Supreme Killer

Chapter 394 The Strange Black Ball

Xiao Fan stood on the spot, gasping for breath, and his body was trembling. The sword just now almost exhausted all his strength and was also his most powerful blow.

"The strength is not bad, you have passed the first pass." The old man said lightly.

Is it just good? Xiao Fan curled his lips, it was not that he was narcissistic, but among the cultivators of the same rank, there were really few people who were his opponents.

Moreover, he was already within three steps of the old man. If he didn't rush his sword, maybe he could go further.

"This is only the first level." The old man said again, his voice was like a spring breeze, and Xiao Fan felt his exhaustion gone.

When he was surprised, the old man took out a black sphere the size of a human head. I don't know what to make of the black sphere. You can only see clearly that there are two tiny holes on the top.

Xiao Fan tentatively used a trace of soul power to penetrate it, and suddenly felt a little clouded in his head. There were countless passages in this black ball, densely packed, like a prosperous maze.

His spirit power couldn't penetrate for a while, Xiao Fan was astonished, this black ball was really not easy.

"Give up so soon?" The old man smiled slightly, "This is the second level. If your spirit power can enter one of the holes and then come out from the other hole, even if you pass, of course, before you start, you can Regain your mind."

"Okay." Xiao Fan nodded, he was also extremely curious in his heart, even more disbelief, that his soul power could not penetrate this black sphere.

Immediately sitting on the spot, the old man looked at Xiao Fan with a smile, and then waved his hand, and the light of the Soul Tower suddenly disappeared.

"Have you failed? Why didn't people come out." Outside the Phantom Tower, the crowd showed a look of consternation.

The six rays of light under the Phantom Soul Tower suddenly disappeared, but Xiao Fan did not appear. Not to mention the surprise of the assessment cultivator, even the assessment elder was puzzled.

The assessment elder just wanted to go to the seventh floor to take a look, but at this moment, a strange voice came into his ears, making his expression shocked.

"Next!" The assessment elder took a deep breath.

Others don't know why, but they don't have to ask too much. If they anger the elders and disqualify them directly, it will be troublesome.

"Did Xiao Fan enter the seventh floor?" Baili asked in amazement, "Why didn't that person come out? Did he die inside?"

"I haven't heard of anyone who will die inside." Baili Kuangfeng shook his head and said, "Go back and rest first. The third round of assessment will not begin tomorrow."

Bai Yu glanced at the seventh floor of the Illusory Soul Tower suspiciously, and left with the Baili Gale brothers.

On the seventh floor, half an hour later, Xiao Fan stood up and looked at the old man and said, "Senior, it's okay."

The old man said nothing, but nodded lightly, his eyes immersed in the painting on the wall again. The black sphere was placed on the table.

Xiao Fan walked over, and a trace of soul power penetrated through a small hole in the black sphere. There were countless lines in the sphere, one divided into three and three into nine.

After just a dozen breaths, Xiao Fan's spirit power had become inextricably linked, but he still couldn't densely cover the channels in the entire sphere.

Xiao Fan couldn't imagine how many passages the sphere had. He even wondered, can this hole really pass through the other hole?

In this sphere, there is simply a huge maze. If a person walks in it, it is estimated that he will never want to get out for a lifetime.

But this small black ball is probably not something ordinary people can make.

Slowly, a trace of sweat leaked from Xiao Fan's forehead, his back was already soaked, and his face was a little pale.

The old man turned his head back from time to time, with a strange color in his eyes, and said in his heart: "It's been half a cup of tea. It's rare to be able to hold on for so long."

Xiao Fan had forgotten about it. The inexhaustible soul power shuttled through the black, and countless soul threads gathered together strangely, but unfortunately, they still couldn't penetrate the past.

Xiao Fan roughly estimated that the passages in this black sphere were in the tens of millions. He was a warlord cultivator, and it was very difficult to go through.

This is also the reason why his spirit power is extremely pure, it can be scattered into thousands of threads, if he were to be another person, he would definitely be dizzy long ago.

After all, to control the inexhaustible soul power is extremely exhausting to a person's mind.

"It's not a way to go on like this. If it can really go through, it would be very simple to use other methods, but it would be too difficult to rely on soul power alone." Xiao Fan's heart sank slightly.

If I changed to another person, I would have given up long ago, but Xiao Fan still persisted.

"These tiny passages must be regular and definitely not messy." Xiao Fan thought to himself, suddenly thinking of something, and his heart trembled slightly: "Soul lines! These channels are made up of soul lines!"

Thinking of this, Xiao Fan was shocked and looked at the old man. Could this old man be the legendary soul carver?

Converging his mind, Xiao Fan used one mind and two purposes, branding the lines in the black sphere in his mind. The general mind is still trying, but the other half is starting to deliberate.

In Xiao Fan's soul sea, countless soul powers condensed into a spherical light beam, and the soul power threads were intertwined with each other, but they were strangely not touching.

"The person who made this black sphere is probably a master of the soul carver." Xiao Fan thought to himself.

His soul power has been scattered and sunk hundreds of millions of strands, and the soul power of ordinary people is simply impossible to achieve this step. Xiao Fan has done it, and it is already extremely extraordinary.

"I don't believe it. I have simulated all the channels, but I can't find a way out." Xiao Fanning said.

In the soul sea, the soul silk in that black sphere grew more and more, slowly, it seemed to become an entity, and it was still increasing.

Xiao Fan's face was extremely pale, as if he was about to fall down at any time.

There was a strange color in the old man's eyes, and he even became excited, and said in surprise: "Three hours have passed, still insisting?"

call!

At this moment, a wisp of fine spirit power penetrated from another hole, and the old man trembled violently, and his lips began to tremble.

"Successful!" The old man exclaimed, and appeared beside Xiao Fan, holding Xiao Fan's body in one hand.

"I did it!" Xiao Fan fainted with a pale smile, and his whole body was exhausted and almost collapsed.

"After decades, someone finally succeeded." The old man's body was trembling slightly. It was a kind of excitement from the heart. With a flick of his finger, a light beam shot into Xiao Fan's body.

A soft ray of light whizzed out from Xiao Fan's body, and his face slowly became ruddy. After almost three hours, Xiao Fan opened his eyes.

But seeing the old man with his back to him, his eyes were still staring at the painting.

"Are you awake?" The old man narrowed his mind, and his gaze at Xiao Fan became kind this time, "What is your name? Can you tell me how you did it?"

"Junior Xiao Fan." Xiao Fan didn't feel any malice from the old man, so he relaxed, "There are too many passages here. I divided my soul power into intricate ways, slowly looking for outlets, and finally found it by accident. Up."

"Divide soul power into inexhaustible threads?" Hearing this, the old man looked at Xiao Fan dumbfounded.