"The grudge disappeared?"

Zhang Mofan was slightly startled, yes, why did the grudge disappear, it is impossible to disappear without a reason, there must be a reason.

The huge Zhou Yuan realm suddenly disappeared with a special energy, which is absolutely incredible.

"Because, part of the origin of Zhou Yuanjie has been sealed, causing the fighting energy to escape from the origin and the fighting energy is exhausted."

The vicissitudes of life continued: "Boy, I was the same as you back then, but I was actually a Four-Life Fighting Soul. Although I am not blessed with yours, it is also rare in the world. Back then, I was thinking about a method."

"However, back then, I thought that my fighting spirit was exhausted and my fighting spirit was not very strong, which led to my failure to cultivate successfully. I was unwilling to die until I died."

"What means?"

Zhang Mofan asked curiously.

He wanted to know what exactly was the method that caused this old man to be unable to cultivate because his fighting spirit was exhausted.

"I actually got this method from a miracle called the "Ancient Soul Heart Sutra". If I can successfully practice this "Ancient Soul Heart Sutra", it will definitely be much easier to reach the realm of heaven and soul in the future."

The voice of the vicissitudes of life became more excited, and said: "I have been looking for a genius, until you appeared, I can feel that your fighting spirit is not as simple as the gods fighting spirit, obviously you have cultivated."

Zhang Mofan was secretly surprised that the old man actually knew that he had practiced in fighting spirits.

"You haven't told me what is the effect of this "Ancient Soul Heart Sutra"."

Zhang Mofan said.

"As long as you can successfully cultivate the "Ancient Soul Heart Sutra", you will be able to use the real body of the fighting spirit to stimulate your deity's methods, including the Eight Doors Dunjia."

The vicissitudes of life said.

"What are you talking about? Can you use the real body of the fighting spirit to stimulate the deity?"

Zhang Mofan was completely shocked, but he quickly calmed down and said, "Is there such a powerful Heart Sutra? But, how can I trust you? What if the Heart Sutra you mentioned is a kind of heart sutra that can take away people. ?"

He was deliberately testing the old man, wanting to know what the old man had.

The voice of the vicissitudes of life was completely frustrated. If it weren't for Zhang Mofan's talent, he would definitely not choose Zhang Mofan to practice "Ancient Soul Heart Sutra".

Now, this Zhang Mofan has been guarding him, making him very speechless.

"Boy, I use my remaining soul energy to gather the "Ancient Soul Heart Sutra". If you haven't cultivated it, I won't let you be a ghost."

The vicissitudes of life said: "If one day, you perfect the "Ancient Soul Heart Sutra", I hope you can pass it on. My name is Ge Mingzhen!"

While speaking, bursts of soul energy swept from all sides of the space, and in front of Zhang Mofan, four characters, the ancient soul heart sutra were formed.

Zhang Mofan felt it, that trace of soul power disappeared completely.

In other words, that Ge Mingzhen really fell.

Of course, this can't be blamed on Zhang Mofan for being too cautious, and his defensiveness is indispensable, not to mention that such a big pie suddenly fell from the sky.

"Senior, I seem to have too much heart, but I will carry forward the "Ancient Soul Heart Sutra"."

Zhang Mofan said, infiltrating the soul power into the four characters, and the last four characters were replaced with real energy, all of which came into his mind.

Zhang Mofan sat down, receiving a lot of information, and began to practice.

"Time has passed so long, how is Zhang Mofan going through the barrier?"

Everyone waited patiently.

Because Ji Huantian believed in Zhang Mofan, many disciples expressed confidence in Zhang Mofan and believed that Zhang Mofan could pass the eighth floor of the eight formation tower.

However, enough time to stick incense.

Originally, an enemy in a state of death would almost launch a very violent attack on the martial artist, and would not stop at all.

Therefore, whether you have heard of the assessment or not, this battle will not last long.

"Isn't it really dead inside? But the Eight Formation Tower is still running."

Su Fengqin took a deep breath and said.

As soon as these words came out, many disciples felt that Zhang Mofan was more likely to fail. If Zhang Mofan had really passed the eight towers, he would have come out of the tower long ago.

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Death Sword yelled and said, "If the barrier fails, the eight towers will stop running soon."

Although Death Sword said so, he still didn't have much confidence in his heart.

The time of two sticks of incense passed, the time of three sticks of incense passed, and the time of four sticks of incense passed...the time of ten sticks of incense passed.

Zhang Mofan still did not come out of the Eight Array Tower, and the Eight Array Tower did not stop operating.

Ji Huantian had never encountered such a weird situation before, and couldn't help asking the elder who guarded the eight towers: "What's the matter?"

"I don't know, it's impossible for that Zhang Mofan to last so long in the Eight Formation Tower."

The elder shook his head ~lightnovelpub.net~ with doubts on his face, he said, "The only solution now is to ask three elders to disarm the formation. Otherwise, anyone who enters will have nothing to do. Meaningless."

Because once you enter, you will encounter a self who opens the dead door, even if Ji Tiantian dare not enter.

"You continue to wait here. Three days later, it will be the funeral of Taishang Ge Chen. When Taishang Mu Chen is buried, please invite the three Taishangs to relieve the big battle."

Ji Huantian finished speaking and left directly.

Of course, there is another way, that is, to forcibly destroy the eight formation towers, but it is impossible for him to destroy the foundation of their strategists for Zhang Mofan.

Now, I can only wait.

Zhang Mofan's life or death is resigned to fate.

"This Zhang Mofan, mostly died among the eight formation towers."

"It's a pity, the genius of Sansheng Fighting Soul, I didn't expect him to be so impulsive to try the eighth floor of the Eight Formation Tower."

"Another genius died."

...

Many disciples felt that it was a pity. They were originally jealous of Zhang Mofan. Once Zhang Mofan threatened them, Zhang Mofan was their junior, and soon after he entered the Political Strategist, he became famous.

Now that Zhang Mofan is dead, there is no longer a threat to them, so they feel it is a pity.

"It's all on me, all on me, if it wasn't for my impulse, Junior Brother Zhang Mofan would not come to save me."

Su Fengqin blamed herself very much.

Zhang Mofan was their hope of death, and now this hope was stifled by her herself.

With the passage of time, many disciples also had no patience and left one after another. Many disciples who were originally prepared to challenge the Eight Towers could only change the day.

They didn't dare to go in if Zhang Mofan didn't come out!