Chapter 98 Trial

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"Luo Fan, Uncle Long is really begging you this time. If the prohibition is successfully broken, you can pick out the things in the treasure pavilion in my city lord's mansion." Long Zhentian said with an expectant face.

Luo Fan smiled bitterly after listening to Long Zhentian's words. He didn't know whether he could break the ban. Long Zhentian was already in a hurry to promise himself.

"Uncle Long, I'm not sure if I can break the ban on foreign treasures. Even if the ban is broken, I don't want any treasures, but Uncle Long will teach me more about my cultivation in the future. If there is nothing I can do about the prohibition of that strange treasure, I hope Uncle Long will not be blamed. Luo Fan arched his hand and said to Long Zhentian.

"Haha, then I'll thank you first." Long Zhentian smiled and said, "Let's go. I'll take you to see that strange treasure." With that, he got up and took Luo Fan to the backyard.

Long Zhentian has been taking Luo Fan to the backyard. After looking around, he opened a black tunnel from the empty ground in the blink of Luo Fan's eyes. Luo Fan was shocked and didn't expect that the city owner's mansion was also mysterious.

Long Zhentian wink like Luo Fan, and then he flashed into the tunnel first, and Luo Fan followed Long Zhentian into the tunnel. As soon as he entered, he just felt the darkness around him. Seeing Luo Fan come in, Long Zhentian covered the tunnel and closed it, and even the last light disappeared.

"Follow me." Long Zhentian said to Luo Fan, then put his hand on Luo Fan's shoulder, and then walked forward familiarly.

Luo Fan couldn't see anything and didn't bother to release his consciousness. He kept following Long Zhentian. After walking for nearly a strand of incense, I felt that it was constantly hovering all the way down the way, and Luo Fan said that it was dozens of feet to the ground.

Suddenly, a faint light appeared in front of him. Luo Fan followed Long Zhentian for a while and came to a straight passage. There were crystals with shining white light on both sides of the passage, and Luo Fan knew that he had arrived.

Following this passage as bright as day and completely opposite to the previous darkness, Luo Fan and Long Zhentian went all the way to the front of the passage. Seeing a very rich and exquisite stone door in the passage, Long Zhentian walked to the door and gently patted the stone door three times, and then Luo Fan heard a hoarse sound coming out of it.

"Cens."

"Dragon Shock Nine Days." Long Zhentian shouted softly but very simply.

"Boom--" The stone door opened for a wave, and then a figure flashed out, and suddenly knelt in front of Long Zhentian, "See the master."

"Get up, are the elders still here?" Long Zhentian said.

"It's all here, waiting for the master all the time." The shadow replied.

Long Zhentian turned his head and said to Luo Fan, "Luo Fan, let's go in."

Luo Fan silently followed Long Zhentian into the fluctuation, and Luo Fan felt that there seemed to be a very familiar feeling behind the fluctuation.

"Wang." Luo Fan walked through the door and looked at the scene inside in shock.

"It's an independent space again." Luo Fan exclaimed in his heart. Behind the stone gate is an independent space with a hundred feet square, and a unique small courtyard in it. There are already many independent spaces that Luo Fan has seen. For example, each layer of the Beast Tower entered when he was transformed has independent space, and the independent space in the mixed tripod is much larger than the independent space he sees now and much more stable than this space, so Luo Fan did not He showed some surprise, just looking at the space carefully.

Long Zhentian looked back at Luo Fan and saw that Luo Fan had no surprise or any other expression. He was a little curious about Luo Fan's calmness, but he still said, "Let's go in."

Long Zhentian took Luo Fan to open the door of the small courtyard and saw a very simple wooden suite in the courtyard. Long Zhentian came to the front door of the house and stretched out his hand to push it open.

"Haha, elders, I've kept you waiting for a long time. I brought Luo Fan." Long Zhentian opened the door and shouted at the room, and then waved to let Luo Fan in.

Luo Fan saw Long Zhentian call himself in and walked over carefully. Although Luo Fan did not exude divine consciousness to detect the situation inside, he felt that there were several very strong breaths in it.

Stepping into the door, Luo Fan saw the situation in the room. There were several simple and spacious chairs with their own people, looking curiously at Luo Fan who entered the room.

"Come on, Luo Fan, let me introduce you to these predecessors." Long Zhentian saw Luo Fan's vigilance and said.

"You step back first." An old man sitting in the middle of the room said.

"Big Elder, Luo Fan..." I know the importance. You can retreat first.

"Yes." Long Zhentian nodded and said yes, then gently patted Luo Fan on the shoulder, showing a helpless wry smile on him, and then retreated aside, leaving Luo Fan alone standing in the middle of the room.

Luo Fan did not squeak and quietly looked at several people in the room.

"Hum--" The old man in the middle, who called the elder, snorted coldly. Luo Fan suddenly became alert and felt a soul pressure covering himself.

Luo Fan knew that these old men obviously wanted to test their strength, so he did not panic to send his consciousness outside the body.

"Hmm?" The old man in the middle was shocked, and then his eyes sank. Luo Fan instantly felt that the pressure on him had increased. Luo Fan was helpless and had no choice but to add another layer of divine consciousness.

"Wow--" The old man exhaled, as if he thought of something again, "Second, third, help me."

As soon as the old man's words fell, he saw the two old men sitting on both sides of the old man, first showing surprise and then his face darkened. Luo Fan felt two equally powerful pressures on him. Luo Fan knew that the other two old men had added his own pressure on him.

Luo Fan smiled in his heart, and then added a few layers of divine knowledge to himself.

A quarter of an hour, a quarter of an hour... Luo Fan's face did not change, but the three old men who had been exerting pressure began to sweat on their heads.

"Guys, let's go together." Hearing the shout of the old man in the middle, Luo Fan felt that the remaining four old men in the house also put pressure on him. Long Zhentian standing next to him was surprised and happy. He didn't expect that the three elders in his clan had no effect on Luo Fan. Now he asked the other three elders to add divine pressure to Luo Fan. Looking at Luo Fan again, he looked at several elders with a smile as if nothing had happened.

"Oh, my God, it seems that I really underestimated this boy." Long Zhentian wiped his sweat and thought, "Maybe the prohibition of this strange treasure can really be broken by Luo Fan." Thinking of this, Long Zhentian looked at Luo Fan with bright eyes.

Luo Fan now has some regrets. At first, the old man tested his strength. Without saying a word, he directly tested it. He was also a little unhappy and just wanted to show them something powerful. Unexpectedly, his temporary stubbornness aroused the competitiveness of these old men. If one person can't do it, he will add three, and if three can't, he will greet seven people together.

"Oh," Luo Fan can't retreat now. If he retreats, the pressure of these old men alone can press his body into a meat pie. Now all Luo Fan can do is to constantly add his consciousness to himself to resist the pressure of several old men.

For nearly half an hour, Luo Fan only felt that the pressure outside suddenly decreased, and then it all retreated. Luo Fan looked up and saw that several old people were pale, but they all looked at him with shock. Luo Fan could only laugh in his heart, and his face could only jump and endure to laugh out loud. These old men were obviously surprised by the strength of their divine consciousness. They were alone and blocked the pressure of the seven masters of Xuangong, and it was very easy. The old men were sweating on their heads. Looking at Luo Fan's face was ruddy and there was no discomfort at all.

Looking at the old men looking at themselves like monsters, Luo Fan was funny and angry. What I laughed at was that these old men did not take advantage of their soul pressure, and now they don't believe this fact. What made me angry was that the previous seven old men actually exerted their strongest pressure on themselves together, and there was no concern about whether they could bear it or not, in case they could survive.