The competition for the quota is very fierce. The Qingluan from Xueyu Peak takes action and burns the sky with flames. The Qingluan divine bird seems to spread its wings from the mythical era, leaping into the sky, proudly in the world, her opponent was roasted by high temperature and almost burned, and finally bowed and admitted defeat.

The swordsman named Hanmang, a magic weapon shines in the world. He raises his hand and thousands of swords are coming out at once. Hundreds of eight thousand swords seem to be able to break through eternity, and the enemy is scared.

Guan Shansheng, who was given a bye, had endless array patterns in his hand, and it seemed that he could really seal the sky and the earth. A spirit trapping array tied his opponent's body and was easily sent off the arena by the white-clothed scholar Guan Shansheng.

At this point, four quotas have been settled!

Except for Lin Fan, these three quotas seemed to be expected by everyone. It was because these heroes and monsters had fought against each other on weekdays, and everyone knew their strengths and weaknesses. However, the Emperor Sheng, who was determined to be locked in, was cruel to Lin Fan and lost the quota, which was beyond everyone's expectations.

"The quota competition has ended here. The four quotas were snatched by Lin Fan from Yao Peak, Qingluan from Xue Yu Peak, Cold Ghost from the Sword Edge, and Guan Shansheng from My Formation Peak."

The elder of the Array Wire Peak almost laughed behind his ears. His Array Wire Peak's Guan Shan wins the quota and can enter the Soul Forging Pool. This means that there is a great chance among the younger generations of the Array Wire Peak to give birth to a soul refining realm. How could he not like it?

"Since the quota has been decided, then you all follow me." The elder said with silence.

Then everyone went to the Soul Forging Pond together.

Soul Forging Pond, a 1 Yuan Holy Land, those who are idle should not enter. The powerful power of the Array Pattern Peak set up a large array that is said to be able to destroy soul-refining powerhouses. Only those who hold the Array Banner can enter. Those who advance will die and have no place to bury them.

When the formation was broken, the first thing that appeared in Lin Fan's eyes was a huge black pool, about a hundred feet long. The pool was surrounded by beautiful jade, and black mist was filled with the pool, covering it with a unique pressure, which made people tremble and their body unstable.

In the water pool, there are four black waterfalls that fall straight down. The waterfall is very strange, as if it comes from the nine heavens, without knowing its end. Lin Fan looked into the distance and wanted to see through the origin of the waterfall, but no matter how bright the golden runes are, he could only see four boundless darkness.

The most peculiar thing is that the four waterfalls fell from the black pool from a height of thousands of feet. There was no sound, and no ripples appeared. The entire pool was without any fluctuations, like a pool of stagnant water, which was so quiet that it was suffocating.

Lin Fan frowned. Is there really a golden body liquid in this pool of water?

He was no longer sure now that the pool of water was too strange. It was obviously a "pool", but under his perception, it was full of resentment and murderous intent. The pool of water seemed to be transformed by an unjust soul. Who knows how it was formed?

Yao Lao whispered: "Lin Fan, if you enter the pond water later, you must keep your soul and allow the outside world to change in various ways and your body remains unmoved, otherwise you will be in danger."

Qi Tian nodded cautiously: "If you can't hold on, just crush the jade plaque and you can escape unstoppable. Otherwise, the power of the soul in the Lost God Pond will be turned into water and return to the water of the pool."

Lin Fan nodded slightly. Both elders were talking about experience. When he listened carefully, he also saw the elders from each peak whispering to their heroes, hoping that it should be consistent with what Yao Lao and others said.

The elder of the Array Wire Peak spoke loudly: "The soul-forging pool can forge the soul, temper the mind, and forge the heart of Tao. The longer it can last, the more benefits it will get. But if you can't do anything, you can't show off, otherwise no one can save you."

The elder who came to send Han Guang in Jian Feng nodded: "Since the holy land was opened, hundreds of demons have turned into water and filled the water in the pond. You must remember the sorrows of your predecessors. If you cannot violate it, crush the jade plaque and you can spread it out of the pond."

The elder of the Formation Peak glanced at the elder Jianfeng, nodded, and continued, "When you enter the waterfall, I will open the prohibition of the soul-forging pool water. At that time, the waterfall will automatically wash towards you. This waterfall does not target the body, but only uses the soul. There are nine chances of washing. If you can last until the ninth time, your chances of breaking the mirror to become a soul-refining powerhouse will be increased by two levels."

Lin Fan raised his eyebrows and eroded nine times to increase the chance of breaking the two levels?

A beautiful woman from Xueyu Peak smiled, looked at Qingluan indulgently, and chuckled: "There are very few people who have been able to survive nine washouts since the appearance of the Soul-Forging Pond, and the closest one to the present is eight years away, and now it is probably about to appear again."

Elder Jianfeng glanced at the beautiful woman: "Do you think that Qingluan, a little girl, can hold on?"

The beautiful woman smiled: "Qingluan is the most talented person in Xueyu Peak in thousands of years. If one of these four people really appears, she will definitely be the one who can withstand nine washouts."

"Hmph, my sword Feng Han Ming is born with a sword bone, and I have great expectations for him." Elder Jian Feng snorted coldly.

The elder of Zhenwen Peak smiled and looked at Guan Shansheng. It was obvious that each peak had infinite confidence in the monsters they elected.

"Boy, don't show off. If you can survive six washouts, it will be a great fortune for you." Lao Yao patted Lin Fan on the shoulder.

Qi Tian nodded, "In my opinion, if this kid can survive five washouts, it will be considered a terrible one. After all, combat power does not represent talent."

Lin Fan touched his nose a little depressed, as if he was underestimated...

"By the way, who was the one who washed away nine times eight years ago?" Lin Fan asked.

Lao Yao sighed, looked at Lin Fan with a little compassion, and said, "Qinglin."

Lin Fan's pupils shrank. Qinglin was really amazing. It seemed to have broken many records. Does he want his predecessors to be more beautiful than before?

"Why……"

Qi Tian sighed: "So, you boy and promised to fight him are really rash."

Yao Lao shook his head and smiled bitterly: "If Lin Fan is defeated by then, I, Yaofeng, can only rely on my contribution to the holy land for so many years, and I will do my best to protect this kid," he said.

Qi Tian looked at Lin Fan with a little regret: "There has been a long time ago that the Supreme Elder has traveled all over the top of the holy land for this matter."

Then he glanced at Lin Fan fiercely: "Boy, our Yaofeng has paid a big price for you, in the future..."

Lin Fan's eyes sterned and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, I, Lin Fan, are not an ungrateful person. If Yaofeng treats me, I know, I will definitely repay you with great rewards."

Lao Yao patted Lin Fan on the shoulder: "First pass this level before talking about others."

The elders of Xue Yufeng, Jianfeng and Zhiwen Peak had a long dispute. Who would have the chance to withstand nine washouts from their disciples? But after they could not convince each other, they snorted coldly and announced that the Soul Forging Pool was officially opened.
Chapter completed!