Under this pressure, Wang Feng felt that his soul power had been absorbed much faster, and his body's muscle fibers were repeatedly self-compressing and coagulating.

At this moment, feeling that Wang Feng had a soul power, Meng Shenji felt relieved.

Has he finally used his soul power?

However, after level 60, the increase in pressure at each level is far stronger than the previous level!

After the soul power is cultivated, the first level gap will become bigger and bigger!

Immediately afterwards, the Dream God Machine began to continue to increase the power of soul power, gradually increasing at one level.

Instead, he felt that he was under the greatest pressure.

Meng Shenji could not imagine that he was using his soul power to a level 34 soul master at this time...

Until Level 64.

Wang Feng's face changed slightly, and his soul power was circulating wildly to resist this pressure. However, the terrifying soul power pressure was like waves of tsunamis, pounced on him, stirring the space around him. Every second, he seemed to have endured countless ruthless slaps.

"Xuan Ming Armor!"

Wang Feng quietly released the Xuanming armor and attached it to the surface of his body, no one noticed it.

Interestingly, Wang Feng found that under the pressure of this terrifying soul power, his control over Xuanming Thorn seemed to have become faster!

He was delighted and diverted his attention. While letting his body automatically activate his soul power to resist, he controlled a trace of soul power and slightly controlled Xuanming Thorns.

One...two...fifty...sixty.

‘Damn, in this state, the number of Xuanming Thorns increased, which is indeed obvious. No wonder Miss San’s Eight Spider Spears can perfectly control them in this situation… After this trip, I will control hundreds of more!’

Wang Feng used the first three hundred pieces for almost five months, and the last two months averaged one hundred pieces per month. As the control of soul power became more and more refined, the number of controls increased rapidly.

Now under the pressure of this soul power, it has increased dramatically! .

Moreover, this kind of control cannot be discovered.

It’s like lifting the anus, which means tightening the anus and exercising the anus sphincter.

If you stand next to someone else, you will unknowingly perform dozens of anal lifting exercises, which others will not notice at all... Unless the other party turns on a scan and perspective, you can clearly understand the movement of your muscles in your body.

The same is true for the three Contras of Dream God Ji. Unless you can see through and see the soul power flow in Wang Feng's body, you can see Xuanming armor and Xuanming Thorns.

In this way, Wang Feng quickly increased his control over the number of Xuanming thorns under this situation.

At this time, Wang Feng's spiritual consciousness was all controlling the subtle soul power, pouring into Xuanming Thorns, and microcontrolling.

Outside, shocks appeared on everyone's faces.

"Don't this kid Xiao Feng...isn't he considered using martial souls? He is almost at the level 67 and has reached the power of the soul power!"

Zhao Wuji was sweating in a cold sweat at the sight. He was level 67. Even if he was in Wang Feng's position, he would probably feel a little uncomfortable and he had to use his martial soul.

Meng Shenji was afraid to increase his soul power and pressure.

Because he has improved again, he needs to possess the martial soul to ensure exquisite control. Otherwise, if he is not careful, the power of the soul will be suppressed to death by the opponent!

"Stop it for now..."

Zhilin also saw a layer of sweat slightly appeared on his forehead. There was no way, at this point, they really didn't know where the limit of this monster captain was.

If you continue to suppress it, what if something goes wrong?

However, at this moment, Wang Feng opened his eyes blankly and said:

"Why don't you continue?"

"..." Everyone.

Wang Feng felt that the speed of controlling Xuanming Thorns had slowed down, so he came to his senses, as if the other party's soul power was no longer pressing.

At this time, the number of Xuanming Thorns that can be controlled has increased to more than 400.

However, just after coming to his senses, Wang Feng felt a tremor and painful trembling all over his body, as if he was about to suffocate his breathing.

‘Ma De, I just focused all my energy on Xuanmingtip’s control...I didn’t feel it…’

Wang Feng sweated coldly, "It's almost the limit... However, the more the limit, it may be able to inspire meteor tears...even once! However, if this pressure level rises again, I may not be able to withstand it, but if there are three level 67 soul power pressure, it should be just right."

There is no way, the increase in the power of each level of soul power is too huge.

Level 1 means the difference between heaven and earth.

Simply put, if you are too high at level 69, your body will probably explode. There is no time for meteor tears, and if you are level 68, it is not enough to activate meteor tears.

Three level 67 are just right.

Thinking of this, Wang Feng couldn't help but lower his voice and said:

"Can you please ask the other two seniors to join us and maintain this kind of soul power pressure? Help me with your help?"

"..." Everyone.

"Interesting, interesting!"

Bai Baoshan and Zhilin were really shocked by these words. Not everyone can bear the power of soul power!

The level 67 soul power pressure given by Dream God Machine at this time is even more terrifying than the sixth soul skill that Zhao Wuji used! This is the soul power pressure given by Soul Contra!

Three?

Even Zhao Wuji dared not say that.

The three seniors looked at each other, looked at Wang Feng's firm eyes, and their hearts moved slightly.

"Come and try."

Dream nerves sing in a deep voice.

Upon hearing this, Bai Baoshan and Zhilin no longer hesitated, and two terrifying soul pressure fell directly around Wang Feng!

boom!

A stream of energy rose from Wang Feng's body, and Ning Rongrong and others couldn't help but feel a little lucky and soul power to resist the overflowing pressure.

Almost in an instant, countless crackling sounds of bone explosions appeared all over Wang Feng's body.

Under the terrifying pressure, Wang Feng's body instantly entered the extreme state!

The golden lotus slowly floated in Wang Feng's palm.

A faint energy flowed out from the meteor tears in his body and flowed all over his body. This energy was not much, and it was not enough to greatly improve his physical fitness at this time!

But it can improve the soul power level!

The energy in the meteor tears is extremely pure! Wang Feng doesn’t know what this energy is, but it must be very advanced!

The stream flowed through Wang Feng's limbs and bones. The comfort almost made Wang Feng exclaimed and couldn't help blurting out:

"Satisfactory~"

The words fell.

Immediately, the entire reception room was silent!

‘Mad, why do I feel so familiar!’

Zhao Wuji was stunned at first, but then he couldn't help but think.

And at the same time, the other three Conrads were really stunned?

Cool?

Are you feeling happy now?

We are three Conrats, with a level 67 pressure!

"Hey, his soul power has broken through!"

At this time, Meng Shenji and the other two looked at each other, quickly retracted their soul power and looked at Wang Feng at this time.

Under the action of the golden lotus, the blue mist turned into a golden light. The golden light seemed to have an extra layer of light golden gauze on Wang Feng's body, which was extremely dazzling!

As the soul power flowed, the golden lotus in the palm emitted a faint and gentle aura.

It only makes everyone in the entire reception room feel a sense of warmth!

"Close to level 36!" Wang Feng was a little excited!

There were not many meteor tears that were inspired this time, because the power of soul power did not make me reach my true physical limit.
Chapter completed!