Chapter 190: Soul Power Pressure of Three People Working Together (3)

Under this pressure, Wang Feng felt that his soul power absorption and circulation had surprisingly accelerated, and the muscles in his body repeatedly compressed and solidified.

At this moment, Dream God Machine, feeling Wang Feng activating his soul power, unexpectedly felt a bit relieved.

Has he finally used his soul power?

However, beyond level 60, each level of pressure enhancement is far stronger than the previous levels!

As soul power cultivation progresses, the gap between each level becomes increasingly significant!

Following that, Dream God Machine began to continue increasing the soul power pressure, slowly elevating it level by level.

Strangely, he felt the most pressure on himself.

Dream God Machine couldn't imagine that he was applying soul power pressure to a Soul Master of level 34 at this moment...

Until level 64.

Wang Feng's expression changed slightly, and his soul power circulated wildly throughout his body to resist this pressure. The terrifying soul power pressure, like waves of tsunamis, struck him, disturbing the space around him. Every second, it felt like he endured countless ruthless impacts.

"Xuanming Armor!"

Wang Feng quietly released the Xuanming Armor, attaching it to the surface of his body, unnoticed by anyone.

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

He was delighted and shifted his focus, allowing his body to automatically circulate soul power to resist, while controlling the fine soul power to intricately manipulate the Xuanming Thorns.

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

"Darn it, under this state, the control over the quantity of Xuanming Thorns is noticeably enhanced. No wonder San's Eight Spider Lances can be perfectly controlled in such circumstances... In this round, I controlled at least a hundred more roots!"

In the previous three hundred roots, Wang Feng took almost five months, and in the subsequent two months, an average of a hundred roots per month. With increasingly precise control over soul power, the controlled quantity rapidly increased.

Now, under this soul power pressure, it was simply skyrocketing!

Moreover, this kind of control was imperceptible.

Just like doing Kegel exercises, which involve tightening the anus to exercise the anal sphincter.

Standing next to someone, unconsciously doing dozens of Kegel exercises, others wouldn't notice it at all... unless they have activated scanning and X-ray vision, allowing them to clearly see the muscle movements inside you.

The Three Soul Douluo, including Dream God Machine, were the same. Unless they could see the flow of soul power inside Wang Feng's body through X-ray vision, they wouldn't notice the existence of Xuanming Armor and Xuanming Thorns.

In this way, under these circumstances, Wang Feng rapidly increased the control over the number of Xuanming Thorns.

At this moment, all of Wang Feng's mental consciousness was focused on controlling the subtle soul power, pouring into the Xuanming Thorns, for precise control.

Outside, expressions of horror appeared on everyone's faces.

"This kid Xiao Feng... Could it be that he's not even using his Martial Soul? He's approaching the soul power pressure of level 67!"

Zhao Wujie was sweating profusely. Even if he were in Wang Feng's position, it would be uncomfortable, and he would have to use his Martial Soul.

Even Dream God Machine hesitated to increase the soul power pressure.

Because if he increased it further, he would need to undergo Martial Soul Fusion to ensure precise control. Otherwise, if he wasn't careful, the soul power pressure could crush the opponent!

"Let's stop for now..."

Zhi Lin also had a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. At this point, they really didn't know the limits of this monster captain.

What if something went wrong if they increased it further?

However, just at this moment, Wang Feng, somewhat puzzled, opened his eyes.

"Why stop?" Everyone was silent.

Wang Feng felt that the speed of controlling the Xuanming Thorns had slowed down, and only then did he come to his senses. It seemed like the opponent's soul power pressure had stopped.

At this moment, the controllable number of Xuanming Thorns had already increased to over four hundred.

However, as soon as he came to his senses, Wang Feng felt intense pain all over his body, as if his breath was being choked.

"Damn, just now my focus was entirely on controlling the Xuanming Thorns... didn't even realize it..."

Wang Feng sweated profusely, "It's almost at the limit... but the closer to the limit, perhaps it can trigger Meteor Tear... even if just once! But if the level of this pressure increases, I'm afraid I won't be able to bear it. However, if there are three Soul Power pressures at level sixty-seven, it should be just right."

No way, the increase in Soul Power pressure at each level later on is too enormous.

A single level makes a world of difference.

In simple terms, level sixty-nine might cause the body to explode, Meteor Tear won't have time to activate; level sixty-eight is insufficient to trigger Meteor Tear.

Three at level sixty-seven are just right.

Thinking of this, Wang Feng couldn't help but lower his voice and said, "Can the other two seniors also apply the same Soul Power pressure? Lend me a hand?"

Everyone fell silent.

"Interesting, interesting!"

Bai Baoshan and Zhi Lin were truly astonished by this request. Soul Power pressure is not something everyone can withstand! Just the level sixty-seven Soul Power pressure Dream God Machine gave now is more terrifying than Zhao Wujie's Sixth Soul Skill back then! This is the Soul Power pressure given by Soul Douluo!

Three?

Even Zhao Wujie wouldn't dare to say that.

The three seniors exchanged glances, looking at Wang Feng's determined eyes, and their hearts were slightly moved.

"Let's give it a try."

Dream God Machine said in a deep voice.

Upon hearing this, Bai Baoshan and Zhi Lin no longer hesitated. Two terrifying Soul Power pressures directly fell upon Wang Feng!

Boom!

A surge of force emanated from Wang Feng's body, and Ning Rongrong and the others couldn't help but circulate their Soul Power slightly to resist the diffusing pressure.

Almost in an instant, Wang Feng's whole body produced countless cracking sounds like firecrackers.

Under the terrifying pressure, Wang Feng's body instantly reached the limit!

The Golden Lotus slowly appeared in Wang Feng's palm.

The Meteor Tear inside his body finally released a faint energy flow, which was not much and not enough to significantly enhance his current physical qualities!

But it could raise his Soul Power level!

The energy in Meteor Tear was extremely pure! Wang Feng didn't know what this energy was, but he was sure it was high-level!

The subtle flow circulated through every inch of Wang Feng's limbs and bones. The refreshing feeling was almost addictive, and Wang Feng couldn't help but exclaim:

"Satisfying~"

As the words fell.

Instantly, the entire reception room fell into complete silence!

"Damn, why does this feel so familiar!"

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

At the same time, the other three Soul Douluo were truly stunned.

Satisfying?

You can feel satisfaction now?

We are three Soul Douluo, level sixty-seven pressure!

"Huh, he broke through his Soul Power!"

At this moment, the three members of the Dream God Machine looked at each other, quickly retracting their Soul Power pressure, looking at Wang Feng at this moment.

Under the influence of the Golden Lotus, the blue mist transformed into golden brilliance, draped over Wang Feng as if adding a layer of faint golden veil, exceptionally dazzling!

As the Soul Power circulated, the Golden Lotus in his palm emitted a faint, gentle aura.

This made everyone in the entire reception room feel a warm sensation!

"Approaching level thirty-six!" Wang Feng was somewhat excited!

The Meteor Tear triggered this time wasn't much because the Soul Power pressure didn't truly reach his body's limits.