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Yuan Futu's nerves tensed up involuntarily in an instant. Looking at this hunched old man with a solemn expression, he felt that in front of him, there seemed to be no way out, and the Gale Seal in his hand seemed so pale and weak.

""Eight Door Dunjia"."

With his hands behind his back, the old man murmured these words, the sound was like a mosquito, so light that people could not hear clearly, and the moment he landed, a stone brick was stepped on like tofu. A big hole was formed, and at the same time, a powerful true essence suddenly burst out from that thin and stooped body.

"Earth element!" Yuan Futu immediately sensed the thick earth elemental force, but the speed at which the real element was output was almost monstrous and terrifying.

If it is said that Yuan Futu's rate of derivation of true essence is a thread, then this thin old man is pouring it down!

Yang Lie sneered and said, "Brother's "Eight Doors Dunjia" has already been cultivated to the fifth level, Dumen, and the explosive power of true essence is far above mine, you are doomed!"

Yuan Futu collected his mind, he put away the Gale Seal, he did not intend to retreat any longer, he held the Ice Soul Rune in his left hand, and held the Zhuhuang Sword tightly in his right hand, intending to make the strongest blow.

The same true essence of the earth had already covered the Zhuhuang sword, making a chi-chi sound, and the yellow air flow was surging. This time, Yuan Futu did not restrain himself. He knew that if he did not go all out, he might be instantly killed. On the Ice Soul Rune, the water-type true energy is also used to stimulate the power inside, causing the surrounding space to be plunged into endless ice and snow, the temperature plummets, and the cold air surges.

"drink!"

The old man moved suddenly, and his speed was not fast, even much slower than Yang Lie. He tapped his toes on the ground, took a step of ten feet, and came suddenly. Immediately afterwards, both fists came out, and the true essence of the earth turned into a wild beast His head opened wide, revealing sharp fangs.

"Ten times the mysterious heavy sword, kill the sword and destroy the gods and Buddhas!"

This attack is already Yuan Futu's strongest killing move. If his true energy is strong enough, he can use the mysterious heavy sword to more than ten times, but now the reserve of true energy is not much at all, let alone What's more, he still has a part to activate the Ice Soul Rune.

One punch, one sword, collided in the air!

The point of the sword pierced the beast's head, and the beast's fangs penetrated into Yuan Futu's cassock, directly piercing through the defense formed by the real dragon armor.

After all, only the scales on the chest of this cassock are real dragon scales, and the rest are scales of flood dragons.

At this moment, Yuan Futu deeply felt the powerful power of the earth's true energy, which was like the Yangtze River bursting its banks. It was hard to imagine that his output of true energy could be so terrifying.

In fact, this goes back to the essence of the unique school "Bamen Dunjia". Bajingmen is famous in the imperial court for this body refining technique. There are eight realms in it. Its effect is to strengthen the physical body extremely and break the output of true energy. The shackles of the body, to lift the restrictions on the real essence of the physical body, thereby leading to a trick that is dozens of times more powerful than the original.

If you haven't practiced this kind of body refining technique, even if you know how to untie the restriction, if you use it, your body will be unable to bear it, and then you will explode and die.

The ferocious beast was roaring violently, the old man's face remained unchanged, but the strength of his fists was constantly increasing, from tens of thousands of catties to nearly one hundred thousand catties, and there was no sign of stopping at all.

"You are too weak."

After finding out Yuan Futu's true strength, the old man seemed to have lost interest in it, his eyes flashed, he retracted his punch, and punched again, but the punch seemed to be several times stronger than before.

Taking advantage of this gap, Yuan Futu swung the Ice Soul Rune in his left hand, forming an ice wall in front of him.

Pong!

This one-zhang-thick ice wall was directly blasted by that punch, the fist passed through the ice wall, broke through the defense of the True Dragon God Armor, and hit Yuan Futu's chest hard.

puff!

Blood gushed out of his mouth, Yuan Futu's body was like a fallen leaf in a strong wind, rolling and flying towards the rear.

The old man smashed the entire ice wall into pieces with a wave of his arm, looked down at the slightly reddened fist, and said, "Dragon scale?" When he looked up again, Yuan Futu had already run away.

"We can't let him run away!" Di Long chased after him without saying a word, followed closely by Yang Lie.

The old man snorted heavily, "He can't run away!"

There is no way to walk with a sword here, Yuan Futu can only run with all his strength, but every time the sole of his foot hits the ground, he will feel his chest tearing and the pain is unbearable. He looked at the slightly sunken dragon scale on his chest and thought to himself Said: "Fortunately, that punch hit the real dragon scale armor of this cassock, otherwise I would definitely die in his hands!"

After only two rounds of fighting just now, Yuan Futu already knew deeply that the gap between his own strength and that old man's was like clouds and mud, and it was impossible to survive in his hands.

"As long as you give me time, I will definitely have the strength to kill you, but I can't let them catch you now!"

Yuan Futu thought to himself, desperately speeding up, shuttling back and forth among the palaces.

……

At this time, several Taoists had already entered the ancient city.

"Uncle Xuanming, is that really where the treasure of the fairy world is?" Changkong said, pointing to the milky white holy light hovering over the palace not far away.

The Taoist in yellow nodded slightly, "It should be there. There is nothing wrong with this feeling. It is exactly the same as the breath released by our fairy artifact in Shushan."

"Sure enough, this kind of power doesn't have any elemental attributes, it's the power of the fairy world." Said the blue-clothed Taoist with the name black.

These two Taoists of Xuanzi generation are very senior in Shushan. Although they have not yet reached the level of elders, they are also extremely powerful. Even Changkong, who is still in the realm of emptiness, has to call them uncles.

Several weaker disciples beside Changkong couldn't help getting excited when they saw the treasure of the fairy world.

"In this ancient city there is an eighth-level large formation, and it also has great restrictions on true essence. Everyone should be careful. If I start this formation, I will die here even if I have a cultivation base that reaches the sky." Xuan Ming noticed the formation when he first entered the ancient city.

Xuan Se looked around and said: "I haven't seen anyone from other sects appearing here. It seems that we are destined to get this treasure in Shushan."

Just before the words fell, a figure suddenly recklessly appeared not far away, fleeing in an extremely embarrassed appearance, obviously not noticing that there was a more powerful Shushan faction powerhouse here.

When Chang Kong saw that person, his eyes suddenly became hot, "It turned out to be him!"