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The blood of the red-scaled snake spread along the blade and poured into the groove of the brand mark, gradually outlining its lines, and there was a trace of smoke and light, chi-chi.

Yuan Futu felt that a power hidden in the brand was gradually awakening after being quenched by the blood of the demon.

This scene attracted the attention of the white-scaled serpent, and it made a stunned voice, "It's actually a divine pattern!"

It knew very well that Yuan Futu and Yu Dashao were both low-level primordial immortals, but it didn't expect such high-level gods to appear on them.

Under the stimulation of the demon's blood, the spiritual bone and divine pattern quickly completed the awakening, and Yuan Futu heaved a sigh of relief. This proved that the divine pattern he depicted was not a problem, but the power had already been revealed.

"Nine Tribulations Sword!"

With a cry, a dark red air flow emerged from the gray-white sword body, completely covering it, but there were a few bright red thin lines floating in it, like a variety of blood vessels, stretching like living creatures.

"With the blessing of the divine pattern, the power of the Nine Tribulations Sword has indeed increased, and there are even a few traces of the Tribulation Vein."

Under perfect conditions without any errors, this divine pattern increased the power of the Nine Tribulations Sword to nearly [-]%, which is already a very good effect.

"So what if you have the blessing of the god pattern? Go to hell!"

The white-scaled serpent roared again, but the only remaining fang looked very funny, and the giant steel-like tail whizzed and whipped towards it.

go with!

The sword formula was activated, and the robbery sword met the giant tail. The two forces collided head-on in the air, making a thunderous sound, and the exploding force everywhere directly blasted a big hole out of the ground.

Yu Dashao rolled on the ground, moved away from the white-scaled serpent, and exclaimed: "My good fellow, the effect of the divine pattern is so obvious, maybe in the future, I can really pass the assessment of a one-star divine pattern master, but this beast is really difficult to deal with. Even so, it’s hard to prevail.”

This robbery sword fought fiercely with the white-scaled serpent, leaving scars on the body of this Yuanling little monster, but it was still too early to kill it.

Yuan Futu's heart sank, and he said: "If this stalemate continues, the situation will only be unfavorable to me. Do you really want to give up? I thought I could collect more demon blood."

It is indeed extremely difficult to kill the white-scaled snake, but if he chooses to escape, Yuan Futu still has some confidence, but this mission will also fail, and he will not get what he wants.

However, at this moment, a howling sound suddenly sounded from a distance, and a large area of ​​trees seemed to be chopped off and collapsed in pieces.

The sound came from far to near, suddenly, the white-scaled snake seemed to sense the crisis, turned its head suddenly, and pushed forward with the only remaining fangs.

call out!

A bright light blue sword light struck, easily cut off the fangs like a knife cutting tofu, and directly penetrated the big snake's head.

Young Master Yu was startled and said, "He is a high-level primordial immortal!"

Once this Yuanling little monster encounters a high-level Yuanxian, it will definitely die. After the flying sword pierced through its head, it turned around and cut its belly, only to see a crystal clear light blue The spar rolled out, wrapped in warm blood, and white smoke rose slowly.

Yuan Futu frowned, his eyes shifted to those masters who came out of the forest.

A luxuriously decorated chariot moves forward slowly, but there are no low-level monsters to pull it, as if it can move freely with the mind, it is extremely magical, and it is worth a lot of money. A middle-aged man in a black and white gown.

The black-clothed immortal waved his hand, and the flying sword returned to his hand, then picked up the boundary core, and then sliced ​​open the body of the red-scaled serpent, took out another boundary core, presented it to the chariot, and said respectfully: "Miss, the things have been brought."

"Good job." An extremely soft and charming voice came from inside, sweet and cloying.

The white-clothed immortal snorted and said, "Miss, did you admit your mistake, did you get the injury on your hand from these two little hands?"

"If you dare to touch a single hair of our eldest lady, you will die. After all, demons are rampant in places like Red Maple Valley. When the eldest lady comes out next time, she must take us with her, otherwise the master will blame us. I can't bear it." The black-clothed fairy muttered.

"I see, this time I have avenged my revenge, let's go back."

"Wait a minute."

Suddenly, Young Master Yu came over and said: "The big red-scaled snake just now was clearly killed by us, so we have to keep one of the boundary cores, otherwise we won't be able to do business."

The black-clothed immortal stared coldly, and said: "The red-scaled snake has been seriously injured by us, you just took advantage of it, and if I hadn't acted in time, would you have dealt with the white-scaled snake?"

"Whoever said we couldn't deal with it, we almost won. In short, we have to keep one of Jiehe." Young Master Yu got the courage out of nowhere, and unexpectedly became arrogant with the senior Yuanxian.

At this time, Yuan Futu came over, cupped his hands and said: "Seniors, we are disciples of the Wanshen Sect. We are here to perform a mission and we need to bring back a boundary core. I hope that seniors will be magnanimous."

In his opinion, backbone is the most useless thing in the world. If a few words can be exchanged for a boundary core without having to go all out to slaughter a Yuanling demon, why not do it, so Yuan Futu's performance Very natural.

"what?"

The woman in the chariot asked suspiciously: "Is there a divine pattern on your flying sword?"

Yuan Futu looked at the crimson spiritual bone and divine pattern, and said, "Young lady has good eyesight."

"What girl, she is our eldest lady!" the white-clothed fairy said angrily.

The woman in the chariot asked softly in that sweet voice: "You are just a low-ranking primordial immortal, yet you actually have divine marks, and they are branded on this waste product. You are really reckless."

Yuan Futu smiled wryly, "I don't have a picture book, so I used this low-grade human-level fairy artifact to practice my hands, and made the eldest lady laugh."

"Oh?" The woman seemed to be interested, and continued to ask: "So, you made this divine pattern?"

Yu Dashao said arrogantly: "Of course, Brother Yuan is a master in this area, and he is very likely to become a master of divine tattoos. By then, he will be in a high position. If you want to curry favor, it will be too late, so It's best to send the boundary core obediently now."

Seeing Young Master Yu's arrogance, the two immortals, black and white, blew their beards and stared angrily.

"Interesting, interesting!" The woman suddenly laughed, and saw that the gauze curtain in front of the chariot was slowly opened by a bare hand, revealing a stunning face.

There is not a single blemish to be found on that unparalleled glamorous face, her eyes and smile are so touching, she is definitely a first-class beauty in the world, extraordinary and refined.