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"It's really making the best use of everything!" Yuan Futu gritted his teeth in hatred, recalling the tragic scene of being forced into the cliff that day, he couldn't help clenching his fists tightly.

The power of the blood in the magic dragon scale will be refined soon, Yuan Futu naturally does not want it to fall into the hands of Qingyangzong, and is planning how to take it away. It was approaching, and it was outside the gate of the palace in an instant.

The two disciples guarding the palace looked a little scared, and said respectfully: "Master!"

Immortal Yan Yang narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a deep voice, "You all step back first."

The disciple guarding the hall looked at each other, knowing that the trade guild guy was still inside and hadn't come out, he couldn't help hesitating.

But at this moment, the palace door was slowly pushed open, and a figure came out from inside. Immortal Yan Yang squinted his eyes, and saw that the man was wearing a bamboo hat, and he couldn't see clearly under the night.

Yuan Futu restrained his breath as much as possible, and if there is a slight leak, his identity will be revealed, but as long as the other party does not go deep to investigate, there will be no problem. He is also betting on his life, lowering his head very low, deliberately covering his body with the huge luggage, and said : "The medicinal materials have been put into the cauldron, and the little ones will go back to the chamber of commerce."

Immortal Yan Yang never expected that the person who was judged to be dead would appear here. When he noticed the word Lei's family on the luggage, his original guard was relaxed, and he asked in a cold tone: "You guys are so brave! , I said earlier that you will put the medicinal materials in person, if something goes wrong, can you afford it?!"

The two disciples were pale and knelt on the ground, begging for mercy.

The person standing behind Immortal Yan Yang was none other than Lei Meng, the genius divine pattern master. Yuan Futu passed him by, and immediately sensed the familiar aura, his brows were deeply frowned, but his steps were still steady, showing no flaws walking forward.

Lei Meng had thousands of employees in the chamber of commerce, and Lei Meng didn't recognize him. He turned his head and looked at the man's back, feeling a little familiar, but he didn't take it to heart.

The two walked into the palace.

Yuan Futu finally heaved a sigh of relief, and it was also because of the superiority of the divine pattern, his control over the realm force and the soul was subtle, and now the qi and blood of the physical body are no longer comparable to those of the past, so a slight adjustment can make the aura look better from the outside. There was a change, and this was the only way to avoid the past dangerously.

But the fairy with disheveled hair gave Yuan Futu a very familiar feeling. After thinking about it, he realized that it was the sneak attacker he met in the Tang family back then. Tang Zhentian's failure to break through was also thanks to him. He is a powerhouse at the Xuanxian level.

Fortunately, that immortal didn't pay too much attention to Yuan Futu, especially when he saw the luggage with Lei's name on it, he didn't bother to check it again. After all, there are businessmen coming here every day in recent days to provide high-quality immortal medicine to maintain his life. The movement of the celestial fire, otherwise, with just one thought, Yuan Futu would be unable to fly even with his wings inserted.

"He is so close to Lei Meng. It seems that the mastermind behind the incident of the Tang family that year was indeed the Lei family." Yuan Futu stopped in his tracks, and with a fingertip, a thin line that was almost difficult to discern with the naked eye appeared. Flicking in the void, from his fingertips directly into the North Spirit Hall, this is the power of the soul, and everything that happened inside is clearly clear in his mind through his perception.

This method of eavesdropping is extremely ingenious, and the key is that the power of the soul must be strong enough to maintain it smoothly without any slight fluctuations, otherwise it will be easy to be detected.

And the immortal who attacked Tang Zhentian was a sword immortal. In terms of spirit, it is probably at most the level of a golden immortal. It is difficult to detect, but it is not so safe, so in this regard, Yuan Futu still has some concerns, which is very special. cautious.

Immortal Yan Yang walked into the palace, looked at the blazing fairy fire, and said in a deep voice: "It seems that it will be done soon, once the power of blood is extracted, it will be the best top-grade elixir , after swallowing it, it is estimated that the cultivation base can be further improved."

"Now Immortal Yanyang is in the realm of Xuanxian, and his strength is second only to the master. I can't imagine that this thin blood will have such a big effect." Lei Meng called him by his name, because his master is not The others are the suzerain of the Qingyang Sect, and he is also the young master of an ancient family, so his status is naturally extremely noble.

Immortal Yan Yang stroked the hot furnace wall with his old hands, making chirping noises and billowing white smoke, but he didn't seem to feel any pain at all, and his face was even more excited, saying: "At first I I also thought that this kind of high-level blood power would only have a stronger tempering effect on the physical body. After all, it originated from demons, and the natural advantage of demons lies in the body that is comparable to defensive immortal weapons, but it was obtained from the suzerain later. Only after knowing the real body of this dragon scale can we understand how valuable it is."

Lei Meng asked curiously: "Which type of dragon did this dragon scale come from?"

Immortal Yan Yang said in a deep voice: "The suzerain is not too clear about the specific species, but he can be sure that this dragon scale is extremely rare, and it comes from one of the ancient dragon species of the Heavenly Emperor."

"Prime Ancient Heavenly Emperor Dragon?" Lei Meng was shocked.

"That's right, they are the kings of all dragon species in the Earth Immortal Realm, including such powerful legendary monsters as Dawei Tianlong. One can imagine how powerful their bloodlines are, although the remaining ones are quite thin and can't even be seen. Bring it out, but temper it with my Hundred Ways of Restriction, and you will definitely succeed."

Immortal Yan Yang looked at the ups and downs of the dragon scales and the flickering ancient runes through the gap of the cauldron, and chattered and laughed.

Lei Meng was silent for a while, and said: "The Emperor's Mansion has confirmed the death of the divine pattern master, and according to the procedure, it will be reported to the Immortal Realm Imperial Court."

Immortal Yan Yang straightened up and said, "So, the royal guards will come to the Yunlan Immortal Kingdom?"

Lei Meng said: "Please rest assured, the reported documents have been secretly intercepted, so you can rest easy."

Immortal Yan Yang snorted coldly, and said: "Isn't it just a one-star god pattern master, even if it is reported to the imperial court of the fairy world, I don't think it may interfere with this matter. It will be good for you if I get rid of this guy."

"It's always better to be just in case, and since he has such ability, why not do it." Yuan Futu's death is naturally the best for Lei Meng, after all, this divine pattern that masters the flow of clouds The teacher is always an unpredictable hidden danger, and then he suddenly lowered his voice and said: "Recently, the Lord's illness has improved, and he must be able to break through to the Gang Immortal realm soon in terms of hegemony. Currently, people have been sent to prepare the foundation elixir gone."

Immortal Yan Yang laughed suddenly when he heard the news, which reverberated in the palace, shaking the soul thread that was hard to see with the naked eye.

"So, wouldn't his death be coming soon?!"