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"It seems that almost [-]% of the remaining blood power of Shence Dragon Scale has been refined, and it has become this dragon blood pill. If we wait a few more days, it will be completely refined."

Yuan Futu began to marvel at the methods of Immortal Yan Yang, and took the Dragon Blood Pill in his hand, which was a little warm. He now knew that it was not an ordinary Dragon Blood Pill, but the Immemorial Heavenly Emperor Dragon Blood Pill, which is very important for people with cultivation bases. Ascension has unpredictable effects.

Immortal Yan Yang spent so long refining it, but he never imagined that it would be taken back by Yuan Futu now. Otherwise, this magical dragon scale would no longer be effective. Apart from solving the mystery of Jin Bao's life experience in the future, No other effect.

Speaking of which, he still has to thank Immortal Yan Yang.

After putting away the Dragon Blood Pill and Dragon Scale, Yuan Futu knew that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time, not to mention that he had overheard such important information and needed to return to the Ten Thousand Gods Sect as soon as possible. This feeling is very strange, as if being held by a sharp blade on the neck, there is an extremely strong sense of crisis.

"It's really you."

At this moment, Lei Meng was standing at the door, holding a black longbow, the string had been stretched into a full moon shape, and the incomparably pure Golden Immortal Realm Power had condensed into a slender arrow, held in his hands extremely stably .

This sky-cracking bow is his weapon. It is quite special and is very rare in the entire fairyland. It is an earth-level immortal method that can be cultivated to the perfection of Gangxian.

Yuan Futu turned around slowly, looked at this old acquaintance, and said with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, "After all, you found out."

Lei Meng looked sharply and said, "Just now when you pretended to be a member of the chamber of commerce, I felt a little familiar. I thought about you for a long time before I thought of you, so I really couldn't let go and came back here. I really didn't expect that you didn't die."

"Are you disappointed? If I die, you can sit back and relax in the position of the God Rune Master, and the loss of such an important Immortal Keqing to the Tang family will be of great benefit to your Lei family."

Yuan Futu felt that the arrow pointing directly at him was not locked on the direction, and his entire aura made it difficult to dodge. He thought of many methods, and the most effective one should be to use the laws of the Great Thousand World. Take risks and never use them when you are not on the verge of extinction.

Raymond said in a deep voice, "I'm curious how you survived."

The news he got was that the Immortal Xilai killed him with a top-grade celestial artifact, and he fell into the Great Evil Underworld, there was absolutely no reason for him to survive.

"It's an adventure, you can imagine it, anyway, I survived by luck, and I came here to get back what belongs to me." Yuan Futu said in a deep voice.

Lei Meng snorted coldly, "It's a pity that the sheep are in the mouth of the tiger, I'm afraid you will die again today."

"Is it up to you?" Yuan Futu knew that Lei Meng was also a Golden Immortal, but only a high-ranking Golden Immortal. Perhaps his strength would be slightly better, but he hadn't reached the point where he could be killed.

And as a god tattoo master, not only the boundary force must be strong enough, but also the soul must not be weak. Lei Meng's upper-level golden fairy is in the boundary force, and his spirit has also reached the middle-level golden fairy, so he can be regarded as a monster level, but Yuan Futu is now a whole lot lower than him.

Lei Meng said coldly: "This is the Qingyang Sect, which is as strong as a cloud, I think it will be difficult for you to fly even if you have wings."

"I am a master of divine pattern, Immortal Keqing of the Tang Family, and a disciple of the Wanshen Sect, don't I think about the consequences?" Yuan Futu tried to threaten.

Lei Meng shook his head, "I don't care who you are, I only know that if an outsider trespasses on Qingyang Sect, then there is only one consequence, that is death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his fingers that were holding the bowstring were already loosened, and the dark green arrow's aura suddenly rose sharply, making a sharp scream that tore the eardrum, and appeared in front of Yuan Futu in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, a robbery sword had already been issued, and it hit the arrowhead with great precision. However, without the blessing of the fairy weapon, the robbery sword was very fragile and was blown to pieces, and the arrowhead also deviated. The original track whizzed past along the cheek, directly piercing through the wall behind him.

Yuan Futu wiped off the blood on his face, but broke out in a cold sweat. The power of this bow and arrow was much stronger than he imagined.

"This sky-cracking bow is a top-grade earth-level fairy weapon. In addition, it also comes with three arrowheads. Just now, it was just a virtual arrow that I condensed with the force of the world. You were lucky enough to hide it, but this time it's not like that. Good luck." Raymond spread his palms, and a heavy metal arrowhead appeared, as if made of lead iron, with a shiny black luster flowing on its surface.

Yuan Futu felt a strong crisis, and wanted to strike first, the most powerful method was to strike first. Now his soul has reached the middle stage of Golden Immortal, and Bengpo Palm has perfectly reached the third level of Bengpo. Soul attack power.

With a palm blast, cracks appeared in the void, expanding layer by layer, as if the void was collapsing, and quickly spread towards Lei Meng.

Lei Meng felt the trembling of his soul, but he was not afraid of it, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. This arrowhead was on the bowstring, but there was no sign of instilling the power of the world, just the surface of the arrow body. Ripples are constantly appearing in the void.

"go with!"

The arrowhead, like lead and iron, went straight and directly met Bengpo Palm.

Yuan Futu expected in his heart that as long as he was hit head-on, even if his soul was not shattered on the spot, he would suffer heavy injuries, and this arrowhead would also lose its power.

Seeing that the fine cracks caused by the palm force were about to engulf Lei Meng, but at this moment, he touched the arrowhead.

The bright black luster is very stable, just like a general galloping on the battlefield of thousands of people, holding a broad knife to kill the invading enemy.

At this moment, Bengpo Palm's soul attack suddenly stagnated, as if stuck in mud and unable to extricate itself.

The next moment, the arrowhead flew by, and these tiny cracks burst immediately, and the traces in the void gradually faded, and finally disappeared.

Yuan Futu's brain seemed to explode, and he said in shock: "Soul attack?!"

The arrowhead was very fast, and what contained within it was not the power of the world, but the soul. Before getting close, Yuan Futu felt the fear emerging from the depths of the soul, as if being pointed at sharply by thousands of knives and swords.