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Lei Meng was speechless. When the long-planned plan was nakedly exposed in front of him, he could not think of any words to refute Yuan Futu. He could only make continuous creaking noises with his clenched fists to vent his inner surge. Out of anger.

"Of course, how easy it is to be the lord of a country. There are not only aristocratic powers but also those big and small sects here. I have checked that the power transfer of each generation of the fairy kingdom will inevitably cause quite a lot of turmoil. The Lei family thinks If you want to stay stable, you have to crush all factors that may explode from the inside out, so you have chosen the Qingyang Sect, and with the help of this powerful sect that is second to none in the Immortal Kingdom, you can carry out your established plans unscrupulously , until the goal is achieved.”

During the soulful conversation, Yuan Futu's tone suddenly turned cold, and he said in a deep voice: "The Lei family has a really big appetite, and they are so courageous that they don't hesitate to plot against the king. If the imperial court of the fairy world knows, I'm afraid You will be doomed!"

Suddenly, bursts of laughter came from the soul, Lei Meng's pale face did not move, but the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

"It's a pity that the imperial court of the fairy world will never know, just like after you were assassinated, they would still not be indifferent." Lei Meng took a deep breath and said coldly: "Even if you guess everything correctly, so what, I might as well tell you that the Imperial Mansion is already under my control, and that incompetent king should have died long ago."

"I have already guessed that there is your eyeliner in the Emperor's Mansion, so I don't expect to use its power to save everything. If you want to turn the tide of the battle, you have to rely on your own strength."

Lei Meng laughed mockingly: "Don't think too highly of yourself, a golden fairy like you is like a grain of sand, falling into the lake will not cause any waves, now the situation is set, everything is too late, even if you can Using the entire Wanshen Sect will not help...Moreover, Qingyang Sect will soon have a Saint Immortal."

"You don't need to use the Wanshenzong, as long as I use my power, your plan can be completely destroyed. Don't forget this bet, I will surely win!" Yuan Futu picked up the ink knife again while speaking, There was a bright light above it.

"Don't think about it!"

Suddenly, an invisible force shot up into the sky, and the field was filled with chilling intentions. The only two remaining cultivators who were still struggling to support were unable to visualize under this interference, and the blade cut through with a sudden sound. If you don't have the illustrated book, you will lose your qualifications.

Lei Meng knew that he couldn't lose. If he lost, he would have no face to walk out of this gate. He had to know that the fate of the entire family rested on his shoulders, and there was no room for loss. However, facing such a powerful enemy as Yuan Futu, looking at His smooth branding method made him feel a little guilty, and his confidence began to turn gray under the constant blows.

He was afraid of failure, and even felt that Yuan Futu would definitely win in the end by relying on Xingyunliu, which was absolutely unacceptable, so Lei Meng did not hesitate to take extreme measures.

The atmosphere on the spot changed, and everyone on the second floor felt their souls trembling, as if they were under invisible coercion. This phenomenon was unprecedented.

Immortal Yu Lin said in a deep voice, "How could this be?"

The Luojiang Immortal, however, was still face down, and said: "This is a contest between spirits and souls, they are trying to influence the other party's assessment."

"It's unreasonable, they must be stopped!" Immortal Yu Lin said before ordering the guards of the emperor's mansion.

"No need!" Immortal Luojiang reached out and grabbed Immortal Yu Lin's arm, with unquestionable majesty, staring at him with the eyes under the two white eyebrows, and said: "This is my God's Temple, and the rules also apply." It's up to me to decide, and the influence of environmental factors is also within the scope of the assessment. For a divine pattern master, this is the real three-star assessment."

Immortal Yu Lin frowned, his face was ugly, he waved his arm away from Luo Jiang's hand, and said in a deep voice, "I see."

……

Whiplash-like sounds continued to be heard in the void. Yuan Futu's face sank when he felt the killing intent. At the same time, he spread out the power of his soul to counteract it. The two invisible forces continued to impact and made loud noises.

From Lei Meng's point of view, he is Jieli Gangxian, and his soul has reached the level of a high-ranking golden fairy. Yu Yu's double cultivation is already very powerful, far surpassing immortal cultivators of the same level. He thought that as long as he can hurt Yuan Futu, The follow-up branding of the god pattern can restore the level of the test, so obliterating this factor is the key to completing the assessment.

And in terms of soul attack, he is confident that he will be much stronger than Yuan Futu.

Bang bang bang!

The remaining illustration books on the table all burst under the wringing of the power of the soul. The two seemed to be motionless, but they were actually engaged in a fierce confrontation.

"Broken Spirit Finger!"

Lei Meng pointed like a sword, the power of the vast soul gathered in it, and pointed forward fiercely.

You can see bright rays of light erupting from his fingertips layer by layer, as if they are cutting the space in an orderly manner, and you can see thousands of tiny talismans circulating inside, showing powerful attack power.

Broken spirit refers to the upper-level earth-level spirit immortality practiced by Lei Meng. Once successful, waving his finger can cause the other party's spirit to burst, which is very vicious.

And this fairy method is also extremely rare. Lei Hong used the resources of the Chamber of Commerce and exhausted his energy for three years to buy it from other fairy countries.

Lei Meng thought to himself that even if Yuan Futu resisted with all his strength, his soul would be traumatized by this broken spirit finger, but he would no longer have the ability to continue the assessment.

this moment.

A fingerprint has been formed, Yuan Futu's pupils shrank suddenly, and he shouted in a low voice: "Ziwei Seal!"

In an instant, a huge handprint was condensed and crushed in the void, without any color, as if it was formed by refraction and distortion of light, and collided with the broken spirit finger all of a sudden.

With a bang, a huge gap was made in the middle of the handprint.

The power of the Broken Spirit Finger was immediately revealed, and Lei Meng was extremely excited, thinking that he had a chance of winning.

Yuan Futu remained calm, his handprints changed again, and he completed as many as nine strokes in the blink of an eye.

Standing in front of the case, Lei Meng felt that the entire hall of gods was shaking. Looking around, he found that there were nine big handprints suspended in the air, roaring towards them in an encircling manner, easily shaking the Broken Spirit Finger became nothingness.

This is Yuan Futu's peak method, he said in a deep voice: "Let you see and see, this heaven-level immortal technique "Tiangang Mahamudra" is amazing!"

"Heaven-level immortal technique?"

Lei Meng's eyes widened. He couldn't understand how a mere Earth Immortal could use the Heaven-level Immortal Technique, but the aura of destruction permeated by the nine handprints that had already forced him had already made him feel deeply moved. despair.