"No...impossible!" The immortal cultivator took two staggering steps back and said in a trembling voice: "Obviously it's just a little bit worse, obviously...it's just a little bit worse."
Immortal Chujiu came to his side and said without mercy: "Take your things and leave here."
The immortal cultivator slumped to his knees on the ground, held his head in his hands, and screamed wildly. The power of his soul had long been exhausted, so that his spirit finally collapsed under the pressure. At this moment, Yuan Futu almost felt that he was vomiting out his soul.
.
However, the assessment of the Divine Pattern Master was so cruel. All his people and objects were thrown out. The dignified and high-ranking Golden Immortal was most likely a person with extremely high authority in a certain sect, but now he looked like he was in a state of embarrassment.
Just like a dog.
Finally, only Yuan Futu was left.
"Success or failure depends on this. I didn't expect that this Yuanxian would really hold out until the end." The woman said with some confusion.
The man smiled and said: "If he wins, haha..." After saying this, he stopped talking and the charming woman gave her a fierce look.
As for the old man, he stared at Yuan Futu silently, his focused eyes seeming to be expecting a miracle to appear.
Yuan Futu shrugged his shoulders, looked away from the hourglass that was about to fall, and said in his heart: "Right now, the power of the realm and the power of the soul are running low, and there are only two days, but I still have to complete a nine-step process."
Theoretically speaking, the illustration of the Divine Line is not that difficult."
He has currently completed nine divine pattern illustrations. Except for two illustrations that are composed of a divine pattern line, the others are all different.
Yuan Futu pondered for a moment, then swallowed two more elixirs, picked up the Linyou Sword and started carving.
"Huh?" the man said upon seeing this: "He wants to use the elixir to recover while at the same time carving divine patterns."
"It seems that the power of the world and the power of the soul have been exhausted, but if we do it at the same time, first the decomposition of the medicine will be slower, far less than the output. Moreover, in this state, it will most likely affect the performance, but there is no other way.
Now, he is making a desperate move, hoping that the remaining strength will be enough for him to complete this illustrated book." The woman said helplessly.
The last illustration, called Split, can increase the power of the fairy weapon to 15% to 20%. It belongs to the attack category like the spirit bone illustration, but the effect is doubled, and it is suitable for human-level fairy weapons.
Yuan Futu had carved this divine pattern many times before. Although he was very sure of it, in the current state, it was really hard to say, and the time left for him was far from enough.
In my mind, the power of the soul consumed just to visualize is already too much, let alone using the world power to depict it.
The material of this illustration is very special. After it is carved by the world force, the divine pattern will remain for a long time, and the magical power contained in it will be stimulated by the blood of the demon.
Yuan Futu carved four divine lines in one breath, and it only took half a day. However, the huge consumption of the power of the world and the power of the soul made it difficult for him to strike again. The power of the world is not bad, and you can see the soul power used in the illustrated book.
His strength seemed to be on the verge of collapse.
To draw a sword on the illustrated book, the most basic thing is to visualize the illustrated book. This step is very important. Only in this way can the divine pattern have charm, otherwise even if it has the power to reach the sky, it will not be able to activate its power.
Looking at the four outlined divine lines, Yuan Futu's chest heaved violently, and he kept wiping the sweat on his forehead to prevent it from dripping on the case.
"Time is running out, I must persevere."
Success is right in front of him, the key is whether he can grasp it. Yuan Futu never wants to give up at this critical moment. With the help of his strong willpower, the hand holding the Linyou Knife is raised again, with difficulty but with all his strength.
Keep steady and draw the fifth divine line.
On the second floor, the man looked solemn and said in a deep voice: "Master, it seems that he has reached his limit. His talent is indeed rare, and his skills are also quite exquisite. However, he has always only stepped into the threshold of the divine pattern master.
Even after half a step, I still don’t know anything about the techniques.”
The woman chuckled softly and said: "You are thinking that if he can get the guidance of the master and reduce the consumption of world power and soul power, he can easily pass the assessment, right?"
The man glanced at the old man and said, "Master's 'Xingyun Liu' is not something that everyone can learn. Even the former genius Raymond couldn't understand its essence."
Time passes very slowly, and Yuan Futu's sword is even slower. The world power is not bad, it will only burn when the divine lines are carved, but the power of the divine soul is still continuing under the visualization of the divine lines.
It's been consumed, and now it's obviously completely exhausted.
Yuan Futu's divine pattern carving knife stopped at the eighth divine pattern line. His eyes were black, and he felt that his head weighed ten thousand kilograms. His eyelids were closed, and he wanted to fall asleep and never wake up.
Come.
Plop!
He fell to the ground slumped, and the Linyou knife fell out of his hand.
Immortal Chujiu narrowed his eyes slightly, walked closer, and saw that although the divine line was not completed, the pause in the middle did not cause damage to the illustrated book itself, and said in a deep voice: "Are you going to give up? There is less than one day left.
Time and success are very close to you now, but they are also far away."
His voice came from the vague consciousness, and Yuan Fu almost had no strength to speak.
"But it's good to be able to persist to this point. It proves that you are a talented person. As long as you improve your realm, you will definitely become an outstanding divine pattern master in the near future." Immortal Chujiu
As he said that, he looked at the fine dust that was about to drain away, and put his hands behind his back to leave, but at this moment, he noticed a strange energy fluctuation.
Turning around in a hurry, he found that this wave of waves erupted from Yuan Futu's body, showing a new and powerful energy aura. In the eyes of Immortal Chujiu, he seemed to see a group of light blue flames burning.
He was surprised: "You can actually break through at this time?!"
On the second floor, the old man who had been silent all this time showed a look of astonishment and said: "I didn't expect that I would break through to the upper-level Yuanxian in my soul at this time. It is a phenomenon that has never happened before. It is really amazing!"
The man said in a deep voice: "As a result, a new divine soul power must have been generated in his body, but the new power is still very weak, and coupled with the previous losses, I don't know if it can support him to complete the last two divine souls.
The engraving of lines.”
Yuan Futu slowly stood up, picked up the Linyou Sword, and roared: "It's not over yet!"