Raymond was speechless. When the long-planned plan was nakedly exposed, he could not think of any words to refute Yuan Futu. He could only keep clenching his fists and making a crunching sound to vent his inner surge.
Out of anger.
"Of course, it's not so easy to be the head of a country. There are not only aristocratic families but also large and small sects. I have verified that the transfer of power in each generation of the fairy kingdom is bound to cause a lot of turmoil. The Lei family wants to
If you want to sit calmly, you have to crush all factors that may explode from the inside out, so you chose the Qingyang Sect, and with the help of this powerful sect in the Immortal Kingdom, you can carry out your planned plan unscrupulously.
, until the purpose is achieved.”
During the conversation between the gods, 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 even more courageous. They don't even hesitate to scheme against the king. If the imperial court of the immortal world knows about it, I'm afraid that
You will be destroyed!"
Suddenly, bursts of laughter came from the soul. Raymond's pale face did not move, but there was a slight curve in the corner of his mouth.
"It's a pity that the Imperial Court of the Immortal Realm will never know, just like after you were assassinated, they still won't be indifferent." Raymond took a deep breath and said coldly: "Even if you guessed everything right, so what?
I might as well tell you that the Imperial Palace is already under my control, and the incompetent king should have died long ago."
"There is your spy in the Imperial Palace. I have already guessed this, so I don't expect to use its power to save everything. If you want to reverse the situation of the battle, you must rely on your own strength."
Raymond laughed sarcastically: "Don't think too highly of yourself. A golden fairy like you is like a grain of sand. If it falls into the lake, it won't cause any ripples. Now the situation has been decided. It's too late. Even if you can
Using the entire Wanshen Sect will not help... Moreover, Qingyang Sect will soon have a Saint Immortal."
"There is no need to use the Wan Shen Sect, as long as I use my power to completely destroy your plan, don't forget this bet, I am bound to win!" As Yuan Futu spoke, he picked up the ink knife again, and the blade was sharp.
A bright light glowed above.
"Don't even think about it!"
Suddenly, an invisible force soared into the sky, and the scene was filled with a sense of murder. The only two immortal cultivators who were still struggling to support were unable to think clearly under this interference, and the blade cut with a sudden sound.
If you lose the picture book, you will be disqualified.
Lei Meng knew that he could not lose. If he lost, he would not be able to walk out of this door with shame. You must know that the fate of the entire family is on his shoulders and there is no room for failure. But facing a powerful enemy like Yuan Futu, looking at
His smooth imprinting method made him feel a little guilty, and his confidence began to turn gloomy under constant blows.
He was afraid of failure, and even felt that Yuan Futu would win in the end with Xingyun Liu. This was absolutely unacceptable, so Raymond did not hesitate to take extreme measures.
The atmosphere at the scene changed. Everyone on the second floor felt their souls trembling, as if they were under invisible pressure. This phenomenon was unprecedented.
Immortal Yu Lin said in a deep voice: "How could this happen?"
Immortal Luojiang's face was still as dark as water, and he said: "This is a contest between gods and souls. They are trying to influence each other's assessment."
"This is unreasonable, they must be stopped!" Immortal Yu Lin said and went to order the imperial guards.
"No need!" Immortal Luojiang reached out and grabbed Immortal Yu Lin's arm. With unquestionable majesty, the eyes under the two white eyebrows stared at him and said: "This is my Divine Pattern Palace, and the rules are the same.
It’s up to me to decide, and the impact of environmental factors is also within the scope of the assessment. For a divine pattern master, this is a true three-star assessment.”
Immortal Yu Lin frowned and looked ugly. He waved away Luo Jiang's hand and said in a deep voice, "I understand."
…
Whip-like sounds continued to be heard in the void. When he felt this murderous intention, Yuan Futu's face darkened, and he spread out the power of his soul to compete with it. The two invisible forces continued to impact, making a roaring sound.
From Yu Leimeng's point of view, he is a realm power Gang Immortal, and his soul has reached the level of an upper-level Golden Immortal. He is already very powerful in both Yu and Dual Cultivation, far superior to immortal cultivators of the same level. He thought that as long as he could hurt Yuan Futu,
The subsequent divine pattern imprint can restore the level of the test, so erasing this factor is the key to completing the assessment.
In terms of soul attack, he is confident that he will be much stronger than Yuan Futu.
Bang bang bang!
The remaining illustrations on the papers exploded under the twisting power of the soul. The two seemed to be motionless, but in fact they were engaged in a fierce confrontation.
"Spirit Finger!"
Lei Meng pointed forward like a sword, the vast power of the 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 continuously cutting the space in an orderly manner. You can see thousands of small talismans flowing inside, showing powerful attack power.
The Broken Soul Finger is an upper-level earth-level divine soul magic technique practiced by Lei Meng. Once it is successful, he can cause the opponent's soul to crack with a wave of his finger, which is very vicious.
This fairy magic was also extremely rare. Lei Hong used the resources of the Chamber of Commerce and spent three years exhausting his energy to buy it from other fairy countries.
Lei Meng thought to himself that even if Yuan Futu tried his best to resist with the finger of the Shattered Spirit, his soul would be traumatized, but he would no longer be able to continue the assessment.
This moment.
A fingerprint had been formed, Yuan Futu's pupils shrank suddenly, and he shouted in a low voice: "Ziwei Seal!"
In an instant, a huge handprint condensed in the void and crushed it. There was no color at all, as if it was formed by the refraction and distortion of light, and it suddenly collided with the broken spiritual finger.
With a bang, a huge gap was opened in the middle of the handprint.
The power of the Broken Spirit Finger was immediately revealed, and Raymond was extremely excited, thinking that he had a chance to win.
Yuan Futu remained calm, his handprints changed again, and he completed nine steps in the blink of an eye.
Lei Meng stood in front of the case and felt that the entire Divine Pattern Palace was shaking. Looking around, he found that there were nine large handprints suspended in the air, roaring towards them in an encircling manner, easily shaking the Broken Soul Finger.
Became nothingness.
This is the pinnacle of Yuan Futu's method. He said solemnly: "Let you see how powerful this heaven-level immortal method "Tiangang Mahamudra" is!"
"Heavenly Immortal Technique?"
Lei Meng's eyes widened. He couldn't understand how a mere earthly immortal could use heaven-level immortal magic. However, the aura of collapse infiltrated from the nine hand seals that had been forced to come, already made him feel a deep feeling.