"I won't lose... I will never lose... Broken Soul Finger!"
Lei Meng was completely prepared to fight. With one finger, he used all the power of his soul to completely burn out the clear spring suspended in the sea of souls.
The burst of light erupted from the fingers, but it only broke the two handprints in front of him, and the other seven had already been crushed.
"ah!!!!!"
When the handprint hit him, it felt like his soul was suddenly crushed by a mountain and then ground into powder. With a bang, the physical document in front of him suddenly collapsed, and all the completed illustrations were destroyed.
An invisible wave swept over, and Immortal Yu Lin couldn't help but take two steps back. The feeling of tearing his soul apart was not pleasant, making his face turn purple, and the other officials of the Imperial Palace also looked frightened.
Only Immortal Luojiang was still standing there. With his cultivation of the Divine Soul, he was indifferent to such an impact. However, he saw Yuan Futu's heaven-level Divine Soul Immortal Technique, and his eyes were full of surprise.
Plop!
Raymond knelt on the ground, kneeling limply in front of Yuan Futu, holding his hands on the ground, holding back the tears in his eyes. He had failed after all, and was defeated by this guy who he once looked down upon at all.
At this time, I didn't dare to think about the consequences, and I couldn't face my father who was waiting outside the imperial palace.
Yuan Futu let out a long breath. His long-planned plan was finally completed. The seven large mudras were enough to achieve the effect, making it impossible for him to conduct subsequent assessments.
Raymond could no longer stand up, his arms were trembling, and even support was difficult. His soul was severely injured, and he felt like it was being peeled off and split from the inside out, as if a living person was being skinned by cramps.
The kind of pain goes straight to the brain.
Yuan Futu put away the divine pattern carving knife, picked up the six completed illustrations, and tore them into pieces with a sneer, which shocked everyone on the second floor.
Immortal Chujiu stood on the high platform in front of him and watched this scene. He raised his head and his eyes met those of Immortal Luojiang.
Immortal Luojiang did not speak, but nodded slightly.
Hearing the sound, Raymond sat slumped on the ground, leaning on the stone case, and said in shock: "What are you doing?"
"Abstain."
Raymond covered his heart, his face was distorted by the severe pain, looking ferocious and terrifying, and shouted hoarsely: "Abstain? I have failed, no one can stop you, why don't you attack the three-star divine pattern master, is it?
Are you pitying me?!"
Yuan Futu shook his head and said: "You have tried to take away this life so many times, how can I pity you? It's just that from the beginning to the end, I don't have the ability to complete this assessment. The six divine pattern illustrations have been
This is my limit and I can no longer produce a seventh one."
Raymond's mind went blank. He shook his head and thought about the past. Then he angrily discovered a truth and said in a trembling voice: "The reason why you came here...is not to complete the assessment at all...but to prevent
I become a three-star divine pattern master?!"
Yuan Futu nodded, walked in front of Raymond, half-crouched, keeping the same height as him, and said: "If I want to become a three-star divine pattern master before you, this is the only way. Maybe after you
It seems that the method is despicable and dirty, but in my opinion, it is not much different from your private assassination."
Over the years, Yuan Futu did not spend much time on the cultivation of divine patterns, because he knew that no matter how hard he practiced, he would not be able to become a three-star divine pattern master earlier than Lei Meng, so he chose to
He used the divine soul attack method "Tiangang Mahamudra" with only one purpose, which was to completely destroy Raymond's chance of becoming a three-star divine pattern master at the critical moment.
Doing so may directly ruin his future, but Yuan Futu doesn't care. He once understood deeply that without enough power, he could not protect the people around him, and now he knows better that when he cannot obtain enough power, he must
Even more unscrupulous and hysterical to do crazy things.
Lei Meng naturally became the victim. He looked at Yuan Futu, his eyes were changing subtly, from furious to shocked, but in the end only naked fear was left. He was clearly just a golden immortal, how could he become
So powerful?
Yuan Futu lowered his voice, grabbed Raymond's collar with his hand, and said: "I said, even if I sacrifice my life, I will pay back a hundred times the sins I have committed. You are just the beginning...
...Also, never underestimate an ascended immortal, his path to immortality is much more terrifying than you imagine!"
After finishing speaking, Yuan Futu stood up, walked to Immortal Chujiu, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I still failed after all."
Immortal Chujiu said calmly: "Victory and defeat are common matters for military strategists. Don't worry about it. I think you will be stronger in the future."
"Thank you, Immortal. I'll take my leave now." After saying that, Yuan Futu walked out of the Divine Pattern Palace.
At this moment, Immortal Yu Lin and Immortal Luo Jiang had flown down from the second floor and gathered around Lei Meng.
"How's it going? Is it serious?" Immortal Yu Lin asked worriedly.
Raymond was speechless, or he didn't want to answer. He looked ahead with dull eyes, his mind was in disarray, but the words he just said were imprinted on his heart, filled with endless fear, and could not be erased no matter what.
.
Immortal Luojiang put his palm on his shoulder, and after exploring it with his spiritual consciousness, he immediately understood it, and said: "The soul has been injured, but the vital parts must not be damaged, and there is a possibility of recovery."
"Is it only possible?" Immortal Yu Lin frowned.
Immortal Luojiang narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a deep voice: "Injury to the soul is an injury that is difficult to cure. There are very few elixirs of this kind, which are rare and extremely valuable. The most effective way is to let him recover on his own."
"I'll go notify the Lei family."
Immortal Yu Lin's face was extremely ugly, and he was about to walk out the door, but Raymond grabbed his ankle and cried: "Don't... don't... I don't want my father to see me like this... Qian
Don’t do it!!!”
Seeing this scene, Immortal Luojiang couldn't help but feel complicated. He could see that Yuan Futu had already held back, otherwise with the power of the heaven-level immortal method, it would not just be as simple as being injured, but Tang Zhentian would probably end up in the end.
Back then, the obese disciple of the Wanshen Sect brought a letter, which asked him to promptly notify Raymond of the specific time to take the assessment, as well as other information.
What this information contained was a shocking conspiracy that he could not even imagine. Today, he specifically opened up the soul fighting in the assessment venue without any interference. This was precisely why he did it.