Yuan Futu said in a deep voice: "The disappearance confirmed by the Imperial Palace at that time was because I was killed by the immortal cultivators?"

Immortal Luojiang smiled bitterly, nodded and said: "Yes, it has not reached the land of underworld yet, and judging from the traces at the scene, it is not like the work of a demon. I think only you know the truth."

"It's a pity that I was defeated by a nine-turn demon king." Yuan Futu insisted not to tell the truth. For Immortal Luojiang, although he intuitively did not think that a highly respected divine pattern master like him would fight with the Lei family snake.

It's like a rat's nest, but no one in the Imperial Palace can fully believe it until it is confirmed.

"By the way, what do you want from me?" Immortal Luojiang asked.

Yuan Futu said: "Previously, Tang Zhentian, the head of the Tang family, was attacked by a mysterious man, and the person who rescued him was a general from the Imperial Palace. I want to know about him."

"General Long You? He was once a guard of the Imperial Court in the Immortal Realm, and then he was assigned to the Yunlan Immortal Kingdom for some unknown reason. Among all the generals who protect the country, he is currently the one with the highest cultivation level in the Imperial Palace, and he is from the Xuan Immortal Realm.

Strong."

In the entire Yunlan Immortal Kingdom, there are no more than five powerful people who have reached Xuanxian. Most of the practitioners are stuck in the Gangxian realm, and it is not that easy to break through.

"Where is he?"

"In a cave outside the Yunlan Immortal Kingdom, he can't go out in seclusion all year round. He only appears when he receives an order from the emperor's palace, so some people here have jade slips that can summon him. Mine was in Tang Zhentian at the time.

It was used when we encountered a sneak attack. As for the specific location of the cave..."

Immortal Luojiang stretched out his finger and quickly sketched a map of mountains and rivers in the air. The coordinates of the cave were deeply imprinted in Yuan Futu's mind.

Immortal Luojiang asked in confusion: "Why do you want to find General Long You?"

"Now the head of the Tang family has been traumatized and has not been cured yet. He is half crazy and half mad. I want to visit General Long You and hope that he can point out a clear path."

This reason is of course nonsense. As far as Yuan Futu is concerned, although General Long You is a member of the imperial palace, with his advanced level, he should not join in and step into this muddy water.

Immortal Luojiang also sympathized with Tang Zhentian's experience and said: "Without a great opportunity, it will be difficult for the injured soul to recover, and his realm will remain here forever. It is a pity... Your divine patterns have progressed."

How about, can we conduct a two-star assessment?"

Yuan Futu asked: "Can the divine pattern master's assessment be skipped?"

Immortal Luo Jiang nodded and said: "If you really have such strength, you can do it. Do you want to go directly to get a three-star divine pattern master?"

Yuan Futu did not answer directly and said: "I am just curious. In short, thank you immortal, I will go back now."

Immortal Luojiang warned: "Be careful in everything."

Yuan Futu nodded, quickly left the Imperial Mansion and returned to the Wanshen Sect.

There was still one month left before the Treasure Appraisal Conference, which was very important to the Tang family. Yuan Futu thought that although he had a large amount of Huangquan Essence on his hands, it might not be enough to achieve the expected sensation. His purpose was obvious.

I just want to use this to win back the power game of the aristocratic family.

There is also a Heavenly Emperor Dragon Blood Pill in his hand. This kind of top-quality elixir cannot be sold, and if it is displayed at a treasure appraisal conference, it will probably attract Qingyang Sect's assassination at any cost again, so Yuan Futu

Decided to refine it directly.

Without further ado, as soon as he returned to the cave, Yuan Futu swallowed the dragon blood pill that contained the dragon veins of the ancient emperor of heaven. There was no reaction for the first half an hour. It seemed that the potency of the medicine evaporated quite slowly, and

After a while, an extremely hot energy seemed to explode completely, forcing the blood to seep out from the pores.

Yuan Futu looked red all over, like a bloody man. In just such a moment, all the tendons and bones in his body were shattered, and even the internal organs were seriously injured. Fortunately, Yuan Shenhai was here

He managed to hold on despite the shock, and his soul was not greatly affected.

"Good guy, the pure power of dragon blood, and it's already so thin, can actually cause such powerful destructive power."

Yuan Futu was shocked by such a result. He had made some miscalculations before. He had forgotten the purity of this Dragon Blood Pill and had not undergone any processing. It would be a huge risk to swallow it directly. If the physical body had not already broken through

He is in the golden fairyland, and is extremely strong under the tempering of the essence of the underworld. I am afraid that just a few blows will blow him into a pulp.

The body is useless now, so holding on to the soul is the only hope. Yuan Futu will never succumb to this overbearing medicinal power, let alone give up and squander the natural resources, allowing the trace of dragon blood to rush back and forth in the body, constantly

Crushing bones, flesh and blood and even internal organs.

In just one hour, Yuan Futu was on the verge of collapse. Although he tried his best to protect his vital parts, the degree of physical damage was completely beyond imagination. Thick blood mixed with fine bones continued to flow from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose.

There was a strong smell of blood everywhere.

That thin trace of dragon blood finally entered the sea of ​​souls, and transformed directly into an extremely powerful platinum blood dragon in this world, roaring with the intention of crushing everything.

Yuan Futu's eyes slowly narrowed, as if they would never open again after closing. However, just when they narrowed into a thin slit, they suddenly opened, and a bright brilliance burst out from the depths of his eyes.

"Certainly!"

With a deep shout, as if he had exhausted all his strength, the extremely domineering dragon blood suddenly stopped its almost crazy raging, and world power as thick as smoke emerged from all around.

It felt confused, locked in the sea of ​​souls, struggling, but unable to move. At this moment, the power of the soul turned into sharp arrows, whizzing in from all directions.

This illusory battle existing in the physical body directly determines Yuan Futu's survival, so he dare not slack off at all and must not let this trace of dragon blood dominate.

The power of the soul was originally formless, but it was embodied in the world of the soul. Huge arrowheads as thick as an arm were seen piercing the body of the platinum blood dragon.

Bang bang bang!
Chapter completed!