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Chapter six hundred and forty-ninth refining thunder beads(2/2)

Each of the nine stone houses leading to the third-level secret passage has at least a nine-layer spiritual formation. Even if the ancient master cracked it, it would be a bit of a headache.

"This Purple Flame Thunder Emperor Whip, even if it is sealed into a high-grade treasure, I can only activate 30% of its power..."

In the stone house, Feng Wuhen stared at the treasured weapon in his hand, frowning slightly.

"Let me see."

The ancient head took the Purple Flame Thunder King Whip from the opponent's hand, and immediately showed an expression of extreme exertion, half of his body bent down, and exclaimed: "It's too heavy!"

"If you want to really activate this Purple Flame Thunder Emperor Whip, I'm afraid you must not only master the power of thunder, but also have good physical strength."

Feng Wuhen was thoughtful and analyzed in a deep voice.

Thinking about it this way, Lei Yunzi is truly an all-rounder. Not only is his martial arts superb, but his attainments in spiritual patterns are also unfathomable. Now it seems that his physical cultivation is also unparalleled.

Feng Wuhen muttered: "It must be the Blood-devouring Magic Book. After this Blood-devouring Magic Book devours the opponent's flesh and blood, it may even be able to swallow the opponent's skills as well."

As he spoke, his eyes shone with excitement, and he said quickly: "Hurry, we must get the Blood-devouring Magic Book before everyone else."

"With me here, no matter how complicated this spiritual formation is, we will definitely be the first!"

Even though the third level of restrictions is a bit of a headache, the number one Xuan Master in Qiyang County is still quite confident in his attainments in spiritual patterns.

Two days later.

In the central area of ​​the third floor of Leiyun Treasure House, a stone door was pushed open with a bang.

Two slightly tired figures walked out slowly. Among them was a man in brocade with a face like a young man, his eyes were like lightning, and he quickly scanned around.

His eyes immediately became excited, no one was there!

However, the expression of the ancient head next to him has changed a bit. The core area of ​​the third floor is also a palace, but there is no treasure pool and an altar instead.

Above the altar, floating a bloody grimoire.

His powerful attainments in spiritual patterns made him keenly aware of something amiss. He always felt that the palace on this floor was far more depressing than the previous two floors.

Especially the altar, which cast a shadow in his heart.

"Blood-devouring Grimoire!"

Feng Wuhen couldn't care so much. The moment he saw the bloody magic book, his face was filled with ecstasy.

Without waiting for the ancient head to say anything to stop him, he jumped into the air and flew to the altar like lightning to grab him.

But just when he was about to approach the altar, the boundless blood energy wrapped around the magic book suddenly lingered and spread in mid-air, condensing into the outline of a pair of bloody eyes.

boom!

When the bloody eyes stared at Feng Wuhen's one, he suddenly felt five thunders blasting in his mind, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and was violently sent flying.

Phew!

After landing, he spat out another mouthful of blood. He looked up and saw that the terrifying bloody eyes were dispersed, only surrounded by a faint trace of blood.

"how so……"

Feng Wuhen was immediately frightened and confused.

"If you want the magic book, you must sacrifice a pure yin body to me, otherwise, anyone who touches it will die!"

The ancient head cautiously approached the altar, his body trembling slightly, and he slowly read out the handwriting engraved on the altar.

"A body of pure yin... Damn it, where can I get a body of pure yin!"

Seeing that the grimoire was so close in front of him but unable to obtain it, Feng Wuhen suddenly became extremely irritable.

After all the hard work, I didn’t expect that it would all come to nothing in the end.

"That girl from Mitaka Castle..."

At this moment, Gutou, who was thinking hard on the side, suddenly spoke.
Chapter completed!
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