"This is the Meteorite Tablet?"

Looking at the stone tablet in front of him, which was one person tall and seemed to be unremarkable, Yang Fan's heart was slightly surprised.

Judging from the surface alone, this meteorite stone tablet is completely an ordinary stone tablet without any strange places, but it is such a stone tablet that can make Li Jiancheng comprehend the Peerless Immortal Arrow Immortal, and greatly improve Wang Bolun's combat effectiveness.

"Am I not related to it, so, in my eyes, this stone tablet is like this?"

Yang Fan's heart moved, and then he sneered: "Whether it is fate or not, since I have already arrived here, then, no matter what, this stone tablet must have a few traces of fate with me." ”

Yang Fan knew that he didn't have much time to waste here, so after finding out that this stele did not have an induction with him for the first time, he walked to the stele very directly, raised his hand, and pressed it on the stele.

Still no response.

However, Yang Fan had a premonition, an inexplicable omen, as long as he dared to use more force, when he threatened the stone stele, this meteorite stone tablet was very likely to give himself a fatal blow.

"This stele has a spirit. ”

Yang Fan thought in his heart.

He stared at the stele and finally let go.

This let go, the sense of crisis just now suddenly disappeared, and then, Yang Fan took a few steps back.

The power of the divine soul was released, and within three thousand zhang, he was fully sensed, and even the stone tablet in front of him had an inexplicable fluctuation, which was perceived by Yang Fan's divine soul power.

And, underneath the stele, there is also a trace of indescribable fluctuations.

"Could it be that under this meteorite stone tablet, something has been suppressed?"

Yang Fan's heart moved, but soon, he settled down and didn't think about it anymore. Instead, he took out a pitch-black big bow, which was the human king bow that Yang Fan took out at the risk of death in the Dragon Palace of the South China Sea.

In addition to this man's king bow, Yang Fan also had a golden arrow in his hand.

"Divine arrow, divine arrow, this human king bow, are you still satisfied?"

Yang Fan looked at the golden arrow in his hand and asked with a hint of banter.

I saw that the golden arrow trembled all over. released a very excited message, as if a child had gotten the toy he wanted the most, so that Yang Fan couldn't help but be infected.

"It seems that you are very satisfied, and yes, this human king bow is a treasure bow that existed in ancient times, and it is naturally worthy of your magic arrow. ”

said. Yang Fan raised the bow of the king of people, put the arrow on the bow, buckled the bowstring, and pulled it up. Pointing directly at the meteorite stele.

The human king's bow was half opened in an instant, although it was not fully opened, but it contained a fierce aura. But it makes people feel like they are ruined.

And this time, the human king bow did not tremble, and there was no aura surging. It seems to be because there are already arrows on it.

"It seems that this human king bow is the same as the snow jade bow, when it is pulled to a certain extent, it will urge a certain formation on the bow and condense powerful qi arrows, but once there are arrows on the bowstring, there will be no such reaction. ”

Yang Fan, who had used the Snow Jade Bow, quickly figured out the reason, which also made him have a deeper expectation that he would completely pull the Human King Bow apart.

"If you do it with all your might, I'm afraid you can barely do it. ”

Thinking of what he got in Penglai Immortal Island and the last blood pool, Yang Fan smiled slightly, but this is his biggest secret weapon now, and Yang Fan does not plan to use it at this time.

Instead, Yang Fan spoke to the Meteorite Immortal Stele: "What, do you think that my arrow can't break your billion-year-old stele?"

After waiting for a while, just as Yang Fan was about to pull the bowstring again, the stele finally moved.

"Don't, don't, there's something to say. ”

I saw a white mist gushing out of the stone tablet and turning into the appearance of a white-bearded old man.

"You are the spirit of this stele?"

Yang Fan asked.

The human king bow in his hand did not put it down, still pointing to the meteorite stele.

Although he has forced this stele spirit out, however, Yang Fan did not relax at all, but became more and more cautious, although his strength, as Ao Shuang guessed, has reached the level of the demon king, if he uses all the hole cards, even if it is an ordinary golden immortal, he can fight, but in the face of this meteorite stele that has existed for I don't know how many years, he does not dare to have the slightest carelessness.

After all, in this cultivation realm, there are too many strange things and secret places, although the nascent Demon Martial Immortal Demon Four Realms have intercepted a large amount of the origin qi of the cultivation realm, but some of the things left over from the ancient times have been retained.

Like the human king bow in Yang Fan's hand, the Penglai Immortal Island he entered before gave Yang Fan a big surprise, what kind of means will this stone tablet in front of him that is suspected to be also from the ancient times?

Yang Fan didn't know, so he needed to be more careful.

"Look, you little doll, didn't my old man just ignore you for a while, why do you have to be serious? Why don't you put away the human king treasure in your hand quickly, my old man is not a bad person, let's have a good chat, how about it?"

The white-bearded old man, with a kind face, makes people feel inexplicably convinced.

But Yang Fan didn't buy it, he stared at the white-bearded old man, and asked in a loud voice: "Your origin, tell me first." ”

"Tsk, the way of the world has really changed, little dolls don't know how to respect the old and love the young, yes, don't shoot me first, my old man, this will tell you where I came from. ”

The white-bearded old man, although he was extremely jealous of the human king bow in Yang Fan's hand, but on his face, he didn't show it at all, but played Yang Fan lightly, and vaguely told his origin.

"In the ancient years, it was an era full of legends, all kinds of powerful creatures appeared at this time, the human race at that time, that is, your ancestors, were very weak existences, my master Yushen, is a god who helped you a lot of human race back then, by the way, look at the human king treasure in your hand, that thing is refined with the help of the feather god, so, little doll, you point at me with this human king treasure, but it is not very authentic, if your human king ancestor is alive, he will definitely be angry with you。 ”

The white-bearded old man said slowly.

"You mean to say that you are a creature called the Feather God, a desolate treasure that has been refined?"

Yang Fan raised his eyes and asked.

"Yes, the feather god is good at archery, he is the first god of the ancient wilderness, and even this bow and arrow was created by the feather god, you say, is he powerful?"

The old man said this, his face full of adoration.

"I don't believe it. ”

Hearing this, the white-bearded old man was stunned for a moment, and then said unhappily: "You little doll, how can you not believe it? The old man will pass on a set of basic archery skills to you and let you see it." ”

"What kind of archery? was it created by the feather god?"

Yang Fan continued to ask, and his eyes couldn't help but show a hint of hope.

At the same time, the Heavenly Demon Treasure Wheel in the sea of his consciousness also turned it quietly, turning it slightly, and a strange fluctuation poured out of it, silently.

Seeing that Yang Fan seemed to believe in himself, the white-bearded old man felt very proud inexplicably, only to see him laugh and speak: "This set of archery is called the Absolute Immortal Archery, which is a ...... created by the descendants of the Feather God and the Human Race, according to the inheritance of the Feather God's arrow."

As soon as he said this, the white-bearded old man's mouth was closed, his face suddenly became gloomy, and he looked at Yang Fan: "Are you a demon cultivator?

"Haha, did you miss it? What kind of ancient relic refined by the Feather God, since you recognize that I use the Demon Dao method, the Absolute Immortal Archery Technique was created by the descendants of the Feather God and the Human Race, I'm afraid you're not that old!"

Yang Fan laughed.

The white-bearded old man, but his face was gloomy, he didn't expect that he had lived for tens of thousands of years, and he had actually planted it in the hands of such a small guy in front of him, and besides, this little guy was actually a demon cultivator, it was really embarrassing and embarrassing.

"Don't be complacent, although I lied to you, however, there is one thing I didn't say wrong, I do have immortal archery here, do you want to learn it?"

The white-bearded old man's face changed, and then, his figure changed to the appearance of a middle-aged man, a little more majestic and murderous than the previous kind eyebrows.

"Is this what you are? Let me guess, you should also be a demon cultivator, I don't know, which level of demon is it? Heavenly Demon, Demon Lord or Demon Emperor?"

Yang Fan didn't care about the change in this stele spirit at all, but asked with interest.

The middle-aged man of the stele spirit couldn't help flashing a trace of disdain in his eyes, and looked at Yang Fan: "You don't have to guess, even if you guess again, I won't tell you, and even if you tell you, do you believe it?" Okay, now let's have a deal, you swear, I don't have to deal with me with the treasure of the king in my hand, I will hand over the immortal archery created by the descendants of the Feather God to you, otherwise, then the jade will be burned." ”

"Jade burning?"

Yang Fan seemed to be smiling.

"Of course, you think that you can kill me with the treasure of the king of men, and I have no way to take you? I am the spirit of the stele sealed in this stele by the Almighty, you can indeed shoot this stele and cause me to lose my life, but I will not die immediately, but because I have lost the shackles of this stele, I can exert more than eighty percent of my strength, and when the time comes, killing you is like killing a dog and slaughtering a chicken, understand?"

When Yang Fan heard this, he groaned.

I have to say that he believed this a little, and judging from the performance of this middle-aged stele spirit, this person, before he was sealed into a machine spirit, was at least a powerhouse at the level of Demon Venerable.

Such a strong person is not something that he can deal with.

Unless, this Demon Venerable voluntarily enters his own sea of consciousness, where his own god and demon pillar can kill a strong person at the level of Demon Venerable, of course, it can only be a weak Demon Venerable strong person like the one in front of him.

Thinking of this, Yang Fan's eyes flashed slightly, and he seemed to have a plan. (To be continued......)