673: C673 The Immortal Art Reappeared!

C673 The Immortal Art Reappeared!

The basement of the villa, dark and cold, two miserable, unkempt figures imprisoned inside, unable to see the light of day.

"Meng Ran! I must kill you! I must!"

Lai En was like a wounded beast, roaring madly.

The handsome young master of Western Europe had dried up the blood on his blond hair. He was covered in dust. One of his arms had been cut off by Meng Ran, and half of his bones had been broken by Meng Ran. He was in an extremely miserable state right now.

Ever since he was imprisoned in the basement by Meng Ran, he had been roaring day and night, and his voice had become hoarse.

"Brother Lai En, stop shouting. The boss will definitely send someone to save us."

Compared to Lai En, the fire controller who had once dominated the Eurasia seemed much calmer. However, when he said those words, his eyes revealed a monstrous hatred.

His yellow teeth made cracking sounds as he gritted his teeth. His old face was hideous and terrifying, and he wished he could bite Meng Ran to death with a single bite.

"When the time comes, I will burn this Little Bastard's entire body into charcoal..."

Before Zamas finished his words, he heard the door of the basement being pushed open. He heard a sarcastic voice.

"Looks like you won't have the chance."

Meng Ran clenched his fist. Zamas, who was leaning against the wall, was sucked into Meng Ran's palm through the air.

"Bastard! What are you doing!? Let go of me!" Zamas felt a chill in his heart when he saw Meng Ran's cold expression. He used all his strength to struggle.

However, no matter how hard he struggled, he was unable to escape from Meng Ran's fair palm.

"Meng Ran! I will kill you!"

Lai En's voice was hoarse. He struggled to get up from the ground, but was slapped away by Meng Ran and smashed into the wall.

"So noisy."

With a loud bang, the iron door was tightly shut. Meng Ran carried Zamas and jumped onto the roof of the villa.

"What are you going to do to me?!"

Zamas was completely panicked, because he felt that Meng Ran was looking at him as if he was not looking at a person, but more like he was looking at a treasure!

"Mid grade Fire Spirit Root, the power of fire attribute should have reached the Late Foundation Stage. If I can devour all of your cultivation level, even if I can't break through to the Partial Essence Stage, I will only be one step away."

Meng Ran, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, looked at Zamas, who was trembling in fear. A satisfied smile appeared on his handsome face.

Zamas felt goosebumps all over his body when Meng Ran stared at him. He felt that Meng Ran's smile was even scarier than the devil's. He said in an even more frightened tone. "Devour my cultivation level!? You..."

Without waiting for Zamas to finish his words, Meng Ran unleashed a bright blue light and sealed Zamas in ice. In an instant, Zamas turned into a lifelike ice sculpture.

At this moment, Meng Ran's Foundation Stage Peak magic strength was fully activated. A dazzling green light appeared, and Meng Ran's hair was growing at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, it had reached his shoulders.

Within the myriad of green lights, White-clothed Youth, whose body was glowing with green light, had actually returned to his true form. He was as handsome as a demon!

"Hmph!"

Meng Ran pointed his sword and drew a line. A drop of Blood Bead shot from his fingertip into the Spell Formation that he had refined earlier. The entire Delicate East Residence Villa was instantly filled with a pungent smell of blood.

One after another, blood-red rays of light seemed to transform into silk ribbons that pressed down on Meng Ran's body.

"Rise!"

He pointed his sword finger again, and the True Dragon Folded Fan appeared from time to time. It leapt into the air, and actually floated three feet above Meng Ran's head. It slowly floated up and down, and sprinkled down a golden glow. A mysterious force once again pressed down on Meng Ran's body!2

"With these two forces suppressing my physical body, the success rate should be increased to thirty percent!"

Meng Ran's gaze became stern. He poured the three Snow Melting Pill into his mouth. After that, he pressed his ten fingers against each other, and formed a complicated and dazzling seal.

After a full ten minutes, he suddenly heard a low and muffled shout.

"Ten Thousand Convert Holy Formula, appear!"

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