A wind blew, and Jiang Feng stood in the wind. The raging wind blew his sleeves into the wind, contrasting with the black hair draped behind him. His back was straight, like a sharp sword unsheathed, and he looked extraordinary.

In his hand, he held a fiery red longbow, which was the Dragon Thunder Bow he had obtained. At this time, Jiang Feng closed his eyes slightly, and the dark light in the sea slowly lit up.

This time, he didn't urge the "Beast Spirit Demon Codex" exercises, and began to run the ancient method with all his might. He separated a piece of soul power and injected it into the fiery red longbow, and the longbow hummed, and the whole body was red, which was very gorgeous.

Jiang Feng suddenly said with joy in his heart: My guess is really right, this dragon thunder bow can only be driven by soul power, no wonder others can't pull this bow at all.

After Jiang Feng had experienced everything inside the Dragon Thunder Bow, he had already guessed that the middle-aged man in white who was refining this bow was using soul power. That's why he dared to boldly use his soul power to awaken the Dragon Thunder Bow this time.

Looking at the brilliance on the Dragon Thunder Bow, the Fang family elder who was standing on the side was suddenly dumbfounded. When Jiang Feng was unconscious, they tried all the methods, but they couldn't study the slightest use of this bow. Even if he injected his own origin spiritual power, there was not the slightest fluctuation. And Jiang Feng in front of him, how did he do it?

At this moment, Jiang Feng naturally didn't know what the Fang family elder beside him was thinking, because all his attention had been placed on this bow.

Looking at the appearance just now, this dragon thunder bow should already recognize me as the master. But now I only have a bow, where is the arrow? A bow without arrows is not a wasted bow?

He carefully recalled the scene when the middle-aged man was refining the Dragon Thunder Bow, he thought about it, recalled all the scenes, and didn't find his action of refining the magic arrow, could it be ......

Jiang Feng suddenly had an inspiration, and he hurriedly closed his eyes again, and the ghost light in the sea was even stronger. He held the bow in his left hand and pinched the trick in his right hand, and began to meditate continuously. And the object of his meditation was a magic arrow that had been imagined in the depths of his consciousness.

As he meditated, he began to drive the aura of the earth around him with his soul power. According to the illusion in the depths of his consciousness, he traced the appearance of the divine arrow.

With a bang, a glittering divine arrow appeared within his consciousness as if it had descended from nine, revealing a complete prototype.

Right now, Jiang Feng let out a loud shout, with the Dragon Thunder Bow as the center, as if it had turned into a huge whirlpool, and the powerful earth aura began to frantically converge towards the bowstring of the Dragon Thunder Bow, that is, the place where the dragon tendons were.

Jiang Feng reached out with his right hand, grabbed the center of the bowstring, and began to pull it backwards. A shocking scene happened, the bowstring that no one could shake, at this moment, was pulled away by Jiang Feng with great difficulty, although the bowstring only moved a little distance, but it did move.

Immediately after that, everyone was even more surprised, on the Dragon Thunder Bow, countless points of light began to gather, and in the blink of an eye, a divine arrow that came out according to Jiang Feng's illusion just now, flashing with dazzling brilliance, appeared in front of Zhong Rao's eyes. What made everyone even more shocked was that on top of this magic arrow, there was a red divine thunder entangled, and a fire burst out.

Looking at everything in front of him, Jiang Feng's heart was completely shocked:

The middle-aged man once wanted to let his dragon brother be entangled with Lei Dengsheng for the rest of his life, and it seems that what he said is true.

The red dragon was killed by the Nine Divine Thunder during his lifetime, and after his death, he turned into the Dragon Thunder Divine Bow, and he was able to control the thunder and lightning, which was really a great irony, Jiang Feng couldn't help but feel angry and adored the middle-aged man.

At this moment, he suddenly let go of his hand, and the divine arrow surrounded by red thunder shot out like lightning.

With a "boom", the divine arrow shot into the huge mountain in the distance, and suddenly the boulder rolled down, and the mountain shook, and the power was extremely amazing.

Jiang Feng looked at this arrow blankly, even he couldn't believe that it had such a great power: using the dragon as the bow bone and the earth aura as the divine arrow, it was really a big deal. In his mind, he couldn't help but think of the scene of the middle-aged man looking up and roaring, which made him admire it very much.

He didn't expect that his attempt really made him hit the right one, but he didn't expect that this dragon thunder bow really had to be driven by soul power, no wonder the old man surnamed Zhang was willing to give him to me, it turned out that he was a waste in his hands.

The elders of the Fang family seemed to be stupid. They didn't expect Jiang Feng to really pull out the dragon thunder bow that they regarded as waste, and the arrow that was shot was so terrifying. Elder Francis, gasping and saying, "If I suffer that blow, I'm afraid I'll have to shed my skin if I don't die."

At the same time, somewhere in the incarnation of the white lotus in Dongli Mountain, a dying gray-robed old man, like a ghost, shuttled back and forth, and suddenly he stood straight, opened his eyes suddenly, and said with a look of ecstasy:

"It's been hundreds of years, hundreds of years, and finally someone has pulled the Dragon Thunder Bow. Ha ha...... Live up to me, live up to me!"

The gray-clothed old man roared as if he were crazy.

In front of the Black Cloud Cave, Jiang Feng held the Dragon Thunder Bow in his hand tightly, he didn't expect that this arrow would be as powerful as it, and he didn't expect that the way he used the Dragon Thunder Bow just now would make him right.

Just when Jiang Feng was ecstatic about the blow just now, an indescribable pain suddenly came from his sea of consciousness. He fell to his knees, tossed the bow aside, and roared wildly with his head in his hands.

Ahh

Pain, pain, endless pain...... His head felt as if someone had split it, and he didn't feel anything but pain.

"Kaede, what's wrong with you?"

Elder Fang Qingyuan hurriedly went over and held down his body, but Jiang Feng, who was in severe pain, had already begun to lose his consciousness in pain, even if Fang Qingyuan was already a cultivator in the middle stage of the Enlightened Spirit Realm, he couldn't control him.

"Come here, help me hold him down, if he goes on like this, he'll go mad." ”

When the other three elders heard this, they hurriedly ran over and helped them control Jiang Feng's body. Even though his limbs were held down, Jiang Feng was still twisting his body frantically in pain.

Several elders were completely stunned now, and they didn't know what was going on with Jiang Feng at all. And the real reason, I'm afraid only Jiang Feng himself knows:

It was only because the arrow of the Dragon Thunder Bow just now completely consumed his soul power that it would lead to such a result. Even if the four elders started to supply him with spiritual power in a steady stream now, it would be useless, because he was consuming soul power.

But at this moment, on the hill in the distance, a heart-palpitating howl suddenly came out

The elders looked for their voices, and saw a snow-white silver wolf coming out of the hillside, with a sharp horn on its head, and the brilliance flowed.

Its eyes, now narrowed into a slit, carefully examining the four people in the valley. It's as if judging something.

After a while, it seemed to finally make up its mind, bared its sharp fangs, and let out a long roar:

Whew—

After seeing this silver wolf and hearing his howl, Fang Qingyuan couldn't help but shudder and secretly screamed:

"It's not a good thing, it's a demonic wolf. ”

After the silver wolf howled, with the five of them as the center, dozens of gray demon wind wolves quietly appeared around, instantly surrounding them. They are like the Grim Reaper who harvests human lives in the dark night, and they come up like a tide.

As soon as the four elders looked up, they couldn't help but shudder, and said in their hearts:

We...... It's completely over!