I just want to play games quietly

Zhou Wenqiang repressed his inner excitement and continued to portray in the blank space of the wheel of destiny. This time, he portrayed Jianwan.

Jianwan is also depicted on the wheel of destiny, and the ancient emperor pattern on the other side has not disappeared. When the Jianwan pattern is completed and Jianwan comes out again, Zhou Wen almost groans happily.

Looking at Jianwan and guhuang, Zhou Wen felt that the goddess of luck had not abandoned him.

"Thank you to the goddess of wealth..." when Zhou Wen was excited, the light and shadow of the ancient emperor suddenly disappeared. It turned out that the pattern of the ancient emperor on the wheel of destiny was disappearing, and it was no longer complete.

Zhou Wen found that even if he didn't fight, the marks on the wheel of fate would disappear quickly.

"If you don't engrave these two words, you can't engrave anything." Zhou Wen has some helplessness. Although he has the possibility to use multiple abilities at the same time, the wheel of destiny itself is too strange, which makes things a little troublesome.

"Is there any way to make the mark permanent?" Zhou Wen thinks that in the future, he should spend some time to study it. Even if he just keeps it for a long time, it will be a huge improvement for him.

In the battle of killing demons and ancient swords, bingnv fights with unknown creatures on the top of the mountain, but Zhou Wen paints and plays at the foot of the mountain.

After a variety of tests, Zhou Wen has clearly known that he can draw all the eight kinds of life souls before, and as long as his own feelings are different, he will draw something different every time.

The deeper Zhou Wen's understanding, the stronger the wheel of destiny pattern, the longer he can stay on it, and the greater his power.

The only thing that Zhou Wen can't draw is the mark that the mystical Sutra should have, because he knows the least about the mystical Sutra. The mystical Sutra doesn't need him to feel it or cultivate it. It will work by itself. As long as its attribute reaches a certain level, it can be promoted directly.

It is clear that it is the basis of Zhou Wen's own Yuanqi formula, but Zhou Wen knows the least about it.

"If one day, I can engrave the marks of the mystical Sutra on the wheel of destiny, will those marks disappear again?" An idea flashed through Zhou Wen's mind.

There is no answer, but Zhou Wen has a direction to make himself stronger. The deeper he understands Yuanqi Jue, the more lasting his marks on the wheel of destiny will be. Maybe one day when he is strong enough, those marks will exist forever.

After understanding the situation, Zhou Wen put his mind on the battle of jileshan. The magic sword and the ancient sword are still entangled, and there is no difference between them.

However, bingnv on the top of the mountain seems to be falling into the downwind. Zhou Wen turns the wheel of fate, and then depicts kaitianjing, flying to a position closer to the top of the mountain.

Soon, Zhou Wen saw the creature fighting with bingnv. It was also a rat man, but the rat man was more like a man than the previous mice in grey and red.

It is a white suit, with gold glasses on its face and a white hat decorated with black thread on its head. It looks very strange.

"What the hell is this?" Zhou Wen was surprised to see this kind of dimensional creature for the first time.

What's more strange is that the rat man not only has powerful mental skills, but also has extremely strange body method, like smoke and fog. In his hand, he even holds a gun.

It's not an ancient long gun, but a modern hot weapon gun. It's a revolver style, a bit like the Smithsonian 500, but it's bigger and the barrel is thicker. Most parts of the gun are silver white metal, and a few parts have gray patterns, which has an indescribable aesthetic feeling.

Bingnv can resist the mental attack of rat man, but the pistol caused her a lot of trouble.

She seems to be a little afraid of the bullet in the gun, and she doesn't dare to be hit by the bullet. Every time she dodges, she falls behind, and it seems that it's very difficult for her to persist.

Zhou Wen couldn't see what the power of the bullet was. Although he could see the power of fear level, the speed of the bullet was too fast, and his vision still couldn't keep up.

"Bingnu, come back." At the same time, Zhou Wen summoned bajiaoxian out. At the same time, he quickly retreated and directly withdrew from the area of jileshan.

First, the Supreme Kaitian Scripture has disappeared in the wheel of life. Second, the attack of Bajiao fairy is not divided between the enemy and ourselves, and it is also a hindrance to stay there.

Bingnu knew that Bajiao fairy was so powerful that she could not even kill the devil.

The strange mouse didn't know the power of the banana fairy. Looking at a beautiful fairy sitting on the banana leaf, he picked up his mobile phone and fired three shots at the banana fairy.

Banana fairy small mouth a Du, a too overcast wind blew out.

Just like the bullet time in the matrix, the three bullets suddenly slowed down, and Zhou Wen finally saw the shape of the bullets clearly.

The bullet looks like it's made of crystal, but it's a little strange. It's like a little ghost shrinking into a ball. It's very strange.

The three bullets not only slowed down, but even connected to the frost. In the blink of an eye, the three bullets shot back in the wind.

The strange looking mouse was blown out together. Because there was no barrier nearby, the mouse and the bullet were directly rolled out and flew away with the yellow sand all over the sky, and soon disappeared.

"I don't know if the mouse is dead?" Zhou Wenyan looked at the rat was blown no shadow, want to pick up a dimensional crystal or something, do not know where to pick up.

Even if he really died, by the time he got there, maybe the dimensional crystal had been taken away by other creatures.

When!

The ancient sword, which was fighting against the magic sword, suddenly lost its control and fell directly from the air and onto the ground without fear.

"Eh, isn't this sword a dimensional creature?" Zhou Wen suddenly realized that there was something wrong with the ancient sword.

If the ancient sword is a dimensional creature and can fight with the magic sword for such a long time, it's a little scary, but it's acceptable.

But if it was just a blade, driven by the mouse, it would have been able to fight with the magic sword for such a long time, which is a bit unusual. After all, the mouse itself does not seem to be so strong.

When Zhou Wen came to the corner, he carefully looked at the ancient sword that had fallen on the ground. He didn't look at it carefully before. Now when he looked at it carefully, he found that the shape of the sword was really strange.

It looks like it's not gold, not jade, not iron, not steel, and it doesn't seem to have a sword edge. It's like wearing a scabbard, but you can't see the interface of the scabbard. It seems to be an integral whole.

The ancient sword doesn't move on the ground. It's certain that the rat man should have controlled it before. Now I don't know whether the mouse is too far away from it or because the mouse is dead. Anyway, the sword is out of control.

When Zhou Wen looked at the ancient sword carefully, he saw the handwriting on the handle. It seemed that when he saw it, his eyes widened and his pupils contracted like the tip of a needle.