Ling tripod

Then the ten spirits of pen rays merged into the bodies of the guardian spirits, and the bodies of the ten guardian spirits all trembled violently.

Then, each flew towards the horizon!

"Bang bang bang!"

The next moment, all ten guardian spirits exploded.

Meng Junhe also killed all 100,000 guardian spirits, but he did not go to the exit.

Instead, he looked at Chu Yan and said, "You didn't take the opportunity to leave just now, and I won't either. Now, you and I will have the last battle. The winner can leave and win this bet!"

Meng Junhe was pale at this moment. More than a hundred days of continuous fighting had consumed him greatly.

At this moment, after the recovery of the green flame of the living being and the elixir, Chu Yan had returned to his peak state.

However, the most important thing was that many of Chu Yan's treasures were seriously damaged.

Chu Yan's own cultivation is far inferior to Meng Junhe's. In the past few days, he has mostly relied on the wine gourd, the Broken Cang Sword, and the magic flag. All three treasures have been severely damaged. Although they have not been damaged at all, they can be completely repaired after sacrifice, but they are now useless.

On the other hand, Meng Junhe.

Five of the six spiritual pens in his hand are now damaged, but one of them has not been used yet.

It is the one-word pen.

"Your own cultivation is insufficient, and you mostly rely on treasures. Now, all the treasures are damaged, and you are doomed to fail!"

Meng Junhe looked at Chu Yan and said indifferently, and picked up the one-word pen!

"The treasures are all damaged, but not all of them!"

Chu Yan said indifferently, and a light flashed in his hand, and a pen also appeared.

The body of this pen is densely covered with magic patterns, with an ancient seven-character word!

It is Meng Junhe's seven-character pen!

"You don't have a scroll to carry the contents. You don't understand Confucianism. Even if you refine my spirit pen, you can't use it. Let's see how I can defeat you today!"

After the words fell, Meng Junhe immediately wrote on the scroll in front of him with a pen in his hand!

One word!

Confucianism!

As soon as this word came out, the boundless and violent aura of righteousness gathered.

The word "Confucianism" with a terrifying momentum floated out from the scroll!

Then, a shadow of an old man in green emerged from it.

The old man's appearance could not be seen clearly, and there was not even a trace of killing on the illusory shadow.

But it gave people an extremely huge pressure.

Chu Yan stabilized the demon in his heart, so that at this moment, his soul was not affected.

"Without a scroll to carry the contents, my blood can be used as a carrier!"

Chu Yan opened his mouth, and a drop of blood flew out from his fingertips.

In this blood, black silk was densely covered, and the demonic aura was awe-inspiring. It was Chu Yan's pure demonic blood.

Then, the blood unfolded and turned into a blood-colored scroll full of magic patterns in front of Chu Yan.

Meng Junhe saw this and his face changed!

"I don't understand Confucianism, I don't understand the player's method, but I do understand, magic!"

As he spoke, Chu Yan suddenly took a step forward, his aura was strong, and the seven-character pen in his hand directly touched the unfolded blood-colored scroll.

"Magic!"

As soon as the word magic came out, Chu Yan's aura changed greatly.

At this moment, it was not just the Destruction Demon and the Time Demon, but two kinds of magic erupted together!

At this moment, Chu Yan's whole appearance changed drastically, his pupils turned gray and black, and gray and black magic patterns appeared on his body. At the same time, his long hair turned into a mixture of black and white!

The magic pattern merged between his eyebrows, and for the first time, it was completely divided into two!

On the magic word in the scroll, the two kinds of magic energy, time and destruction, had already risen violently.

"Magic!"

Chu Yan took another step forward and wrote the second magic word.

Chu Yan's momentum was shaken for a moment, and there were some changes on the word "demon", as if an unprecedented aura was condensing!

"Not good, we can't let his momentum increase again! A stroke of immortal text, the great way of Confucianism!"

Meng Junhe spoke, and suddenly pointed the pen in his hand.

Immediately, the shadow of the old man in green in front of him waved his hand, and a scroll appeared in his hand. Then, an ancient voice came out of his mouth:

"Confucianism!"

As soon as these words came out, countless ancient characters condensed with great aura rushed out of the scroll!

Finally, these boundless characters condensed into an extremely huge "Confucianism" character in the sky!

"The word "Confucianism" is a sure kill!"

Meng Junhe spoke!

The extremely huge shadow of the word "Confucianism" rushed towards Chu Yan!

Behind the word "Confucianism", countless shadows of Confucian practitioners emerged. They all held scrolls in their hands and recited in their mouths, turning into a torrent of Confucianism surrounding the huge shadow of the word "Confucianism".

Demon! Demon! Demon! Demon! Demon!

At this moment, Chu Yan took five steps in succession, and at the same time, five strokes fell!

At this moment, the magic flames around him ignited, and his momentum reached the extreme!

The seven magic characters instantly flew out from the blood-colored scroll unfolded in front of him!

The seven magic characters gathered in front of him!

Under the gathering of boundless magic energy, it turned into a huge demon shadow!

This demon shadow was very illusory, and its appearance was also unclear!

But the aura exuded from its body was no worse than the phantom of the old man in green!

"This is..."

Meng Junhe's face changed. He couldn't imagine how his spiritual pen could show such power in Chu Yan's hands.

Haoling Seven Immortal Pens were not refined by Meng Junhe himself, but came from inheritance.

Usually, when the seven pens are used, the one-word pen is the most powerful, but there has been a legend about these seven pens.

That is the seventh pen, which has a mystery. Once this mystery is solved, the power of the seven-character pen will be brought to its extreme.

"Could it be that the seven-character pen originally came from the lineage of demon cultivators?"

The light in Meng Junhe's eyes changed.

"Demon!"

At this moment, the illusory demon shadow uttered a word.

Then, under the gathering of boundless demonic energy, an extremely huge "demon" word emerged from the sky.

At the same time, countless demon cultivators appeared behind the huge "demon" word. These demon cultivators were surrounded by demonic energy, and they were roaring in their mouths, with a surging fighting spirit!

Surrounded by this boundless fighting spirit and demonic energy, the momentum of the "demon" word was extremely terrifying.

"Confucianism!"

"Demon!"

The two spoke again at the same time!

"Boom!"

The huge demon word and the Confucian word collided at the same time!

An extremely terrifying wave of spiritual power blasted away!

Chu Yan's figure flashed, and with the help of the amplification brought by the seven magic characters written by the seven-character pen, the momentum of the Seven Steps to Heaven reached an unprecedented height!

At this moment, the eighth step was suddenly stepped out!

Under this step, even if the space in the ancient god space was solid, there were ripples of air waves.

If it is ultimately a physical cultivation skill, this Eight Steps to Heaven belongs to the level of physical cultivation, because it does not require the use of magic energy!

Moreover, Chu Yan's physical body has already reached the level of thunder tribulation.

At this moment, the Eight Steps to Heaven, which was amplified to the extreme by the seven magic characters in the physical body of thunder tribulation, was extremely terrifying!

This step appeared directly in front of Meng Junhe!

Meng Junhe was shocked by the terrifying momentum emanating from Chu Yan's body at this moment!

"Pen Mang Spirit! Transform!"

Meng Junhe has accumulated the power of thirteen pen mangs for many years. At this moment, he gritted his teeth and released another pen mang spirit.

This pen mang spirit immediately transformed into a green shield, blocking Meng Junhe in front of him the moment Chu Yan came to kill!

"Break!"

At this moment, Chu Yan roared and performed the Beast Transformation. His right arm instantly turned into the arm of a giant ape. The destructive magic energy was added to his fist, and this punch was blasted out with an extremely violent aura.

"Boom!"

The shield was transformed by the spirit of the pen, which was comparable to the late stage of thunder tribulation. However, Chu Yan's attack had already reached its peak power. It could be said to be the strongest attack of his current cultivation. This punch hit it, and spider-web-like cracks spread rapidly on the shield transformed by the spirit of the pen.

Then, it collapsed.

This punch hit Meng Junhe's chest!

"Puff!"

Meng Junhe spurted out a mouthful of blood!

"Puff!"

But Chu Yan felt that his fist encountered an extremely huge recoil force, and the whole person couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of reverse blood.

Retreat dozens of feet!

Looking again, Meng Junhe's clothes were torn on his chest, revealing a bronze heart-protecting mirror!

Just now, this fierce punch only injured Meng Junhe through the mirror, but the mirror was not damaged at all.

Chu Yan saw the situation, and did not stop at all. His figure flashed and flew directly to the exit a thousand feet away.

"Don't run!"

Meng Junhe saw the situation and followed him at a high speed.

One thousand feet!

Nine hundred feet!

Eight hundred feet!

...

One hundred feet!

Chu Yan's speed has reached an unprecedented extreme, extremely fast!

Later, Meng Junhe first killed ten guardian spirits and consumed a lot of energy. Just now, he was hit hard by Chu Yan and was seriously injured. Even though his cultivation was higher than Chu Yan, he was not as fast as Chu Yan at this moment, and it was difficult to chase him.

"One word pen!"

Meng Junhe saw the situation and waved his hand at the same time. The one word pen directly turned into an extremely huge one and pointed at the back of Chu Yan.

Meng Junhe did not want to kill Chu Yan, but this pen would definitely seriously injure Chu Yan, and he would be the final winner.

The speed of this brush was very fast. Meng Junhe expected that Chu Yan would not be able to use the Seven-Character Brush as smoothly as he did, and he would not be able to block it in time. His other treasures were already useless.

"Demon Stone!"

At this moment, Chu Yan felt the terrifying aura behind him. He opened his mouth and the Demon Stone flew out, directly transforming into a black mountain with green lines, blocking behind him!

"This thing is not a thunder treasure, but it also wants to block my One-Character Brush..."

Meng Junhe sneered, but the next moment, the look in his eyes suddenly changed...

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