Spiritual Furnace

Then the ten spirits of the pens were integrated into the body of the guardian spirit, and the bodies of the ten guardians were trembled violently.

Then, each moved toward the horizon to fly!

“Hey!”

The next moment, the ten guardian spirits all burst open.

Hundred Thousand guardian spirit, Meng Junhe also killed, but he did not move towards the exit.

Instead, look at Chu Yan and open: “You have no chance to leave, I will not. Now, you and I will come to the final battle, the winner, can leave, win the victory of this game!”

Meng Jun and at the moment, complexion pale, more than a hundred days of continuous battle, so that his consumption is very huge.

At this moment, Chu Yan has returned to the peak state after the restoration of the Green Flame and Medicinal Pill.

However, most of all, Chu Yan’s many treasures are seriously damaged.

Chu Yan’s own cultivation base is much different than Meng Junhe. Over the past few days, most of them rely on the bottle of gourd, the broken sword, the konjac, and the three pieces of treasure. They are all seriously damaged, although they have not hurt the roots. Under refining, it can be completely repaired, but at this time it is unbearable.

On the other hand, Meng Junhe.

In his hand, he has six shots, and now five of them are damaged, but one of them has not been used yet.

It is a pen.

“Your own cultivation base is insufficient, mostly relying on treasure. Now, the treasure is completely damaged, and it has already been defeated!”

Meng Junhe looked at Chu Yan’s whisper and picked up a pen!

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Chu Yan whisper, hands of light flashes, also appeared a pen.

This pen has a magical pattern on it, with a simple seven characters!

It is Meng Qihe’s seven-character pen!

“You don’t have a paper roll, Confucianism, you don’t understand, my spirit pen, you can’t show it even if Refining, see how I win you today!”

When the words fell, Meng Jun and his hand in the hand immediately wrote on the scroll that was unfolded in front of him!

One word!

鍎掞紒

As soon as this word comes out, the boundless violent arrogance is gathered.

I saw the momentum of the terrifying to the extreme ‘Confucian’ word floating out of the scroll!

Then, a Phantom of the Tsing Yi old man emerged from it.

This old man can’t see the appearance, and the illusory shadow doesn’t even have a bit of killing.

But it has given people tremendous pressure.

Chu Yan Stabilizes the magic of the heart, so that the soul is not affected at this moment.

“There is no carrying volume, my blood can be carried!”

Chu Yan opened, a drop of blood essence flew out from the fingertips.

Among the blood, black silk is dense, Devil Qi is stunned, but Chu Yan’s pure devil blood.

Then, the blood unfolded and turned into a bloody scroll full of magic lines in front of Chu Yan.

Meng Junhe sees the situation, complexion changed!

“Confucianism, I don’t understand, I don’t understand the player’s method, but I understand, magic!”

Between the words, Chu Yan took a step, and the whole body was full of momentum, and the seven-character pen in his hand was directly on the unfolding blood scroll.

“magic!”

As soon as a magic word came out, Chu Yan鈥檚 momentum changed dramatically.

This moment is not a kind of magic of destruction and the magic of the years, but two magical simultaneous explosions!

This time, Chu Yan whole human looks like a big change, the pupil is turned into gray and black, the body is above, gray and black, the two colors of magic lines appear, and at the same time a long hair is made for black and white!

Forehead blends magic lines, the first time, the complete one is divided into two!

Above the magic word within the scroll, the years, the destruction, the two Devil Qi have violently risen.

“magic!”

Chu Yan took another step and the second magic word was written.

For a time, Chu Yan was a big shock. On top of the magic word, there have been some changes. If it is an unprecedented aura, it is condensing!

“Not good, can’t let its momentum, improve again! A fairy, Confucian Great Dao!”

Meng Jun and the opening, a pen in his hand suddenly.

Immediately, the old man Phantom in front of him had a big hand and a pair of books in his hand. Immediately, his mouth sounded an ancient sound:

“Confucianism!”

In this case, one out, countless ancient words condensed with awe-inspiring rush out of the book!

In the end, this boundless text, in the sky, condenses into an incomparably huge ‘Confucian’ word!

“Confucianism is a lore!”

Meng Junhe opened!

That huge “Confucian” word Phantom, moved towards Chu Yan hit!

After the Confucianism, there were countless confucian cultivation Phantoms, all of them holding the books in their hands, reading them in their mouths, and turning them into a torrent of Confucianism around the huge Confucian word Phantom.

magic! magic! magic! magic! magic!

At this moment, Chu Yan stepped out in five steps, while the five strokes fell!

At this moment, its body Devil Flame ignited and the momentum reached peak!

The seven magic characters instantly flew out of the blood scroll that was unfolding in front of them!

Seven magic characters, gathered in front of them!

Under the convergence of the infinite Devil Qi, it turned out to be a huge spectre!

This spectre is very illusory, and its appearance is also unclear!

But in the body, the aura emitted, compared to the Tsing Yi old man Phantom, is not bad!

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Meng Jun and complexity changed, he couldn’t imagine how his own pen would show such power in the hands of Chu Yan.

Hao Ling Qi Xian pen, not Meng Jun and his own refinement, but from the inheritance.

Usually, the seven-shot pen is displayed, and the one-word pen is the strongest, but the seven-character pen has been circulating a legend.

That is the seventh pen, with mystery. Once this mystery is solved, the miter of the seven-character will play to peak.

“Why, the seven-character pen, this is from the devil cultivator?”

Meng Jun and the eyes of the light changes in light.

“magic!”

At the moment, the imaginary spectre mouth spit out a word.

Immediately, under the boundless Devil Qi, an incomparably huge ‘magic’ word emerged from the sky.

At the same time, after seeing the huge ‘magic’ word, countless devil cultivator Phantom emerged. These devil cultivators were on the body, Devil Qi lingered, and they were in the mouth, fighting intent!

This boundless intent and the Devil Qi surround, the ‘magic’ word terrifying to the extreme.

“Confucianism!”

“magic!”

Both open again at the same time!

“boom!”

Huge magic and Confucian characters collide at the same time!

An extremely terrifying spiritual force is spreading!

Chu Yan silhouette flashing, with the increase of the seven magic characters written by the seven-character pen, the seven-step momentum reached an unprecedented height!

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

Under this step, even if the space within the ancient god space is firm, there is a ripple of the waves.

This is a step in the sky, if it is the bottom, it belongs to the body cultivator Divine Ability, because it does not need to use Devil Qi!

Also, Chu Yan fleshly body has already reached the Lightning Tribulation level.

At this moment, using the Lightning Tribulation fleshly body to display seven magic characters to the peak of the eight steps, the momentum terrifying to the peak!

This step directly appeared in front of Meng Junhe!

Meng Jun and now are shocked by the terrifying momentum emanating from Chu Yan’s body!

“The spirit of the pen man!!”

Meng Junhe has accumulated a total of thirteen pens and mans for many years. At this moment, the teeth have once again released a pen-like spirit.

This pen-like spirit immediately turned into a blue shield, which was blocked in front of Meng Junhe at the moment Chu Yan was killed!

“broken!”

At this moment, Chu Yan roared, and the beast changed. The right arm instantly turned into the arm of Giant Ape, destroying Devil Qi and blessing on the fist. This fist burst into flames with incomparable violent anger.

“boom!”

The shield is made by the pen-like spirit of the Lightning Tribulation Late Stage, but the Chu Yan hit, the might has reached the peak, which is arguably the strongest hit of the cultivation base. Above the shield of the Mangling Spirit, the cobweb-like cracks spread quickly.

Then, it crashes.

This punch, bombarded in the chest of Meng Junhe!

“puff!”

Meng Jun and a stream of blood spout!

“puff!”

However, Chu Yan felt that there was a huge amount of anti-shock force on the fist. Whole human could not help but spurt out under the pressure.

Go back a few dozen feet!

Look again, Meng Jun and the shirt at the chest are broken, and the bebee visible has a bronze heart guard!

This is such a fierce punch, just across the mirror to hurt Meng Junhe, but this mirror has no half loss.

Chu Yan caught up, did not stop at all, silhouette flashes, directly moved towards the exit of thousands of feet away.

“Have off!”

Meng Junhe sees the situation and the silhouette is keeping up.

One thousand feet!

Nine thousand feet!

Eight thousand feet!

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A thousand feet!

The speed of Chu Yan has climbed to an unprecedented peak, which is extremely fast!

Behind Meng Junhe’s first killing of the ten guardian spirits is not too small, only to be hit by Chu Yan, the injury is not light, even if the cultivation base is higher than Chu Yan, at this moment, it is not as fast as Chu Yan. Chase.

“One pen!”

Meng Junhe sees the situation, while the big hand wave, the word pen, the direct illusion is extremely huge, moved towards Chu Yan behind a point to go.

Meng Junhe is not trying to kill Chu Yan, but this pen will inevitably hurt Chu Yan, and he is the last winner.

This speed is very fast, Meng Junhe expects Chu Yan just a moment ago Refining seven-character pen will definitely not have its own hand, it will not be too late to block, and its other treasures are already incomprehensible.

“The demon stone!”

At this moment, Chu Yan felt behind the terrifying aura, a big mouth, the demon stone is flying out, directly transforming a blue-lined Montenegro, blocked in behind!

“This thing, not Lei Bao, wants to block my pen…”

Meng Jun and mouth corner sneered, but in the next moment, the expression in the eyes suddenly changed…