Chapter 1146 South China Pen

At this moment, with the intrusion of the 31 immortal-level strongmen, the 17 halls of Yanluo suddenly made a shocking roar. The magic was magnificent and tyrannical, and there were even the sound of shouting and shouting. However, the sound of shouting actually contained a strong sense of panic and pain.

"What on earth is there in the seventeen halls of hell that makes the strong people at the level of immortals shout so miserably?"

Hearing the cry of pain, the faces of many immortals who wanted to break in changed repeatedly, and then many people stopped their pace and did not break in.

Gao Feng originally wanted to break into it, but when he heard the sad and strange scream, he frowned slightly and meditated, and temporarily chose to be silent.

"Rumble..."

The roar of the Yanluo Hall is shocking, especially the Yanluo Hall, which looks like a beast's head, is full of thick cracks, spreading at will, and there is a feeling that the porcelain wants to be fragmented. In this fragile palace, Gao Feng clearly heard a low voice, "The world is public. What is the biggest thing between heaven and earth?" The reason is the greatest! Evil barrier, you can't confuse my heart with the magic of illusion. With thousands of sages, I want to open the blue sky now!"

The rumble.....

Almost with this sound of anger, the huge Yanluo Hall that supported the sky actually made a human-like howl, and a black and fishy blood flowed out of the cracked wall, and then collapsed and turned into an invincible storm all over the fields.

Seventeen Yanluo halls are like holding the sky. At this moment, one of them has been smashed and turned into a vast magic spirit.

This storm was full of extreme tyrannical magic, everywhere, and then a 10,000-meter-high Shura appeared, with white tusks and scarlet eyes looking at the crowd, which suddenly made people want to fall into the sea of blood, and there was a sense of breathless suffocation.

Only those eyes reveal the strength of this Shura. It is definitely the kind of invincible Shura king comparable to the later stage of the immortal. Hundreds of millions of Shura fighting may produce the king, the real king of battle. His appearance is not much different from that of ordinary Shura, but the breath emanating all over his body is thrilling and frightening.

At this time, an old man in Confucian clothes was confronting him, but his eyes were full of vigilance and surprise. It was the spring and autumn that Gao Feng accidentally encountered.

Chunqiuzi's face was very ugly at this time. The Confucian clothes burst into a huge gap, and he was unkempt. Obviously, he suffered a dull loss. However, there is a shocking murderous intention in his eyes at this moment. He is no longer the Confucian and Taoist sage who taught the devil, but incarnates into a demon god.

This king of Shura is obviously the owner of the Yanluo Hall. At this moment, he has a huge nine-ring golden knife dripping blood in his palm. His bloody teeth are constantly chewing, and scarlet blood keeps flowing out. With the horrible appearance, it is extremely frightening.

"Just now, a total of three immortal-level strongmen broke into the Yanluo Hall, and now there is only one person left, and the other two have been killed!"

I don't know which strong man suddenly exclaimed, and suddenly caused a lot of noise, and everyone was shocked. The strong immortal, any one can run rampant in the fairyland. Even if there is a difference between strong and weak, it is difficult to fall. Unexpectedly, a short short shot was killed by this Shura king.

And for the panic of everyone, King Shura's eyes were also flashing at this time, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"This senior, are you the predecessor of Confucian sage Chunqiuzi? I don't know what happened in the Shura Hall just now. How did two strong men fall in a row?"

"Senior Chunqiuzi, you are really the strongest in the world. One person's power is to smash the horrible Shura Hall. I don't know what you have encountered in it?"

Many immortals who have been worried have opened their mouths one by one, obviously wanting to get the answer they want from Chunqiuzi. However, Chunqiuzi paid no attention to the inquiries of these people. He just stared at the king of Shura in front of him coldly, and the two fell into a state of confrontation.

The rumble....

At the same time, the remaining 16 Yanluo Halls also made a huge roar, and there was a faint cry of sadness and pain, which was frightening.

"What terrible thing happened in the Yanluo Hall actually made the predecessors of Chunqiuzi suffer, and it seems that many fairy friends are in danger..."

"We'd better not break into it for the time being..."

More than 100 immortal-level strongmen communicate with each other, and many good friends automatically gather together. Perhaps this can make everyone feel much safer. Gao Feng is also very confused, but although his strength has soared now, he is more and more careful and is still watching.

In the time of a cup of tea, there was no strange sound in many Yanluo Halls, and there were also three explosions that became more and more violent, and there was a continuous sound, which seemed to be almost on the verge of collapse.

At this time, Chunqiuzi, who had been facing each other, flashed a cold light in his eyes, and his dignified hands stretched forward. Suddenly, a very simple and ordinary wooden brush appeared, with long hair, straight pen pole and elegant pen front, but it seemed a little different.

The precious right hand gently stroked the brush, and the color of remembrance appeared on Chunqiuzi's face, and then it changed again and turned into a piece of perseverance.

"Sirty, I will consume some longevity today, so that you can see the supreme road of my Confucianism. It's magnificent! Master, disciple Chunqiuzi will use the power of South China's pen to kill demons today!" The face was solemn, and the powerful voice of the spring and autumn echoed in the void.

Although everyone doesn't know what the South China Pen is, when they see that Chunqiuzi is so precious, their eyes lit up and they hurriedly held their breath.

As soon as he finished saying this sentence, Chunqiuzi suddenly picked up the wooden brush with his right hand, and suddenly exuded a destructive breath all over his body, and a large mouthful of blood suddenly gushed on it.

Hung...

This big mouth of blood spewed out, and the pure Confucian power was instantly integrated into the brush. Suddenly, the brush was also brilliant, emitting the color of blue gold, and there were white fairy feathers flying, and the scene was very beautiful and magnificent.

These are not the most important, because at the moment when Chunqiuzi untied the seal on the brush, the South China pen suddenly drew an arc containing the mystery of heaven and earth as if it had a soul. This arc is deep, mysterious and unpredictable, which makes everyone who sees it shocked, but their views are different. For example, this casual stroke already contains endless Tao in it.

With the drawing of the first stroke, Chun Qiuzi's hand was grasped by an invisible hand to write the most dignified text in the world. In a moment, a dragon and snake wandering text was written, kill!

"Rumble..."

As soon as this word came out, there was a great slaughter, great destruction, and a turbulent and boundless breath surged, making it difficult to breathe, and the whole body was creepy, as if the soul was immediately scattered by an artifact.

At the moment when he felt the birth of the Zhu character, the face of King Shura suddenly changed greatly, and there was no more ferocity just now, but it was firmly locked by the strange air machine emitted by the South China pen, and there was no possibility of retreating and escaping.

"Go!"

Holding a South China pen, the big sleeves of Chunqiuzi fluttered, and once again turned into a sage who taught all sentient beings. He shouted in a low voice, showing a strong majesty on his face.

"Sneer!"

With the sound of his voice, the Zhu character born out of thin air suddenly bloomed into a vast and powerful force, and then it was like a sun emitting infinite heat, and bombarded into the body of King Shura.

"Ah! I'm not reconciled! King Nose, help me!" King Shura roared like a trapped beast.

King Shura is very strong, comparable to the strong man in the later period of Xianzun, and even his real fighting ability is even better. However, the move contained in this South China pen is very powerful, and I don't know who left it behind. Even if Gao Feng has an artifact trapped chain, he has a strong fear.

However, it's a little too late to call for help at this moment. I don't know when the word "Zhu" will come!

"Peng!"

As soon as the word Zhu entered the body of King Shura, it triggered a shocking explosion. It can be said that the King of Shura was a fighting saint, but in the end, he was the way of Chunqiu, and his body was destroyed. However, the strange thing is that the body of King Shura's explosive body did not appear, but there was a strong and extremely magical spirit, and then quickly integrated into the whirlpool near him.