Chapter 458 Magic Pen Dream

Xiao Cangfeng's face was full of pain, and the face that appeared in the madness appeared from time to time, and the black gas on it was faint. Obviously, he was enduring great pain. It's not that simple to control a magic weapon. If you are not careful, you will be eroded by it. Even if you can suppress it, you will become confused and your temperament will change greatly because of the immersion in magic. The current Xiao Cangfeng is an obvious example. He, who is struggling to compete with the magic to control the mind, can no longer pay attention to Gan Ping's behavior, and can only let Gan Ping wave the magic blood knife fiercely.

This knife is like thunder outside the sky, like the rage of the gods, with the momentum of nine days of wind and thunder, sweeping towards the eyebrows of the smiling wind. When everyone saw this scene, they couldn't help sighing slightly. Poor Xiao Cangfeng's decision came to such an end, but the leaders of the major sects obviously relaxed and breathed a long sigh of relief. Only the angry real face sinks like water. Such a brother reading the wall, no matter who loses and who wins, it is inevitably a big loss for Miao Chengzong.

"Ah..." The painful roar of the laughing wind sounded, bringing up the wind surging in the whole Yuan Shenyu, like a ghost crying and howling. The endless wind wrapped around Gan Ping's body and bound him tightly. This is my world, my world. Even if I feel uncomfortable, it's not something you can resist. This is the law!" There was a sense of pain in the voice. The smiling eyes suddenly opened, and the bottom of the eyes were cold, not like strangers.

Obviously, he has temporarily suppressed the spirit of the magic weapon, but suffering from the resistance of this spirit, there is no way to take action against Gan Ping. He is right. In this Yuan Divine Realm, it is the world of the performer. In this world, he is the god and the sky. Even if there is a little episode just now, the ending will not change.

With the fall of his words, a huge palm suddenly appeared on the top of his tightly bound Gan Ping's head. The palm was cyan and transparent, which was obviously condensed with great mana and wind all over the sky. Boom! The huge palm was slapped viciously, and Gan Ping, who was bound to death, was immediately like a broken kite. He was viciously slapped to the ground and deeply smashed a big hole.

It is undeniable that in this Yuan divine realm, Xiao Cangfeng, whether it is powerful or Zhenyuan, is much stronger than before. This is also because the magic weapon has contained part of his Zhenyuan. Otherwise, Gan Ping may really have no way to compete with it. The name of this Yuanshenyu is really not covered. As soon as the domain comes out, it controls life and death.

A finger came out in a hurry, and thousands of invisible lights immediately locked the smiling wind. It was the supreme formula of pointing to the steel and imprisoning the immortals. Gan Ping also saw a trace of blood on the corners of his mouth. In this Yuan divine realm, he was suppressed by the laughing wind. If he wanted to use Zhenyuan, he had to consume most times more power than usual. Now that he is designated to live in this Xiao Cangfeng, it is Ganping who has done his best.

"Don't resist!" Gan Ping shouted in a low voice and turned into a flying sword. Holding the magic blood knife that day had come to the eyebrows of Xiao Cangfeng. A fierce blood light fell down, and Xiao Cangfeng immediately made a ghost crying and howling, struggling endlessly. With a slight pause in his hand, Gan Ping noticed that the blade in his hand had touched a hard thing, and his heart was slightly clear. It must be the magic weapon hidden in the yuan god of Xiao Cangfeng.

As soon as it was touched, the smiling wind, which was originally bound to death, immediately became crazy. He broke away from the shackles on his body and slapped it with a heavy slap. Poo! A mouthful of blood spewed out, and his fingering of steel had not yet reached the Mahayana. Originally, it was extremely reluctant to imprison the smiling wind, but now he broke away from it, and the anti-eating force immediately hit his mind hard.

At the same time, in the yuan god of the smiling wind, a dark thing flew out in a flash and stabbed into the heart of Gan Ping's eyebrows. As soon as the thing appeared, it immediately stirred up the world. The ghosts who were originally crying and howling met the thing one after another. Several fierce ghosts could not avoid it. They were passed by this thing, and instantly turned into a wisp of smoke and dissipated in the air.

It is a sharp cone-shaped magic weapon that has always been strangely shaped. The sharpness is slightly twisted like an eagle hook. However, the bright blade shuttles through the air, giving people a feeling of constant twisting, which makes people feel that the magic weapon seems to be alive.

"Dream pen!" Xu Xingkong couldn't help shouting. At this time, he could no longer suppress the surprise in his heart and suddenly stood up, and some people in the audience had already recognized this magic treasure. It turned out to be a dream pen, a peerless magic treasure ranked 107th in the demon world.

The demon world is no worse than the human world, and because the environment is difficult and dangerous, all those who can survive in that world are extremely cultivated and fierce. Among them, many of the great capable demon kings are horrible masters who have existed since ancient times. Even Daluo Jinxian dares not provoke them easily. In the demon world, there is a shortage of materials, and there are very few magic treasures. However, none of them can be famous.

Even if the two worlds are not connected to each other, the immortals in this world have learned a lot about the demon world from the secrets handed down from ancient times. This dream pen ranks 107th in the demon world, and he is controlled by a famous demon king in the demon world. This demon world can't connect to the fairy world like the Tianfu mainland, but these big demons have a long life. Therefore, after thousands of years of accumulation, I don't know how many horrible existences there are. It is already amazing that this magic treasure can rank more than 100 among them.

However, at present, although the dream pen is extremely powerful, the bright-eyed person can see that this magic treasure is originally fierce and bluffing, and its origin has been severely damaged. Otherwise, how can the little cultivation of Xiaocangfeng Yuanshen's realm suppress this magic treasure for so long? It has been swallowed by him for so long. The soul has benefited itself.

What shocked everyone was not this world-class magic soldier, but the information revealed by the magic soldier. Looking at this, the magic soldier must have been hit hard and exiled here, so the world-class demon who once took charge of it obviously fell. However, although I know that there is no big enemy, everyone's expression is still heavy. What kind of existence is the monk who can kill this great demon? Why does this broken magic treasure appear in the human world? What does it have to do with this magic disaster? Everyone has a strange feeling in their hearts. Obviously, this great disaster of heaven and earth is extraordinary.

"You dare!" With a fierce shout, it was the empty space to take action on the magic treasure. Obviously, the fight does not need to continue. It is the top priority to take the magic soldier and test the remaining soul mark on it. Maybe you can see something from the top.

This empty space is really worthy of the master who stepped into the Mahayana with half a foot. His body moved forward slightly, which caused a sudden movement of heaven and earth, and the clouds gathered all over the sky and pressed hard towards this square ring. Even if the magic soldier is broken, he dares not be careless. With five fingers, Gan Ping only felt that the whole space in front of him seemed to be frozen. The empty palm unexpectedly broke through the Yuan Shenyu of Xiao Cangfeng and fixed the body of the dream pen.

Is this the power of the Mahayana monk? Gan Ping sweated coldly. Although the object of this empty action was not him, this terrible force still deeply shocked his mind. It's really terrible. Gan Ping has no doubt that if this void is hostile to him, if he really grabs it, he and this void will turn into fragments and dissipate between heaven and earth.

Such power is no longer what the world should have. No wonder this level of monks will avoid the world and prepare for that day's disaster. Such power is simply not tolerated by the world and envied by God. The dream pen is a few feet away from Gan Ping's body, but the sharp breath sweeps endlessly on Gan Ping's face, which makes him more uncomfortable. At present, the world-class magic treasure is buzzing. Obviously, it wants to escape from the control of emptiness and escape from here.

"Do you still want to escape when you get here?" Xu Xingkong snorted coldly, and the dream pen, which had expanded tens of millions of times, immediately moaned under his pinch, instantly turned into the size of a finger, and fell into his palm.

Gan Ping was relieved. Whether it was this dream pen or the emptiness, the oppression of himself was too great, and he was almost going to destroy his mind. He fiddled the dream pen in the palm of his hand, took a meaningful look at Gan Ping, turned around and flew to the high platform of the salute. However, just being glanced at by him, Gan Ping felt as if he had been splashed from the head by cold water, and his whole body was transparent in front of the empty space.

For a long time, Gan Ping has never had such a feeling. Even his uncle, Shou Yin Zhen, has never given himself such a feeling. The empty eyes are like black holes in the ancient universe, insight into the world, devouring everything, and everything seems to be unconcealed in front of it. What kind of skill is this? How can it have such a terrible power?

Before Gan Ping came to his senses, the yuan god of Feng Xingyuan in front of him made a click sound, and it was actually broken inch by inch. This Yuan divine realm of Xiao Cangfeng was originally condensed with the power of this dream pen. Now that this magic treasure has been taken away, even the Yuan Shen with Xiao Cangfeng has been hit hard. This Yuan Shen Realm naturally can't hold on and turned into fragments in everyone's shocked eyes.

Seeing that the Yuan Divine Realm was broken, Xiao Cangfeng stood on the edge of the ring in a daze. Blood flowed from the seven orifices, and the whole person was like dementia. Gan Ping sighed helplessly. After this heavy blow, it was obvious that the cultivation of Xiao Cangfeng had retreated a lot, but it eliminated the hidden danger of dream pen, and he did not know whether it was a blessing or a curse.

"In this game, Miao Chengzong Gan Ping won!"