Chapter 2251
Immediately, the ten spirits of pen light merged into the body of the guardian spirit, and the bodies of the ten guardian spirits trembled violently.
Then, each flew towards the sky!
"Bang bang bang!"
The next moment, all ten guardian spirits burst open.
Meng Junhe also killed all the 100,000 guardian spirits, but he did not head towards the exit.
Instead, he looked at Chu Yan and said, "You didn't take the opportunity to leave, and I won't either. Now, you and I will come to the final battle. The winner, you can leave and win this game!"
At this moment, Meng Junhe was pale, and the continuous battle for more than 100 days had made him very exhausted.
At this moment, after the recovery of the green flames and the medicinal pills, Chu Yan has returned to the peak state.
However, the most important thing is that many treasures of Chu Yan were seriously damaged.
Chu Yan's own cultivation is much different than Meng Junhe. For many days, he has mostly relied on the wine gourd, the Broken Cang sword, the magic flag, and the three treasures, all of which were severely damaged. Below, it can be completely repaired, but it is useless at this time.
On the other hand, Meng Junhe.
Five of the six spiritual pens in his hand are damaged, but one of them has not been used.
Exactly the letter.
"Your own cultivation base is insufficient, and most of you rely on treasures. Now, all the treasures are damaged, and you will be defeated!"
Meng Junhe looked at Chu Yan and said lightly, and picked up a pen!
"Treasures, all damaged, but not all!"
Chu Yan said lightly, a light flashed in his hand, and a pen appeared.
The body of this pen is densely covered with magic patterns, with a simple seven-character!
It is Meng Junhe's seven-character pen!
"You don't have a paper scroll, Confucianism, you don't understand, even if you refine my spirit pen, you can't use it, let's see how I can beat you today!"
As soon as the words fell, Meng Junhe immediately started writing on the scroll unfolded in front of him!
One word!
Confucianism!
As soon as the word came out, the boundless and violent aura gathered together.
I saw the word 'Confucianism' floated out from the scroll with the terrifying imposing manner!
Then, the phantom of an old man in azure clothes emerged from it.
The old man couldn't see his face clearly, and there was not even the slightest killing intent on the illusory shadow.
But unfortunately, it gave people an enormous amount of pressure.
Chu Yan stabilized the demon in his heart, so that at this moment, his soul would not be affected.
"There is no volume of bearing, my blood can be bearing!"
Chu Yan opened his mouth, and a drop of blood essence flew out from his fingertips.
In this blood, the black silk is densely covered, and the devilish energy is awe-inspiring. It is Chu Yan's pure devilish blood.
Then, the blood unfolded and turned into a blood-colored scroll full of magic marks that unfolded in front of Chu Yan.
Meng Junhe's complexion changed when he saw the situation!
"Confucianism, I don't understand, I don't understand the law of players, but I understand, devil!"
Between the words, Chu Yan suddenly took a step, with a big needle all over his body, and the seven-character pen in his hand directly pointed on the unfolded blood-colored scroll.
"magic!"
As soon as a magic word came out, Chu Yan's whole body changed drastically.
At this moment, it is not one of the Demon of Destruction and the Demon of Time, but two kinds of demons erupted together!
This time, Chu Yan's whole body changed greatly, his pupils turned into gray and black, and above his body, gray and black, two-color magic patterns appeared, and at the same time, his long hair turned into black and white mixed colors!
The eyebrows are fused with the magic pattern, the first time, the complete one is divided into two!
Above the magic words in the scroll, years, destruction, two kinds of magic energy have been violently rising.
"magic!"
Chu Yan took another step, and the second magic word was written.
For a while, Chu Yan's momentum was shaken, and there were some changes on the magic word. If it was an unprecedented aura, it was condensing!
"It's not good, I can't let its momentum increase again! A piece of immortal writing, the Tao of Confucianism!"
Meng Junhe opened his mouth, and the pen in his hand suddenly a little.
Immediately, the azure-robed old man in front of him waved his illusory hand, and there was an extra scroll in his hand, and then an ancient voice came out of his mouth:
"Confucianism!"
As soon as these words came out, countless ancient words condensed with aura of arrogance rushed out of the scroll!
In the end, this boundless text condensed into an incomparably huge 'Confucianism' character in the sky!
"Confucian character lore!"
Meng Junhe spoke up!
The incomparably huge 'Confucianism' phantom slammed towards Chu Yan!
After the Confucian characters, countless Confucian phantoms appeared. They were all holding the scrolls in their hands and reciting them in their mouths, turning into a torrent of Confucianism surrounding the huge Confucian phantom.
magic! magic! magic! magic! magic!
And at this moment, Chu Yan stepped out five steps in a row, and five strokes fell at the same time!
At this moment, the magic flames all over his body ignited, and his momentum reached the extreme!
The seven magic words instantly flew out from the blood-colored scroll unfolding in front of him!
Seven magic words, gathered in front of him!
Under the gathering of boundless magical energy, it turned into a huge ghost!
This ghost is very illusory, and its appearance is also unclear!
But the aura emanating from his body is no worse than the phantom of the old man in blue!
"This is……"
Meng Junhe's complexion changed, he dared not imagine how his spiritual pen could show such power in Chu Yan's hands.
The Haoling Seven Immortals Brush was not made by Meng Jun and himself, but came from inheritance.
Usually, the seven-stroke pen is the most powerful, but there is a legend about this seven-stroke pen.
That is the seventh pen, which has a mystery. Once this mystery is solved, the power of the seven-character pen will be brought into full play.
"Could it be that the seven-character pen comes from the lineage of magic cultivators?"
The light in Meng Junhe's eyes changed.
"magic!"
At this moment, the phantom shadow spit out a word.
Immediately, under the gathering of boundless demonic energy, an incomparably huge 'magic' word emerged from the sky.
At the same time, after seeing the huge 'devil' word, countless phantoms of magic cultivators appeared. These magic cultivators were all over their bodies, and their demonic energy was lingering.
Surrounded by this boundless fighting intent and demonic energy, the imposing manner of the word 'magic' was extremely terrifying.
"Confucianism!"
"magic!"
The two spoke at the same time again!
"boom!"
Huge magic characters and Confucian characters collide at the same time!
An incomparably terrifying wave of spiritual energy blasted out!
Chu Yan's figure flickered, and with the help of the increase brought by the seven magic characters written by the seven-character pen, the momentum of the seven steps in the sky reached an unprecedented height!
At this moment, the eighth step, suddenly stepped out!
Under this step, even if the space in the ancient god space is firm, there are ripples of air waves.
These eight steps, in the final analysis, belong to the body cultivation supernatural power, because it does not need to use the magic energy!
Moreover, Chu Yan's body has already reached the level of thunder tribulation.
At this moment, with Lei Jie's fleshly body using the seven magic words to increase to the extreme, the eight-step stepping on the sky is terrifying to the extreme!
This step appeared directly in front of Meng Junhe!
Meng Junhe was shocked by the terrifying aura emanating from Chu Yan's body at this moment!
"The spirit of the pen light! Transform!"
Meng Junhe had accumulated the power of thirteen strokes over the years. At this moment, he gritted his teeth and released a spirit of strokes again.
The spirit of the pen light immediately transformed into a cyan shield, blocking Meng Junhe's body at the moment when Chu Yan came to kill him!
"break!"
At this moment, Chu Yan let out a roar and performed the transformation of a hundred beasts. His right arm instantly turned into the arm of a giant ape, and the demonic energy of destruction was blessed on the fist.
"boom!"
That shield was transformed by the spirit of the pen light that was comparable to the later period of the Thunder Tribulation, but Chu Yan's strike had already reached its ultimate power. On the shield transformed by the spirit of the pen, the cobweb-like cracks spread rapidly.
Immediately, crash.
This punch hit Meng Junhe's chest!
"puff!"
Meng Junhe spurted out a mouthful of blood!
"puff!"
However, Chu Yan felt that there was an incomparably huge counter-shock force above his fist, and the whole person couldn't help spurting out blood in reverse.
Back ten feet!
Looking at it again, Meng Junhe's clothes were shattered on his chest, revealing a bronze heart guard!
The sharp punch just now only injured Meng Junhe through the mirror, but the mirror didn't lose half of it.
Seeing the situation, Chu Yan didn't stop at all, his figure flashed and flew directly towards the exit thousands of feet away.
"Go away!"
Seeing the situation, Meng Junhe quickly followed.
A thousand feet!
Nine hundred feet!
Eight hundred feet!
...
One hundred feet!
Chu Yan's speed has climbed to an unprecedented peak, incomparably fast!
After Meng Junhe first killed the ten guardian spirits, it took a lot of money, and then he was hit by Chu Yan again, and his injuries were not light. Even if his cultivation base was higher than that of Chu Yan, at this moment, his speed was comparable to that of Chu Yan. chase.
"One-word pen!"
When Meng Junhe saw the situation, he waved his hand at the same time, and the pen was directly transformed into an enormous size, moving towards Chu Yan with a single stroke.
Meng Junhe didn't want to kill Chu Yan either, but this stroke would definitely seriously injure Chu Yan, and he was the final winner.
The speed of this stroke is very fast, Meng Junhe expected that Chu Yan had just refined the seven-character brush and performed it, and he would definitely not be able to do it well, and it would definitely be too late to stop him, and his other treasures had long been unusable.
"Monster stone!"
At this moment, Chu Yan felt the terrifying aura behind him, he took a big mouth, and the demon stone flew out, directly transforming into a black mountain with blue lines, blocking him!
"This thing, not Lei Bao, also wants to block my pen..."
Meng Junhe sneered at the corners of his mouth, but the next moment, the look in his eyes suddenly changed...
...
Then, each flew towards the sky!
"Bang bang bang!"
The next moment, all ten guardian spirits burst open.
Meng Junhe also killed all the 100,000 guardian spirits, but he did not head towards the exit.
Instead, he looked at Chu Yan and said, "You didn't take the opportunity to leave, and I won't either. Now, you and I will come to the final battle. The winner, you can leave and win this game!"
At this moment, Meng Junhe was pale, and the continuous battle for more than 100 days had made him very exhausted.
At this moment, after the recovery of the green flames and the medicinal pills, Chu Yan has returned to the peak state.
However, the most important thing is that many treasures of Chu Yan were seriously damaged.
Chu Yan's own cultivation is much different than Meng Junhe. For many days, he has mostly relied on the wine gourd, the Broken Cang sword, the magic flag, and the three treasures, all of which were severely damaged. Below, it can be completely repaired, but it is useless at this time.
On the other hand, Meng Junhe.
Five of the six spiritual pens in his hand are damaged, but one of them has not been used.
Exactly the letter.
"Your own cultivation base is insufficient, and most of you rely on treasures. Now, all the treasures are damaged, and you will be defeated!"
Meng Junhe looked at Chu Yan and said lightly, and picked up a pen!
"Treasures, all damaged, but not all!"
Chu Yan said lightly, a light flashed in his hand, and a pen appeared.
The body of this pen is densely covered with magic patterns, with a simple seven-character!
It is Meng Junhe's seven-character pen!
"You don't have a paper scroll, Confucianism, you don't understand, even if you refine my spirit pen, you can't use it, let's see how I can beat you today!"
As soon as the words fell, Meng Junhe immediately started writing on the scroll unfolded in front of him!
One word!
Confucianism!
As soon as the word came out, the boundless and violent aura gathered together.
I saw the word 'Confucianism' floated out from the scroll with the terrifying imposing manner!
Then, the phantom of an old man in azure clothes emerged from it.
The old man couldn't see his face clearly, and there was not even the slightest killing intent on the illusory shadow.
But unfortunately, it gave people an enormous amount of pressure.
Chu Yan stabilized the demon in his heart, so that at this moment, his soul would not be affected.
"There is no volume of bearing, my blood can be bearing!"
Chu Yan opened his mouth, and a drop of blood essence flew out from his fingertips.
In this blood, the black silk is densely covered, and the devilish energy is awe-inspiring. It is Chu Yan's pure devilish blood.
Then, the blood unfolded and turned into a blood-colored scroll full of magic marks that unfolded in front of Chu Yan.
Meng Junhe's complexion changed when he saw the situation!
"Confucianism, I don't understand, I don't understand the law of players, but I understand, devil!"
Between the words, Chu Yan suddenly took a step, with a big needle all over his body, and the seven-character pen in his hand directly pointed on the unfolded blood-colored scroll.
"magic!"
As soon as a magic word came out, Chu Yan's whole body changed drastically.
At this moment, it is not one of the Demon of Destruction and the Demon of Time, but two kinds of demons erupted together!
This time, Chu Yan's whole body changed greatly, his pupils turned into gray and black, and above his body, gray and black, two-color magic patterns appeared, and at the same time, his long hair turned into black and white mixed colors!
The eyebrows are fused with the magic pattern, the first time, the complete one is divided into two!
Above the magic words in the scroll, years, destruction, two kinds of magic energy have been violently rising.
"magic!"
Chu Yan took another step, and the second magic word was written.
For a while, Chu Yan's momentum was shaken, and there were some changes on the magic word. If it was an unprecedented aura, it was condensing!
"It's not good, I can't let its momentum increase again! A piece of immortal writing, the Tao of Confucianism!"
Meng Junhe opened his mouth, and the pen in his hand suddenly a little.
Immediately, the azure-robed old man in front of him waved his illusory hand, and there was an extra scroll in his hand, and then an ancient voice came out of his mouth:
"Confucianism!"
As soon as these words came out, countless ancient words condensed with aura of arrogance rushed out of the scroll!
In the end, this boundless text condensed into an incomparably huge 'Confucianism' character in the sky!
"Confucian character lore!"
Meng Junhe spoke up!
The incomparably huge 'Confucianism' phantom slammed towards Chu Yan!
After the Confucian characters, countless Confucian phantoms appeared. They were all holding the scrolls in their hands and reciting them in their mouths, turning into a torrent of Confucianism surrounding the huge Confucian phantom.
magic! magic! magic! magic! magic!
And at this moment, Chu Yan stepped out five steps in a row, and five strokes fell at the same time!
At this moment, the magic flames all over his body ignited, and his momentum reached the extreme!
The seven magic words instantly flew out from the blood-colored scroll unfolding in front of him!
Seven magic words, gathered in front of him!
Under the gathering of boundless magical energy, it turned into a huge ghost!
This ghost is very illusory, and its appearance is also unclear!
But the aura emanating from his body is no worse than the phantom of the old man in blue!
"This is……"
Meng Junhe's complexion changed, he dared not imagine how his spiritual pen could show such power in Chu Yan's hands.
The Haoling Seven Immortals Brush was not made by Meng Jun and himself, but came from inheritance.
Usually, the seven-stroke pen is the most powerful, but there is a legend about this seven-stroke pen.
That is the seventh pen, which has a mystery. Once this mystery is solved, the power of the seven-character pen will be brought into full play.
"Could it be that the seven-character pen comes from the lineage of magic cultivators?"
The light in Meng Junhe's eyes changed.
"magic!"
At this moment, the phantom shadow spit out a word.
Immediately, under the gathering of boundless demonic energy, an incomparably huge 'magic' word emerged from the sky.
At the same time, after seeing the huge 'devil' word, countless phantoms of magic cultivators appeared. These magic cultivators were all over their bodies, and their demonic energy was lingering.
Surrounded by this boundless fighting intent and demonic energy, the imposing manner of the word 'magic' was extremely terrifying.
"Confucianism!"
"magic!"
The two spoke at the same time again!
"boom!"
Huge magic characters and Confucian characters collide at the same time!
An incomparably terrifying wave of spiritual energy blasted out!
Chu Yan's figure flickered, and with the help of the increase brought by the seven magic characters written by the seven-character pen, the momentum of the seven steps in the sky reached an unprecedented height!
At this moment, the eighth step, suddenly stepped out!
Under this step, even if the space in the ancient god space is firm, there are ripples of air waves.
These eight steps, in the final analysis, belong to the body cultivation supernatural power, because it does not need to use the magic energy!
Moreover, Chu Yan's body has already reached the level of thunder tribulation.
At this moment, with Lei Jie's fleshly body using the seven magic words to increase to the extreme, the eight-step stepping on the sky is terrifying to the extreme!
This step appeared directly in front of Meng Junhe!
Meng Junhe was shocked by the terrifying aura emanating from Chu Yan's body at this moment!
"The spirit of the pen light! Transform!"
Meng Junhe had accumulated the power of thirteen strokes over the years. At this moment, he gritted his teeth and released a spirit of strokes again.
The spirit of the pen light immediately transformed into a cyan shield, blocking Meng Junhe's body at the moment when Chu Yan came to kill him!
"break!"
At this moment, Chu Yan let out a roar and performed the transformation of a hundred beasts. His right arm instantly turned into the arm of a giant ape, and the demonic energy of destruction was blessed on the fist.
"boom!"
That shield was transformed by the spirit of the pen light that was comparable to the later period of the Thunder Tribulation, but Chu Yan's strike had already reached its ultimate power. On the shield transformed by the spirit of the pen, the cobweb-like cracks spread rapidly.
Immediately, crash.
This punch hit Meng Junhe's chest!
"puff!"
Meng Junhe spurted out a mouthful of blood!
"puff!"
However, Chu Yan felt that there was an incomparably huge counter-shock force above his fist, and the whole person couldn't help spurting out blood in reverse.
Back ten feet!
Looking at it again, Meng Junhe's clothes were shattered on his chest, revealing a bronze heart guard!
The sharp punch just now only injured Meng Junhe through the mirror, but the mirror didn't lose half of it.
Seeing the situation, Chu Yan didn't stop at all, his figure flashed and flew directly towards the exit thousands of feet away.
"Go away!"
Seeing the situation, Meng Junhe quickly followed.
A thousand feet!
Nine hundred feet!
Eight hundred feet!
...
One hundred feet!
Chu Yan's speed has climbed to an unprecedented peak, incomparably fast!
After Meng Junhe first killed the ten guardian spirits, it took a lot of money, and then he was hit by Chu Yan again, and his injuries were not light. Even if his cultivation base was higher than that of Chu Yan, at this moment, his speed was comparable to that of Chu Yan. chase.
"One-word pen!"
When Meng Junhe saw the situation, he waved his hand at the same time, and the pen was directly transformed into an enormous size, moving towards Chu Yan with a single stroke.
Meng Junhe didn't want to kill Chu Yan either, but this stroke would definitely seriously injure Chu Yan, and he was the final winner.
The speed of this stroke is very fast, Meng Junhe expected that Chu Yan had just refined the seven-character brush and performed it, and he would definitely not be able to do it well, and it would definitely be too late to stop him, and his other treasures had long been unusable.
"Monster stone!"
At this moment, Chu Yan felt the terrifying aura behind him, he took a big mouth, and the demon stone flew out, directly transforming into a black mountain with blue lines, blocking him!
"This thing, not Lei Bao, also wants to block my pen..."
Meng Junhe sneered at the corners of his mouth, but the next moment, the look in his eyes suddenly changed...
...
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