Chapter 1302: Fight in the air!

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The water of the Yellow River is coming up from the sky!
For a moment, everyone in the field raised their heads, and saw countless rivers, rivers and seas violating gravity, hanging high in the sky, and the Hao Hao Tangtang came towards Ji's palace.
This shocking picture shocked the hearts of everyone in the venue.
Between writing and writing, the mountains and rivers live on their own!
Such magical powers are really the magic of the fairy family.
And the patriarch of the Cangjie tribe looked at the Ji family ancestor with extremely hot eyes, excited.
This "Luoshu" tortoise shell has been preserved in the Cangjie tribe for thousands of years, but no one has been able to exert its true value.
Until today, in the fingers of the ancestors of the Ji family, it really shines.
This is the strength of the strong earth immortal!
High in the sky, all rivers meet the sea, and the river flows endlessly.
With the time of a cup of tea, the rivers and seas hovered over the heads of the ancestors of the Ji family. The whole palace was surrounded by floating tides, and the air was filled with water vapor.
At this moment, the ancestors of the Ji family seemed to be the Dragon King of the East China Sea, turning the clouds and the rain, making waves.
Suddenly, his eyes were like electricity, and he looked in the direction of Chi Youqi in the distance, and said like thunder:
"Fei Liu went down three thousand feet, suspected that the Milky Way fell for nine days!"
As soon as the voice fell, the long river hovering high in the sky seemed to have heard the instruction, and with a force of destruction, it attacked Ye Nantian and others.
"Wow...wow...wow...wow..."
The sound of countless currents sounded like a rainbow.
Water is the softest thing in the world, but if it gathers together, it will not be disadvantageous. With the force of diving, it is enough to crush everything.
And now, in this long river, there is still the power of "Luoshu" and the ancestors of the Ji family. The mighty river, destroying the dry and decayed, is powerful, and can break all things.
Ye Nantian, Ye Fan, and a few outstanding fighters may be able to withstand the impact of this vast river, but other fighters may not be able to resist, even if they are not dead, they will be seriously injured.
At this moment, even Ye Nantian was in a dilemma. Although his strength was strong, he reached the realm of the earth immortal, but if he competed with magical powers, how could he be able to fight for such a great power as the ancestor of Ji? !
As the saying goes, the water will flow even more when the knife is cut off!
Whether it was a broken gun or a sword, there was nothing to do in the face of this ocean tsunami-like attack.
...
At this moment, Ye Fan next to him suddenly uttered a big shout:
"Pen—come!"
As soon as the voice fell, a brush with an iron drawing and a silver hook emerged out of thin air. The pen shaft was neither gold nor jade. It exuded a thick breath, heavier than the mountains, and wanted to crush the blue sky.
The pen is sharp and sharp, no less than a weapon of magical weapons. The sharpness is unobtrusive and terrifying. The tail of the pen is also inscribed with the word "mountain and river" in simple seal script.
Shanhe pen!
This pen is the treasure that Ye Fan found in Langya Mountain, and a senior master once used a whole mountain to seal it.
Later, when the ancestor of Bliss of the Red Dust Demon Sect was against the enemy, Beichen Xianzun Wei Lao once borrowed Ye Fan's hand, brushed a pen to show his power, and repelled the ancestor of Bliss.
With Ye Fan's current strength, he can use the power of Shanhe's pen without the help of Old Wei.
Suddenly, the vigor in Ye Fan's body rose steadily, blending with the mountain and river pen in his hand.
Iron painting with silver hook, and pen walking in Longshe Town Qianshan.
Swipe a few drops of ink, falling paper smoke swallows the sea.
Ye Fan's writing is not complicated, just simple horizontal and vertical, only three strokes
mountain!
When the word "mountain" was completed, there was a sudden shock between heaven and earth.
The situation changes, the mountains and rivers move!
In the Kunlun Mountains, in the mountains spreading thousands of miles, one after another strong and thick dragon veins gathered, madly converging towards the mountain and river pen in Ye Fan's hand.
The essence of the dragon's veins is majestic and powerful enough to crush everything.
"Mountain Dance Silver Snake, the original Chi wax figure, want to compete with Tiangong!" Ye Fan shouted, arrogantly.
If the ancestor of the Ji family was the Dragon King of the East China Sea, then Ye Fan was a mountain god.
"Boom boom boom boom boom!"
Suddenly, around Ye Fan, Ye Nantian and a hundred other soldiers, countless peaks rose from the ground, towering into the sky.
These peaks form a natural barrier, guarding all directions.
"Wow..."
Although the vast sky and long rivers had an amazing offensive, they couldn't shake the mountains. They could only take a detour and spread to the distance.
Ye Fan held the pen to the ink, and understatement eliminated the magical powers of the Ji family ancestors.
Seeing the crisis resolved, many soldiers in the mountain were excited and excited, shouting:
"Hahaha... the tiger father has no dogs!"
"As expected of Ye Shouchang's son, he is so powerful!"
"This move is too overbearing. Calling so many mountains out of thin air, if you are on the battlefield, I am afraid you can kill thousands of enemies!"
Not only them, but Ye Nantian was amazed.
Ye Jia is a descendant of Chi You. He once had a very glorious history and many magical spells, but after so many years, the inheritance has long been broken. I don't know how many secret arts have been lost.
In Ye Nantian's generation, only foreign skills such as Overlord's Spears were left.
Because of this, Ye Nantian's physical strength and outer sect skills are unparalleled, but in terms of magical attainments in magical powers, a master-level master at the Hidden Shizong sect is far better than him.
Previously, Ye Fan's "Sky Shaking Drum Method" had already brought Ye Nantian a surprise, and now the power of this brushstroke made him even more amazed.
However, Ye Nantian thought this was from the inheritance of the mysterious expert, so he didn't doubt it.
...
Ji's palace, on the golden chariot.
The ancestor of the Ji family saw Ye Fan show great power, without too many waves on his face, but continued to write the second word on the tortoise shell of "Luoshu" with a reference pen—
fire!
As soon as the pen was written, endless evil fires grew from the tip of the pen and sprayed out, and the surrounding air was burned through, making a sizzling sound.
"Huh! You use the mountain to block the ocean, then this seat will catch turtles in the urn and burn you to death with fire!" The Ji family ancestor's voice revealed a harsh meaning.
The flame showed a blue-purple color, which was obviously not a common fire. It could destroy the sky and destroy the world. It could swallow an entire city in an instant.
The fire blazed into the sky, and came towards the mountain where Ye Fan and others were.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The evil fire in the sky is more terrifying than the huge waves just before, and everything it passes by is burnt to ashes, and the ground is even melted and turned into flowing magma.
"hiss!"
Seeing this scene, the many soldiers hiding in the mountain couldn't help taking a breath, and a look of horror appeared on their faces.
Even if they were separated by a certain distance, they could feel the horror, sweat beaded on their foreheads, as if they were in a steamer.
If the mountains were sealed by fire, they would really have nowhere to escape, they would be burned alive, wiped out in ashes, no bones left.
"Head Ye, shall we temporarily avoid the edge?" someone immediately asked.
Ye Nantian pondered for a moment, and was about to speak.
At this moment, Ye Fan categorically cut the railway line:
"No need to!"
After speaking, Ye Fan clenched Shanhe pen again and began to write.
The young man writes, and the dragons and phoenix dance.
Thousands of rays of light surged out from the Shanhe brush, flooding Qiongxiao.
This time, he wrote the word "wind".
"The gale is coming up-clouds are flying!" Ye Fan said solemnly.
"Rumble..."
In an instant, the vitality of the heavens and the earth within a few kilometers of the circle was in disorder, and a tornado measuring a few meters thick and 100 meters high appeared out of thin air, leaving with howling sounds like evil fire.
Although wind is invisible, its power cannot be underestimated.
More importantly, the violent wind summoned by Ye Fan with the mountain and river pen seemed to be transformed into the legendary wind god. That violent tornado swept forward, swept through nine days, crushed everything, and was arrogant.
"Rumble, rumbling..."
The moment Xie Huo encountered the violent wind, there was almost no resistance, and he turned his head.
Fire by the wind!
The evil fire was moving in the opposite direction at a faster speed, and at this speed, it would not take long to swept to Ji's palace.
No one could imagine that the evil fire summoned by the ancestors of the Ji family turned out to be a weapon in Ye Fan's hands at this moment.
The water comes to block the mountains, the fire comes to the wind!
You know, the ancestor of the Ji family was a strong man who became famous two hundred years ago, and he was an earth immortal who was above all beings.
However, in this space-fighting battle, the ancestor of the Ji family completely lost to Ye Fan, a complete defeat!