Danqiuzi used the Shengyuan pen, and a word at random had incredible power.
No one could imagine that the long river he had summoned was easily absorbed by the bead, leaving no drop.
In fact, this is not an ordinary bead, but an ancient Tianlong Lizhu!
At the beginning, Ye Fanqiang acted like I cut, and his life was lost, so he went to the evil sea to find this Lizhu.
After that, Ye Fan refined the ancestor of the green dragon, and its origin was also integrated into the Lizhu, which once again increased the power of the Lizhu.
Now that this treasure is sacrificed, let alone absorbing the long river, even if all the rivers and lakes in the entire ruins are sucked dry, it is nothing to say.
"Humph!"
At this moment, Danqiuzi sneered, looking at Ye Fan from a distance, and said, "Boy, I didn't expect you to have extra energy! However, even if you sacrifice a secret treasure, you can resist the sky, but the old man has other magical powers! "
As he said, Danqiuzi held the Shengyuan pen, started and down the pen, opened and closed, the silver hook and iron painting, the movements were smooth and flowing, in one go, strokes, ups and downs, vigorous and forceful, slamming Fang Qiu.
And the momentum on his body is unstoppable, dominating the world, dominating the mountains and rivers, and arrogant.
Everyone saw that Danqiuzi first wrote a word "kou", and when everyone was speculating about the deep meaning of it, they realized that Danqiuzi did not stop writing, and quickly added a stroke and a bit, and wrote a word in his mouth. The word "person" finally formed a new big character
Prisoners!
When the word "prisoner" was completed, there was a sudden shock between the heavens and the earth, and a vision suddenly occurred.
There was a riot in the surrounding heaven and earth vitality, but it seemed to be evacuated by a mysterious force, becoming thinner and thinner.
Immediately afterwards, something incredible happened-
In the high air, a huge prison appeared, descending from the sky, toward Ye Fan, the ancestor of the man, and the Qingjiao King.
"boom!"
Sand and rocks splashed and smoke filled.
After a while, Ye Fan and the others noticed that there was an extra layer of gold on the ground around them, surrounding them.
Within this prison, the vitality of heaven and earth was emptied, like a small world isolated from the outside world.
"what happened?"
The ancestor of the pigeon changed his face wildly and stepped out suddenly, trying to get out of the golden circle on the ground.
In an instant, his body was shocked, as if by an electric shock, he staggered and fell to the ground, his face pale as paper.
Seeing this scene, the Qing Jiao King's expression was extremely solemn, he subconsciously took out a magic weapon and threw it away from the golden circle.
"Peng!"
The next moment, when the magic weapon was about to be thrown out of the golden circle, it bounced back instantly, and it seemed to fall apart and torn apart under the influence of an invisible force.
"Paint-ground-for-prison!"
The Qing Jiao King slowly uttered four words, and there was a deep fear in his voice.
"Hahaha..."
At this time, Danqiuzi let out an unscrupulous laugh: "Yes! If you have some eyesight, you actually recognized this great magical power! The old man used the supreme magical power in the Saint Yuan pen to establish this prison. In the prison, it is difficult for you to perceive any vitality of the world! If you want to break out of the cage, unless your strength is ten times that of the old man! The old man has time and can trap you alive!"
After listening to Danqiuzi's words, Ye Fan's face was dark.
Now Ye Fan is seriously injured and dying, but with the dominance of the Heavenly Domination Body, as long as he is given enough time to absorb the vitality of the heavens and the earth, he can recover a bit of combat strength.
But in this prison, the vitality of the world is isolated, which is tantamount to ruining the possibility of his recovery. With the little internal energy left in the dantian, it is impossible to make any counterattack.
Correspondingly, the powerhouses of the Ancient Nine Sects have enough time to heal their injuries.
Under the circumstances, the balance of victory began to tilt towards the ancient nine sects.
At that time, Ye Fan and others will become fish on the chopping board, and they can be killed.
"Shrink!"
At this time, Danqiuzi shouted again.
The golden circle on the ground actually began to shrink toward the inside, trapping the three of Ye Fan in a square inch.
Seeing this scene, the remaining dozens of true immortals all showed ecstasy and exclaimed:
"As expected to be the dean of Langya Academy, such strength is extraordinary and holy!"
"Pick up the sun and the moon, snap your fingers to break the stars! Such magical magic spells are not much different from the legendary fairy!"
"One person who writes and paints can block a million masters! Danqiuzi's supernatural power, watching the world's heroes!"
...
For Ye Fan and others, this is almost desperate.
Danqiuzi said that he wanted to defeat this cage from the inside unless he was ten times stronger.
If Ye Fan is at his peak, borrowing Wei Lao's power, there may be some hope.
But now, Ye Fan's Cangtian Overlord's body is shattered and on the verge of collapse, unable to carry Wei Lao's Immortal Venerable mana at all. If he borrows it forcibly, he will probably burst into death in an instant.
"Damn, this king doesn't believe in this evil!"
The Green Dragon King suddenly yelled, his body soared, and he slammed into the invisible cage.
"boom!"
There was a loud noise.
Obviously he was just charging alone, but he felt like a thousand troops galloping, and the momentum was extremely terrifying.
However, the next moment, the Qing Jiao King only felt that a powerful and powerful force came from the cage, and his body flew out.
"Puff!"
The Qing Jiao King vomited a big mouthful of blood, his eyes turned black, and he was almost fainting.
"Don't fight fearlessly! You are dead!" Danqiuzi said coldly.
At this time, Liu Yan, the head of the Da Luo School, also came out, with a cold glow in his slender eyes, and said: "Ye Fan, you can hold on to the present. You have desperately killed so many sect masters. Our expectation! But now, no one can save you unless the Supreme Immortal visits you!"
Although the abbot of Prajna Temple was hit by the Dragon King Sha, he slowed down and said sternly: "Smelly boy, you killed my beloved disciple Kaya, and you also killed so many powerful masters of the ancient nine sects. You will be used today. Life, comfort their spirit in the sky!"
Not only these three sect masters, the remaining true immortals, the eyes looking at Ye Fan were full of hatred.
In the fierce battle just now, many of their fellow brothers died in the hands of Ye Fan.
This blood feud is not shared!
...
After resting for a while, Danqiuzi took a few Heaven-Rank Spirit Pills, his face returned to flush, and all the internal energy that had been consumed before was made up.
Immediately afterwards, he waved the Saint Yuan Pen again, but this time he did not write, but started painting.
"Swish!"
Danqiuzi's painting speed is extremely fast, and within a few breaths, he drew four long swords, occupying every corner of the south, east, north and west.
While painting, he shouted:
"It is neither copper nor iron nor steel. It was once hidden under Mount Xumi."
"Without yin and yang upside-down refining, wouldn't there be water fire to quench the edge?"
"Zhu Xian is very slaughter of immortals, and the trapped immortals are full of red light."
"Zeimian has changed infinitely and wonderfully, Daluo God is stained with blood!"
When the last stroke of the painting was finished, four swords sounded between the heavens and the earth, as if they were coming through time and space through time.
"Zheng!" "Zheng!" "Zheng!" "Zheng!"
Immediately, four ancient swords suddenly appeared in the four directions of southeast, northwest and north, all sharp and unparalleled, like some terrifying beast broke the shackles and escaped.
These four ancient swords are made of no material. As soon as they appear, they give people a very ancient feeling, as if they have existed for millions of years.
No matter in terms of style, craftsmanship, sword pattern, etc., these four ancient swords are extremely unique, and no similar sword can be found in the entire ruins.
On the hilt of the sword, it seemed to be stained with mottled golden blood. Although it had dried up, the hostility attached to it remained immortal and spread in all directions.
The masters of these blood are all powerhouses who dominate the world.
But in the end, he still died under these four swords, and Dao disappeared and disappeared.
"hiss!"
Seeing these four swords, the ancestor of the dead man and the king of Qingjiao couldn't help but breathe in air-conditioning. They could no longer maintain their composure and were horrified.
"Zhuxian Sword Formation! This is... Tianshu's first killing formation!" The ancestor of the hogman said tremblingly.
"Danqiuzi, you... how can you summon this formation?!"
Because of the extreme astonishment, the Qing Jiao King's voice was a bit sharp and harsh.
The Zhuxian Sword Array is divided into the Zhuxian Sword, the Slaughter Sword, the Sinking Sword, and the Absolute Sword.
This is not a sacred weapon created by Xianzun, but the four most prestigious warriors of the ancient times.
Everyone who fought hard under the Zhuxian Sword Formation was a peerless real immortal who had frightened one side, or was an emperor-level powerhouse in the monster race!
It's a pity... The real Zhuxian Four Swords were long lost with that ancient battle, and they haven't been born to this day.
Now, Danqiuzi only used the magical powers of Shengyuan Pen to draw the appearance of Zhuxian's Four Swords.
Even so, the power of this Zhuxian Sword Array is still terrifying.
Even if Ye Fan was in peak state, he didn't dare to shake him, he needed to avoid his edge, let alone now?
...
Suddenly, Danqiuzi squeezed the sword tactics, and sensed the four fierce swords in the southeast, northwest and northwest.
"Boom boom boom boom!"
The monstrous hostility spread, swept through the world, swallowed the sky, and the entire Dragon Burial Valley turned into a piece of Shura Purgatory, which was creepy.
Danqiuzi's eyes were shining, and he looked at the three Ye Fans in the cage with a thunderous voice: "Boy, it's also your honor to die under the first killing array of this Tianshu! Go to hell!"
After that, the breath on his body skyrocketed and climbed endlessly, as if turning into an ancient fierce god, murderous, demon-powered, and ordinary real immortals would be frightened when they saw him.
"Zhu Xian Sword Array-Kai!"
As soon as the voice fell, the surrounding scene suddenly changed.
The entire Dragon Burial Valley seemed to dissipate for it, and only these four fierce swords remained between heaven and earth.
"Stab!"
The Absolute Immortal Sword, located in the north, took the lead in launching an offensive.
A sword lifts Yue Sanqianli, the fairy sword covers the sky and the stars!
