The effect of this field released by Langya, called "Galaxy Upside Down", is very peculiar, and it actually makes people feel that the heavens and the earth are hanging upside down! People living on this continent have been living and practicing on the ground with their heads and feet since they were born, and they have become accustomed to it day after day, and they still don't feel anything, but they suddenly become head and foot, and their bodies are out of the ground and fall straight to the edge of the field, and the feeling of panic and helplessness is really indescribable in words.

Duanmu Yan was no exception, suddenly encountering such a helpless thing, his calm face finally showed surprise, and even his sword was crooked. Langya is the master of this field, so naturally it is not affected, and at this moment it occupies the geographical advantage, and the small golden wheel that has been on its wrist flew out and went straight to the door of Duanmuyan. After leaving the hand, this wheel becomes the size of a basin, divided into two layers of rings, inside and outside, running at high speed in the opposite direction, and the golden wheel is embedded with sharp fangs as white as jade, once the enemy's flesh is hung, the meat can really be cut off piece by piece!

This wheel is Langya's natal magic weapon, which was originally very ferocious, but it was not so perverted, and he was later sent to Qianjintang to transform it into a clever weapon, and it became like this. Being beaten out by him like this, it seemed to break through time and space, and an ancient beast swooped out of the wilderness, with a cow body, a wide mouth, and a tail like a fan, and a body covered with scales. Before the turn came, the domineering and ruthless momentum was already rushing towards the face like a blade, and it was not uncommon for those who were slightly worse to be directly ground into meat by such a momentum. The so-called "killing people with power" is not as good as this.

Duanmu Yan also knew very well, and took out a hideous statue made of jade from his arms and threw it over. The statue grew when it saw the wind, and became a snake-headed human puppet with three sides, six eyes, and six arms, more than two feet high. Each hand holds a weapon, such as an axe, hammer, drill, sword, etc., and then meets Langya's golden wheel. Between the advance and retreat of the action, the rules are like that.

At this time, I saw how powerful Langya was, where was this snake-headed puppet the opponent of the Golden Wheel, and after resisting for a few breaths, it was finally twisted into fluttering pieces.

However, it bought Duanmuyan valuable time, and it can be regarded as completing the mission. This man's fighting instinct is really powerful, just a few breaths. has actually begun to adapt to the rules of "the galaxy hangs upside down", and can swim with the enemy. But at this time, he was sneering. He pulled out a brush from his bosom.

This pen is only three inches long, small and cute, and the body of the pen seems to be coated with gold powder, and it shines with a little gold in the sun. The hairs are a pale gray. It's not like a sheep's hair, it's not like a wolf's hair. The appearance is very good, and as soon as it is taken out, a strange Sanskrit chant sounded in the air, as if there were countless ghosts and gods chanting in succession. The ears of those present were very good, and when they could hear these voices singing over and over again, there was only one sentence:

"Words must be done, deeds must be fruitful!"

Langya's pupils suddenly contracted, and even his flowing figure paused for a moment, because he had already seen that the body of this golden pen was engraved with three ancient seal characters: "Shocking wind and rain"!

The leader of the 100,000 demons. Langya, who has been on the battlefield for a long time, how could he not have heard the name of this magic pen?

Duanmu Yan showed a sinister smile on his face. The corner of his eye glanced at Qingluan and Ning Xiaoxian in the distance, and then focused on Langya in front of him, biting the tip of his tongue and squirting out a mouthful of light gold essence blood. The blood condensed in the air and did not dissipate, but all of it was dyed on the tip of the gold pen, and suddenly the whole pen was golden, which was very beautiful.

After Duanmuyan's mouthful of essence blood spurted out, the person immediately withered a lot, and even his sideburns climbed a few white silks. But where can he manage so much, holding the pen and raising his wrist, he swayed in the air. With each stroke, a golden trail is left in the air.

How much effort does it take to write a word with a brush? Even a six-year-old child, with the help of his parents, can write hundreds of words a day. However, Duanmu Yan, who has cultivated deeply, clearly wrote only one word, but his hands seemed to be burdened with the power of a thousand jun, and every stroke and stroke seemed to have to exert all his strength to complete. When this word was written, he was more like he was about to collapse, and his body was crumbling, but he turned around without a fight, and ran for his life.

However, at this time, a golden and fierce character had already appeared in the air:

"颢"!

The word "醢" represents a kind of ancient torture, which is to use the miserable howl of a living person as a compliment, and chop him into a fine pulp. In China, according to legend, this punishment was created by the king of Shang to deal with the nine marquis, and Confucius's protégé Zi Lu ended up with this method of death.

As soon as this word appeared, there were bursts of weeping and wailing between heaven and earth, and it was the frightened screams of the souls who had died from this kind of torture from ancient times to the present, and the sky within a radius of twenty zhang suddenly became red, and the so-called remnant sun was like blood, which was nothing more than such a color.

Langya's face was solemn, and he clenched the golden wheel in his hand, because he was also shrouded in this blood-colored range. It's not that he didn't want to interrupt Duanmuyan, but when this kind of demon law was being implemented, Duanmuyan's body entered the void, like nothingness, and no one could interrupt his copying. At this moment, the golden word suddenly disintegrated, turning into flying golden sand, as thin as a hair, like a golden snake, and pounced on him in a fine and dense manner.

At this moment, he seemed to hear the god of the underworld open his mouth and smile coldly at him. He has lived for thousands of years, he has gone through many battles, and he has rarely encountered opponents in the past few hundred years, but the warning signs that arise in his heart are extremely strong, and it seems that he is powerless, as if he will bow down to death in the next moment. What a humiliating thing this is for the leader of the hidden stream?!

At this moment, he knew that it might be ineffective, but he had already played seven or eight magic tricks in his hand, and the light flashed around his body, and there were even heavy shields supporting him, protecting him tightly in the center. Then, Langya exhaled heavily and grabbed something in his hand.

The golden serpent in the form of a character swooped down on him, ignoring the attacks he had made as if they were nothing, and also ignored the shields around him, and plunged headlong into his body.

Qingluan in the sky had just finished casting his magical powers, and when he saw this, he exclaimed: "Door master!"

Although she didn't know what kind of magic power Duanmuyan used, anyone with long eyes could see that it was definitely not a good thing for this golden snake to enter her body. Although Langya colluded with outsiders, she was usually not thin on her, and she had always been a high-minded and omnipotent immortal in the hearts of the demons.

As soon as the golden snake pounced, Langya's eyes suddenly closed, his face turned pale, and he immediately opened again.

He spread out his left hand without saying a word, only to see a small wooden puppet sitting in the palm of his hand, the carving is very exquisite, a few knives carved out of the hair ornaments, face, clothes, even the moles in the corners of the eyes have not leaked, it can be said that the shape and appearance are both, but the material is unknown, the wood seems to be wrapped in thick blood, more and more lined with this little puppet is particularly weird, and the surface of the doll is rough, even polishing and polishing.

Qingluan has such eyesight, he can see at a glance that the appearance of this little puppet is exactly the same as Langya!

Under her nose, the little puppet suddenly bled out of seven orifices, and then blood gushed out from every orificence on its body, and its appearance was suddenly terrifying, and a clever wood sculpture turned into a voodoo puppet. She guessed it was a burst of blood in the wood.

Subsequently, the blood clotted. The blood-colored sky has also been reduced to a blue sky and a white sun.

Another gust of wind blew, and the little puppet instantly turned into a pile of fallen sand, and it was no longer possible to see its original appearance, and the invisible sawdust flew all over the sky, brushing Langya Tieqing's face.

The immortals who survived the catastrophe were forced by this kid to have no power to fight back. If he didn't have a magic weapon like a stand-in puppet to press the bottom of the box, he might be miserable now!

In the final analysis, the magic weapon used by Duanmu Yan is too good. This small golden pen, whose name is "Storm", is a magic weapon refined from the horizontal bones in the brain of the ancient giant demon "Yan Beast", and its rank is above the "Heaven" level. It has no offensive power, but the words written with it have a domineering effect, that is, the Sanskrit voice repeatedly chanted "Words must be done, deeds must be fruitful" -

Write or draw with it, and it will come true!

When words were just born in this world, they represented the Tao and each word had the ability to move the heavens and the earth, which was called "the spirit of words". In the past, Cangjie made words and wrote books, and the sky rained and the ghosts cried at night, which is the embodiment of this ability. The ability to "storm the storm" is to make the author of the book come true. Duanmu Yan wrote this character to Langya, that is, to say that the spirit would cut this great enemy into meat sauce.

This is really the supreme portrayal of "the pen falls into a storm, and the poem becomes a crying ghost and god".

What he uses is the power of heaven and earth, the power of the great desire of heaven to die, and you have to die. Even if Langya cultivates to become an immortal, he can't fight against the power of heaven and earth on his own, so his spells and supernatural powers are ineffective against words.

Of course, if you want to embezzle the power of heaven and earth without permission, the cost is not ordinarily large, at least half of the flesh and blood life of the caster will be sacrificed to the sky. Duanmu Yan knew that he would never be the opponent of the Immortal Tribulation, so he immediately decided to pay two-thirds of his life force to come up with this word that could deal with the Immortal. He is a person who has achieved immortal cultivation, and his vitality is so strong, at least a thousand times that of ordinary people, but with just one word, he is almost exhausted and his blood is dry. Fortunately, this body was "borrowed", and the soul clone of Yin Jiu Yu was not affected much.

And Langya himself is really equivalent to dying once.

What he uses is the little puppet in his hand. This puppet was in his hands at a huge cost, but he died for himself, and seeing the appearance of this little puppet bursting into sawdust, it was when it was "soaked" into a meat puree. (To be continued......)

PS: September 26

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