The terrifying blow of the Immortal Emperor's Great Perfection hit an Immortal Emperor in the late stage, and he couldn't even shake the corners of his clothes!

At this scene, the monks who watched were secretly frightened, that young man was not ordinarily strong!

As for the bald old man, his face became even more ugly, he was most jealous of the talented young man, and now Wang Yichen's talent was enough to make him jealous to the point of restlessness. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Boom!"

The bald old man took out the best immortal weapon and released the strongest blow.

Wang Yichen still stood still.

"Boom!"

The overwhelming power of immortal arts and laws could not enter the range of Wang Yichen within one meter.

Let the bald old man attack wildly, Wang Yichen did not move, standing with his hands in his hands, and hunting in clothes.

In the middle stage of the Immortal Emperor Realm, Wang Yichen was able to kill the Divine Monarch, and now that he was promoted to the late stage of the Immortal Emperor, how could an Immortal Emperor Great Perfection who had exhausted his potential be able to hurt him?

Continuous attacks, but there is no way to take an immortal emperor in the late stage, and the bald old man is so embarrassed that he is about to vomit blood!

"Do you have any other means? ”

Wang Yichen raised his hand lightly, and gently pointed a finger in the direction of the bald old man.

The onlookers didn't feel any energy, and it seemed that Wang Yichen didn't attack.

It wasn't until they found out about the change in the bald old man that everyone was shocked!

I saw that the bald old man had aged a lot all of a sudden, and all the hairs that had not been there were were even more gone, and his skin was like withered old bark.

What's going on?!

Everyone was shocked, and the bald old man was even more frightened, his longevity was passing rapidly, but he was helpless, he could only watch himself get closer to death little by little!

The monk had a relatively clear perception of his longevity, and the bald old man found that he originally had 5,000 years of longevity left, but it was suddenly gone for more than 4,000 years!

"The power of the law of time, you have exerted the power of the law of time on me!" The bald old man stepped back again and again, looking at Wang Yichen with a fearful gaze like a god king.

The onlookers also thought of the attack of time, and heard that if you want to exert the power of the law of time, you must at least cultivate the mystery of time to more than forty percent!

There are very few monks who can cultivate the mysteries of time before the Divine Monarch Realm, and the young man in front of him has actually cultivated to more than forty percent, which is no longer enough to describe against the sky!

With this talent alone, this young man could rank in the top three among all the geniuses of the Heavenly Mandate Continent!

Where did this young man come from?

Everyone had a strong curiosity about Wang Yichen, but found that Wang Yichen had left without knowing when, and searched everywhere and disappeared.

At this time, Wang Yichen had already hidden his breath and walked on a street in a black robe.

Using the power of the law of time to attack just now was indeed a bit high-profile, he didn't mean to show off, but just wanted to try the magic of the power of the law of time.

At present, his time mystic cultivation has reached forty percent, and he has initially mastered some of the power of the law of time, and it is the first time he has used it just now.

Judging from the actual combat, the effect is still good, if the monk below the Immortal Emperor Realm does not have a treasure to protect his body, he can deprive the opponent of his longevity with the power of the law of time alone, and let the opponent die of old age!

After experiencing this little episode, Wang Yichen recalled the 10,000-character post.

He memorized dozens of words, but those dozens of words were not connected and he couldn't guess the sentence in which they were located.

"What is the 10,000-character poster? Why did the emperor leave the 10,000-character post?"

While thinking and walking, he walked through Mocheng, and Wang Yichen was ready to transfer to other cities to find the human emperor's pen.

Walking close to the city gate, I inadvertently saw an old man writing on the street to sell.

People who write and paint on the spot to sell are not uncommon in Mocheng.

But what attracted Wang Yichen was that when the old man walked with his pen, there was a faint mystery.

"Is it my delusion?"

Wang Yichen simply walked over and watched the old man's calligraphy up close.

No one came to patronize the old man's business, firstly, his cultivation was not high, and secondly, his writing style did not conform to the mainstream aesthetics.

But Wang Yichen was deeply attracted, and his mind followed the pen and ink in the old man's hand on the rice paper through a unique trajectory.

It is as if the operation of the law of all things, everything is so mysterious and natural.

"Weng!"

Suddenly, the dozens of words about the 10,000-character post in Wang Yichen's memory uncontrollably surfaced in his mind, releasing a faint brilliance.

For a while, he actually had a certain understanding, although it was still shallow, but at least he had some understanding of one or two words in it, and understood some of the profound meanings behind it.

"Young man, buy words?"

The old man's ethereal voice pulled Wang Yichen back from his trance.

Wang Yichen looked at this old man, which could trigger dozens of words in his memory, and the identity of this old man was about to come out, and it should be the illusion of the pen of the emperor's pen!

"Yes, old man, how do you sell these calligraphy?" Wang Yichen affirmed that the emperor was considering him, and did not expose the identity of the other party.

"If you want to buy my words, please exchange your words for as many as you buy and write as many as you want. The old man said leisurely.

"Is it hard to exchange words?"

Wang Yichen pondered the old man's intentions in his heart, then picked up the pen and ink and began to write on the paper.

What he wrote was the words of the dozens of 10,000 characters.

When he wrote it, Wang Yichen found that although he remembered those dozens of words, he couldn't restore those dozens of words, and each word could only be roughly similar, but not exactly the same.

"It is worthy of the words written by the emperor of the people, but it is so difficult to describe!"

The pen in his hand has become as heavy as hundreds of millions of catties, and every word needs Wang Yichen to urge the seven mysteries with all his strength to barely finish writing!

One stroke at a time, it is even more difficult than killing an Immortal Emperor Great Perfection!

The old man watched quietly, his eyes flashing from time to time.

In the end, Wang Yichen wrote thirty-eight words on the paper.

When the last stroke was completed, it was as if he had experienced an extremely difficult battle, sweating profusely and his face turned pale.

"Old man, my words are here, according to the agreement, you have to give me thirty-eight words. In Wang Yichen's view, the words given to him by the emperor's pen should be the words on the 10,000-character post.

Unexpectedly, the old man shook his head and did not give him a word.

"Follow me, young man. ”

"Whoosh!"

The old man suddenly disappeared with Wang Yichen, and none of the people on the street noticed it.

……

Wang Yichen found that he had come to a mysterious world.

The world is white, as white as rice paper.

There were black elves floating around - they were words, words of different sizes, fonts, and styles.

It's like you've come to a world of words.

Suddenly, the surrounding words drifted away, and an elegant middle-aged man walked towards him.

This middle-aged man, Wang Yichen had seen it in the ancient city of the human emperor, and he was the pen spirit of the human emperor's pen! )