"Is this the pen of heaven......"

Looking at the magic pen in Jiang Feng's hand, Don't forget the dust's eyes swelling.

This is a sacred relic of Bulao Mountain, and when he first heard about it, he learned about it from Lin Fengkou.

In the past, Ji Changkong was born, and there was a vision in the sky, which was the result of this heavenly pen.

"The purpose of your coming here is to hold the pen of heaven. ”

Jiang Feng smiled and handed the Heavenly Pen in his hand to Mo Wuchen, "Now, I'll hand it over to you." ”

Mo Wuchen frowned, and did not reach out to take it immediately.

Up to now, he still doesn't have much trust in Jiang Feng, not to mention, if he doesn't know about ancient artifacts such as the Heavenly Pen, it's okay, if Jiang Feng is really a disciple of the master, he must know very well what it means to have the Heavenly Pen in his hand.

That is equivalent to, getting one of the most powerful supreme holy relics in the middle of the world, eternal times to the present, with this sweeping nine heavens and ten earths, who can stop it?

How could such a treasure, Jiang Feng, be handed over to himself so easily?

Don't forget that you don't believe it now!

"Are you on the lookout for something?"

Seeing that Mo Wuchen frowned and did not take the Heavenly Pen, Jiang Feng smiled again, "This thing is no longer of the slightest use to me now, since he is a disciple of Immortal Mountain, I should return it to the master." ”

"Haven't you always hated Master?" Mo Wangchen said curiously.

If this was the case, how could Jiang Feng be so kind to hand over the Heavenly Pen?

"I hate him, but I don't hate the teacher, on the contrary, I hate and miss the old Immortal Mountain, and I miss those junior brothers and sisters. Jiang Feng took a deep breath and said.

Mo Wuchen looked at the other party, his brows were still furrowed, and after being silent for about a few breaths, he finally stretched out his hand.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Feng did not feel the slightest embarrassment, he really handed over the Heavenly Pen to Mo Wuchen.

"Buzz ......"

Looking at the Heavenly Pen in his hand wrapped in a burst of brilliant divine light, Mo Wuchen took a deep breath, he could clearly sense the terrifying aura emanating from this Heavenly Pen, if it was completely released, it would definitely be devastating.

"It is said that this Heavenly Pen has the power to cut the void, and it is difficult to control it, but why is it so peaceful at this moment?" Mo Wuchen said very puzzled.

"That's just for outsiders, since you are a disciple of Bulao Mountain, and you have been taught by the master, then it naturally recognizes you. Jiang Feng said.

"Is there anything I can do to help you, or how can I get you out?" Looking at the other party, Mo Wangchen suddenly asked.

Jiang Feng shook his head, "In this world, no one can let me out except for the master, even if he no longer exists in this world, the seal he left here is not something that you or others can easily break." ”

"This is the seal of the barrier, the only way to the extraterritorial battlefield, and he sealed me here. ”

"The path to an extraterritorial battlefield?"

Mo Wuchen's face was suddenly shocked, did the so-called extraterritorial battlefield pass from here?

"If you are not dead in a thousand years, you will be called to that extraterritorial battlefield, and then we will meet here, if I can live until then......"

"Let's go, although we were not born in the era of consent, our roots are the same, we are all disciples of Immortal Mountain, I don't have the slightest malice towards you, the only thing I hate is the master. ”

After that, Jiang Feng's body began to fade gradually, and finally disappeared in front of Mo Wuchen's eyes, as if he had never appeared.

Mo Wuchen stood quietly in place, still holding the pen in his hand, and still thinking about it, he felt that it was still a little unreal.

A young man, who was also a disciple of the Immortal Mountain, was sealed under the earth by the Master himself.

The pen is also handed over to him by the other party.

He never thought that he would get the pen so easily.

"Thank you!"

After being silent for a long time, Mo Wuchen finally took a deep breath, he carefully put away the Heavenly Pen, and then bowed his hand and bowed to the place where Jiang Feng disappeared.

This is a senior brother from a different era, a former disciple of Bulao Mountain, the matter between him and his master, true and false, Mo Wuchen has no way to prove it now, I am afraid that only time can make the truth slowly surface.

"Whoosh!"

After the defeat in the air, Mo Wuchen no longer had the slightest hesitation, he jumped up, stepped on the void, and flew towards the top of the cave entrance at the fastest speed.

"With the addition of the Divine Monument, now, the two holy relics of the division have entered my hands, and it is time to go back. ”

On the way to the top of the cave, Mo Wangchen whispered to himself, all the while, he was a little relieved to go down to the real world.

Since he was a god at the beginning, the divine fortune in the divine sea has also increased day by day, which means that in the real world, more and more people have obtained the godhead.

This is a kind of heavenly way, as the situation develops for a long time, there will be chaos on the real side, and the holy mountain is guarded by a big white dog, but there are too many enemies of Mo Wuchen, and many ancient kings have wanted to take his life.

During the time that he was not in the real world, he only hoped that nothing would happen to the Holy Mountain and the Mo family.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, just as Mo Wuchen arrived above the entrance of the cave and his body had just swept out, high in the sky, in the originally calm void, there was suddenly a terrifying and suffocating energy fluctuation, which suddenly converged.

The next moment, a large fiery red hand that enveloped the entire void reached out into the void.

This was a large hand that was completely condensed with flames, and the moment it appeared, the temperature of the entire void suddenly reached a certain peak.

The invisible and hot air flow spread in all directions, as if it could evaporate the space.

"Little brute, give me death!"

An angry shout appeared, as loud as the sound of the Great Dao, echoing in all directions, and the sound was endless.

"Fire God Emperor?!"

Mo Wangchen's face was suddenly startled, and he heard the identity of the person who made the voice, and it belonged to the Fire God Emperor.

How long has it been since I was under the mouth of the cave, and the other party took a picture so quickly?

"It's troublesome, now the Holy Ancestor is not ......"

For the first time, Mo Wuchen's face showed an incomparably solemn look.

Facing a god-emperor level powerhouse, it is impossible for him to cope with it now.

"Is it the Vulcan Emperor, who came so soon?"

"Mo Wuchen came out of that underground, it's really fateful, even the masters of the Eight Great Divine Clans don't dare to step into it easily, he actually walked out alive, I don't know if he got any ancient treasures?"

"Whatever he gets, he'll die today!" a powerhouse from the Vulcan clan sneered.

"It's not the true body of the Fire God Emperor, it's still just an incarnation. ”

While everyone in the audience was surprised, some Saint Lord-level powers clearly saw something.

"Mo Wuchen has the protection of a master behind him, before he completely understands the identity of the other party, it seems that even the Fire God Emperor does not dare to rush out in person, and now he has descended an incarnation again, I am afraid that it is to test the person behind Mo Wuchen, does he still have any spare strength?" (https:)

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