He followed the dragon spirit all the way to the edge of the realm here, and in front of him, he saw an Optimus Prime towering between heaven and earth.

An Optimus Prime, if you look closely, it is a brush, on which the carved dragon pattern surrounds, on the tip of the brush, is the edge of this world, beyond the tip of the pen, gray, like chaos, all things are lonely, dead silence is not an inch of grass.

The tip of the pen is depicting the world, constantly drawing flowers and trees, the ground, the sky, and the existence of the world.

This scene made Chen Long a little shocked.

In his thoughts, he went to find the magic pen by himself, or like the magic pen Ma Liang, he met a little old man and gave him a magic pen all the time.

And after hearing about the fairy pen in the dragon painting, what he thought about was the treasure of the cave in Xiuzhen's novel.

Come to Lingyin Mountain and find the treasure cave on the mountain.

After entering the cave, accept the test of the pen fairy, the fairy pen lies on the platform of the cave ** shining light, the pen fairy appears, pour him some chicken soup, give him some inheritance, and everything will be over.

However, this is not the case.

First of all, the cave is not a real cave, but a painting wall, and secondly, the fairy pen turned out to be a giant pen, in the painting wall world, painting the world.

"Shangxian, this is the magic pen. ”

For the dragon spirit, the treasure used by the pen fairy is naturally the magic pen.

However, in Chen Long's opinion, it is more appropriate for the pen fairy to use the fairy pen.

At this time, the girl in red, her eyes were unwavering, and she also wanted to know what Long Chen, who had a true cultivation, was going to do.

With such a huge immortal pen, how to obtain it, Chen Long already had some ideas in his heart.

If this is the test of the pen fairy, then go for it.

Under the eyes of the law, Chen Long, who wanted to act, discovered something wrong again, the magic brush painted the world, and the spiritual charm on his body was slowly being consumed.

That is to say, if the fairy pen has a spirit, in the case of it painting the world, it will slowly consume its own spiritual charm, and it will inevitably self-destruct the Tao, causing the instability of the Dao foundation.

And the situation of the fairy pen in front of me, I don't know how long I have been painting the world, and the spirituality of the fairy pen has reached the verge of collapse.

"I'll go!"

Chen Long wanted to scold his mother very much, and finally found a magic pen to take it back and use his power to save Jiangcheng from danger.

Unexpectedly, Xianbi himself had a problem.

"No matter, take the pen and talk about it. ”

Chen Long didn't care about him, with an edict in his mouth, he didn't trigger it, and said to Bai Jiao: "Bai, do it." ”

High-spirited!

Bai Jiao flew out of Long Chen's arm, and when he saw the wind, he grew, and a white dragon appeared in the barren world.

He flew towards the huge pen in front of him, and Bai Jiao flew away, showing Panlong makeup, coiled on the giant pen, and kept pulling in the direction where Long Chen was.

However, with the power of Bai Jiao, it is difficult to change the behavior of the giant pen to paint the world.

"It's not close!"

Obviously, the so-called magic pen in front of him is the arrangement of the pen fairy, so that the world of strokes, and Chen Long guessed that the reason why the green snake went out to find someone to find the pen is probably because if the magic pen spirituality collapses, I am afraid she will not live long.

After all, the dragon painting is painted by the magic brush, if the magic brush is difficult to protect itself, can it guarantee that the catastrophe fails, and only a little true spirit of the dragon painting will work?

Obviously, it is not possible, even in the supernatural world, there are some unrealities.

No matter why, the magic pen is in front, Chen Long can't give up easily, if he doesn't fight at this time, when will he wait?

Chen Long jumped up, pointed a brush, condensed a little spirituality, and the sound of the edict in his mouth was not issued, since he sent and received the water control spell cultivation freely, even if there was no pen and ink, he could use water instead of ink, and write what he thought in his heart out of thin air.

Although this is a tricky approach, it has not yet reached the third realm of the imperial pen, but for him at the moment, it is enough.

Draw the door of the Escape Spell, get in, and reappear, already on the crown of the magic pen, the top of Optimus Prime's pen.

Standing on the crown of the magic pen, with a panoramic view of the world of the painting wall, the four scholars are in the experience of drunken life and dream of death, life and death, and cannot extricate themselves.

Joy, anger, sorrow, love, evil, greed, hatred, and obsession, lust for immortals, and death experience inhuman torture.

Calm and concentrated, Chen Long knew that he had to take out the strength to eat milk, otherwise, he would not be able to surrender the magic pen.

Concentrate for a moment, not to mention the method of connecting in the air, the dragon qi of the whole body, the sun, the moon and the heavenly fire will not let go, the ability of the edict will explode, and the deep charm of the whole body will also burst out.

Everything was ready, and he jumped up and jumped from under the giant pillar.

Boom!

Holding a brush in his hand, under the traction of his edict, the tip of the pen came out, a Tai Chi appeared, a flame turned into a hair, in the sky, there was a moon, there was also a sun, as if the sun and the moon followed, descending into this dim, but there is no sun and moon in the painting world.

The sky has changed, the chaos outside the tip of the pen has been washed away, and everything in the world of the painting wall is also reviving at this moment.

On the other hand, the hidden spiritual charm is also rapidly draining, leaving Chen Long's world with little more.

"The phoenix dances, and the dragon leaps into the sky"

A poem was written in an instant, after Chen Long fell, he looked up at the sky, and finally grabbed Bai Jiao's tail to ensure that he did not fall to his death.

The edict was issued, as if it had a heavenly constitution in its mouth, and its words followed the law, and the magic pen was magnificent.

Bai Jiao wrapped around the magic pen and began to move, slowly pulling the magic pen back from the state of agitation and chaos.

On top of the magic pen, there is an edict written by Chen Long, a few big characters, full of spiritual rhyme, and the mysterious artistic conception is hidden in it, flashing with light.

"It would be nice if it could be smaller. ”

Chen Long muttered, the magic pen is too big, even if Bai Jiao can drag it, he can't take it away.

As he spoke, the magic pen really slowly became smaller, "Okay, good baby, a little smaller, a little smaller." ”

The magic pen slowly became smaller, slowly smaller, to the extent that he could hold it with his hands, presented in front of him, the void was suspended, and the only trace of spirituality left on the tip of the pen was also preserved.

The pen spirit consumes itself, driving the fairy pen to paint the world, although it does not damage the essence of the magic pen, but without the pen spirit, the fairy pen is missing something after all.

Compared with the pen of the spirit, and the spiritless, in essence, it is the world of difference between people and immortals.

Bai Jiao flew back again, landed on Chen Long's arm, and saw that the fairy pen was in front of him, even if there was only a trace of spirituality, but it was once a magic pen, and the fairy pen used by the pen fairy was also a big treasure.

With excitement, Long Chen stretched out his hand to grab the magic pen, once touched, the magic pen was magnificent, and there was another mystery, burst out, he was wrapped in light, and the void of the pen tip, the surrounding world, as if to be sucked back into the magic pen.

Yes!

Chen Long shouted, naturally he couldn't let go of the magic pen in his hand, since he had already issued an edict, the magic pen couldn't escape his palm.

When I opened my eyes again, I was lost in a cave, and there was a symbol of shining golden light in front of me, which looked mysterious and mysterious.

The moment he saw that symbol, he had a glimmer of realization in his mind, that was the core of the magic pen, the inheritance of the secret spell golden rune, the magic pen can draw the world, can draw the world, can draw people, and has many miraculous things, all because of the existence of the secret spell golden talisman in front of him.