() Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.

Just one area ruled by the Phantom Feather Sect is comparable to the cursed land, and the Phantom Feather Sect is located in the border wilderness, and it can only be regarded as a countryside here, and the vastness of this continent is already difficult to describe with numbers.

In this continent that supports the stars, the Phantom Feather Sect is indeed nothing, and it is no different from the earth chicken and tile dog in front of the real big forces, but in a radius of tens of thousands of miles, the three words of the Phantom Feather Sect are the sky.

Ma Shangfeng took Ge Zheng and walked out of the Phantom Feather Sect, and began to practice in these thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.

Look at the various states of life, fight the giant beasts of the flood, and taste the flavors of the world.

Ma Shangfeng's cultivation is strange, sometimes Ge Zheng will run thousands of miles to buy a jar of wine, sometimes Ge Zheng will go deep into the ground to take a piece of soil, and sometimes Ge Zheng will kill the demon beast and only take a handful of hair from the demon beast.

At first, Ge Zheng was puzzled, but later Ge Zheng finally discovered Ma Shangfeng's purpose.

Wine is ink, earthenized pen shaft, demon beast hair is the pen head, when a carefully refined brush appeared in front of Ge Zheng, Ma Shangfeng seemed to be much older, although the appearance was still a young man, but Ge Zheng saw the vicissitudes of life in Ma Shangfeng's eyes.

Previously, Ma Shangfeng had been cynical like an old naughty boy, and at this time, Ma Shangfeng really incarnated as a kind teacher.

"Master, you ......"

"It's okay for me, it's just refining a magic pen, I can't die, the catastrophe is coming, the wind and clouds are in the wilderness, I have to have a successor to this magic pen." ”

What the emperor said is extremely true.

Even the Spirit Channeling Realm can sense everything in the future, let alone the Great Emperor.

"Apprentice, the Phantom Feather Sect has changed, although I have never shown my strength, but I have a prestige to suppress it, those people don't dare to make too many mistakes, but after all, it has changed, some things can be done, but the essence will not change. ”

Ge Zheng sighed, Ma Shangfeng couldn't let go of the Phantom Feather Sect after all, knowing that the Phantom Feather Sect had changed, he was still reluctant to leave, with his strength, even if he broke away from the Phantom Feather Sect, he could live very comfortably.

In the days that followed, Ge Zheng began to learn to paint.

"Only when you have confidence can you put down your pen if you are like a god, and only when God and qi are in harmony can you turn fiction into reality. ”

The magic pen, the pen is flesh and blood, the person holding the pen is the soul, painting the flesh and blood, injecting the soul, can make the dead things in the pen have vitality.

Visiting the mountains, seeing all the mountains and rivers, every grass and tree is a god, and every water and stone is a fairy.

Three months later, Ge Zheng's first painting was finally born, and on this day, the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains of the Phantom Feather Sect were thundering, and it seemed that a great power was born.

Phantom Feather Sect, Weathered Moon looked at the cumulus clouds in the sky.

"Senior brother, after all, you still passed on your magical power to him, and I have hundreds of millions of disciples of the Phantom Feather Sect, don't you even look down on it?"

Sect Master Yu Linxing couldn't stop shaking his head, he was also holding a brush and painting, and the scene in the painting turned out to be Ge Zheng playing chess with him, vivid, but it was just a dead thing, without charm.

Ma Shangfeng, a magic pen walks the world, how many people are eager for this kind of magical power, but how many people can't get it after exhausting their hard work, Ge Zheng actually understood, maybe this is the reason why Ma Shangfeng chose Ge Zheng.

"Master Ma Shangfeng, why do you bother, our Phantom Feather Sect still has a chance to defeat the Spirit Feather Sect!" Yu Linxing threw down the brush, and the scroll turned into ashes with the brush, he had been enlightened for many years, but after all, he couldn't get that kind of magical power.

One stroke crosses 100,000 miles, and ten paintings coexist and shake the void.

The name of Ma Shangfeng, who used to be a magic pen, is no different from killing gods in the eyes of Lingyu Sect, and there is no defeat, no matter who he meets.

Decline, from demonic energy.

Now, Ma Shangfeng has controlled the demonic energy, and the once invincible magic pen Ma Shangfeng has returned, but he no longer has the confidence he had at the beginning, and he actually found a successor.

Spirit Feather Sect, the Great Elder looked at the sky and thunder from afar.

"Old opponent, do you feel it too? This time our Spirit Feather Sect is going to be decided! The last time you fought for a big opportunity, after all, it failed to help the Phantom Feather Sect rise, and now millions of years have passed, the opportunity has reappeared, and our Spirit Feather Sect is no longer what it used to be. ”

However, Ge Zheng and Ma Shangfeng, who caused this change, did not have any consciousness and actually ate barbecue in the mountains.

"Master, is it delicious?" Ge Zheng flipped the pieces of meat on the barbecue grill while feasting, sprinkling the sauce from time to time.

"It's delicious, it's delicious, it's okay, although you can't cultivate this stream, but your cooking skills are really good. "Ma Shangfeng is also eating Haisai, what kind of thunder, what kind of natural vision, it doesn't matter.

"Master, what's going on with the thunder this day?" Ge Zheng wiped the oil stains on his mouth.

The thunder was so terrifying that it shrouded thousands of miles.

"What's going on? You kid really don't have a little self-consciousness, this day the thunder is because of you, for the teacher of this magic pen, you can pass the ghosts and gods, and you can fight demons and evil spirits, and now you have learned supernatural powers, of course, you are born with visions. ”

Ge Zheng was speechless.

It caused such a big vision, and the magic pen kung fu was so rebellious?

"You just mastered, don't understand, others want my magic pen, but I don't know that my magic power has nothing to do with the pen, has nothing to do with paper, and has nothing to do with ink, although I have been using this magic pen, but just used it for too long and reluctant to change, my magic power, from the heart!"

Ge Zheng has a deep understanding of this sentence, the pen is only the appearance, and only by injecting painstaking efforts can the scenery under the painting be transformed from virtual to real.

You can get through ghosts and gods on the top, and you can fight demons and evil spirits on the bottom.

"Soon, in three months, the world will be chaotic, fortunately, you have also mastered my supernatural powers, if anything happens to me in the future, you will leave

Let's open the Phantom Feather Sect. When he said this, Ma Shangfeng was extremely indifferent, as if he was narrating something that had nothing to do with him.

"Master......" Ge Zheng looked embarrassed.

"Haha, my old bones have lived for more than a million years, there's nothing to be sorry about, I know what you're thinking, but the Phantom Feather Sect is my home, I was born here, grew up here, and will die here after all. ”

Even if the emperor is impossible, it will not last forever, and it will be impossible to escape the days, even if he leaves here to avoid risks, there will be a greater crisis waiting for him.

For three months, Ge Zheng began to paint day and night, he painted mountains, water, the sun, moon and stars, but for some reason, he was never able to paint living things.

"Let's go, Master will take you to see the big scene!hahaha!"

On this day, the sun was like fire, and the earth shone with a scarlet light, as if it was stained red with blood.

In the middle of the Spirit Feather Sect and the Phantom Feather Sect, a long jade belt hung in the air, and on both sides of the jade belt, there were countless disciples, waiting for the battle.

This jade belt is the source of the hatred between the Spirit Feather Sect and the Phantom Feather Sect, the body is not there, only the instrument spirit survives.

The jade belt is ten million miles, and these ten million miles are a line, dividing two cases.

"I didn't expect your Phantom Feather Sect to have the guts, this time, I will completely solve you!" The second elder of the Spirit Feather Sect, Tu Xian, had the most murderous aura, and the murderous aura escaped, and the bodies of ordinary disciples were like chaff, trembling constantly.

"What kind of ability is bullying children, Tuxian, after so long time, you still can't control your murderous aura, and you spray everywhere. "The Seventh Elder of the Phantom Feather Sect, Fang Mengkun, was unwilling to mock Tu Xian.

"Haha, Fang Mengkun, last time I beat half of his body, is he still so ignorant of life and death?" It was Bi Fangtian, the fifth elder of the Spirit Feather Sect, who spoke.

Yu Lin Xing took a deep breath and motioned for the people of the Phantom Feather Sect to stop.

In front of several elders of the older generation, Yu Linxing was just a junior, but he was the sect master and the first combat force of the Phantom Feather Sect, and those elders had to follow his orders.

"It's useless to talk more, do you Spirit Feather Sect really think that my Phantom Feather Sect doesn't have any hole cards?" Yu Lin Xing, not a human race, with the blood of the Qilin, he never knew what it meant to surrender to defeat.

From the perspective of combat effectiveness, the current Phantom Feather Sect is indeed in a weak position, but the battlefield is changing rapidly, and who wins and who loses does not depend on the strength on paper.

"That's right, you are of Qilin blood, with the power of the stars, you can indeed be invincible in this wasteland, but you can't save the Phantom Feather Sect alone, can you protect one person, can you protect the hundreds of millions of disciples behind you?"

Niu Shuhong Honghong, born in poverty, was originally a shepherd boy in the world, but he was fortunate to hear an elder of the Lingyu Sect preaching, enlightened overnight, ten years of Yuan painting, a hundred years of Lingxu, is the fastest person to cultivate since the establishment of the Lingyu Sect.

In the battle for the suzerain 100,000 years ago, Niu Guan Honghong also pushed all the way, showing invincible assets, if he hadn't met Yu Linxing, then he would really have been able to cast an invincible reputation.

Niu closed Honghong, Yu Linxing, the two entered the sect almost at the same time, and their cultivation almost progressed together, when they were still disciples, the two fought countless times, if it weren't for Niu Closed Honghong's life-saving secret treasure given by the master, he would have been killed by Yu Linxing countless times.

From the first encounter between the two of them in the Vientiane Realm, to the Lingxu Realm before becoming the sect master, Niu Guan Honghong faced Shangyu Linxing, and he never won a single battle.

But 100,000 years have passed since the last battle between the two, and Niu Shuhong Honghong feels that he may not be worse than Yu Linxing.

Just when the two sides were at a stalemate, Ma Shangfeng broke through the void with a magic pen, and appeared directly and abruptly with Ge Zheng.

Looking at the tense two sides, Ma Shangfeng said with a smile: "I'm sorry everyone, it's late, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay yet, you see, that is called Bi Fangtian, who was spanked by me at the beginning, it should be the fifth elder of the Lingyu Sect, the one called Tu Xian, it seems that he has a lot of killing intent towards you, I will abolish him in a while, last time I broke his head, but this old boy's vitality is more tenacious than that of Lao Wang Ba......"

Ma Shangfeng arranged a group of masters of the Spirit Feather Sect as if no one was around, and for a while, no one dared to jump out to refute.

This is the magic pen Ma Shangfeng, who was once an invincible powerhouse, he did not become the sect master, but because he had not avenged his revenge, he wanted to fight with the Lingyu Sect.

From Enlightenment to Ling Xu, the struggle between the Spirit Feather Sect and the Phantom Feather Sect has been going on, but there is only one time in a million years like today, and they have fought for countless years, maybe this is the last time......

Ma Shangfeng talked about the past as if no one was around, and Ge Zheng was also very cooperative.

"Master is amazing! Master is invincible, Master, that one with three bird's heads seems to be staring at you all the time......"

"That, the three-headed crow, when I see him, I am unlucky, there are originally seven heads, it is said that it can grow to nine heads and it will be invincible in the world, I hammered four heads, it can't have nine heads in this life, what's the name...... Can't remember. ”

Wu Man's face was gloomy, he was the three-headed crow in Ma Shang's mouth, he wanted to say: Lao Tzu is not a crow, Lao Tzu is Tongtian Wu, a divine bird with the blood of the golden crow!

But he didn't have the courage, let him yell at anyone in the Phantom Feather Sect He had the courage, but at Ma Shangfeng, he didn't have the guts!

The master and apprentice sang and harmonized, which made this battlefield silent and became a stage for their master and apprentice.

Niu Shu Honghong snorted coldly: "This senior is the magic pen Ma Shangfeng, I can't imagine that after millions of years, your immortal and demonic qi can be controlled freely, but can't the predecessor sense that this time the destiny is in our Spirit Feather Sect!"

"Little doll, do you know why they don't dare to talk to me? Because whoever talks to me will be spanked by me, you see your master's face is flushed, let me tell you, oh, her ass is the most elastic I have ever beaten, it feels good, you say that now, you'd better be careful for a while." ”

"Phew, Ma Shangfeng, don't be disrespectful to the elder!" Meng Qingmeng, the great elder of the Lingyu Sect, is also the master of Niu Shu Honghong.

Although he scolded, everyone realized a problem, and Meng Qingmeng did not refute it, which meant that ...... Her ass was really spanked by Ma Shangfeng.

"Qingmeng, I haven't seen you for many years, and your figure seems to be better. ”

......

Meng Qingmeng didn't want to say it anymore, she knew Ma Shangfeng's character, ignore him, he will arrange you at most once, but once you talk, it will only be exposed to more troubles, so many disciples on the scene can hear it clearly.

"Little doll, see it, even your master doesn't dare to talk to me, why is that? because she's afraid of being spanked by me!"

No one expected that what was originally a life-and-death battle between the two sects became a stage for Ma Shangfeng to perform alone, and none of the older generation masters of the Lingyu Sect present had not been beaten by Ma Shangfeng, of course, some were beaten to death millions of years ago, otherwise more people could be arranged.

"Ma Shangfeng, you are a senior, I respect you, but my Spirit Feather Sect is destined to return, and your Phantom Feather Sect will definitely be destroyed this time!"

"Hahaha, Xiaowa still doesn't know enough about the past, to tell you the truth, millions of years ago, the Mandate of Heaven was also on the side of your Lingyu Sect, what bullshit Mandate of Heaven, it wasn't fought over by Lao Tzu!"

Hearing this, all the juniors were extremely shocked!

This secret is not recorded in any classics, but no one refutes it, which shows that Ma Shangfeng is telling the truth, not without purpose.

How terrifying is a person who can even reverse his destiny?

"Ma Shangfeng, you have won the destiny of heaven, but you are also immortal and demonic and almost died, millions of years later, do you still have the courage to go against the sky? This time if you go against the sky, you will probably die, right?" Others didn't dare, Tu Xian was also afraid, but when he saw Ge Zheng beside Ma Shangfeng, he was furious.

"Maybe, but it's okay to spank your ass again before you die, maybe you should have pumped your face this time, you have been beaten millions of years ago, except for Qingmeng's ass, your ass feels too bad, and there is no elasticity at all. ”

The corners of Meng Qingmeng's mouth twitched, she was silent, Ma Shangfeng still didn't let her go, but who made her the Great Elder, or the sect master's master.

"Hehe, you have already tried the price of going against the sky, and if you don't know whether you live or die this time, you will definitely die!" Wu Man also mustered up the courage to stand up.

"Yo Yo Yo, three crows, I'll blow up your remaining three heads this time, the crow's cry is too ugly. ”

"Ma Shangfeng, we all know that you are very strong, but this time you can't go against the sky, and you can't save the Phantom Feather Sect!" Niu Guan Honghong stood at the front of the team, arrogant to Ma Shangfeng.

He had never experienced the Great War millions of years ago, otherwise he would never have had the courage to stare at Ma Shangfeng with such a gaze.

"You little baby is quite jumpy, I will blow you up first, by the way, what's your name? Niu closed Honghong, I think you are quite good, but don't cry dad and call mother for a while. "Ma Shangfeng is not used to Niu Closed Honghong at all.

The jade belt kept spreading, and the chaotic qi was sprinkled, making this battlefield gradually stable, and the jade belt was also more substantial, and everyone's tense atmosphere did not dare to breathe, even if it was the emperor, he might not be able to survive in such a melee.

Only Ma Shangfeng, who has been laughing, doesn't seem to care about the upcoming war at all, and the brush in his hand is also mediocre, only those who have experienced the war millions of years ago know how terrifying this ordinary brush is.

The thirty-six legions of the Lingyu Sect and the legions that had expanded their territory outside also returned, ready for battle.

The Thirty-Sixth Legion of the Phantom Feather Sect stood on the opposite side, and it was not weak at all.

The competition of ordinary disciples is meaningless, it is just the accumulation of the Mandate of Heaven, and the war between the Thirty-Sixth Legion and many masters is the key to determining the outcome of this battle.

Among the thirty-six legions of the Lingyu Sect, there is a legion, everyone is staring at Ge Zheng, the bad legion, the third legion of the territory and expanding the territory, their last commander, self-beheaded cultivation to go to the cursed land, but died in the hands of Ge Zheng, their hatred for Ge Zheng has reached its peak.

Ma Shangfeng also noticed it.

"I almost forgot, this bad legion and Tuxian are the most murderous to my disciples, and they will be killed first when the war starts, and the others are okay, they don't care too much about my disciples. ”

Ma Shangfeng didn't say this sentence, but in his heart.

His strength is very strong, but there is always the extreme, this kind of thing is better to shoot cold, and it is not easy to do it in advance.

Everyone was waiting, waiting for the jade belt to fall.

The jade belt is the destiny of the two of them to compete for countless years, and the jade belt can prosper for millions of years, and even completely destroy each other, but no one has ever really been in charge of the jade belt.

Everyone felt that this time was likely to be the last time to fight, regardless of the mandate of heaven or not, one of the Spirit Feather Sect and the Phantom Feather Sect would definitely be completely destroyed, annexed, and cease to exist!

Fenghuayue looked at the high-spirited Ma Shangfeng, her eyes were confused, and she seemed to return to the time when Ma Shangfeng was invincible millions of years ago.

"Senior brother, you are still the same as you were at the beginning, but the Phantom Feather Sect is no longer the Phantom Feather Sect, even if it is the Great Emperor, it will turn into ashes after all, why be persistent!"

The Great Emperor will also fall, and he will also fall into reincarnation, but if he fights for his life against the sky, he is likely to be deprived of his qualifications to enter reincarnation.