Chapter 9: The Broken Treasure of Humanity
Zhou Chen didn't dive straight all the way to the depths of the ground, but instead swam around, circling downward.
Because in the soil underground, there are some very hard veins.
If it is forcibly broken, there is a good chance that the ground will collapse.
This will also have a big impact on Zhou Chen, so he deliberately bypassed those ore veins.
Along the way, he kept circling downward, and it didn't take long for Zhou Chen to go deeper into the ground for a distance of more than 4,000 zhang.
At this moment, around Zhou Chen's body, there was a silent and quiet darkness.
There was nothing but hard rock on all sides.
However, when Zhou Chen continued to dive a distance of nearly a thousand zhang and passed through a layer of solid rock, the scene in front of him changed dramatically in an instant.
I saw that the originally dark and deep space around Zhou Chen's body suddenly shone brightly.
The dark rock, which used to be hard, has now turned into transparent crystals, winding and circling for many miles.
Divine thoughts moved slightly, and Zhou Chendang saw a looming palace even in the depths of that huge transparent crystal.
When he was in the outside world before, the majestic aura that Zhou Chen sensed came from the transparent crystal.
Although the palace deep in the transparent crystals is extremely delicate and magnificent, even the carved beams and paintings are not enough to describe it.
But Zhou Chen didn't care at all, his eyes were all on the huge transparent crystal.
The Yuan Shen moved slightly, and Zhou Chendang even ran his divine thoughts to envelop all the transparent crystals.
Zhou Chen didn't care about the palace in the transparent crystal at all, his attention was correct
At this moment, the true face of the transparent crystal was also clearly presented in Zhou Chen's mind.
"It is worthy of being one of the world's most humane treasures, it is really magnificent and fair!"
Carefully looking at the huge transparent crystal in front of him, Zhou Chen muttered to himself the origin of its roots.
The human emperor pen is the first sharp weapon between heaven and earth.
A single sentence of life and death for the heavens, the stroke of the pen is enough to cut off a world, and the three thousand avenues that are fully one-tenth of this world are known.
In its heyday, the human emperor's pen, which followed the command of the ancient emperor, was an extremely powerful and powerful immortal weapon.
It's just that later it suffered a catastrophe, and its strength was greatly attenuated, and even one ten-thousandth of its power in its heyday was not retained.
Today's human emperor pen is at most equivalent to the realm of a superb Taoist weapon.
It is precisely because of this that Zhou Chen has the courage to find this humane treasure.
If not, with Zhou Chen's current cultivation strength, he would not have the strength to touch an immortal weapon.
At this moment, this huge and magnificent human emperor pen lies horizontally in the rock layer deep underground, as if it has been buried under the earth after many thousands of years, the earth's crust has changed.
Although it has been washed away by the long river of time, it has not made the emperor's pen decay at all.
It's just that it's just as unusual, as if it's sleeping deep underground, waiting to wake up.
Walking to the side of the human emperor pen, Zhou Chen did not show any breath, he raised his hand and gently slapped it on the body of the human emperor pen.
This palm looks breezy and bleak, and there is not a trace of power in it.
However, after falling on the body of the human emperor pen, it immediately made the huge and magnificent human emperor pen tremble violently.
At the same time, even within the depths of the earth, which stretched for tens of thousands of miles, trembled.
This caused the ground to collapse and tremble one after another, producing an extremely extensive vision of the earth dragon turning over.
"Buzz!"
This human emperor pen seemed to have been awakened from a slumber by Zhou Chen's palm, and it actually let out an annoyed soft groan.
Immediately after, Zhou Chen felt that the space he was in began to collapse.
In the blink of an eye, the huge human imperial pen, which stretched for tens of thousands of miles, began to shrink infinitely, millions of times faster!
In the end, the human emperor pen turned into the size of an ordinary brush and presented it in front of Zhou Chen's eyes, and the edge appeared.
"Die!"
The pen strokes of the human emperor's pen swiped one after another, and between the iron painting and silver hooks, a simple and mysterious seal character was written, and swept towards Zhou Chen.
"Okay, this trip is really worthwhile!"
Looking at the word 'death' in front of him, instead of being angry, Zhou Chen laughed and said.
Because Zhou Chen could clearly feel that above the word 'death', there was a strong existence of heaven and earth, which was exactly one of the three thousand avenues he needed.
The word 'death' written by that person's imperial pen was really powerful, and when the word 'death' fell on Zhou Chen's body, even his strong body faintly emitted a breath of silence.
Fortunately, this person's imperial pen is now only equivalent to the realm of a superb Dao weapon, even if the three thousand avenues it is in charge of are more mysterious, it can't cause much harm to Zhou Chen.
The power of qi and blood, as strong and pure as the smoke of the beacon fire, suddenly moved, and Zhou Chen directly smashed the word 'death' into nothingness.
"Good! Good! Good! It is worthy of being the most humane treasure in this world! ”
After feeling the power of the human emperor's pen, Zhou Chen immediately clasped his palms together and laughed and said.
The more powerful this person's imperial pen is, the more powerful the role he can play after he subdues it.
What makes Zhou Chen most excited is that the power of this person's imperial pen has not even reached one-ten-thousandth of its heyday.
If this person's imperial pen can be restored to its peak state, even if Zhou Chen enters the immortal realm of this heaven and earth, it will be enough to hold on.
"Who is it? How dare you disturb my slumber? ”
"Who is it? Trying to collect the magic weapon? ”
"Who is it? Coveting the pen of heaven that holds life and death? ”
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Zhou Chen's smile was very cheerful, but after it was transmitted to the ears of the human emperor's pen, it immediately made him extremely angry.
But one after another, loud voices resounded from the trembling human emperor's pen, echoing five thousand zhang deep under the ground.
At the same time, the pen of the human emperor pen was transferred again, and hundreds of words between the iron and silver hooks were written by him.
In the void, these hundreds of words opened up one world after another, and began to draw on the power within.
Seeing such a scene, Zhou Chen was not moved at all, he wanted to carefully experience the power of the emperor's pen today.
Zhou Chen waited quietly for a few breaths, and the hundreds of words finally absorbed the power to the fullest.
Each text evolved into a supernatural power neatly, converging into a torrent of supernatural powers, sweeping towards Zhou Chen overwhelmingly.