Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Face-Losing Man's Imperial Pen

Zhou Chen, who officially stepped into the realm of the Immortal Dao, the mana barrier he had arranged was naturally extremely strong.

The giant sword condensed by the power of the temporal storm, after slashing down on the mana barrier, only shocked and stimulated a piercing roar.

As for the mana barrier itself, it was not shaken at all.

Seeing the power of the space-time storm that countless powerhouses in the Xuanhuang Great World talked about, it didn't cause any damage to itself at all in the end.

This made Fang Han and Fang Qingxue's eyebrows appear with a look of horror.

When Zhou Chen turned his palm to suppress Su Xiuyi before, although the two of them felt shocked, they were far less intense than they were coming now.

After all, Su Xiuyi is strong, but he can only be regarded as a master in the Xuanhuang Great World, not the kind of immortal nine-fold and ten-fold supreme powerhouse.

But right now, the power of this space-time storm, which is the peak of the ordinary immortal realm, has to retreat from the existence.

As a result, they were easily resisted, which made Fang Han and Fang Qingxue once again have a more intuitive understanding of Zhou Chen's cultivation strength.

It was only at this moment that the two of them resettled their hanging hearts.

The giant sword dissipated and was shaken away by the mana barrier for less than a moment, only to see that in the depths of the tides of time and space, an even more ferocious storm once again blew.

Endless space fragments have condensed into axes, axes, hooks, forks, and other weapons that wreak havoc in the void.

These weapons swept towards Zhou Chen and the others overwhelmingly, but there were still no exceptions, and in the end, they were all shattered into nothingness by the layer of mana barrier around everyone's bodies.

"When your physical body breaks through to the realm of human immortals, you can come to the tides of time and space again, and temper your physical body through the power contained in these temporal storms."

Looking at the various never-ending attacks condensed from space debris around his body, Zhou Chen suddenly turned around and commanded Fang Han.

Hearing these words in their ears, the expressions on the faces of Fang Qingxue and the others all changed suddenly.

What a crazy idea to use the attacks formed by space debris to temper and sharpen their bodies, they simply couldn't accept it for a while.

Only the monkey, who had also practiced the secret method of human immortals, nodded thoughtfully.

"The disciple knows, and when the disciple's realm breaks through, he will come here to temper and sharpen his body."

And Fang Han was naturally convinced of his master, he nodded solemnly, obviously remembering Zhou Chen's instructions in his heart.

"Hmm!"

Bowing slightly, Zhou Chen smiled with satisfaction.

Just as Zhou Chen and the others were rushing towards the depths of the Heavenly Martial Treasury, located in the depths of the tides of time and space, suddenly another pair of huge eyes quietly brightened.

The owner of those eyes seemed to notice the movement here, and secretly peeked at Zhou Chen and a few of them who were uninvited guests who trespassed into the tides of time and space.

Those eyes silently looked at Zhou Chen and the others for a while, and then suddenly opened its huge mouth like a black hole.

Above this huge mouth, the fangs stood tall, and in the depths of the fangs, a powerful suction burst out.

This change immediately attracted the attention of Zhou Chen and others.

Everyone looked away, and they could vaguely see that behind the huge mouth of the blood basin, there was a strange beast that looked like a bird and not a bird, like a fish and not a fish.

This is an ancient divine beast, hidden in space, I don't know how many miles long.

"This is Kunpeng! But the cultivation is not high! ”

With a sweep of his thoughts, Zhou Chen thoroughly probed the appearance of the strange beast into a clear and clear understanding, and he said indifferently.

Hearing these words in their ears, the expressions of Fang Han and Fang Qingxue changed slightly.

For them now, the primeval divine beast of Kunpeng is definitely not an existence that they are qualified to touch.

Relatively speaking, the expressions of the monkey and the human emperor pen are still as indifferent as ever.

In the depths of the tides of time and space, there are countless fierce beasts living in it, and Kunpeng is one of them.

These fierce beasts are also like Terran monks, with a division of realms, and the weak cubs among them are even lower than Fang Han's current realm.

However, all the fierce beasts that can survive in the tides of time and space, they are all ancient and powerful.

The most advanced ones have comprehended the laws of space, which is equivalent to the strength of the third-layer cave heaven realm of the human race's long body.

However, for the two of them, Monkey and Human Emperor Pen, even if they are immortal nine and ten strong people, they have never been taken into account by the two of them.

In the eyes of the monkey and the human emperor, these fierce beasts are really nothing.

Before waiting for Zhou Chen's words, the relatively weakest person Huangbi took the initiative to stand up and share the worries of the master.

I saw that the human emperor pen strode forward, and an extremely strong momentum immediately overflowed from his body, enveloping the oncoming Kunpeng.

The right hand slowly poked out, and a sword finger on it came out together, and began to outline in the void one after another.

In the blink of an eye, a big 'town' character was written by him under the sword finger of the emperor's pen.

As soon as the word 'town' came out, Fang Han, Fang Qingxue and the others immediately felt the faint emanation of the heavy aura in the text, which seemed to be like a world.

"This is the Great World Technique?"

Fang Han and Fang Qingxue's experience is also not bad, and they can see at a glance that the text written by the human emperor's pen contains the essential root of the supernatural power.

At the same time, the Kunpeng on the other side seemed to be aware of the dangerous aura coming from the word 'town'.

Immediately afterward, the Kunpeng didn't care about the people who were about to be burst into his mouth, and turned around directly to flee towards the depths of the space-time tide behind him.

However, the cultivation strength of the human emperor's pen, how can it be compared to the existence of that Kunpeng?

Although the Human Emperor Pen does not use the ontology to write magical powers now, it is enough to suppress Kunpeng who has just comprehended the laws of space.

With the word 'town' written with the pen of the emperor, it seemed to be slow but actually fell towards the back of the Kunpeng.

All of a sudden, it was as if the Kunpeng had been suppressed by a world.

Rao is body of this primeval divine beast is very powerful, but he still feels as if he is trapped in a quagmire, and he can't break free from it at all.

It's just that the Kunpeng is an existence that has survived for countless years after all, and I saw a trace of mystical light suddenly flash on its body.

In the next moment, the Kunpeng broke free from the restraints around his body, almost dodged the word 'town' written by the human emperor's pen, and fled towards the depths of the tide of time and space.

"Presumptuous!"

Seeing that Kunpeng flapped its wings through countless space-time storms and fled towards the depths of the space-time tides, the face of the Human Emperor Pen immediately turned pale, and a roar of rage came out of his mouth.

This time, it was a little careless, and he never thought that Kunpeng would be so decisive, and directly burned nearly 10,000 years of longevity, desperately trying to break free from the suppression he exerted.

In front of his own master, if this Kunpeng is allowed to escape unharmed, where will this emperor's face be placed?

The human emperor pen didn't think about it, and directly turned his palm and took out a brush that was as clear as jade, which was where his body was held.