Facing the mad dragon who raised his sword and glared angrily, the scholar smiled indifferently, patted the storage bag on his waist, and a magic weapon was given out. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The appearance of the magic weapon is very special, it is actually a rare brush, and the tip of the pen is not known to be made of what kind of material, and it is extremely sharp.

With a flick of the brush in his hand, the tip of the pen flashed a cold light under the reflection of the sun, he glanced at the mad dragon, and said in a deep voice: "Crazy dragon, let's make a move!" I have long heard that your martial arts cultivation is superb, and today I want to learn your stunt-the mad dragon rage. As he spoke, the ritual spun around his head and hovered in front of him.

This artifact also has a shocking name - the Instant Heavenly Pen.

When many cultivators heard this name for the first time, they associated it with the Instant Heaven Continent.

But after thinking about it in a blink of an eye, he felt that the name of this magic weapon should have been given by the scholar himself, after all, how could a powerful magic weapon fall into the hands of a cultivator who only had the strength of the Rotation Period.

Hearing the scholar say a lot of opening remarks, the mad dragon snorted coldly, and his figure flashed, so he came to the scholar and shouted angrily, "The mad dragon is angry." The long knife in his hand emitted a dazzling light, and in the light, a huge force shot out, conjuring up a sword light that went straight to the scholar's face.

The scholar was not alarmed, his body was slightly misaligned, and then he made a spell, and under his control, the white light was large, and it spun in the air, flying towards the long knife.

The two magic weapons collided together, making a clanging sound, and the huge impact force made the dragon take three steps back.

The mad dragon let out a low sigh and said loudly, "Happy, cultivators of the Rotation Period, there are very few who can resist my blow. His figure moved, jumped in the air, and the power of ten thousand catties was concentrated on the knife, and he slashed towards the instant heaven pen again.

The scholar smiled coldly, his hand turned again and again, and the Dao Dao Law fell on the instantaneous pen, and the instantaneous heavenly pen danced quickly towards the void, and in the blink of an eye, a large white character appeared in the air. That big character is the word 'Dao' on the scholar's fan, but this time the word 'Dao' is more spiritual, and it seems to contain endless morality.

"Go!" the scholar snorted with a solemn expression.

The word Dao flashed suddenly, and in an instant, he came to the front of the mad dragon, just in time to meet the mad dragon with a volley in the air.

"Touch!" There was a loud bang, and the word 'Dao' dissipated into the air under the powerful attack.

The body of the mad dragon was stagnant in the air at the moment, and I saw that his face was pale and there was no blood.

"Flutter!" a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the dragon's stagnant body suddenly flew upside down.

The body spun in the air, and the dragon stopped on the ground with difficulty, his expression full of horror.

The scholar's wrist moved, and the pen in front of him danced again, this time not a word, but a painting.

What appears in the painting is a flower, a small lily.

When the tip of the pen was about to finish the last stroke, the scholar whispered, "The wonderful pen gives birth to flowers, and the world is infinite." As his voice sounded, the spiritual power in the surrounding air suddenly flew towards the flower. The flowers, which were originally like dead things, suddenly came to life, and a fragrance of steamed buns reverberate.

The mad dragon's expression tightened, obviously knowing the power of this spell, "Wonderful pen flowers, really powerful." Unequivocal, he raised his long knife and slashed at the ground. The tip of the knife touched the ground, and a yellow light flashed, turning into a straight line, flying straight in the direction of the scholar, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the scholar's face.

The scholar sneered, and did not use the magic weapon, and in a flash of his body, he appeared ten zhang away, and the sword power went straight into the distance from where he was standing.

"Crazy Dragon, you are not my opponent, let it go!" The scholar's figure flashed, and then fell in place, and there was a shallow ravine on the ground at this moment.

The mad dragon also sneered and said, "You haven't decided the winner yet, don't you think it's a little early for you to say this?" ”

"Hey!" the scholar sighed, and his mind moved, and the small lily suddenly flew towards the dragon.

The dragon sword swung, and the sword shadow in the sky was unleashed by him, heading straight for the lily.

The shadow of the sword fell on the lily, as if it had met a loach, and it slipped quietly, but there was not a single shadow of the sword that fell on the lily.

The people around them, seeing such a scene, all opened their mouths in surprise.

It is rumored that the power of the wonderful pen is amazing, but not many people have seen it, and the cultivators around it are all seeing it for the first time.

However, the surprise was yet to come.

I saw the scholar whisper: "Scatter!" After the lily sounded, all the petals suddenly emitted and fell from the air.

Every time a lily falls a petal, it is smaller, and in a short time, there are already tens of thousands of petals falling.

As for the flower itself, none of the petals have been reduced, as if the petals on the flower are endless.

Looking at the petals falling from the sky, the wild dragon laughed and said, "Scholar of the wonderful pen, I thought that your spell was so magical!

The scholar looked indifferent, and said word by word: "Don't worry, the good show is still to come." As soon as he finished speaking, the falling petals flashed at the same time a white light, and after the white light, a strong wind blew, and the ground was covered with sand and dust, and no one could see what was happening.

When the wind cleared, everyone was stunned.

The long knife in the dragon's hand had been discarded to the side, and he was seen kneeling on the ground, drooling at the petals in the air, with a very strange expression, like longing, anticipation, and a little excitement. Just when everyone was looking at it inexplicably, the wild dragon punched his chest and spit out a mouthful of blood.

When everyone saw this, they couldn't help but say a sentence in their hearts: "Could it be that this mad dragon has fallen into this spell and become stupid." ”

The mad dragon was not stupid, but fell into a profound Taoist technique, he was completely unconscious, and he didn't know what he was doing.

However, everyone didn't know the inside story, the old man who was originally standing next to the mad dragon, saw his nephew's hysterical movements, walked forward with a brisk step, just took two steps, and suddenly remembered that the area in front of him had just fallen petals, and the outstretched foot was carefully retracted, glared at the scholar, and asked, "Scholar, what did you do to the dragon?"

The scholar smiled slightly, and asked rhetorically: "Jiuli, I am fighting with the mad dragon, what do you say I did?" Speaking of this, seeing Jiuli's appearance of wanting to make a move, he said again: "Don't worry, I won't kill him, he just fell for the illusion." As long as you admit that I have won this battle and the Yellow Dragon Stone belongs to us, I will lift the Dao Technique and return the Wild Dragon to freedom. ”

Jiuli snorted coldly, it was impossible for him to admit defeat, although he knew that the mad dragon had lost, but he would not admit it, and said coldly: "It's not the end yet, I don't know who wins and who loses, maybe after a while, the mad dragon will break your illusion and let you be seriously injured to death." The last few words, he said in a very cold tone, obviously cursing the scholar.

The scholar didn't care, it wasn't the first time he had heard such words, and he said with a smile: "Since you don't want to admit defeat, then I just need to prove it with my strength." With a movement of his wrist, a magic duel struck the lily in the air, and the petals that had stopped falling fell from the air one after another.

Another gust of wind blew, and the petals followed the direction of the wind, enveloping everyone in it.

Seeing such a scene, the faces of the people who belonged to them changed, and on the scholar's side, a middle-aged man hurriedly asked, "Brother scholar, what are you doing?" He had a vigilant look on his face, for fear that the scholar would instantly cast an illusion, making them all intoxicated in the illusion and unable to extricate themselves.

The scholar gave a look of concern to the group of people on his side, and said, "Don't worry, in illusion, I am the master, and whoever I want to be in illusion will be hit." On the contrary, whoever I want to be sober, he will be sober. Speaking of this, he suddenly looked at Jiuli's group of people and said, "Now the distance within a radius of 100 meters is shrouded in illusion, if you are still ......."

Jiuli's face was furious, but there was nothing he could do, he glared at the scholar angrily and said, "Scholar, you are so despicable. ”

"Hehe!" the scholar smiled indifferently and said nonchalantly, "Despicable? Maybe! As long as you can get the Yellow Dragon Stone, what if you are despicable?"

The group of cultivators on Jiuli's side obviously looked at Jiuli as the horse's head, and their eyes all fell on Jiuli's body, waiting for him to make a decision.

Jiuli gritted his teeth, looked at the wild dragon who was still beating his chest with illusion in his body, and said, "Okay, even if you win, the yellow dragon stone belongs to you, and I wish you a 'victory'." As he spoke, he snorted coldly and said, "Turn on the illusion and let us go." ”

The scholar thought for a moment and said to the people around him: "You go to the old place and wait for me, I have my own way to leave." ”

"This ......" Everyone was slightly due to the fact that Huang Longshi was on the scholar's body, they were worried that the scholar would never return after getting rid of Jiuli and the others.

The scholar's expression tightened, but he still took out the yellow dragon stone from the storage bag, threw it to the nearest middle-aged man, and said, "This is for you." ”

The middle-aged man caught Huang Longshi and said, "Scholar, you just take it, we all believe in you." Although he said this, he held the Huanglongshi tightly, and did not look like he was letting the scholar keep it.

The scholar snorted coldly in his heart, but said with a smile: "It's okay, whoever holds it is the same, you guys hurry up and leave!"

Everyone responded to one person, and each of them drove away with his magic weapon.

In less than a moment, within the scope of the petals, only scholars and Jiuli were left.

The scholar sighed, and just wanted to leave, eight rays of light flashed around him, and Jiuli and the others instantly surrounded him in the middle, each offering a magic weapon, with a killing intent on his face.

"Huh?" The scholar's face sank, and when he realized something, a magic battle was struck, and the white light on the petals around him flashed and disappeared.

The illusion started, and everyone who should have been lost in it looked at the scholar with a smile on their faces, how could there be anything unusual.

"Why are you all right?" The scholar looked at Jiu Li, saw that there was a faint smell of herbs on his body, and suddenly something sounded, and asked in a condensed voice, "You have cultivated the Reverse Soul Pill?"