Xuanchen took a deep breath, took a deep look at Zhizhi, and smiled bitterly in his heart, compared to Zhizhi, he was not only so simple, but he couldn't help but feel a kind of pressure in his heart.

At this time, Xuan Chen can only take the Heavenly Pen, but it is only the ninth grade of the holy weapon, and it has not entered the list of immortal weapons at all, and it is not comparable with others at all, although the grade of these spiritual weapons does not represent the absolute level, but it is also a representative of strength.

At this time, Yun Fei suddenly moved, with a big hand, a few things appeared in his hand in an instant, and he didn't see the forgery of the mountain and river painting scroll that Xuan Chen wanted to see, but this was also expected, if Yun Fei wanted to take it out, he should have taken it out when he participated in the painting competition, and he wouldn't wait until now, there may be something unspeakable in it.

I saw a set of dark green pen, ink, paper and inkstone placed on the desk, glowing with a faint green light, as if it could intimidate people's souls, Xuan Chen recognized at a glance that the ink, paper, and inkstone were all immortal grades.

Xuan Chen couldn't help but secretly sigh that the Yun Fei Yun family was profound, even if it was ruined, Yun Fei, the son of the dean, could still come up with such a treasure.

The surrounding audience took a deep breath, these 100 people represent the tens of thousands of people who came to participate in the pastoral conference, less than 500 people passed the preliminary round, and only 100 people were left in the end, the strength of this 100 people can be said to represent their strongest strength this year.

Especially the four treasures of the study room of the immortal grade can't help but feel distressed.

On the other side, Xuan Chen also unhurriedly took out the word Yutian Pen, the four big characters on it "Xuan-Yutian Pen" are not like carving, as if they were made of nature, shining, surrounded by an aura, and a little richer than before, obviously, after Xuanchen crossed the catastrophe, the Yutian Pen also went to a higher level, although it did not break through to the realm of immortals, but it also went further, it is estimated that the first evolution of the Molong silkworm has been completed, but it was suppressed by Xuan Chen's cultivation.

A few people next to them saw the Imperial Heavenly Pen taken out by Xuan Chen, although they were infected by the momentum on the Imperial Heavenly Pen, but they sneered in their hearts.

You know, most of them are immortal weapons, even if the immortal weapon is a product, and the holy weapon nine products can not be the same day, the holy one becomes an immortal, the spirit has reached its peak, and the instrument begins to gather the soul, once the soul gathering is successful, it is a unique spiritual treasure.

Yu Lingxian outside the field was also a little surprised, because Xuan Chen took out the holy weapon nine-grade magic pen, not the spiritual weapon, and the pen, ink, paper and inkstone he prepared for Xuan Chen were rejected by Xuan Chen, and he couldn't help but weigh it in his heart.

Although this time the question was made by Ziyun Mountain, and the calligraphy of the word "world" may be on Xuanchen's side, everyone is relieved at this moment, perhaps, such a game is interesting.

Xuan Chen secretly smiled bitterly in his heart, but he didn't expect Ziyun Mountain to be so kind to him, obviously this was a clear show of kindness to him.

Everyone gathered their breath, staring at the paper on the desk, and the spirit pen in their hands swayed on the paper like a dragon.

Zhizhi's movements are very bland, one stroke at a time, about twenty breaths, Zhizhi put down the dragon wooden pen in his hand, and his closing eyes rose.

Xuan Chen stared at the ordinary paper on the table, his eyes turned golden, and slowly began to move, and everything in the world seemed to be in full view.

What is surprising is that the ink turned into a dragon on its own, flying towards the Xuanchen ink pen, and an ink dragon formed in the air, exactly like the ink dragon silkworm of the day.

There was a faint golden light around the ink dragon, as if it had come over, the ink dragon quickly entered the pen, Xuan Chen did not hesitate, and the dragon and phoenix danced in his hand.

After a while, two words appeared on it, no, it looked like a word, it turned out to be a dragon-shaped body, and it was one.

Almost at the same time, Yun Fei also finished writing the last stroke, put away the dark green fairy pen in his hand, and waited for the others to finish writing and show it together.

After about a stick of incense, everyone finished their handwriting.

With a loud shout from the examiner, "Up." ”

Suddenly, the wind and clouds of Ziyun Mountain changed color, the clouds and mist were churning, and the golden clouds above Ziyun Mountain quickly shot down towards more than fifty people below.

The clouds and mist are shaped, some are like mountains and rivers, some are like mortal dynasties, and some are like a temple......

There is everything, including their own understanding of the world, but there are a few pictures that are very weird, as if you saw the picture of Xuanchen and Zhizhi playing against each other a few days ago.

Among them, there is a picture scroll, covering the heavens and the earth, mountains and rivers, everything, a vast and incomparably thick breath is overwhelming, as if everything is in the painting, everyone in front of it unconsciously feels their own insignificance, the world is vividly expressed.

In the expectation of everyone, the picture of the mountains and rivers quickly shot into the two words written by Yun Fei, and everyone was amazed, and the two words emitted a brilliant golden light, giving people a sense of generosity.

At the same time, in another place, a cloud turned into thousands of troops, each with its own form, the momentum is monstrous, compared to the thickness of the mountain and river scroll, this cloud and mist seems murderous, as if everything is not in the eyes, there is a kind of god blocking and killing God, Buddha blocking and killing Buddha, as if to conquer the whole world, everyone looked at the cloud in amazement.

I saw that the cloud flew towards a middle-aged man in a green robe, the man had a fierce momentum, his eyes did not look at the sky, but at Xuan Chen, a provocative meaning, this person was the outstanding performance in front of him, and he had been ranked fifth.

"Boom!"

The clouds and mist entered the word, and the killing aura was even more obvious, and Xuan Chen was a little out of breath, but the forcible will made him support his body, and the emperor's will resisted the momentum entering the body, but his body was too weak to support it.

"Hmph. Li Weiyang snorted coldly, his posture was domineering, and then the momentum slowly disappeared, obviously, it was absorbed by the word "world".

Xuan Chen stared at Li Weiyang coldly, without any fear.

However, Xuanchen's word "world" has not changed at all, as if all this has nothing to do with him at all.

"Ang~~~"

Suddenly, a golden phantom in the void slowly appeared, the surrounding golden mist slowly condensed, and the golden phantom slowly solidified, and finally turned into a golden dragon.

Yu Ling Immortal in the audience showed a look of surprise in his heart, at that time, he had seen the golden dragon that Xuan Chen was refining his god, and how similar it was.

However, this dragon only looks like it has four claws, which is a bit inconsistent with the five-clawed golden dragon of Xuanchen at that time, and this golden dragon does not have that fierce momentum, but it seems to be a king of the world.

The golden dragon shot down quickly.

"Boom!"

A terrifying wave of air dispersed and swept down many people,

"This?" Yu Lingxian looked at the center of the square in surprise.

Xuan Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he took a deep look at Zhiyi, it turned out to be the golden dragon he condensed, although it was only four claws, but it still had the spirit of a king, and over time, it might be possible to turn into the emperor's dragon, Zhizhi looked at Xuanchen with a smile, as if waiting for him.

Xuan Chen's heart was shocked, this old man may not have seen the form of a real dragon, and all he gathered was a four-clawed body, but this was enough to show the strength and mystery of Zhizhi, he just glanced at the dragon that Xuan Chen gathered that day and simulated the current state, and looked at Zhizhi, as if his strength was still not fully exerted.

Xuan Chen had to wonder if what he said that day was true, if what he said that day was false, then it would be terrible to think about it.

Xuan Chen took a deep breath, calculating in his heart, it took about ten breaths before he came back to his senses.

At this time, most of the void's clouds and mist had been absorbed by everyone, and only a few people were still staring at the void tightly.

It was still a dragon-shaped figure, different from the golden dragon just now, this dragon was in the shape of five claws, and the five claws were deeply buckled into the golden clouds, as if struggling with something, and the figure was very dim.

The golden dragon hair has a golden luster, but there are no dragon scales, but it looks very smooth and looks very funny.

In addition to the difference in color and dragon claws from the ink dragon silkworm, this golden dragon was obviously an enlarged version of the golden dragon silkworm, and finally, in the laughter of everyone, the ten-long golden dragon silkworm broke away from the control of the clouds and flew towards Xuan Chen.

"Ang ~~~~~~~!"

Another dragon groan, the golden dragon into the word, and then slowly disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

"Xuanchen, why is the thunder and rain small, I thought I had to be shocked again, this time it's finally not as good as the clouds, haha. Yu Ziqi shouted heartlessly.

Yu Ling Immortal didn't care about Yu Ziqi's words, but was pondering.

"I said that this kid is not very good, I don't know what those uncles think, and he agreed to any conditions, it is his own knowledge, don't blame me for being ruthless. Yue Bufan said softly, killing intent flashing in his eyes.

Yue Xinru also showed a puzzled look.

However, to everyone's surprise, Xuan Chen spurted out a mouthful of blood and suddenly fainted.

"Brother Xuan. Yu Lingxian shouted, and quickly flew towards the middle of the field.

Almost in the blink of an eye, he came to Xuan Chen's side and supported Xuan Chen.

"Brother Xuan, how are you?" Yu Lingxian said with concern, his hand caressed Xuan Chen's shoulder, and a thick aura helped Xuan Chen comb his meridians.

After about ten breaths, Xuan Chen came to his senses, and at this time, Yu Ziqi also came to his side, "Don't worry, it's just a little overworked." ”

"Tu Baozi, are you okay, even if you are in the Dust Realm, you dare to participate in four competitions. Yu Ziqi said slightly angrily, but there was a bit of eagerness in her eyes.

Xuan Chen shook his head with a smile and said with a smile: "It is estimated that the next thing will not be able to continue, Brother Yu, please send me back to rest." ”

Yu Lingxian nodded, picked up Xuan Chen and flew out of the field.

Everyone cast puzzled eyes and just left?

Xuan Chen returned to his residence and took a few pills given by Yu Ling Xian, and his improvement recovered a lot, and he was able to barely operate the qi veins in his body on his own.

A fierce momentum erupted from his body, and a golden light came out of his body, enveloping Xuan Chen, isolating everything.

"Know!" A complicated look flashed in Xuan Chen's eyes, "Wait for me, a hundred years, in a hundred years, I may have the strength to meet you." ”

If other people heard it, they would definitely be shocked, a hundred years? Xuan Chen can be regarded as a genius, if he is given a hundred years, what height can he reach? Transformation Realm, Transformation God Realm, or a higher realm?

What's more, what Xuan Chen said is that he has the strength to know it, so what realm is it? So high that everyone in Ziyun Mountain can't see his cultivation?

Xuan Chen took a deep breath, his face returned to calm, and a thick golden mist in his body was slowly absorbed by the golden dragon, officially turning into the cloud of the golden dragon.

"Fame clouds, Haoran Qi, it is really a great supplement, this time, maybe you can break through to the middle stage of dust. Xuan Chen said with a smile.

The Cloud of Fame is the golden mist hovering over Ziyun Mountain, also known as the aura of Haoran, which is something given by God to the cultivation sect.

Haoran Qi can communicate with cultivators through the sect, increase the cultivation speed of cultivators, and reduce the difficulty of cultivators to cross the tribulation.

Xuan Chen absorbed the fame of ten zhang square circles at once, which is not easy for a person in the dust realm, which is also the reason why most people are willing to participate in the calligraphy competition.

A few weeks later, the golden cloud and mist finally disappeared into Xuan Chen's body, and the figure of the golden dragon in the dantian was larger again, and the surrounding purple and gold mist was also a little thicker, which could withstand the surrounding black and white mist.