Soul Pen!

A pen, a hook and a drawing, set three lives!

Life and death are all under control!

This is the horror of the soul hook pen, as soon as the soul hook pen appeared, the sand and rocks flew in the field, and all the yin spirits were uncontrollable, and they were all absorbed away!

The Wind Howls!

Seeing this, Judge Zhong Kui's expression was calm, and he raised his hand to volley into the void, "Collect!"

Suddenly, the infinite breath converged, and all the ghosts fell to the ground in horror!

But he dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak!

It's terrifying!

Meng Po was not spared, she was surprised to glance at the soul hooking pen that shot away like an arrow from the string, and her heart fluctuated.

"You even use this thing?"

Now she saw Zhong Kui's determination to suppress Han Changsheng, in order to be foolproof and once and for all!

Because he didn't see murder in it!

But Han Changsheng felt that he was locked by an infinite qi machine, and there was no way to avoid it!

The volley's gossip pattern only blocked for a moment, and then vanished!

He does not retreat, but advances, and his fighting spirit is high!

After breaking through the Ascension Realm, he had not yet encountered an evenly matched opponent, and Zhong Kui's appearance aroused his fighting spirit!

"Is it okay to soar above?"

However, he didn't see whether Zhong Kui was in the Earth Fairyland, or above.

In short, this is a difficult opponent, he did not take it lightly and began to take it seriously!

"Please advise!"

The dust in Han Changsheng's hand emitted wisps of white light, and it began to be fully activated!

It is worthy of being an immortal thing, once activated, the power to destroy the world appears in the field.

However, the bridge bore the brunt of the surging movement, accumulating thousands of years of dust and dust falling!

The earth shakes and the mountains shake!

Like a great earthquake, a bright white shot straight into the sky!

"The sect that has been inherited for thousands of years is really worthy of its name, presumably this is the dust whisk used by the Wudang Patriarch back then, right?

As the existence of the general official of the underworld feudal territory in charge of one side, Zhong Kui naturally would not let Han Changsheng activate it indefinitely, the power of the immortal rank treasure to be completely activated, even if Han Changsheng was finally suppressed, I am afraid that this space will collapse!

Han Changsheng said with a smile: "Haha, I don't dare to compare with the ancestor, I am for the soup, you are for me, then don't talk nonsense, see the real chapter under your hands!"

Zhong Kui said: "Well said, as you wish!

The soul hook pen comes out again, and the words are followed, twice the speed, and shoot straight away!

A force enveloped Han Changsheng, and the pressure was heavy, almost wanting to collapse the void.

Infinite aura poured towards the dust, and the dust suddenly enlarged, in an activated state, and the roots were crystal like silk threads, falling into the air!

One step out, Han Changsheng came to the middle of the Lechuan River, and the dust in his hand danced with him, colliding with the soul hook pen in an instant!

Silent collision!

The soul hook pen seems to have hit a ball of cotton, castration is blocked, the soul hook pen rises against the storm, and it activates itself to fight against the dust!

It suddenly doubled in size, drawing a blood-red word for "town" in the air on its own, and a mysterious force appeared in the field.

Not only Han Changsheng himself, but also the immortal step dust in his hand, suddenly seemed to be imprisoned by the law, shrouded in mysterious power!

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That force was the first to reach the top of Han Changsheng's head, and a pulling force suddenly appeared, intending to pull his soul.

This made his complexion change greatly, and when he reached his realm, his soul was already solid, how could there be a situation where the soul was separated from the body!

Han Changsheng didn't dare to fight on two fronts, so he stabilized his mind and quickly focused on stabilizing his soul, and he also found that with the passage of time, his body also showed signs of being imprisoned!

The soul hook pen is really terrifying, and for the first time, it makes Han Changsheng feel invincible!

Calm your mind!

He hurriedly ran a martial arts technique to stabilize his mind, and suddenly the feeling of his soul being pulled was reduced a lot.

But he found that he could not eradicate it completely, because his physical activity became more and more strenuous and as heavy as a shackle.

Seeing this, Zhong Kui, who was dressed in a purple robe, stepped forward even more, and the big river under his feet was like walking on the ground, and came to Han Changsheng.

He sneered, "Don't resist, just be captured, and when I send you to the eighteenth layer of hell, I can go back to my life." ”

When the man in plain clothes heard this, his face was expressionless, but the confrontation became more and more fierce.

"Trap yourself, the golden cicada comes out of its shell!"

Han Changsheng, who was suddenly fighting fiercely, calmed down, he pinched the lotus finger in his right hand and placed it on his chest, his figure was bright and uncertain, as if he wanted to transcend this time and space!

"Hmph, in front of me, you still want the golden cicada to come out of its shell, I'm afraid you're thinking too much!"

Zhong Kui snorted coldly, stomped his feet in the air, and an invisible ripple suddenly appeared in the air, setting off a monstrous cloud wave.

The ripples sent out bursts of ripples, covering Han Changsheng in the blink of an eye, and his uncertain figure was sure for a moment, as if he had been hit hard!

"Poof!"

was suddenly interrupted, Han Changsheng was like a heavy blow,

The corners of his mouth were dyed blood red in a blink of an eye, and the placket of his clothes was bright red, like a delicate rose blooming magnificently.

It's just that it looks very miserable.

This Wudang master, who has been advancing all the way and is like a bamboo, was injured for the first time!

And the confrontation between the dust and the soul pen on the side is also coming to an end, and I don't know what kind of material the soul pen is made of, it is strong and terrible, and the dust of the fairy level is not falling behind.

The dust was defeated and retreated, and finally simply crossed a long line in the air and returned to Han Changsheng's hands!

At this time, the snow-white crystal roots of the dust have long been dyed with ink, as if they have been blackened by ink, and they have long lost their original appearance.

Han Changsheng's face sank when he saw this, and since the battle, whether it is an invisible confrontation or a confrontation with the Supreme Treasure, he is inferior to others everywhere.

This also gave him a deep sense of frustration and powerlessness for the first time.

He looked at Zhong Kui's eyes, and for the first time, he had brilliance, it was a touch of incomprehensible complexity!

Is he not strong?

The answer is no.

No one can deny Han Changsheng's strength, but he met Zhong Kui.

It's as if you've met the nemesis of your fate, and you've not advanced an inch!

This is the gap in the realm, Zhong Kui's hands are like a fish in water, and infinite yin qi gathers towards him, as long as he stands in the underworld, he can get uninterrupted blessings.

Home field advantage!

Of course, Zhong Kui's real strength is to crush Han Changsheng, otherwise with his strength, it would not be like this!

Zhong Kui stretched out his hand again and pressed it, and the soul hooking pen swept over the top of Han Changsheng's head and hung above his head, Mount Tai pressed the top!

An invisible force poured down, and it was immediately suppressed on the top of Han Changsheng's head, and the soul was suppressed and the space was suppressed!

All in town!

The tide is over!

Han Changsheng was defeated, defeated!

Enthusiastic cheers suddenly rang out on both sides of the Lechuan River, "Punish the evil division, punish the evil division, punish the evil division......"

At this moment, Meng Po raised her head, her cloudy eyes hid an indescribable meaning, she lowered her head and sighed softly!

At the moment when he was suppressed, Han Changsheng had no sorrow or joy, he just had some regrets, he was only one step away, and it was close at hand!

At the last moment, all his eyes jumped over Lethe and fell on the big iron pot that was momentary for him!

The pot was steaming, as if it would never be cold, providing the past ghosts for free for thousands of years, but it was difficult for him to think of a bowl.

Glancing at the iron pot, Han Changsheng suddenly raised his head and looked at the Jiumang border that was isolated by layers of space, he seemed to see the old figure again, his lips moved slightly, as if to say, "I'm sorry......