Chapter 387: Battle! Great Elder of the Ye Family (2)
Although the spiritual power in Ye Ning's body is as high as more than 10,000 crystals, after all, he came by taking pills, and he is not very flexible in terms of turnover.
"The yellow-haired child, still obediently kneel down to make amends to the deity, and listen to the fall of the five elders. ”
"I'm bah!" Ye Ning sprayed another mouthful of blood directly on Ye Montantian's face, and said: "Hmph, for the sake of the same surname Ye, I didn't want to embarrass you, since you forced me, don't blame the deity for being polite!"
As soon as the words fell, the "Fengshen Pen" rose to the sky, like a bloody light, quickly enveloping the entire Xiyuan.
One stroke can seal the gods, and one stroke can destroy the gods!
Disillusionment!
It is the magic pen recorded in "The Secret of Disillusionment".
Ye Montanti's face changed drastically, he didn't expect that Ye Ning still had a purely offensive mid-grade holy weapon on his body. Moreover, judging from the situation, Ye Ning's control over this holy weapon has reached thirty percent, and he can already wield nearly half of the power of the holy weapon. You must know that the reason why the holy weapon is called a holy weapon is because only a sage can truly master it and wield all its power! The soft sword in Ye Montien's hand, called the "Dao Streamer Sword", is the natal magic weapon of the only sage ancestor of the Ye family. This sword is in the hands of that ancestor, known as the opening of the world, and under one sword, the sect is completely destroyed. However, when this sword reached Ye Mengtian's hands, it could only wield one percent of its power.
With such a scene, how could Ye Montaigne not be surprised?!
Not daring to delay at all, he sacrificed six defensive magic weapons in a row, surrounding himself densely.
Feng Shen's pen moved slightly, and there was a terrifying coercion. Immediately after, the blood-red giant pen shook out a phantom slightly, and suddenly, the aura in the entire Ye family's huge castle shook violently, as if the aura was evacuated by the Feng Divine Pen with a slight flick. The tip of the pen shook rapidly, and in an instant, nearly 10,000 brushes were drawn, forming a far-reaching character. This character is extremely mysterious, neither the text that is common to today's Qingluo Da 6, nor the text that prevailed in ancient times and the early period, but a self-contained system, which seems to contain a kind of natural law power between the avenues of heaven and earth.
Ye Montaigne's face changed continuously!
From all sides of the Ye family, there were nearly ten signs of fluctuations in the monk's spiritual power. It seems that the backbone of the Ye family, who has been cultivating in retreat, can no longer hold back and pour out.
The characters are majestic and smash towards Ye Montaigne.
As if the ice and snow were melting, the first line of defense laid by Ye Mengtian disappeared out of thin air. It was a shield, and judging by its momentum, it should be a medium-grade holy weapon!
Immediately after, the second, the third...... The sixth magic weapon was all gone! At this time, the huge and incomparably large character had also shrunk a lot, and although it was shaky and dim, it smashed towards Ye Montaigne meticulously.
Ye Montaigne panicked—Is he going to die? No! Not reconciled! He roared, spat out a mouthful of essence blood, and turned into a whirlpool the size of a bowl, resisting the character to death. That mouthful of essence blood was transformed by his life essence, and this time, even if he could escape the catastrophe, it would consume fifty years of life.
The power of the characters is not strong, but has the power of "moisturizing things silently". Seeing the blood-colored vortex ushering, the characters suddenly dispersed, turning into thousands of mysterious strokes, surrounding the blood-colored vortex.