From the day Liu Qinghuan got the Qianqiu Reincarnation Pen, there were three seals on the pen, and he also tried to lift the seals, and finally found that the cultivation of the Transformation Period could not be unlocked at all, until he suddenly thought of using the technique of stimulating intimidation, and the mana operated in a special cycle.

The powerful aura of the Yin Void Realm was further dispersed, the mountains in front of the big fish's mouth were dead silent, and the demon beasts all over the mountains below were so frightened that they couldn't raise their heads.

And although the opposite Qi received Liu Qinghuan's answer of "not an empty rank monk", he still took a few steps back in surprise and suspicion.

"Outsiders cultivate, don't try to lie to me, you are obviously ......"

Then he saw that the pen in the other party's hand suddenly bloomed with a dazzling glow, and the complex spirit patterns began to dissolve layer by layer under the effect of the magic technique.

Cold sweat oozed from Liu Qinghuan's forehead, and he was still a little reluctant, like peeling a fruit with a hard shell, and he only had a rusty knife in his hand.

Although he was immersed in unsealing the seal of the Qianqiu Reincarnation Pen, Liu Qinghuan did not forget that there was a demon cultivator whose strength was not inferior to his own beside him, and the powerful distraction was manipulating the floating sword.

The huge bat wings opened, and the body of the bat was like a cloud of black mist that was scattered and scattered, and the sharp long claws were slashed by the sword qi as a sound, and finally forcibly broke the dense web of the sword qi, and flashed to Liu Qinghuan's side.

"Die!"

The blood flashed rapidly, Liu Qinghuan turned his pen, and the spirit pattern on the pen suddenly jumped out, like a protective shield in front of the sharp claws that came from the grasp.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The three spirit patterns shattered in response, but they really blocked the opponent's thunderous blow, and then three lightning rays bloomed from the body of the pen and shot towards the initiator who forcibly broke the seal.

Liu Qinghuan couldn't help laughing: "Thank you." ”

He dodged in embarrassment, but could only retreat again.

Seeing that the spiritual patterns half-floating on the body of the pen were getting thinner and thinner, and the mysterious artistic conception was emanating with Liu Qinghuan as the center, a trace of fear floated in his eyes, but he was quickly suppressed by greed like a prairie fire.

"Oh, the magic weapon of human cultivation is still very high-level......

There is a lack of water, food, and elixir in the turbidity abyss, not to mention the spiritual treasures of such a grade as the Qianqiu Reincarnation Pen, even ordinary magic weapons and magic weapons are very scarce, and most of the time everyone relies on powerful beast bodies and self-generated talents to fight.

Ru stretched out his crimson tongue and licked his lips, his gaze almost obsessively falling on the Chiaki Reincarnation Pen, especially after trying its power, the desire to get it became even heavier.

The tiger had already retreated into the distance when the two of them exchanged hands, and when he saw the expression of the tiger, he couldn't help but sneer mockingly: "Death is coming, I still don't know whether to live or die!"

Even the opponent's body can't get close, and there is no illusion that it comes, which makes him arrogant and arrogant that he can snatch treasures and kill people.

He glanced at the first year of junior high who had also retreated, and couldn't help but shudder when he thought that her master would not make a move, and as soon as he did it, he would have no power to fight back, and his strength was simply unfathomable.

"Are you called the first couple?" Hu Ji wanted to be close to the other party: "Why are you the only one who follows Qinglin Daoyou today, Brother Fubao?"

Chu Yi flapped his wings, and he didn't want to pay attention to him, but he still replied: "Brother Fubao was left by his master to take care of the house." ”

"Oh......" Huqi touched his head, and at this moment, Liu Qinghuan's voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

"What is your real name and how do you write it?"

Hu Ji couldn't help but be stunned, and didn't understand what this sentence meant for a while: "Huh?"

Liu Qinghuan's voice repeated the question again.

"Oh, oh...... How do you mean to write in our words?"

The Turbidity Abyss also has writing, but like their native language, it is still in a very primitive state, and the strokes are very simple.

After waiting for a few breaths, Liu Qinghuan came back: "Yes!"

Tiger and Elder King Kong were confused, but he still told the other party quickly, still puzzled what he meant by asking.

And the tiger thought that he was looking for death, but suddenly looked back at the sky, rolled his eyes, a trace of cunning appeared at the corner of his mouth, and shouted loudly while retreating: "Qinglin, I don't want to be your enemy, if you promise to sell me the pill and spirit seed." ”

"So you know my name. Liu Qinghuan raised his head, glanced at the sky, and smiled meaninglessly: "It's a pity that your credit is too low, doing business with you, I'm afraid of raising tigers." ”

Zihaha laughed, completely devoid of the displeasure of being rejected.

In other words, although he said that he did not want to be an enemy, he never agreed in his heart that there was a possibility of cooperation between them.

"That's a pity, it's a pity that you lost your last chance to live. He smirked and said, "Don't think I don't know you're stalling, and I'm waiting for my companion!"

"Really?" Liu Qinghuan said lightly, stretched out his hand, and the floating sword flew back, turning into blue and black qi circling around him.

A black cloud appeared in the sky, rushing mightily, and the rumbling sound was approaching.

He suddenly noticed that the pen in the other party's hand was about to unseal all the last few spirit patterns left, and the strong sense of crisis made his heart tighten, and a series of long and short screams quickly came out of his mouth, flapping his bat wings and rushing into the mountains and forests below, and in the blink of an eye, he was mixed into the dense herd of beasts.

Liu Qinghuan raised his eyebrows, but did not chase down, the divine sense locked on the body suddenly lost its target, and he swept around but did not find it, obviously the other party was quite proficient in the art of concealment.

The beasts suddenly became agitated, and the bloodthirsty madness swept across the mountains and fields like a violent wind, and only blood red was left in the beast's eyes, and they were no longer afraid of the powerful aura emitted by Liu Qinghuan, and rushed over with a howl.

It's overwhelming, and the momentum is terrifying.

Liu Qinghuan lowered his eyes blindly, and as the last spirit pattern disappeared in the air, a ghostly light flowed through the body of the pen and flowed all the way to the tip of the pen, and the grade suddenly rose from the innate treasure to the Xuantian spirit treasure!

With a flick of his pen, the tip of the pen shone brightly, and he made the first stroke diagonally.

The group of demon beasts that had lost their minds had already rushed to the front, Liu Qinghuan raised his eyes, threw out the sword intent of life and death, and slaughtered a large area.

The first year of the first year of the first

The second stroke, like a sleek arc, gradually emerges in the air.

The black cloud in the sky finally flew in and slammed down on a mountain opposite.

The mountain peak shook violently, and a giant scorpion covered in black armor crawled out of the rubble, two large claws propped up on the ground, and one by one, the tail of the scorpion like a whip was raised high, and the hook-like stinger at the tip shone with a fierce cold.

The last stroke, stretched out from the arc, turned several times halfway through, and finally dragged straight to the lower right corner.

The heart of the beast, who was hiding in the herd of beasts and waiting for an opportunity to sneak attack, suddenly jumped wildly, only to feel a mysterious aura entangled in his body.

He jerked his head up, and saw the word representing his name floating in the air like a cloud of black ink!

His eyes bulged, and his ears were filled with the deafening roar of the demon beasts, and the miserable whine of his death.

And in this noise, everything in his eyes seemed to slow down countless times, and he saw Liu Qinghuan, who was floating high in the air, open his mouth.

That ink word, cracks appeared in every stroke, and then exploded with a "bang"!

And in the mountains below, a blood flower suddenly bloomed, and before the surrounding demon beasts could react, they were poured blood on their heads and faces!