Chapter 753 Borrowing thousands of miles of mountains and rivers!
"I am an Immortal Lord, titled Beichen!"
The few numbers contain unparalleled majesty, which shocks the heavens above and frightens the underworld below.
Once upon a time, the name of Beichen Immortal Lord resounded throughout the entire world of immortality. He stood on the top of hundreds of millions of beings and countless monks yearned to worship him.
Although the Patriarch of Bliss has never heard of this name, he can still feel the supreme aura, which is unlike anyone in the mortal world.
At this moment, the pressure "Ye Fan" brought to him was even ten times, a hundred times more terrifying than the Demon Lord and Demon Emperor in the Demon Sect!
Suddenly, Mr. Wei controlled Ye Fan's body and raised his hand.
"Boom!"
The space in front of him began to vibrate, and then, a brush with an iron hook and a silver hook appeared out of thin air.
The penholder is neither gold nor jade, and exudes a thick aura, thicker than the mountains, and it wants to crush the blue sky.
The tip of the pen is extremely sharp, no less than a magical weapon.
The tail of the pen barrel is also engraved with the word "山河" in simple seal script.
This mountain and river pen is the treasure Ye Fan found from Langya Mountain.
I don't know how many years ago, there was a supreme power who used an entire mountain to suppress and seal it, which shows its mystery.
Mr. Wei once said that there is a sleeping spirit in this mountain and river pen, but Ye Fan was unable to wake it up.
But with Mr. Wei's strength, it would be easy to make the weapon spirit surrender.
At this moment, the aura of "Ye Fan" was rising steadily. He was worldly, independent in troubled times, and integrated with the mountain and river pen in his hand.
He seems to have transformed into a great Confucian, pointing out the country, scolding Fang Qiu, his pen and ink are shaking the wind and rain, his poems are weeping ghosts and gods, and he can end the world with just a pen!
Iron paintings and silver hooks, brushes and dragons and snakes control thousands of mountains.
The ink is dropped, and the paper and smoke are swallowed up in the sea.
Immediately afterwards, "Ye Fan" straightened his spine, stood tall and solemn, and shouted loudly:
"All gods and Buddhas, listen to my orders! The mighty power of heaven descends upon me!"
"Borrow thousands of miles of mountains and rivers for use!"
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Hearing these words, the expression of the ancestor of Bliss in the distance changed drastically. He couldn't believe his ears, and his heart was filled with huge waves. He was so surprised that he couldn't be more surprised.
Although he calls himself "Ancestor", he is only in the early stage of Heavenly Throne. Compared with those Demon Lords and Demon Emperors who are at the peak of Heavenly Throne, he is not worth mentioning at all.
But even the Demon King and the Demon Emperor have an extremely pious attitude when using secret spells, and the spells are extremely humble, begging the gods to send down their power.
However, just now, "Ye Fan" used a commanding tone to directly pardon the nine gods. How could he not be surprised?
The next moment, Patriarch Bliss gritted his teeth and said: "Hmph... What a loud tone! Boy, what do you think you are, the Jade Emperor? How can such a spell be successful?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a strange phenomenon suddenly occurred between heaven and earth.
"Boom!"
Within a hundred miles, the ground began to tremble, as if there was an eight-magnitude earthquake.
The 19 peaks of Diancang Mountain also shook for a while, and nearby cities were affected. Countless ordinary people woke up from their sleep, thinking that there was really an earthquake, and hid under the bed crying.
Diancang Mountain is the main peak at the southern end of the Yunling Mountains, starting from Dengchuan, Eryuan, in the north, and ending at Tiansheng Bridge in Xiaguan in the south.
But now, the endless energy of the earth's veins, like hundreds of rivers converging into the sea, is converging towards this dense forest and gathering in the mountain and river pen.
Borrowing thousands of miles of mountains and rivers for your own use, such magical powers are like those of the legendary gods!
Seeing this scene, the Ancestor Bliss's pupils shrank sharply, his mouth opened wide enough to swallow an egg, and his face looked like he had seen a ghost, and he no longer looked as arrogant as before.
Just now, he had asserted that Ye Fan's spell would never succeed. Who would have expected that in such a short period of time, he would be slapped in the face!
Suddenly, "Ye Fan"'s expression became solemn, and his voice was like Hong Zhongda Lu's, shouting:
"The pictures transform the mountains and rivers, and the pen touches the sun and the moon!"
As soon as he finished speaking, "Ye Fan" held the mountain and river pen in his hand, using the energy of the earth's veins as ink, the heaven and earth as paper, and the pen began to dance like a dragon or a snake.
Open and close, silver hook and iron painting!
At this moment, "Ye Fan" looks down upon the world, arrogant among all heroes, rules the mountains and rivers, and separates Yin and Yang.
That domineering aura caused a strong impact on the hearts of everyone present.
Ancestor Ji Le was even more horrified and subconsciously wanted to run away.
But at this point, the nineteen peaks of Cangshan Mountain seem to have become "Ye Fan's" weapons. The world is so big, where can he escape to?
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Finally, the words written by Ye Fan were
Not complicated, just simple horizontal and vertical strokes, just three strokes——
"Mountain!"
When the pen fell, there was a tremor between heaven and earth.
The wind and clouds are changing, and the mountains and rivers are moving!
The endless energy of the earth's veins shoots out from the mountain and river pen and condenses into invisible peaks high in the sky.
"Boom!"
The mountains condensed by the energy of the earth's veins, carrying the power of slaying gods and slaying immortals, fell towards the ancestor of Bliss.
Not to mention a powerful person in heaven, even a true god would be suppressed, his soul would be scattered, and turned into powder under such terrifying power.
"Ye Fan" saw this, smiled with satisfaction, and said to himself: "Ask the vast earth, who is in charge of ups and downs? There are countless romantic figures, but I am the only one who dominates!"
Even though they were far apart, the disciples of the Red Dust Demon Sect in the field could feel the horror. Every inch of skin, every muscle, and every bone seemed to be under tremendous pressure.
Being torn apart.
If this technique were used in the secular world, it could easily destroy a small town.
An unprecedented death crisis enveloped the heart of the ancestor of Bliss.
He went to great lengths to set up this overall situation in order to capture Dongfang Mingyue, seize her virgin Yuanyin, and turn her into his cauldron.
Unexpectedly, just when he was about to succeed, he encountered Ye Fan, a monster of ancient times. Not only was all his previous efforts in vain, but his life was in danger.
If you are not careful, you will be crushed into pieces by this mountain and disappear.
"Ho ho ho!!!"
Ancestor Ji Le roared like a trapped animal and took out more than ten spiritual talismans from his Taoist robe.
In an instant, there were more than ten shields on his body, which were colorful and dazzling.
These talismans have been his treasure for decades. Each one is priceless and extremely precious, but now they are being spread out like cabbage.
Even though his heart is bleeding, Patriarch Ji Le knows one truth——
Where there is life, there is hope!
If my life is gone, what's the use of these talismans?
"Stab it!"
"Stab it!"
"Stab it!"
The next moment, the sound of shattering could be heard endlessly. Those impregnable shields were as fragile as tofu when faced with Mount Tai's overwhelming offensive. They only withstood for a fraction of a second before completely falling apart.
The invisible giant mountain continued to move downwards, locking the Qi of Patriarch Bliss and continuing to press towards him.
In the thin line between life and death, a look of determination flashed in the eyes of the ancestor of Bliss, as if he had made a huge decision to risk his life and survive. He gritted his teeth and said:
"Obstacle! If I don't die, I will cut you into pieces with thousands of knives and cut your body into thousands of pieces!"
"The great method of disintegration of demons!"
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As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful aura suddenly erupted from the body of Patriarch Ji Le, which was more than ten times stronger than before, and even reached the peak of heaven.
He did not hesitate to pay a huge price and frantically squeezed out the life force hidden in his body in exchange for extraordinary power.
"boom!"
Finally, the invisible giant slammed into him, making a deafening sound.
The terrifying energy aftermath surged in all directions, and hundreds of disciples of the Red Dust Demon Sect were all blown away and smashed to the ground, causing serious injuries.
After a long time, the smoke dissipated, and the giant mountains summoned by the Shanhe Pen also dissipated.
In the core area of the shock, a deep pit with a radius of 100 meters appeared, and it was unknown how many meters deep it was, as if it went straight to the center of the earth.
"Whoosh!"
At this moment, a blood rainbow shot out from the deep pit and fled crazily into the distance.
"Huh?"
"Ye Fan" raised his eyebrows, a little surprised, but he didn't expect that Patriarch Bliss would escape.
Although his breath was very weak and he was dying, he still managed to survive.
"Ye Fan" took a step forward and was about to pursue him, but he felt that his body was showing signs of being broken.
"Hey...even if Xiaofan possesses the heavenly hegemonic body, his realm is too low to carry my strength! If we continue to pursue him, even if we can kill the ant, this corpse may not be able to carry the load!"
The next moment, Old Wei returned the control of his body to Ye Fan.
An unprecedented feeling of weakness came to Ye Fan's heart, as if he had walked in the desert for seven days and nights without any water, all his strength was drained, and he almost fell to the ground.
He knew that it was not advisable to stay here for a long time, so he gritted his teeth and walked quickly to Dongfang Mingyue, held her delicate body in his arms, and flew away quickly towards the distance.