Chapter 2236

"Who is this guy?"

Feeling the powerful power from the Tiger Blade, Chu Xun's face suddenly became extremely ugly.

He has great confidence in his own power, and believes that even if he meets the strong man who has been beheaded, he may not fall behind in the simple collision of power. However, at the moment, the seemingly weak scholar in front of him blocked his attack with only one brush, which made him a little difficult to accept.

It seems that he really despised the heroes of the world!

"Broken!"

However, in the moment when Chu ten day tiger soul blade was blocked, a cold drink suddenly came from far away.

Boom!

At the next moment, I saw that accompanied by a wave of blood and black light, the dark shadow in front of the anger was finally destroyed by the anger, and then the anger accelerated again, killing the man in the Confucian shirt.

"It takes effort."

Looking at the anger that was killed at a very fast speed, the man in the Confucian shirt snorted coldly, then his right hand shook, and a black light came out of the brush, directly shaking Chu Xun out.

At the same time, the man in the Confucian shirt clenched the brush and drew a very lifelike sword!

Curiously, the swords drawn by the man in the Confucian shirt with a brush actually turn from virtual to real at the next moment, and then cut through the void at a very fast speed, and constantly bombard towards anger.

Boom boom boom!

These flying swords drawn by the man in the Confucian shirt obviously have a very powerful power, so even if they are as strong as anger, they are blocked by the continuous bombardment of these flying swords, and the speed is greatly reduced.

"What power is this!"

Looking at the flying sword drawn by the man in the Confucian shirt, Chu Xun's eyes immediately became more dignified.

He could see that although the scholar in the Confucian shirt and the real person in the jade book of Shushan were fighting with ink and brush, their fighting abilities were actually quite different.

The immortal Yushu uses ink to turn poems, and then uses the power of these poems to simulate various forces, and exerts these forces on the enemy, so as to control and attack the enemy.

But in front of me, what the scholar painted seems to have become the real thing. Just like these flying swords, even if they are blown to pieces by anger, they are not scattered as strength, but as real flying swords, they are scattered as many black ink pieces.

Even at this moment, Chu Xun found that those black shadows that looked the same as them, after being destroyed by them, also fell on the ground like real debris, and even there were black demons like blood pouring out of them, which seemed extremely strange!

"The host, the system, feels a very similar power in this person to the power of making dreams come true."

But in the heart of Chu ten day, the voice of the system suddenly rang from Chu ten day's mind.

"You mean, this person has to have a system?"

Hear the words of the system, Chu ten days heart suddenly surprised, also reflected at the same time come over.

Indeed, only the magic power of dream come true can give full play to the supernatural power of creation!

"no, as like as two peas", it is not a system, because the dream of this man is not pure. Otherwise, he will not be ink painting, but will become exactly the same as yours.

However, the system denies Chu's conjecture.

"It turns out that this place was created by the Confucian painters. Didn't that magical guy also fall down?"

While Chu Xun was communicating with the system, the voice of the immortal in the pot suddenly rang from Chu Xun's mind.

Because the existence of the system is very special, and there is also the power of dream realization as a cover, so even the alchemy pot, chaos clock and even Pangu banner that are also parasitic in the body of Chu ten only know the existence of the system, but they don't know what the power of dream realization, and the origin of the system, as well as the communication between the system and Chu ten.

In short, chuxun is a communication channel with the system, while chaos clock, Pangu banner and alchemy pot are another communication channel. Among them, the system can see the communication between Chu ten and chaos clock, but chaos clock and other artifacts can't talk with Chu ten between the East and the West. It can be seen that the existence of this system is a higher level than chaos clock and other inborn magic weapons.

"Confucian painting saint?"

Hearing the words of the immortal in the pot, Chu ten day suddenly moved in his heart and asked, "the immortal in the pot, you seem to know something about this man?"

"I don't know him, but I'm very impressed with his" dream pen. "

Hearing Chu Xun's words, the voice of the immortal in the pot also rang from Chu Xun's mind again: "after the Lich war, the human race rose again. During that time, there were many amazing strong men, and the painting Saint I just said was one of them."

"The origin of the painter is very mysterious. No one even knows what he is. Only when he appeared in the world of Hongmeng, he had a good Confucian cultivation. Even by his own cultivation and divinity, he could fight higher."

"But compared with his magic power, what he is more famous is his magic weapon of life - dream magic pen!"

"It is said that under his urging, his dream magic pen can play the role of turning corruption into magic. It can not only play a very strong power to fight, but also create things in the void, draw a powerful magic weapon out of the air, or even draw a strong amount of [ink fighters] to fight."

"At his peak, the ink warriors he painted could even have the power to cut three corpses!"

Huzhong immortal was obviously impressed by this dream pen and the painting saint of Confucianism, so even after so many years, when he mentioned these things, his voice was still full of exclamation: "it can be said that at that time, he was almost the most powerful man under the Daozu of Sanqing Dynasty, even the Amitabha Buddha of Buddhism could not be compared with it, so later on He was also named the "painting sage" by the founder of Sanqing Taoism

"But compared with the name of" painter ", he prefers another title named after his dream magic pen, which is magic pen Ma Liang!"

Speaking of this, the immortal in the pot suddenly sighed and said: "it's just under the circumstances of killing and robbing, even if it's better than the painting Saint Ma Liang, it's hard to protect himself. In the first battle between Tianting and Olympus, the Confucian painting Saint fell into the trap of fate Lord God and was trapped by the people of Olympus. Then he was silent. Unexpectedly, his descendants would appear here, and even his dream and magic pen were passed down. "

"It seems that the guy just fell down."

"Confucian painting saint, magic brush Ma Liang?"

Hearing the words of the immortal in the pot, Chu ten day's eyes suddenly flashed a trace of fine awn.

If he guessed correctly, Ma Liang, the magic pen, should be the "lucky boy" who inherited the system as well as him. Even his achievements and accomplishments are higher than him, so that he can show the power of the system and turn it into a "magic pen of dreams" that can make dreams come true.

This is different from the "seven dragon balls" created by another system, which can also make dreams come true!

The former pays more attention to actual combat, while the latter pays more attention to the power of dream realization!

Thinking of this, Chu suddenly moved in his heart, and then asked the system, "system, since you can absorb the power of the dragon ball, can you also absorb the power of the magic pen of the dream?"

"I don't know!"

However, even the system didn't know the answer to Chu Xun's question: "the reason why the system can absorb the power of the dragon ball is that the power of realizing the dream in the dragon ball is extremely pure, but the power in the magic pen of the dream is even stronger than the power of the dragon ball, but it is extremely complex. I think it must have gone through some special transformation at the beginning, or even given up It's part of the nature of the power to make dreams come true that transforms them into what they are. "

"So for this kind of power, whether the system can absorb it or not, and what is the energy conversion rate after absorption, it is impossible to calculate at all now."

"In that case, take this magic pen down first!"

Hearing the words of the system, Chu ten's eyes flashed a trace of brilliance, and then he was ready to start.

Dang! Clam! Clam!

However, before Chu ten began, a series of sharp and rapid bells suddenly rang from that day's life city!

With the continuous ringing of the bell, a strong fog began to emerge from the farthest horizon, and spread to the place where Chu ten and others were!

It's time for the fog!