God-Level Choice

Just when the crystal box was fully opened, a distorted and terrifying face appeared in the black mist, like a roaring ghost. At this moment, it seems to be still alive, and it directly swallowed the past at the nearest Chu Feng point.

At this moment, the groom suddenly appeared on the pavilion, and he stood there quietly, staring closely at the black mist in his cloudy old eyes, which seemed to be full of fear.

If there is a slight change, he will be resolute

Zhu Tian, ​​who had no sense of presence beside him, suddenly sat up from the ground. At this time, his white hair stood up, and his eyes were firmly locked on the black mist. It is grinning, and its mouth has already condensed into a simple moonlight, as long as the black mist gets closer to the Chu Fengsi, it will immediately spray out the moonlight, defeating it with lightning speed At the moment when Xiao Jun sent it, I saw Chu Feng took out a brush.

This is the ghost pen 383 ghost pen given by the god of the gods. The ghost pen appeared, and the distorted face in the black mist immediately let out a shrill scream, as if seeing the biggest nemesis in life, turned around quickly, wrapped in the black mist and ran away

"Stay here." Chu Fengguang said.

He waved his hand, and two ink blots were written directly in the void. These ink marks moved, blocking all the space around the black mist. Then, as he dances lightly, he sees strange characters fly out. These characters are arranged and combined according to certain rules, gradually forming a magical chess piece.

In this, every character is full of supreme rhythm, and every rhyme seems to be able to evolve into an incomparable technique, bringing forth new ones and performing invincible ways and forbidden areas.

On the avenue, Hei Wu was also aware of the crisis, and immediately uttered an ear-piercing magic sound, struggling to get rid of the shackles of this article.

When the magic sound sounded, Leng Shuang, Lin Ziyun and Lan Ningdie all felt that they had come alive, their minds were splitting, but Chu Feng was not affected by the magic sound at all. He looked at the scene coldly, and then touched it lightly with the tip of his pen.

At this time, the small nib of the ghost pen seemed to have turned into a boundless mountain, and the fragments were deeply covered in the black mist.

"sneer"

When the black fog hits the avenue, it immediately looks like water being poured on a red-hot iron, and thick white smoke rises. The white smoke filled the air, filled with the sound of howling ghosts and howling wolves, as if there were mortals howling (cjfi) at the same time.

After a while, the white smoke cleared away, Chu Feng put away his pen, and looked coldly, only the phalanx remained in place.

"This, this is the true face of Mount Lu in the black mist?" Lan Ningdie's eyes widened, and Lin Ziyun looked at the phalanx in front of him in surprise.

No one can believe it. The terrifying black mist that seems to be able to swallow the sky and the earth, after revealing its true colors, is just cutting finger bones.

Cutting the phalanx will cause the defenders to fall, and Lan Ningdie's father will suffer. How scary is this?

Looking at this unbelievable scene, Lan Ningdie couldn't help feeling puzzled. She couldn't help but looked at Xiang Chu Feng, she was surprised and asked curiously: "Brother, where is this sacred phalanx? Amputation is too terrible. If his god appears, can't he become Conan the Destroyer ?"

She looked at Chu Feng and only saw Chu Feng's face, never having much emotional fluctuations, but at the moment it was slightly heavy.

"Some things are hard to know." Chu Feng said, pointing to the bone to pick it up, carefully rubbing the wound on the palm of his hand.

When Lan Ningdie heard this, she didn't have much sense to ask.

The groom stared closely at the phalanx, his eyes full of awe. .