"In fact, I am not happy to show this magic, with my current cultivation, it is really a little reluctant, it is likely to be counter-eded."

In Zhu Jiujie's eyes, with a hint of cold, he looked at the golden brush in his hand and said slowly.

"Oh, I did expect to introduce, this brush, called the cryless pen, the intermediate artifact, which contains the power of fate, the ruthlessness of the merciless pen itself carries the ruthless fate of magic, even if it is the peak of the late wonderland, it is not easy to resist, Hui Ming if you have any last words, quickly explain, otherwise there will be no chance."

When Xiao Huiming heard the words of fate, his face was also slightly discolored, but he immediately adjusted and calmed as usual.

“That sounds great.If you are so confident, I might as well introduce you.My brush, don't look at his treasure light overflowing, in fact, it is the same as yours, the intermediate artifact, as if it has been treasured for thousands of years, it is too common to say.And only that thunderstorm, is also very general, if there is no protection of the late fairyland monks were hit, but also dead, simply can not reach the point of turning into a wispy, in the eyes of Zhu Jiujie brother, it is not worth mentioning, if you shoot, it should be easy to resist, even your hair will not hurt one."

It seems to be a bland introduction, but in fact, everyone present is also able to listen to understand, which is obviously a strong mockery and ridicule.

"Haha, Hui Ming brother said wonderful, this nine rainbow pen is a garbage goods, we can pick up on the road, simply can not be compared with Zhu Jiujie's own 'born' out of the artifact."

Li Yao was afraid that the world would not be disturbed and laughed.

"What are you talking about, Brother Zhu Jijie, is he not a man?"How to be born?Did all his organs that he cultivates mutate?”

Ouyangson heard the words, the second monk still confused, a face asked suspiciously.

It doesn't matter to him, the presence, including Su Mu Elders and others, can't help but laugh, even and Zhu Jiujie a camp of the elders, are unable to hold out the smile, the old face is red, directly over the body, the whole person slightly trembling, I don't know whether it is laughing, or crying.

Everyone knows that this colorful and radiant brush in Xiao Huiming's hand is definitely not a universal product, even if it is a general intermediate artifact, it is far less than it.And the destruction of the world just now is even more powerful, not Zhu Jiujie can catch up, even the Su Elders and Elder Yan and other people present, are difficult to resist.

It is clear that this is mocking Zhu Jiujie.

And a little stupid Ouyangson's wrong-collision question, directly like ignition of this wave of ridicule of Mars, so that this strong taunt, directly reached a new height.

Zhu Jiejie's face was irony, this person became more and more cold, his eyes were round and trembling slightly, there was no delay, the simple brush was slightly raised, and on the golden bright pen front, a golden manger straight into the sky.

“Since it is you who is seeking death, I will fulfill you!”Crying mercilessly!”

In an instant, the golden mantle was wrapped in a drop of strange rain, and it was pouring down!

The golden light and rain suddenly appeared in the sky, directly breaking the sky.God is merciless, God is merciless.Thousands of golden and rain condensed into the rain, very cold and ruthless cut down.

At this moment, everyone stopped laughing, all felt that, as if the whole sky, were to collapse directly, such an attack, has far exceeded their imagination, including Su Mu Elder and others, are also invincible to take a breath of cool air.One could hardly believe his eyes.

Above the high altitude, thousands of golden days cry rain, rapid condensation, directly condensed into a dark red sword, so that the entire cultivation square above the sky, are transformed into a red color.The great pressure seemed to emanate from the dark red sword, as if a thousand sharp swords had been shot into the hearts of every man.

Xiao Hui Ming stood quietly in the square, his face was flat and calm, and in his eyes, he could not see half of the panic.

"He's crying, it's extraordinary."Xiao Huiming suddenly smiled, in the face of such pressure, he can even laugh out, it can be seen that this terrible day crying ruthless, the pressure on him is not too strong.

Although Xiao Huiming's cultivation realm is not the highest, but he has experienced the real robbery several times, the spirit and the will, are strong to the extreme, with the three realms, the first person under the realm of heaven to describe, is not excessive.

Zhu Jiujie in this pen, contains the power, but it is not a small, but, after all, he is not the end of the wonderland of the end of the cultivation, and it is impossible to fully play the power of true cry ruthlessness, otherwise, this pen, compared with the wisdom of the spirit of the world, to be too much stronger.

And this day crying ruthless, let Hui Ming feel the real threat, is that this pen can not hide, no matter from any angle, can not avoid this pen, only hard rock.

Little Huiming looked up at the sky, the dark red sword rain, straight forward, the great power, like a wave of huge waves, the void shock of a piece of destruction.He was no longer delayed, and the nine rainbow pens in his hand shook, and the colorful light was like a ripple, and the waves were directly swollen.

If you can't hide, fight hard.

The surging spiritual power, spewing in the body, in an instant is also the most of the nine rainbow pens.In the eyes of the little wisdom, the spirit flashed, and then suddenly waved out.

The sky cried relentless sword rain, under the fierce pressure, and a colorful pen, but also steep as the most shining stars in the night sky, at this moment, suddenly emit a very bright light, directly puncture the sky.

Tink!

The two pens intersect, and Xiao Huiming only felt a super-great force, lifting his whole person directly and flying out.

Extremely violent, in the sky even bursting, making a loud noise, sounding four wild.In the high altitude of red as blood, thousands of swords and rains straight down, the rest of the majesty is not reduced, and the fierce bombardment above the cultivation square, even the solid ground is directly blown out of one inch deep cracks.

Those three-star disciples who participated in the assessment did not know what material the cultivation square of the Imperial Painting Pavilion was laid out with, but Elder Su Mu and Elder Yan Xie were very clear in their hearts, this is a very hard fairy crystal stone shop, able to withstand any attack below the late cultivation of the wonderland, even if it has a high-end artifact, it is difficult to leave a trace on the ground.