Fantasy: So I Am a Peerless Expert

Because at the moment when the Plague King followed the sound, he discovered the source of the sound, which turned out to be a divine phantom, these divine phantoms were powerful and terrifying.

It seems to have a strong will.

"Divine text, this is divine text!"

"Impossible. This is the Xuanhuang World, a low-level plane. How can such a powerful divine text appear? Even if it is in Haorantian, it is difficult to see how it is possible to appear in a low-level small plane. NS?"

At this moment, the Immortal King Plague was full of horror in his eyes.

"Damn, damn!"

At this moment, the Plague King was so angry that he vomited blood, and the passage behind him collapsed and disappeared at this moment. He wanted to tear the space and go back, but he felt the terrifying power and came to him.

The moment he felt the pressure, his soul trembled.

"Damn it, it's the power of Haoran."

"Could it be that awe-inspiring heaven is impossible!"

"A low-level plane, impossible, impossible, it must be an illusion!" The Immortal Plague King cultivates the way of the plague, and the power of Haoran is his natural nemesis. In fact, at his level, the power of ordinary Haoran, No harm to him.

But the Plague King chose the wrong time. Today's Li Yixi is writing the first line of scripture in the world, the preface of the Lanting Collection.

In the Zhongtianyu Temple, Li Yixi is still writing.

"Although there is a lot of fun, calmness is different, when he is happy with what he meets, he is temporarily self-sufficient, and he does not know the old one is coming."

Just as Li Yixi wrote here, Zhao Tianyin, who had been staring at him, was shocked. He suddenly discovered that after the old words of'I don't know how old is coming' had absorbed a lot of power, the charm disappeared, and the original Tao The characters lost their divinity and turned into ordinary writing.

I saw a golden light, breaking through the space from the hall.

Above the wasteland, Immortal Plague King just resisted the power of Haoran, with sweat beads on his forehead. When I didn't know what to do, the eyes of Immortal Plague King were gradually occupied by terror.

Because at this moment, in the eyes of the Immortal King Plague, a golden light kept approaching, and the terrifying power of awe-inspiring descended upon him.

"This is divine writing."

"Who is going to kill me!"

At the moment of Plague King, his expression became extremely pale.

His body seemed to be frozen, and he could only watch the old divine writings fall on him.

"Do not······"

The Immortal King Plague at this moment uttered a desperate roar.

But no matter how hard he struggles, it is useless. At this moment, the power of horrible decline erupts in his body.

His internal organs are withering at this moment.

The vitality in the body continues to disappear.

He is the fairy king, with a life span of millions of years, but at this moment, he was horrified to discover that his life span was disappearing at a terrifying speed.

In the blink of an eye, his black hair turned white, and his original youthful face was covered with wrinkles.

Not only that, but the Immortal King Plague also discovered in horror that his soul and everything about him were aging.

Aging at a rate of one second ten thousand years.

Looking at the divine writing printed on his body, the eyes of the Plague King were full of panic and despair.

The Immortal King Plague naturally knew that he was dead today.

But the Plague King was not reconciled, he actually died here.

This is something that has never been thought of. In his imagination, even with a terrifying existence, he can give up and break free. If he fails, he can tear the void and return to the immortal world.

But he didn't expect that his way of plague would be stared at by the power of Haoran.

Going back is much simpler than coming.

However, the Immortal King Plague knew that it would be impossible to go back.

The old Immortal King Plague, even if someone saw him at this moment, they would never recognize him.

In an instant, he had turned into an old and dying old man.

"No no no..."

At this moment, the Plague King was still opening his mouth with difficulty, but his voice had become weak, and he could only see the despair in his heart at this moment from his eyes.

Gradually, the Immortal King Plague couldn't even make a sound.

His body slowly disappeared, turning into dust and going away with the wind.

In the same place, there are only two words left, plague, which is the main divine text of the plague fairy king, and it is also transformed by the power of the integrated plague avenue.

But these two characters, under the power of the old characters, also slowly disappeared.

Repeating these two words is not clean.

After clarifying everything, the old divine writings also dispersed, turning into a strong awe-inspiring power.

"Sad husband!

Therefore, the people in the Syrian period record their descriptions, although the world is different, so it is the same.

Those who will be watching later will also be impressed by the gentleness. "

In the Zhongtianyu Palace, after Li Yixi's last few words fell, Li Yixi looked at the calligraphy in front of him, and a touch of excitement appeared at the corner of his mouth, very satisfied.

"how?"

Li Yixi turned around and his eyes fell on Zhao Tianyin.

Zhao Tianyin, who was frightened today, was shocked when he saw Li Yixi's eyes fall on him.

"Well, the calligraphy of the son is full of awe-inspiring power, and this word is the only one in the world." Zhao Tianyin said from the bottom of his heart.

Looking at the divine text in front of him, calligraphy alone made him feel like facing a saint.

"Yes, this calligraphy is very powerful."

"I'm all imitating, but now I imitating, I can give it a touch of agility."

"This is the preface of the Lanting Collection, written by Wang Xizhi, who is known as the Book Sage."

"This article is known as the world's first line of writing."

Li Yixi said proudly.

"My son, is such a heavy treasure really given to me?" At this moment, Zhao Tianyin was dizzy, and a shocking color appeared in his eyes. Zhao Tianyin felt that he was not worthy of such a fetish, and his heart was extremely disturbed.

"Of course, can Li Yixi still lie?" Li Yixi said helplessly.

Secretly said, "It's good to be able to write articles that contain awe-inspiring power. These practitioners really regard these articles as treasures."

What Su Xiuyi didn't know was that this was only the power of the awe-inspiring, this was a supreme treasure.

Li Yixi put away the calligraphy and painting and put it into Zhao Tianyin's hands. Zhao Tianyin felt that this was true.

"My son, thank you!"

Zhao Tianyin at this moment is really too excited.

"It's just a trivial matter. I have to trouble Sect Master Zhao about the auction!" Li Yixi couldn't help but reminded that Li Yixi at this moment, but all hopes fell on the auction.

"My son, don't worry."

"This matter must be completed perfectly!" After Zhao Tianyin left a sentence, he bowed and exited the palace.

Looking at the preface of the Lanting Collection in his hand, the whole person was dizzy.

Under the ancient woods, the master of the sword pavilion who had been staring at the palace, saw Zhao Tianyin coming out, took a deep breath and walked over.

Outside the palace, everyone who was attracted by the vision looked at Zhao Tianyin with envy.

"Congratulations to Fellow Daoist Zhao!"

At this moment, the Kong Zhen Buddha, glanced at Zhao Tianyin's put away the calligraphy and painting, his eyes were full of envy.

"Congratulations to the Pavilion Master!"

The elders of Tianyin Forbidden Land were all excited and inexplicable at this moment. They never expected that after Zhao Tianyin said that they would not participate in the auction, they were helpless at first, but now Li Yixi has actually given even more powerful divine objects.