Dou Po: My disciples are all worthy of the Emperor Dou Po

Chapter 807 The end!

Author: Greedy Gouzi

Chapter 807 The end!

This kind of seven colors is an extremely brilliant color. Compared with the seven colors on the forehead of the man in green shirt, I don't know how many times more powerful it is.

Although the difference between the divine grade and the ninth grade is only one grade, the difference between the two is as vast as clouds and mud.

And as the colorful clan patterns emerged one by one, the face of the elder Tongxuan who was holding the pen became more and more solemn.

His palms could not help but tremble slightly, and the fighting energy in his body was flowing away like a tide at this moment.

"What a terrifying Heavenly Emperor's Pen... No wonder no one has been qualified to touch it for thousands of years. Just with this level of consumption of fighting energy, if you don't have the strength of Dou Sheng, I'm afraid you will be sucked into a human being in an instant!"

Feeling the fighting spirit disappearing rapidly in his body, Elder Tongxuan's face sank slightly, and he quickly concentrated on controlling the perfect trajectory of writing.

"Chichi!"

The colorful Heavenly Emperor pen danced in the air about half an inch away from Xun'er's forehead, and colorful marks continued to appear on the latter's forehead.

"call!"

Under the gaze of countless eyes from the audience, the work of painting the family pattern lasted for nearly ten minutes before it was finished.

And when the last stroke was finally made, even with Elder Tongxuan's tyrannical strength, fine cold sweat could not help but appear on his forehead. However, despite the great consumption, his eyes were filled with excitement.

color.

"alright!"

Hearing the voice next to his ear, Xun'er's slightly closed eyes slowly opened, and the moment his eyes opened, the colorful clan patterns on his forehead suddenly burst out with intense colorful light!

"Plop!"

Under this burst of colorful light, there were many powerful ancient tribesmen. They couldn't help but feel the pressure deep in their souls. With a pop, they knelt down towards Xun'er in the field with a face full of fanaticism.

And down.

"Haha, the colorful clan pattern, my ancient clan finally appeared again after thousands of years!"

When the seven-colored light burst out, an old laughter also sounded faintly in the distant sky. The laughter was very faint and fleeting, and it would be impossible to detect it unless someone with extraordinary hearing could detect it.

"I didn't expect that even this person was alarmed!"

When this unusually old voice sounded, Elder Tongxuan was slightly startled, and then he bowed slightly and saluted somewhere in the sky.

The seven-colored light only lasted for a moment, and then all of it converged into the seven-color ethnic pattern on Xun'er's smooth forehead. Even the ethnic pattern gradually disappeared under the slight fluctuation.

This ethnic pattern will not be exposed on weekdays. It will only appear on the forehead when the owner intentionally summons it.

In a corner of the square, a figure shrouded in black robes looked at Xun'er's retreating back with flickering eyes, a faint cold light flashing in his eyes.

"I didn't expect that the ancient clan would actually give birth to a divine bloodline. From now on, it will be our soul clan's formidable enemy, and maybe it will interfere with our soul clan's plans. It seems we have to find an opportunity secretly.

Get rid of this person!"

After experiencing a bombshell ceremony like Xun'er's, it was difficult to arouse the interest of others in the following ones, so Elder Tongxuan also left early and handed over the remaining tasks to other elders.

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"It seems there is nothing to see, let's go!" Liu Ling also greeted the little medical fairy and Nalan Yanran, then turned and left.

(End of chapter)