Infinite Evolution

"Give me back my magic pen!"

Seeing the Dream Pen and his severed arm disappearing into Chu Xun's hands, the scholar in Confucian shirt who had recovered was also startled. Then he roared wildly and waved his remaining left hand towards Chu Xun. .

Poof!

But without the Dream Pen, he was nothing in the eyes of Chu Xun and others. So before he could grab Chu Xun with his left hand, a black light pierced the void and cut off his left arm, spraying out a large amount of blood.

Puff!

Not only that, the black light did not stop after cutting off the scholar's left arm, but cut off the scholar's legs at a faster speed, turning him into a "human stick". And the strange thing is that at this moment, there are streaks of black light shining at the broken parts of the scholar's arms and legs. Under the shining of black light, the scholar's injuries have no tendency to heal themselves at all. On the contrary, It's getting worse and worse.

To injure a powerful Realm Lord to such an extent that he cannot heal himself, only Wrath, who has understood the true meaning of the Great Way of Killing, can do this.

"Open the city gate!"

After cutting off the limbs of the scholar in scholar's shirt, Angry didn't say anything nonsense. He just looked at the scholar in scholar's shirt coldly, and then said word by word: "I will only say it once!"

Although Anger would occasionally target naughty children, in fact, he would only do this to people who had a relatively favorable impression of him, and the Bone King was the best example.

Because of this, at this moment, seeing the naughty kid being seriously injured because of this guy, and even turning into an octogenarian, whose life and death are unpredictable, the murderous intention in his angry heart is already burning.

"Give me back my magic pen, give me back my magic pen!"

However, at this moment, the scholar in Confucian shirt seemed to have lost his mind. Even though his limbs were severed and his life and death were in the hands of others, he did not seem to feel the slightest fear. He just kept struggling and roaring at Chu Xun, trying to get away from Chu Xun. Take back the magic pen of dreams in your hand!

After all, this dream magic pen is not only the guarantee of his power, but also an inheritance passed down by his ancestors. To him, it is simply that the pen is in the person, but the pen is in disgrace. At this moment, the pen of dream falls into Chu Xun's hands, so what's the point of his life?

"Laws, calm the soul!"

Seeing that the man in Confucian shirt looked like he was going crazy, his eyes condensed with desire, and then he clenched the Yin-Yang Mirror in his hand and waved it.

In an instant, a white light shot out from the Yin and Yang realm and entered the mind of the scholar in scholar's shirt. As the white light blended in, the scholar in scholar's shirt seemed to have been given a sedative, and began to slowly calm down while gasping for breath.

"If you want me to let you into the city, just dream!"

However, even though he had regained his composure, the man in Confucian shirt still did not show any fear. Instead, he laughed loudly: "This Destiny City was created by my ancestor with great supernatural powers. Unless there is a pen of dreams as the key, otherwise Once the city is closed, no matter how strong your cultivation is, you will not be able to enter the city!"

At this point, a look of madness suddenly appeared on the face of the man in Confucian shirt: "Don't think that you can enter the city by taking away my magic pen. Let me tell you, except for the blood of my clan, no one can use this dream." Magic pen. So just wait and die outside this city with me, hahahaha!”

"Damn it!"

After hearing the words of the scholar in scholar's shirt, the hearts of Chu Xun and others suddenly sank.

"How about we make a deal?"

At the same time, Constantine on the side suddenly asked: "We can give you the magic pen of dreams, but you must make a blood oath of heaven. As long as we give you the pen, you will take us into the city." , let’s forget about the past, how about that?”

For Constantine, the most important thing is to reach the top of Mount Sumeru, so as long as he can enter the Destiny City to avoid the descendants of the evil spirits in the fog, he will not be able to return the magic pen of dreams to the scholar in scholar's shirt. No matter what.

"Give him the pen back, are you kidding me?"

"By the way, I don't blame you for being paralyzed, look at what the naughty kid looks like now!"

…

After hearing Constantine's words, a look of anger suddenly appeared on the faces of Chu Xun and others, and Zhang Xie and Chu Hang couldn't help but cursed angrily.

This scholar in scholar's shirt had caused a naughty child to live or die. How could they let this guy go so easily?

"Hahahaha, the iron law of the sages cannot be violated. Do you think that I, Jack Ma, will violate the iron laws of the sages in order to survive? I'm dreaming!"

However, before Constantine could refute Zhang Xie and Chu Hang's words, the scholar in scholar's shirt suddenly burst into laughter: "Don't waste your efforts. Today, I, Ma Yun, will stick to the iron law of the sages even if I die to become a benevolent person. You Don’t even think about entering Destiny City!”

Having said this, a cold look appeared in the scholar's eyes, and he said coldly: "What's more, as long as you and I die at the hands of the monster in the fog, the dream god that was taken away by you will The pen will also find a new guardian among my clan based on the connection with my clan’s bloodline, so what does it matter if I die?”

"Oh no, I met a lunatic who doesn't know how to live well!"

Seeing the stubborn and crazy look of the scholar in scholar's shirt, Chu Xun and others were shocked and angry, and Constantine couldn't help but cursed angrily.

Of course they want to kill this guy, but the problem is that if this guy refuses to help, then they may not be able to enter the Destiny City. Once they are found by the descendants of the evil spirits in the mist, with their current strength , I’m afraid it’s going to be a disaster!

"Host, I may be able to help with the method of entering the city!"

However, at this critical moment, the voice of the system suddenly sounded from Chu Xun's mind: "I have just scanned the Dream Pen and confirmed that this Dream Pen was transformed from a former sub-system combined with some external forces. Although after being transformed into this Dream Pen, this Dream Pen has lost many abilities related to the system and is no longer a complete system, but if I synchronize its data, even if I cannot integrate the power in it, I should be able to have a preliminary control over it."

"In other words, you control this Dream Pen?"

Hearing the system's words, Chu Xun's face suddenly showed a hint of surprise, and then he immediately said: "In this case, what are you hesitating about? Quickly control this Dream Pen and take us into the city!"

"Yes!"

Hearing Chu Xun's words, the system immediately replied: "The system is now starting to synchronize data!"

"Data synchronization in progress, synchronization rate 5%...10%...15%..."

The synchronization speed of the system is not slow. Chu Xun breathed a sigh of relief when he looked at the fog in the distance that had just approached within 500 meters.

It seems that there should be enough time.

Thinking of this, Chu Xun's face suddenly showed a cold smile, and then he moved his eyes to the scholar in Confucian robes, and said coldly: "Your name is Ma Yun, right? Is this dream pen important to you?"

"The dream pen is a relic of the ancient saint, and it is the treasure of our clan. The pen is alive, and the pen is lost!"

Hearing Chu Xun's words, the scholar in Confucian robes sneered: "I know you are planning to take the magic pen, but you don't have this chance. It won't be long before you will die in this fog, and this magic pen will return to the hands of our clan again, hahahaha!"

"Really? I don't think so!"

However, looking at the crazy look of the scholar in Confucian robes, Chu Xun suddenly laughed.

At the same time, the voice of the system sounded again in Chu Xun's mind.

Data synchronization completed!

"To be honest, we were just passing by and didn't want to cause any trouble. We just didn't expect to run into an idiot like you."

Looking at the naughty kid lying on the ground in the distance, who had taken a lot of pills but was still unconscious, like an octogenarian, Chu Xun's eyes suddenly flashed with a fierce light, and then he took a deep breath and said coldly: "Don't you regard this dream pen as more important than your life? In this case, today I will let you know what complete despair is!"

The next moment, Chu Xun waved his right hand, and a black brush appeared out of thin air in the palm of Chu Xun's hand. At the same time, dots of black light also surged out from the brush and enveloped Chu Xun's body.