The strongest world crossing

"Here, these are tissues, for wiping your mouth." Ye Zhen handed over a plate of tissues, put his hands on his lap, leaned against the back of the chair, and looked at the color calmly.

"Hey! This thing is good, it's just right for wiping your mouth, it's so soft, my boy, do you have any more, give me some more for the master, look at my beard..."

Before Yan Se finished speaking, Ye Zhen put down a big bag.

"Okay, okay, you are really a good apprentice of the master. This meal is very good, but the tofu is a little impatient. It could have been more delicious... Let me tell you, this practice is the same as stewed tofu , don’t worry, it’s your master and me, the strongest talisman master in the world, it took me half a year to realize the first talisman in my life.”

"This is for you"

Saying that, Yan Se took out a pair of rolls from her bosom, which she regarded as a treasure, and opened it a little, pointing to the dark ink marks on it and said, "It looks like...a ghostly talisman, right? I thought so too at the beginning, But don't underestimate these things"

"This is a treasure. Your master, I found it from under the bed after a lot of effort. The talisman on it is the first talisman realized by the talisman masters of all ages. Take it and have a look, maybe it will help you."

"Thank you, old man." Ye Zhen looked at the picture scroll surrounded by various artistic conceptions and said with a smile.

"Okay, I'm full as a teacher, I'm going back, I won't be looking for it these days, you should practice hard...cough..." Yan Se said.

"Is this enough to eat? Don't you want to eat and drink?" Ye Zhen raised his voice, and Yan Setou waved his hands without knowing it, and then he walked away leisurely with his hands behind his back.

Seeing the old man in color walking away with small steps, the smile gradually disappeared on Ye Zhen's face, and gradually turned into a calm color.

"Xiling, Xiong Chumo, good, good."

The corners of Ye Zhen's mouth twitched slightly. During this month, he has been watching the changes in the world. He wanted to know what kind of net Haotian cast in the world, but he didn't have the energy to deal with other things.

After leaving the restaurant, Ye Zhen disappeared in one step on the busy street.

On the other side, the master who was far away in the south of the mainland suddenly turned cold, and immediately said gloatingly, "Those bastards in Xiling are really... I'm afraid it's going to be bad luck."

The next moment, at the Xiling Temple, Ye Zhen, who was standing in the sky, looked at the palaces in front of him that were several times more splendid than Huang Gui of the Tang Dynasty.

"boom!"

There was no movement, and one-third of the Xiling Palace, which was so huge that even standing at a height of a thousand meters, it could not see the whole picture, disappeared in an instant.

Completely disappeared, whether it was the people inside or the buildings, they all completely disappeared in this world, only a bottomless sword mark stretched between the sky and the earth.

Not long after, countless Xiling cavalry in golden armor swarmed out, but Ye Zhen disappeared in the air.

At this time, Ye Zhen had already arrived at the Xiling Temple.

"Who are you!" In the main hall, in front of Ye Zhen, a tall man in red and black robes with loose long hair shouted at Ye Zhen.

But when the words fell, the person flew upside down as if being hit by a hammer, smashed through the wall of the hall and flew away without a trace.

Seeing this, Xiong Chumo, who was sitting on the seat of the pope, said in a deep voice, wearing a mask:

"Your Mightiness..."

He just stopped after saying two words, because Ye Zhen came slowly.

But the strange thing is that every time Ye Zhen took a step, Xiong Chumo's body trembled, and other than that, he didn't move anymore.

When he came in front of this bear boy, Xiong Chumo, Ye Zhen raised his hand and slapped him. With this slap, not only the mask on his face was broken, but his face also became a bloody mess.

He reached out and grabbed Xiong Chumo's hair and lifted him up from the chair, looking at the terrified eyes in front of his bloody eyes.

Ye Zhen said indifferently, "Yan Se, I'm covered".

"I know... I know..." Xiong Chumo said with difficulty.

"I didn't kill you this time because it's still useful to save your dog's life. You hit with your left hand, right? I'll save you an arm. If you don't want to die when you meet Yan Se in the future, you know what to do."

After the voice fell, Ye Zhen threw it on the ground like throwing garbage, and disappeared immediately.

Until now, starting from Xiong Chumo's left hand, the flesh, muscles and bones began to dissipate little by little.

Xiong Chumo's body trembled violently, but he suppressed his screams.

After the entire left arm disappeared, he collapsed on the ground and gasped for breath, but remembering the aura that imprisoned him just now, he gave a chill again.

Ten thousand meters of space, Ye Zhen looked down at the Xiling Temple, and then disappeared.

Although his mind was completely concentrated this month and he didn't know what happened, but when he saw Yan Se, Ye Zhen could see that he had suffered serious internal injuries.

Knowing what happened after the discovery, it turned out that after that day, fearing that Ye Zhen would be hit hard from now on, Yan Se went to the Xiling Temple alone, intending to take away the scroll that was given to Ye Zhen.

With this scroll, it is equivalent to having a sharp weapon to excavate the rune master. Naturally, Xiong Chumo didn't want to, so he fought with Yan Se, and finally when Yan Se got mad and was about to fight to the death with these guys in front of him, Xiong Chumo didn't know What did I pay attention to and suddenly let it go.

It goes without saying that Yan Se's intention to take back the scroll is obvious, but he didn't even heal such a serious injury, so he ran to the academy to look for Ye Zhen, just because he was afraid that Ye Zhen would be overwhelmed.

After seeing Ye Zhen, he was afraid that taking it out suddenly would hurt Ye Zhen's self-esteem, so he used that kind of advantage method as an exchange.

"This scroll... is more than a table meal"

Proximity to Lane 47, inside Ye Zhen's small building, looking at the scroll in his hand, Ye Zhen sighed softly.

"Old man Yan Se, you are really... But... With this sincerity, from now on, Ye will be covered!".

Chapter 563 Sword Character

A few days later, it was still in the stone pavilion.

Yan Se walked around the stone table with a strange expression, staring at the paper, ink, brush and inkstone on the stone table for a long time.

"I said that you are so anxious to pull my old man over just to see these things?"

Yan Se was a little angry, and even groaned because of the injuries in her body.

With his hands behind his back, he turned around twice on the spot, with his back to Ye Zhen, then suddenly turned around, and said helplessly, "The old man thought you understood the symbols on the scroll. If you want money, I'll give it to you, old man." Can all the money be given to you!"

As Yan Se said, she slapped the table with her hands with a look of hatred.

"This paper, ink, brush and inkstone are not used for writing and selling money. As for what it is used for, you will know after a while. As for the talisman."

Ye Zhen got up slowly, lifted it up like last time, and pointed at it as a sword!

The difference is that this time, Ye Zhen did not use the vitality of the world in this world, but used his own innate spiritual power as the ink, and his sword finger as the pen, pointing out with one finger, the palm-sized talisman on the original fingertip instantly swelled to several Ten meters in diameter!

Especially the character that Yan Se couldn't understand at the center of the talisman, as soon as it appeared, it was still on the back, and the body seemed to be torn apart!

Although it felt like her body was about to be torn apart, Yan Se remained motionless, opened her mouth wide, and her pale face turned red!

"Funeral Day!"

The purple-gold light in both eyes flashed away, and the sword pointed forward again!

A bit of purple-gold light bloomed in the purple-gold talisman with a diameter of tens of meters.