The towering brush is like a small mountain peak, gently dipping into the black lake.

The white brush strokes were instantly infected by the lake water and turned into a pitch-black appearance.

They were all clasping their hands behind their backs, just watching the movements of the brushes on the lake.

Such a spectacular sight caught Feng Fei's eyes, with a hint of shock on his face, and he couldn't help but take two steps back.

This fierce momentum spread from the rotating lake surface, causing Feng Fei's face to change again and again.

A half-step saint-level warrior is so powerful!

Feng Fei couldn't help but be filled with awe for the saint.

Du Zheng, who was standing not far from the lake, raised his palm slightly, and the tall brush flew in the air, moving back and forth, but there was no movement of writing.

The reason is that Du Zheng didn't know what to write at the moment. He turned his head to the frightened Feng Fei and said with a smile: "Xiao Fei... you Xingmen, how should you write this statement in a safe way?"

Feng Fei woke up from being surprised by the movement in mid-air. When she heard Du Zheng's question, she couldn't help but feel ashamed, and immediately said: "This... Dean Du can do whatever he wants!"

In this situation, even if Feng Fei was given a hundred courages, he would not dare to teach Du Zheng how to write this statement!

He had made a slight request before, but he already refused to give face to this elder who was half a step into the saint realm.

If you answer the question at this time, I'm afraid the nature will change...

You can ask, but Feng Fei doesn't dare to answer even if he has a perfect plan.

They were all asking no more questions, but calmly stared at the huge brush stretching across the sky, their eyes flashing.

The towering brush was waving on top of Wanzhen Mountain.

Wherever the brush passed and the path followed by the strokes were filled with cracks in the void, seemingly extremely smooth.

However, the danger contained in it is like a giant beast opening its huge mouth, waiting to devour it.

Feng Fei stood aside, looking at the cracks in the sky, forming handwritings one by one, and his expression became extremely yearning.

This is the strength of a half-step saint! The power can break through the air!

It can also prevent these void cracks from swallowing up the surrounding things. He is not a saint of the way of space, but he can maintain this situation.

It really makes Feng Fei at this moment yearn for this kind of power, but at the same time feel a little bit afraid.

at the same time.

The situation in Wanzhen Mountain caused some powerful warriors to explore the place one after another. They found that they were all up to something, so they stopped watching.

But they all have a doubt in their hearts: "Why doesn't this old man study the art of calligraphy properly and uses the power of heaven and earth for no reason?"

Some of the inner disciples in Wanzhen Mountain, especially those in the academy, were looking up at the sky and looking at the same direction.

This powerful momentum swept across the entire sky where the academy was located, and the white clouds moved faster. The power contained in it made all the academy disciples feel a little strange.

Which elder is practicing the method? Is he so influential?

At this time, a Canglangshan disciple who happened to be passing by the academy was riding on a blue crane and flying in the air.

This person is sitting cross-legged on the back of the Danqing Crane, with a purple jade harp placed in front of him, and his ten fingers that look like white jade are stroking the strings.

Among the white clouds and blue sky, wisps of melodious music sounded from the sky.

This person is dressed in gray and white simple clothes, with a full head of black hair tied into an exquisite bun, which makes people look refreshing.

Suddenly, Man and Crane were affected by a powerful aura from the academy, causing Danqing Crane to instantly change direction and lose control of his speed.

Qinfeng, a disciple of Qinyuan who was sitting on his back, suddenly stopped with his fingers and looked in the direction of the academy, frowning slightly: "Academy, what happened?"

Not only Qinfeng, who came back from Qianzhou, was puzzled, but the disciples of his academy were also full of doubts.

at this time.

On the edge of the lake, Feng Fei watched the brush in mid-air disappear in mid-air after leaving the last crack.

I saw a sentence composed of void cracks in mid-air:

"Zhi Sheng broke into the hidden place of Shenzuishan without authorization, intending to steal the colorful spiritual stones. His motives were impure, and he triggered a killing array, destroying both body and soul!"

Thirty-six handwritings were printed in mid-air...

No matter whether it is horizontal, vertical, tilting, pressing, or clicking, it outlines an exclusive space crack. The momentum is so majestic that Feng Fei on the side is shocked beyond measure.

This kind of technique and this kind of power are beyond Feng Fei's reach.

However, this is not over yet.

Du Zheng flipped his wrist slightly, and a light point emerged from his thumb and hit the middle of the line of writing at an extremely fast speed!

The "writings" in mid-air immediately shrank like mysterious weapons, as if they were picked from mid-air, and were facing towards a piece of white paper covering Du Zheng's left hand.

The handwriting is a little shaky...

Duzheng bent his fingers to direct the writing one by one on the white paper, like a brand, exuding a great power.

The cracks in the mid-air also disappeared, revealing the usual blue sky.

After a while, all the handwriting was still listed on the white paper.

The blackness is heart-stopping.

At least that's how Feng Fei felt when she saw this line of writing.

They all held the white paper in their hands and blew lightly on it.

The writing formed by the space cracks on it still calmed down, just like ordinary ink writing.

Everyone was looking at this masterpiece and exclaimed: "Not bad, not bad, the sword is still young... Xiao Fei, what do you think of this statement?"

Feng Fei forced a smile and said respectfully: "Wonderful!"

"Then I'll give it to you..." Du was throwing it away casually, and the white paper floated towards Feng Fei.

However, Feng Fei couldn't help but take a step back. This was not done voluntarily, but because he was forced by this simple white paper!

He also felt a little scared in his heart.

Half-step Saint Realm, Wang-grade spiritual weapon Xuantian Brush, Void Crack...

Combining these things together makes it difficult not to be afraid!

If he loses control, his nearly one thousand years of cultivation will be gone...

Du Zheng smiled slightly, as if he could see Feng Fei's hidden worries, and said softly:

"What are you afraid of? It's just a small trick of Wang Ji Tian's formation master. If it scares you, just hold it properly and it'll be fine! Just fold it as you like and don't put it into a spatial mystical weapon!"

"Okay..." Feng Fei replied weakly, taking the strange white paper with some fear.

There is no problem...

But as soon as he touched it, he could feel the great power contained in this white paper, and he felt a sense of fear in his heart.

However, even if he didn't want to accept it anymore, he still kept it carefully.

After all, he was the one who asked Douzheng to make the next statement.

Feng Fei thought the statement was just in black and white, but she didn't expect such a result.

For a moment, he felt a little complicated. He didn't know why such a trivial matter was being made such a big deal out of.

Could it be that there was some secret instruction?

Feng Fei fell into thinking.

Shao Qing saw that Feng Fei hadn't left yet, so she smiled and said, "Xiao Fei... why are you standing there in a daze? Do you still want me to ask you to leave?"

"Oh...oh...Okay! Okay!" Feng Fei, who had been waiting for the next step of instructions, immediately responded, bowed and left.

After the wind left, the fish floating on the lake suddenly floated back and forth.

Everyone's eyes lit up, they immediately picked up the fishing rod and flicked it...

A two-meter-long big fish jumped from the lake into the air. Its two fist-sized fish eyes showed a somewhat human look, with a hint of helplessness:

"I got caught by this bad old man again..."
Chapter completed!