Chapter 539 (2/2)
The perception of the immortal Lord, like a catalyst, activates these arranged dream patterns.
It is like a big net, which envelops the whole earth in an instant.
”What is this?”
The faces of the five immortal masters changed greatly.
The existence... Sure enough, it has left a backhand on the earth!
The ink flowed and his body trembled.
He wanted to take back his perception, but when he didn't do it, his eyes were full of gold.
Perception suddenly increased.
Envelop the whole earth again.
Boom!
The golden dream pattern seems to turn into a golden dragon circling.
The big net of dream grain suddenly shrouded.
The five immortals changed their faces slightly under the threat of terror.
They looked up.
Staring at the dream net.
On the dream pattern net... There seems to be a golden figure looming.
The figure is natural and unrestrained, handsome and uninhibited with the dream pattern master.
It's totally different from Su Fu, who was nine meters tall.
”Dream tattooer?!”
The five immortal masters were surprised.
The next moment.
The vast sea rolled nine waves.
The pressure is also like nine heavy waves, which are strengthened one after another.
Nine times of oppression.
Boom!
The five immortals were oppressed and knelt on the vast sea.
The sea burst.
The five immortal masters were full of palpitations. They wanted to raise their heads, but they found that their necks could not move at all.
That sense of oppression
They can't resist!
”The king level does not destroy the power of the Lord?”
”Damn it...”
”I'm in trouble...”
The five immortals regretted it.
The ink flow is hard to breathe.
Does he want to die miserably on the earth?
If you don't destroy the Lord at the king level, you can kill them as soon as you read it.
……
Inside the dream ship.
”Warning, warning...”
Xiao Qi sounded an alarm.
Su Fu and Xiao mengton, who were meditating, were surprised.
”What a terrible smell...”
Xiaomeng was frightened.
This is a supreme pressure, which makes people unable to have the courage to resist.
As for Su Fu, he didn't notice it at all.
Strange to say.
All cities, buildings and people on the earth are not affected by coercion.
Only creatures from outside the earth will feel it. If they feel touch, they will be suppressed by coercion.
”It should be the means left by my aunt. Those people must guess that there will be strong people coveting the earth...”
Xiaomeng's eyes turned and thought of something, saying.
Su Fu took a deep breath.
”So my mother took my pen? But what does she want my pen to do? ”
”How can that stupid pen... Help?”
Sufu road.
This is his truth.
If the pen fairy were here, it would explode in situ.
She, the pen fairy, knows everything!
”A pen that needs a quick turn of the brain to save... Alas, no more.”
Su Fu shook his head.
Little dream: ”
”In fact, that pen is still useful. At least... It has evolved into a third-order treasure.” Little dream has an advantage, Tao.
Su lifted the corner of his mouth and didn't see how many good things he had swallowed.
……
this moment.
The stupid pen in Su Fu's mouth.
It is suspended above the heads of five immortal masters kneeling on the sea.
Hum
There was a drop of blood on the old Yin pen.
In this blood, there seems to be a wild figure floating.
Suddenly.
The blood evaporated.
Integrated into the dream pattern array.
The five immortal masters were shocked.
His eyelids drooped, sank into sleep and went away in a dream.
……
Ink flow opened his eyes.
With the vigilance of the immortal Lord, it is natural to observe around. The pressure on the body is gone, but I feel suffocation in my chest as usual.
There is no doubt that he is not out of danger.
”Dream world? The usual means of dream tattoo master... ”
Ink flow squints. He has a knife that can cut the sun, moon and stars. He is brave and fearless!
Huh?
Four eyes stared at the ink flow.
He was slightly stunned. Isn't this the other four immortals?
Why were they brought here?
If they remember well, they should still kneel on the sea.
Ink flow's eyes turned and fell on his hand, but he found that his hand was holding an old ballpoint pen like the five immortal masters.
The hands of the five people folded like glue and couldn't get rid of it at all.
What the hell is this?
On the table, there was a piece of white paper, pale white paper, like people's bloodless skin.
Hum
A dark wind blew by, and as the immortal Lord, they actually felt cold.
”Welcome to the pen fairy game.”
”Ah, cluck, cluck...”
The creepy voice seemed to explode in each of their ears.
What the hell?
How can he come to play games without destroying the Lord?
He shook his hand to break free.
An unparalleled pressure suddenly fell, making the ink flow and blood flow in the mouth and nose
A touch of panic emerged.
”Ah, cluck, cluck...”
”I am a pen fairy, I am your previous life, and you are my present life... If you want to continue with me, please draw... Circles on the paper.”
The ink flows through the nostrils and inhales deeply.
Several immortal masters around were also terrified.
Their pupils constricted because the ballpoint pen they were holding moved by themselves
On the leather paper, draw a... Fork.
Pooh!
An old ballpoint pen pierced ink flow's wrist. The biting pain made ink flow shiver and take a breath of air conditioning.
”Er, cluck, cluck... I'm a pen fairy. I said... Draw a circle.”
Ink flow turned pale.
Under the oppressive pressure, he was as immortal as an ordinary man.
The wrist was pierced by a ballpoint pen.
Blood dripped down the wound and onto the human skin paper.
Trembling, they drew circles on the human skin paper.
”Er, cluck, cluck... I know everything. I ask, you answer... If you can't answer... You will be tortured by purgatory...”
Ink flow several people pupil constriction.
The atmosphere suddenly stagnated, and the five immortals dared not go out.
The Fengwang level beings... Want to play games, they... Can only play.
What else can I do?
Strength is not as good as people, they are also very desperate!
I waited a long time.
The pen fairy's cold voice sounded.
”I can sit where you can never sit... Where is that place?”
Ink flow and several immortal masters were stunned.
So... What's the problem?
”The throne of King level?”
The ink flowed carefully.
This answer, no problem.
”Ah, cluck, cluck...”
Pooh!
A sharp pain came. Ink flow looked down. A pale hand, holding a ballpoint pen, pierced his waist, and blood was splashing.
……
In the dream ship.
Sue sat cross legged.
Suddenly opened his eyes.
In his ears, the voice of blood Sao PI rang through.
”Hey, hey, congratulations on scaring the ink flow with the pen fairy nightmare and obtaining 100ml of four-star scare juice...”
Su Fu: ”??”
Wait, what's this operation?!
PS: skin to skin, bicycle to motorcycle, ask for a wave of tickets~