But the pen of the painting is the inherited spiritual weapon of the ancient true king. How could it be so easy to succeed? Just as Mo Wentian jumped into the sky, a huge suction force suddenly came from the ground, pulling him back to the ground heavily.

"This is……"

Mo Wentian stood up underground, and his breath was in chaos, but he immediately understood that the Danqing Temple had a magnetic restriction. Once he left the ground, he was pulled by the geomagnetic gravity and was pulled back to the ground again.

This kind of power involves some rules, and it is obviously impossible to force it to crack it. Mo Wentian's face was a little bitter. The pen in the blue pen was clearly right in front of him, but he could not get it. He immediately felt like he was at a distance.

But the Palace of Danqing has been opened, the Painting Holy Pen has appeared in the world, and the treasure is now in front of you, and there is no reason to give up. Moreover, some seem to be trapped in a desperate situation without hope, and often there is room for reversals. When the true king of Danqing sets up this situation, there will definitely be a solution.

Mo Wentian couldn't help but look around, trying to find out if there was any other way? The hall was empty, and his eyes swept past, and naturally he didn't find anything?

Mo Wentian didn't believe it. His magic power was pouring on his eyes, and two lights of light appeared in his eyes. He looked around the hall with his eyes and immediately found something strange.

"Strange? What is that?"

His eyes were on the murals around him, but he saw a majestic stone step above the heads of the ancient beasts, circling from below along the wall, and several circles around the inner wall of the hall, as if a white dragon running through the sky and the earth. Where the dragon's head was raised, the golden light was dazzling, and the painting of the holy pen was hanging on the air.

At this time, outside the Danqing Palace, a colorful light passed by, and several powerful auras suddenly descended. Tianyi Zhenjun and other Jindan monks had already landed on their swords.

The stone gate of the Danqing Palace was empty and the violent aura of an ancient ferocious beast was faintly revealed. All the Jindan monks were shocked and suspicious. Could it be that the ancient ferocious beasts were entrenched in the Danqing Palace? That was too dangerous, but no one dared to stand out for the moment.

True Lord Xingyue was about to walk forward and pushed open the faint stone door. The golden shadow suddenly swept past, blocking her, and a phantom flashed. He said in a deep voice: "Sister Xingyue, don't rush in, there is something that has not been done yet."

"What's the matter?" Zhenjun Xingyue paused, looking a little puzzled.

The golden shadow sneered, swept around with an electric gaze, and said disdainfully: "Not everyone can covet the treasures in the True King Hall? Especially those who are fishing for troubled waters and waiting to pick up the bargains."

The True Lord Xingyue looked at him, but saw that the golden elixir monks from all sects quietly surrounded him, and their eyes were gathered on the stone gate in front of the hall, obviously they all wanted to share a bowl of soup in the Danqing Hall.

When he glanced at this glance, the True Lord Xingyue didn't understand it. He immediately looked a little displeased and said loudly: "Fellow Taoists, the Danqing Palace has belonged to this sect. Don't stay here, so as not to have unnecessary misunderstandings."

The Jindan monks of all sects were silent. Although they were moved by the treasures in the Danqing Hall, they would not blatantly oppose the Seven Star Hall, and would not be foolish to be the first bird.

There are always some unexpected exceptions. A bald man with golden light on his head stood out and said loudly: "Zxingyue True Lord, the treasures of heaven and earth are obtained by those who are destined to be. The inheritance of the true king of the Danqing Palace and the Jindan monks present are all qualified to inherit it."

"fart!"

Before the bald man finished speaking, the true king of Xingyue was furious and scolded: "What kind of virtue do you have? He actually covets the inheritance of the True King. He ignores the majesty of the Seven Star Hall so much, and seeks death."

The bald man was quite tough and said with a calm face: "Who stipulated that the inheritance of the True King is from the Seven Star Hall, the dignified Yuanying Sect is too domineering to do this. How can you please the fellow disciples of the border countries?

"Okay! OK! OK!"

The True Lord Xingyue said three good words in a row, as if to suppress the anger in her heart. She stared at the bald man coldly, as if looking at a dead man, and said coldly: "You bald golden top is unique in the borderland. You should be the Jinding True Lord in the country of Lu. I heard that the copper-headed golden top magic power you have practiced is invincible above your neck, and your head seems to be cast in gold and iron, and you can even break the pillar of heaven. Therefore, you have the title of Jinding True Lord."

"Not bad! I'm the King of Jinding." The King of Jinding reached out and touched his head, and said freely: "I didn't expect that the True Lord of Xingyue in the Seven Star Palace knew that he was just below, but what could break the pillar of heaven? It was just the love of the fellow practitioners in the border areas, but I couldn't take it as true."

"very good!"

True Lord Xingyue suddenly sneered, touched the treasure bag with his left hand, took out a treasure mirror carved with ancient patterns, turned the mirror and looked at the bald man's head, and scolded him sternly: "True Lord Jinding, I heard that your head is powerful, I want to give it a try."

The bald man was shocked and immediately followed the sound and saw a light flashing in the mirror, illuminating a bald head with dazzling golden light. Such a head was only one in the border area, but wasn't it the guy on his neck?

"This...? What? The Holy Mirror of Picking Flowers?"

The Jinding True Lord was immediately dissipated and was about to run away from his sword. He saw the Zhenjun Xingyue’s right hand five fingers were scattered, as if an iron claw was penetrated into the mirror, and his five fingers pressed the head in the mirror like iron pliers.

The Jinding Zhenjun let out a shrill scream, feeling his head hurt like a splitting, as if it was cast in an iron mountain. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not move at all.

There was only a "click" sound, as if it was a broken bone. His head disappeared from the air on his neck. It was indescribable and terrifying. Blood spurted out from the neck, and the headless corpse fell straight to the ground.

True Lord Xingyue raised his right hand and actually pulled out a human head in the mirror. It was covered with blood and golden light, but it was the disappeared head of True Lord Jinding.

When using this method, the True Lord Xingyue seemed to consume a huge amount of magic power. He looked around with a little listless look and said coldly: "What True Lord Jinding? I thought you were so powerful? I just had this kind of head."

The Jindan True Lord of all sects was as quiet as a cicada. The ancient mirror was called the Flower Picking Holy Mirror. It was a treasure obtained by the Seven Star Hall in the ruins of the imperial city two thousand years ago. It was passed down from the Flower Picking True King among the 81 ancient true kings. The magical power of this mirror lies in picking flowers in the mirror and killing people in danger. It is really an extremely powerful spiritual weapon.

The disciple of the Seven Star Hall who received the Flower Picking Holy Mirror was the current Seven Star Hall Lord Wang Yue Zhenwang. Xingyue Zhenjun is the person's beloved daughter and the young master of the Seven Star Hall. Unexpectedly, the Seven Star Hall Lord actually gave this spiritual weapon to Xingyue Zhenjun to defend himself. It was simply invincible. Whoever dared to touch her bad luck would be to die.

True Lord Xingyue threw the head in his hand to the ground, as if he was doing something insignificant. He looked around coldly and scolded sternly: "If it weren't for the precious time, I'm the True Lord who killed you all, why don't they get out of here?"

The word "Go" implies supreme majesty. The golden elixir monks in all countries are all in awe of their hearts. Although they are quite unwilling to accept it, the Seven Star Palace is really unaffordable, and the flower-picking holy mirror cannot be competed. At that moment, they are leaving with swords, and those who know the times are heroes. They do not want to repeat the mistakes of the Jinding True Lord.

After a moment of hard work, the golden elixir monks from all sects left completely, and walked to an end, and returned to peace outside the Danqing Palace.

"Sister Xingyue is really amazing!" The golden shadow exclaimed: "Those golden elixir monks should not be polite, so they should indeed give them some colors."

"A bunch of flies, I really hate it." Xingyue Zhenjun nodded slightly and said with a little regretful expression: "It's a pity that the flower-picking sacred mirror that my father gave me can only be used twice a day with my younger sister's magic power, otherwise they would definitely be killed."

"It's okay!" the golden shadow pondered: "These people have no ability, but they are not vague in the troubled waters. They probably discovered the clues soon. They knew that Sister Xingyue could not control the flower-picking sacred mirror, and some brave ones would still follow them secretly."

"This little girl naturally knows that of course she needs to take some precautions."

The Master Xingyue nodded slightly and suddenly ordered in a deep voice: "The eight Taibaos, benevolence, righteousness, courtesy, wisdom, trustworthiness, loyalty, filial piety and courage, obey the order."

Eight disciples of the Seven Star Hall immediately responded, and bowed with fists and said, "Young Palace Master, I'm here!"

The True Lord Xingyue nodded slightly and said coldly: "You eight, set up a sword formation here. If anyone breaks into the Danqing Palace, he will be killed without mercy!"

"Yes! Disciple obeys the order!"

The eight Taibaos responded with a loud bang, and immediately sacrificed their flying swords, as if they were passing through butterflies. At a speed that was difficult for the naked eye to distinguish, they quickly rotated around the Danqing Palace, laying down layers of sword formations, surrounding the teleportation arrays like buckets.

"Benevolence is as bright as the sun; righteousness is as bright as the full moon; wisdom is as complex as the stars; ritual is as gentle as the breeze; faith is as firm as real gold; loyalty is as fierce as burning fire; filial piety is as solid as thick soil; courage is as fierce as thunder!"

The eight Taibaos were muttering, setting up an eight-level sword formation. In an instant, it seemed as if the sun and the moon shone in the sky, stars embellished the earth, the breeze blew thunder, the fire burned real gold, and a majestic aura suppressed the surroundings. The unrivaled sword light was ready to go, enough to kill the great perfect monk of the Golden Pill on the spot.

"The Thirteenth Taibao of the Seven Star Palace is indeed not a false reputation!" The golden shadow was amazed and laughed loudly: "I am an eye-opener. With such a sword formation guarding here, the Danqing Palace is as stable as Mount Tai. If there is a desperate attempt to break through, it is simply a way out."

The true king of Xingyue smiled like a trembling flower branches and said with some enthusiasm: "Brother Tianyi, the inheritance of the true king of the Danqing Palace is our bag. Do you want to see who is inside? Even if he has obtained the treasure, he must spit it out obediently, otherwise he will die, and no one can save him from heaven and earth!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she stepped forward and kicked open the stone door. A dazzling golden light poured out, shining on her face, but she looked shocked.
Chapter completed!