Bank of The Universe

The vision of the Emperor's Pen shocked everyone in the Spiritual Holy Land!

In the hall of the passing of the throne, the people of all forces watched in amazement, feeling the coercion of the emperor's pen, and their faces were horrified.

Is this a fairy?

Sure enough, it was a bit of coercion that made them feel that their bodies were cracking.

If this is a show of power, will it break everything in a flash?

Some people who underestimate the strength of the Spiritual Holy Land immediately converge on their minds. Sure enough, the thin camel is bigger than the horse. As long as the Spiritual Holy Land can urge this fairy, no one can take the name of the Holy Land.

Feng Luo as a party is already one of the first two.

He entered more than half of his true energy, and the emperor's pen remained immobile, just when he was desperate, the emperor's pen moved.

And the Emperor's Pen continues to suck his true energy!

Even if his strength reaches the level of the major masters of the "big off the ground", he can't bear the absorption of a fairy.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Feng Luo couldn't keep up, screamed and alarmed the Quartet.

"Teach me to save me!"

Feng Luo's cry made everyone dumbfounded.

Didn't you urge you to co-author the Emperor's Pen?

You are also a victim, almost absorbed by the emperor's pen!

So who urged the emperor's pen?

Everyone immediately looked at Luo Shui coming out of the hall.

The savior of the Spiritual Deficiency Holy Land is that he brought back the Emperor Emperor Pen when the traitors made a massive rebellion, suppressing the rebels, clearing the universe, and striking out the reputation of the Spiritual Deficiency Holy Land again.

Luoshui's prestige in the Spiritual Holy Land is unmatched.

Everyone thinks that the emperor's pen is Luoshui, and now Feng Luo is absorbed by the emperor's pen, and there must be a way to teach Luoshui palm!

But in fact, Luo Shui saw this picture, there was no way.

Immortal Emperor Pen is not controlled by anyone. As early as 10,000 years ago, after he brought it back, he controlled it for fifty years. Once the fifty-year period passed, the Emperor Pen was not under his control and stayed quietly. Spiritual sacred place.

In the Emperor's Pen, only the people of Tiandi and Qianzhuang can control the power, and Feng Luo only wants to sacrifice, and the success can be controlled.

Is it...

Luo Shui thought of a horrible thing, his face was pale, did the deepest worry in his heart happen?

"Teach me, save me!" Feng Luo shouted, and his beautiful face was full of twists and miserable moments.

Upon seeing this, Luo Shui directly hit him with a palm of his hand, and he turned into a dragon in the air, biting the emperor's pen, forcing the emperor's pen away, and cutting off his continued absorption of Feng Luo.

The Emperor's Pen was in the air, a slight shock.

boom!

The billowing flames and huge dragons that Luo Shui shot out, disappeared in an instant, turned into clouds and mist, and scattered in the air, causing a huge storm that swept the Quartet.

Like a hurricane, it swept through more than a dozen mountains, and countless trees were scraped up, and rocks were scattered.

This is just a light blow from the fairy.

Feng Luo was saved, wondering: "Teacher, what the hell is going on, isn't the Emperor's Pen urged without it?"

Luo Shui's face was serious and he said in a deep voice: "I'm afraid the one who can urge the Emperor's Pen to come!"

"What?" Feng Luo looked at Luo Shui in a puzzled way.

The other elders in the Spiritual False Holy Land are all confused, and they don't understand what Luoshui means?

Those who came to visit the grand ceremony, asked curiously.

"Luo Shui Zhang Jiao, what the hell is going on?"

"Luo Shui Zhang Jiao, is the Emperor's Pen not the people of your spiritual sacred place urging?"

"Luo Shui Zhang Jiao, you are an old senior, can you tell the younger people, what the hell happened?"

All kinds of questions boiled at once, and everyone wanted to know, how can this be the case with a good book?

The Emperor's Pen uncontrolled riots, what does Luo Shuizhang teach?

Isn't...The Emperor's Pen is not a spiritual and sacred place?

No one answered Luo Shui's question, he had no time to take care of other things.

Luo Shuizhang’s eyes stared straight at the stairway to the sky in front of the main hall square.

At this moment, footsteps came from the stone steps!

Boom!Boom!Boom!

The sound of footsteps is very slight, at least in the ears of other people, very lightly, from a person who has nothing to do.

But in the ear of Luo Shuizhangjiao, it was like a thunder exploding.

His cheeks twitched, and his bad hunch grew stronger.

In his heart, there was a voice telling him that he should come after all.

But Luo Shuizhang is unwilling to admit and believe.

He stared at the stone steps without blinking his eyes, clenching his fists, and the whole person was very nervous.

Ten thousand years ago, Luo Shuizhang, who was a peerless master, was so nervous at this moment that everyone couldn't help but watch the past.

The stone step is still that stone step.

The only difference is that the footsteps are getting closer.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

The footsteps fell to the ground, and everyone heard them clearly.

Everyone has a different expression on their faces. Seeing Luo Shui Zhangjiao is so serious, nervous, and even afraid, everyone did not speak.

The Emperor's Pen was suspended in midair, absorbing most of Feng Luo's energy, and could barely be driven, and the spiritual wisdom recovered, and it was waiting for its new master to arrive.

Feng Luo sat weakly on the ground, gasping for breath, recovering his lost strength, and frowned.

He wanted to see who was messing around and messed up his most important thing.

There are tens of thousands of inner disciples, hundreds of elders, and deacons in the Spiritual False Holy Land, all frowning and looking angry.

It's so ridiculous that a good spiritual puja is destroyed.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

But the owner of the footsteps didn't care about these things, didn't hurry, kept the average speed, and finally came to the main hall square under everyone's expectations.

When Li Xiandao stepped onto the square in one step, countless eyes fell on him.

indifferent!

doubt!

be surprised!

All kinds of emotions made Li Xiandao feel clearly.

Among these people, there is Luo Shui standing in front of Li Xiandao.

A middle-aged and elderly man with gray hair is very handsome, and his figure is thin, but his temperament is extraordinary.

After seeing Li Xiandao, Luo Shui was inexplicably relieved, especially when he saw that Li Xiandao had nothing to do, he even dispelled his worries.

"Who are you?" Luo Shui asked in a deep voice, and his eyes returned to coldness, without taking Li Xiandao into his eyes.

If you are a mortal, there is no cultivation, why do you fear it?

Li Xiandao looked at Luo Shui calmly, and A Qi's voice sounded in his mind.

"The owner is him. Ten thousand years ago, he borrowed the Emperor's Pen from me!"

Li Xiandao smiled, looked at Luo Shui, and said, "I am your old friend ten thousand years ago!"

Luo Shui chuckled and said: "Nonsense, you mean mortals, but you have a hundred years of life, dare to say 10,000 years ago?"

People around also looked at Li Xiandao mockingly.

Li Xiandao didn't pay attention to this, but spread his hands and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't know me, do you know this thing?"

Buzz!

The blood-red pocket watch appeared in the palm of Li Xiandao, flashing a magical light, attracting countless eyes.

Among them, Luoshui's performance was the worst.

After he saw Li Xiandao's pocket watch, his body softened and his thoughts exploded in an instant. Various scenes of 10,000 years ago appeared like running water and almost fell to the ground.

"Impossible, this is long gone, how could you have it?" Luo Shui said desperately, he knew that he was finished.

The punishment 10,000 years late came today.

He was just glad that he was paralyzing himself.