Although the mana replenished by the medium-grade spirit stone is not abundant, it greatly enhances the staying power of Mo Wentian's fighting method.

Even if he changed from driving six magic weapons to four, his attack power was still fierce, and Jin Tang Zhenren was tired of coping with it, and he was struggling to resist, and he had no time to replenish his mana.

Under the situation of eliminating the other, Jintang Zhenren is already in danger, no matter who looks at the past, he knows that he is not far from failure.

Renjun Zhenren's face was ugly, he stood up a little anxiously, glanced at Yujun Zhenren, and sat down indignantly.

Also with a bad face is the head of the Jinding Sect, Chijin Zhenren, not only the honor of the sect, that Jintang Zhenren is his mantle disciple, who has been teaching for decades and has extremely deep feelings, so he naturally does not want to see him defeated.

Jin Tang Zhenren is only named Jin Tang because he cultivates a certain secret method, and his physical body is so solid that he is tenacious to the point of unimaginable, as if he is an unbreakable turtle shell, and his strong defense makes him invincible.

If it weren't for Mo Wentian's ability to drive away six medium-grade magic weapons, there was really no one in the middle stage of foundation building who was his opponent, and he was a well-deserved number one among the young monks in Yunzhou, but now the first throne was about to be handed over.

I saw that in the Heavenly Punishment Tower, there was a sudden roar of a tiger, and the golden threads of the tiger's whiskers were like huge spider webs, wrapping the golden soup real person tightly, making it difficult for him to move at all.

The golden dazzling Brahma Sword, the Red Flame Sword of Red Flame, and the White Frost Xuanbing Sword joined into a line, and struck Jintang Zhenren's abdomen like lightning.

It stands to reason that the abdomen is the softest part of the human body, but Jintang Zhenren's abdomen seems to be cast of steel, and the Brahma Ri sword is extremely powerful, and the sword alone can pierce the boulder, but hitting Jintang Zhenren's abdomen, only leaving a shallow white trace.

But immediately after, the white mark was stabbed by the Red Flame Sword, and a wound was broken on it, and blood flowed out of it, but it was immediately steamed into air by the fiery breath, and the smell of burnt skin and flesh overflowed in the air.

Jin Tang Zhenren let out a heart-rending scream, and the Xuan Bing Sword continued to stab the wound, the tip of the sword stabbed deep into the belly, and he held his abdomen tightly with both hands, as if the intestines inside were frozen.

After that scream, Jin Tang Zhenren was immediately teleported out of the Heavenly Punishment Tower, and fell straight down in mid-air, but before he fell to the ground, he was hurriedly greeted by Chijin Zhenren and held him tightly in his arms.

"Kim?" Chijin Zhenren looked anxious, took out a healing elixir in Nabao's bag, stuffed it into Jintang Zhenren's mouth, and used his mana to heal him.

After Mo Wentian defeated Jin Tang Zhenren, the long-lost task prompt sounded, and he was pleasantly surprised and hurriedly checked it.

Won the first place in the Ascending Immortal Gate Divine Power Competition, directly improved the reputation of the sect by 6,000 points, and obtained ten medium-grade spirit stones and one Zhuji Dan.

Unexpectedly, the prestige of the sect was directly increased by 6,000 points, and a Zhuji Dan was actually rewarded, so that the priest sister could directly build the foundation, and the Wuji Sect would once again add a new Zhuji real person.

Suddenly, in front of his eyes, a door of light flashed, Mo Wentian waved his sleeves lightly, and put the willow leaf flying knife and the one-legged golden man left on the ground into the treasure bag, his harvest at this time is not abundant, defeat the cloud chasing real person to get the tiger whisker dust, defeat the jade flute real person to get the phantom beast god flute, red flame sword, Xuanbing sword; Defeat the jade-faced real person to get the Willow Leaf Flying Knife; Defeat Jin Tang Zhenren to get the one-legged golden man.

Mo Wentian walked out of the Heavenly Punishment Tower proudly, sacrificed the Brahma Ri Sword, and in the strange eyes of the monks, the imperial sword flew from the air and fell to the ground, and bowed to Yujun Zhenren and said: "Yujun Zhenren, fortunately not dishonored!" ”

Yujun Zhenren smiled slightly, but a look of appreciation flashed in his eyes, obviously extremely satisfied with Mo Wentian's performance.

Dongmu Zhenjun got up expressionlessly, and quickly punched out the magic with both hands, and the punishment building spun rapidly that day, and became smaller and smaller, only the size of a palm, and drilled into his treasure bag.

The Middle-earth True Monarch burst into laughter, stood up and said, "Wuji Zhenren, please come forward. ”

Mo Wentian walked forward quickly, and suddenly felt that five sharp eyes swept over, as if he couldn't hide anything from his whole body, he was deeply awe-inspiring in his heart, and respectfully saluted: "Wuji Zhenren meets the five true monarchs!" ”

Zhongtu Zhenjun smiled slightly, waved his sleeves and sent the jade slip to him, and said in a deep voice: "Wuji Zhenren, this secret book of exercises that record the intricateness of supernatural spells is the reward you deserve, and I hope you can use it well." ”,

Mo Wentian put the piece of jade slip into the treasure bag, and said respectfully: "Yes, I will follow the teachings of the true monarch below!" ”

Say it! He respectfully stepped back.

Then, Jin Tang Zhenjun stepped forward with an expressionless face, and received the broken top-grade magic weapon Cloud Breaking Sword, and he didn't know what elixir Lu Dao Chijin Zhenren was taking? In just a quarter of an hour, he actually recovered more than half of his injuries.

After Jintang Zhenren retreated, the jade-faced Zhenren stepped forward with a face full of anger and took the bottle of Sanyuan Dan.

The true monarch of Middle Earth, Ha Lu Ha Da smiled, and said loudly: "Today is the 800th birthday of this seat, all Taoist friends, please drink happily, and if you don't get drunk today, you won't return!" ”

"Yes! I wish the true monarch of Zhongtu a long life and Tianqi, and enjoy the immortal blessings forever! The monks present should be in unison, and the female disciples of the Shengxian Sect who were waiting on the seats arranged the dishes, poured wine and tea, and the atmosphere gradually became lively.

Five true monarchs and three deputy heads of the house sat in a table, and the other guests were all called friends, divided into seven or eight people to sit in a seat, and the Shengxian Gate was extremely generous, opened seven or eight altars of four-order spiritual wine, poured a bowl for each head, pushed the lamp, and feasted with laughter.

The people sitting at the same table with Mo Wentian were all the sect masters of Feiyun City, including the Xuanqi Zhenren of the Xuantian Sword Sect, the Qianyuan Zhenren of the Qiankun Sect, the Yuzhou Zhenren of the Tianxin Sect, and the Hengjiang Zhenren of the Earth Xuanmen.

Although they are all the sect masters of Feiyun City, the six factions are divided into three camps, and sitting at the same table at this time, it is naturally inevitable to be hypocritical.

During this period, Beishui Zhenjun Lang, who was in charge of the internal affairs of the sect, read the gift list, and the guests who came to congratulate him on his birthday were presented with spiritual objects worth tens of thousands of lower-grade spirit stones as congratulatory gifts, especially the suzerains of each county, who seemed to be showing their loyalty to the Ascension Immortal Gate, and the congratulatory gifts were even more rich and abnormal.

The banquet lasted until dusk, and under the respectful bowing of all the real people, the five true monarchs left the peak, and the guests who came to celebrate their birthdays dispersed one after another.

Mo Wentian was about to follow the sect masters of each county down the mountain, when Xinyue Zhenren suddenly stepped forward and said with a smile: "Wuji Zhenren, the deputy head invites you to the Yujun Palace!" ”

Mo Wentian was puzzled, and couldn't help but turn his head to look, but saw that the high platform was empty, and Yujun Zhenren had obviously already left. 【Mobile Reading Station Address】[wap.luanwu.]