But one thing is different, even if these fierce beasts are pointed at the eyes, they can't break through the wall, because on their necks, there is a thick black iron chain, and the other end of the chain is drawn in the corner of the wall, as if connected to the center of the earth.

Mo Wentian felt a little relieved, even if those ancient fierce beasts turned around inexplicably, but there were iron locks to fix their range of movement, there was no way to hurt themselves, but there was no need to worry too much.

It's just that he worked hard to open the hall, but he didn't find anything when he went in, and he didn't even see the slightest treasure, he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, the nine-fingered imperial city in ancient times dominated the border wasteland, and it was quite prestigious in the Xuanhuang Continent, and the eighty-one true kings left legends through the ages.

Returning empty-handed like this, Mo Wentian was a little unwilling in his heart, and took a few steps forward against the dangerous aura of the ancient fierce beast, hoping to make some unexpected discoveries.

Suddenly, in the sky overhead, it was as if a scorching sun had risen, illuminating the entire hall with an incomparably brilliant golden light, illuminating the surroundings as if it were day.

Mo Wentian looked startled, and immediately looked up, but saw that the light came from the top of the main hall, where there was a faint golden pen, the pen barrel was as clear as jade, about the thickness of an adult's little thumb, and it was carved with a formation pattern containing the mysteries of heaven and earth.

"This is ......" Mo Wentian looked at it with insight, and his expression was suddenly shocked, as if he had seen a miracle in the legend. Clay sculptures generally stand on the spot.

At the same time, in front of the gate of the ruins of the imperial city, there were several figures rushing out of the sword in the sea of fire, falling to the ground like a crumbling fall in mid-air, and dozens of Jindan True Monarchs appeared in embarrassment, all of them were pale and depressed, obviously they had gone through great difficulty to persist in this place.

"This, this city is the ruins of the Nine Fingers Imperial City?"

A white-haired old woman in the late stage of Jindan's pale face flashed with surprise, and after five or six hours of flying in the sea of fire, she finally broke through the abyss of death. Appear in front of the ruins of this imperial city. It was finally worth the trip, and when she thought of the treasures left in the ruins of the imperial city, she couldn't help but be very excited.

"Why don't we do it right away? There is only less than half a month, and I can go in early to look for it. Maybe you can open the main hall early. Get the inheritance of the true king. ”

"Fart. The Hall of the Seven Stars is here, if you want to find death, don't you want to pull us in? ”

"Yes, let's take a break. It's never too late to recover your mana! ”

"The treasures of heaven and earth are obtained by those who are destined, even if the Seven Star Hall is domineering, the old man is not easy to bully?"

“……”

The Jindan monks of the vassal countries had a fierce exchange of divine consciousness, although they had their own opinions, but in front of the monks of the Seven Star Palace, they were all looking up from a distance behind, and no one dared to come forward.

The golden shadow stood in front of the person, looking down at the city in front of him with cold eyes, his robe hunting under the majestic breath, and a violent aura filled the left and right.

"Damn, that kid ran pretty fast, if he encounters it next time, this seat will definitely not let him leave alive."

"Your Majesty, it's just a clown jumping off the beam, but you don't have to worry about it!" The black-robed thin old man looked disdainful, and said in a dark voice: "With that kid's cultivation, there is only one way to die in the ruins of the imperial city, and he can't make any big waves at all, so maybe he has returned to the fire of death." ”

"The thousand masters are extremely true!" The Star Moon True Monarch of the Seven Star Hall laughed coquettishly, stepped forward next to the golden shadow, and said softly: "Brother Tianyi, you are the Nine Heavens Divine Dragon, that kid is just an ant, how can the Divine Dragon be as knowledgeable as an ant?" Forgive him for his life in the ruins of the imperial city, and don't want to live his life. ”

"This son is not so simple, don't underestimate him!" The golden shadow groaned slightly, and said in a hesitant tone: "This son should not be far from us, and the feeling of this seat will not be wrong." ”

The right head of the Xiantian Sect was an old man in a red robe, his expression was real, and he said in a deep voice at this time: "Your Majesty, if that kid is not far away, it stands to reason that he will not escape the induction of our divine sense, but he has already opened the palace of the true king, and the divine consciousness is naturally isolated. ”

"How is that possible?"

As soon as the red-robed old man's voice fell, Qianli Bing immediately retorted, shook his head and said: "Wanli Huo, you are too whimsical, if there is no great opportunity to create, how can the True King Hall be so easy to open?" ”

At this time, even Xingyue Zhenjun nodded with a smile, very much agreeing with what Qianli Bing said, and the thirteen Taibao of the Seven Star Hall were even more as if they had heard some big joke, and they were all laughing when they looked at each other.

The Hall of the True King, representing the inheritance of the Ancient True King, is so easy to be opened in a short period of time? The opening of each True King's Hall must be under a certain coincidence, and even at the cost of the death of countless Jindan True Monarchs, before they can have the qualifications to enter the hall and become a candidate to inherit the True King's inheritance.

It is said that a thousand years ago, in the ruins of the imperial city, there was a Moon Demon Temple suddenly opened, and there was a time-limited arena in front of the temple gate.

At that time, the eighteen genius disciples of the Seven Star Hall all fell, the Jindan monks of the border countries fell hundreds, and only one person remained of the Heavenly Demon Sect.

Such secrets from thousands of years ago may not be very clear to others, but the disciples of the Seven Star Hall know very well, and the difficulty of opening the True King Hall can be seen, but if it weren't for this, after tens of thousands of years of exploration, the eighty-one True King Halls have all been in ruins.

The golden shadow never smiled, and said in a solemn tone: "Benjun always feels that something is wrong? Sister Xingyue, you might as well open the Jade Jane map and check it out. ”

With his cultivation talent, and he is also recognized as the darling of the Heavenly Dao in the border wilderness countries, he naturally has a sense that is difficult for ordinary people to reach, the thirteen Taibao of the Seven Star Hall suddenly stopped laughing, Xingyue Zhenjun looked a little confused, and found a piece of jade slip containing a simple atmosphere in the treasure bag, and stuck it on his forehead to silently sense.

The map of the ruins of the imperial city drawn by the Seven Star Hall is similar to the function of those remnants of the Heavenly Demon Sect that have been circulated outside, and there are also some directions of the True King Palace, some of which are even the same as the map drawn by the Heavenly Demon Sect, and the information obtained by the two factions repeats each other.

This is the case with the Danqing Palace, which is also marked on the map of the Seven Stars Palace, but at this time, it is flickering and flickering, flashing with an unusual light.

"Not good? Someone in the Danqing Temple? ”

Xingyue Zhenjun exclaimed in surprise, and said with a shocked face: "Brother Tianyi, I don't know who opened the Danqing Palace?" We rushed to the moment and this opportunity was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity that must not be missed. ”

As soon as the words fell, she rushed forward with the impatient Imperial Sword, obviously quite anxious, it was not easy to open the True King Palace, if she didn't take advantage of this opportunity to enter, she would lose the opportunity to inherit the True King.

The Thirteen Taibao of the Seven Star Hall also knew this, and their expressions were all a little stunned, and immediately no one hesitated, and the imperial swords followed behind, although in the sect they took the star and moon true monarch as the leader, but the treasure was destined to get it, and no one wanted to give up the inheritance of the true king.

"Thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of fire, let's go!"

The golden shadow ordered in a deep voice, leading the two heads of the Xiantian Sect to follow, at this time, he had already deduced that the monk who opened the Danqing Hall was the kid in the early stage of Jindan, and this person himself had definitely heard of it before, but he had never met it, and he had never taken such a little person in his eyes.

After Tianyi Zhenjun and the others left, dozens of colorful lights lit up immediately, and the Jindan monks of the various factions followed cautiously behind, even if there was Tianyi Zhenjun and the Seven Star Hall in front of them, they also wanted to follow behind to pick up some bargains.

After all, the opportunity is rare through the ages, and it is impossible to say if it encounters a pie in the sky, and for tens of thousands of years, such anecdotes are not uncommon in the cultivation realm.

At this time, in the Danqing Palace, Mo Wentian looked up at the jade-like crystal pen blankly, and his mouth was always wide open, as if he was a fish on a dry riverbed.

Danqing Holy Pen, the famous spiritual weapon of the Danqing True King, that is a treasure that exists in ancient legends, it is rumored that the nose bone of the ancient emperor is used as a rod, and the hair is refined as a pen blade, which is engraved with a mysterious formation, with incredible magical powers.

The legend of the Danqing holy pen, in the border wasteland has been spread for tens of thousands of years, the common people are well known, it is rumored that the Danqing true king practiced with painting, although the painting skills have been superb, the birds painted can not call, the fish painted can not swim, almost the same as the real one, but has never reached the realm of turning the virtual into the real.

Until one day, he dreamed of a gift from a saint, awarded the Danqing holy pen, and successfully integrated his own Tao into the painting, and the scene in the painting came to life, exerting supreme magic power, breaking through the prestige in the border wasteland, and ranking among the eighty-one true kings of the Nine Fingers Imperial City.

Even the most legendary one, 100,000 years ago, a million demon mountains broke out of the beast tide, Danqing Zhenwang drew the Great Wall along the border wasteland, stretching for hundreds of thousands of miles, resisting the ravages of the beast tide and rescuing millions of people, this move shocked the four seas, and the people of the border wasteland countries still have his immortal card.

Danqing holy pen is the magic weapon of Danqing Zhenwang's fame, if it is useful, it will almost get the inheritance of Danqing Zhenwang, but this treasure is actually hanging above the head, it seems to be within reach.

As soon as he thought of this, Mo Wentian couldn't be excited, and immediately stepped on the ground to take off into the air, the treasure was hanging at the top of the hall, Mo said that it was only a hundred feet in the sky, at this time, even if it was the stars and moon in the sky, he had to pick the stars and take the moon as he already had. (To be continued......)