Squeak, the pen is pulling out of the stone inch by inch, and the hourglass on the side is also passing rapidly, looking at Tianyang Cheng is sweating profusely, he doesn't know if Liang Feng can pull out the batch of heavenly pens in time, if the time is up and he doesn't pull it out, I'm afraid this will be cheaper for later generations.

Ruan Xiaoba muttered: "I'm afraid that Liang Ye's hand has already been cooked!"

Liang Feng couldn't hear Ruan Xiaoba's words, at this moment all his strength was fighting against the monstrous waves of the Central Consciousness Sea, and the swirling and rising waterspouts filled every inch of space, roaring and tearing, with a posture of destroying the world.

"I, I, trough... Lao Hei's voice came intermittently, "You, kid, what's the leak again?"

"Lao Hei, help quickly, I can't control this pen, I'm going to be eaten by it. Liang Feng was surprised and delighted when he heard Lao Hei's voice, and hurriedly explained: "This is a judge's pen called the Criticism Pen!"

Lao Hei was stirred up by the waterspout rising in the central knowledge sea, and finally heard Liang Feng's words, and said in surprise: "Criticize the heavenly pen... It actually appeared?"

"yes, how do you get it?"

"Alas... You kid always want to run before you learn to walk.,Criticize the heavenly pen, this anti-heaven artifact is also coveted by your current realm.,You're so greedy to pit yourself to death sooner or later.,I've never heard this sentence.。。。 ？

"Old Hei, surrender this thing first, you can train whenever you want!" Liang Feng noticed that the Purple Flame Essence Armor on the top of the Central Consciousness Sea began to emit Dao lightning, and the originally shadowless and invisible Essence Armor could no longer withstand the huge force of the waterspout, and there were signs of disintegration.

Lao Hei then said: "This kind of peerless magic weapon naturally has a trick to match it, what kind of cat and dog can make it unsuccessful, listen up... ”

Liang Feng heard an obscure sound from Lao Hei, and he tried desperately to remember each syllable, but it was all in vain, because the sound was irregular, like a mixed noise.

Strange to say, as the old black spell was recited, the raging waterspout immediately quieted down, and the monstrous flood pillar seemed to lose its support and collapsed, and the sea of knowledge became calm again.

Lao Hei's figure appeared, fortunately he didn't lose much this time, and the shadow only flickered a little, "Boy, this batch of heavenly brushes listened to you, did you remember the spell just now?"

"No!" Liang Feng exclaimed in annoyance: "The voice you just made is not something that people can make at all, who can write it down!"

"Stupid, whoever told you to read it with your mouth, you just have to think about this sound. “

Liang Feng was stunned for a moment, trying to recall the voice made by Lao Hei just now, so he really reacted.

I saw that the whole body of the red pen, the pen, was slowly cooling, and Liang Feng's hand was not cooked as Ruan Xiaoba said, and the pen, which was being pulled out of the stone inch by inch.

"It's time!"

The guards in southern Xinjiang who were in charge of guarding the Heavenly Pen shouted at Liang Feng: "Go down!"

The big head of the Heavenly Judge's pen was about to be pulled out of the crack in the stone, just a little bit, Tianyang Cheng couldn't help but sigh when he saw it, it seemed that Liang Feng had nothing to do with this divine soldier.

Ruan Xiaoba saw that Liang Feng was still exerting his strength, and hurriedly reminded: "Master Liang, when the time is up, you can't pull it out again, and if you pull it again, it will be considered a violation." ”

Liang Feng's consciousness has been restored, and he judged that he was only the last inch away from being able to take out the judge's pen, and giving up at this time was tantamount to handing over the pen, just as he didn't hear the words of the guards and Ruan Xiaoba, he continued to exert his strength.

"Bold!" The guard saw that Liang Feng did not obey the order and continued to exert force, and stepped forward with a spear in his hand.

Liang Feng held back his strength and shouted: "Open it for me!"

Zheng!

The ugly friction sound between the pen and the stone finally came out!

At the same time, the spears of the four southern Xinjiang guards had already stabbed in front of Liang Feng, and a cold light flashed throughout the body of the Heavenly Pen, and he didn't need Liang Feng's control to draw a cold light on his own, and the spears of the four guards were pointed into several sections, and he still didn't want to point the foreheads of the four guards and kill them.

Liang Feng was startled, and quickly grabbed the Criticism Heavenly Pen, retracted the killing intent in the sky, and the Criticism Heavenly Pen quieted down, this thing is simply a smart weapon, as long as it wants to deal with whomever it can attack on its own, but it seems to be too fierce, Liang Feng just wants to block the gun, and what Criticism Tianbi wants is to kill four people.

"You, you've already committed a foul, pulling out the Heavenly Pen is invalid, put it down!" The guard was frightened by Liang Feng's blow just now, and didn't dare to step forward again, so he could only threaten.

Liang Feng turned the pencil in his hand, and saw that it was getting smaller and smaller, and finally became the size of an ordinary fountain pen.

"Do you hear it, hand over the Heavenly Pen!" The guard blocked Liang Feng's way and threatened: "If you don't hand it over, His Majesty the Heavenly King of Southern Xinjiang will personally come to deal with you." ”

Liang Feng smiled faintly and said, "Deal with me? Didn't the Heavenly King of Southern Xinjiang let people come to criticize the Heavenly Pen? Why did His Majesty the Heavenly King break his word and get fat?"

"His Majesty said that you have to stop when the hourglass time is up, and you are foul, so you can't take the Heavenly Pen!" the guard retorted.

Liang Feng snorted and said, "The four of you have been stationed here all year round, haven't you carefully read the words on the sign?"

"See, what is written on it is that it can't be pulled out, then I won't be restricted by this rule when I pull it out. Liang Feng had already figured out the trick.

"This... The guards were dumbfounded, they really hadn't thought about it the other way around, and no one could pull it out anyway.

"Thank you, farewell!" Liang Feng was not verbose, and gave Tianyang Cheng a look and motioned for him to leave quickly, he instinctively would definitely cause trouble if he stayed here any longer.

Ruan Xiaoba was also stunned, so he had to follow Liang Feng Tianyangcheng and leave, and persuaded: "Master Liang, in my opinion, you should say hello to His Majesty the Heavenly King before leaving, if you annoy him, you will have no place to stand in Southern Xinjiang." ”

Liang Feng smiled and didn't answer, quickened his pace and went straight to the passage, joke, if he saw the King of Southern Xinjiang, he would definitely not be able to leave.

The three of them walked quickly, bypassing large and small cracks and returning to the entrance of the passage, Liang Feng casually took out ten star source balls and threw them to Ruan Xiaoba and said, "Thank you, this is a little careful, let's leave it at that." ”

Hey, hey! Ruan Xiaoba suddenly felt that he had suffered a big loss, the monks from other places who came to Nanjiang Square basically came to try to pull out the Heavenly Pen, and now that the Heavenly Pen is gone, how can he continue to make a living, these ten Star Source Balls are afraid that they are the last income, and they will lose a lot!

Liang Feng and Tianyangcheng went straight to the entrance of the passage, and suddenly heard someone say lightly: "The two of you are leaving?"

At the same time as the sound sounded, the light curtain of the passage leading to Zhongtianfu was slowly extinguished, and Liang Feng's heart sank, it seemed that trouble had come to the door.

He and Tianyangcheng stopped at the same time, and when they looked back, they saw a tall old man wearing a bamboo gong, holding a long knife, standing not far away with a team of southern Xinjiang guards, looking at them expressionlessly.