After a pause for half a minute, he seemed to be waiting for an answer from the brush.

After about a few breaths, I saw that the brush suddenly shook slightly, seeing this, Feng Qingyang's heart was happy, and he secretly said that there was a play, but he was not in a hurry.

Instead, he said softly: "Follow me, take you across the Three Realms, conquer the world, stay here, and you will be in the dust from now on, sealed here forever." ”

After a pause, he shook his big hand, and the majestic suction came out again, like a whale swallowing the sea, and a huge whirlpool suddenly appeared in the void.

"That pen, what are you hesitating about? If you don't leave at this time, when will you wait?" Feng Qingyang said urgently, at this time, he consumed a few pieces of mana, and in order to recover this unknown mysterious magic weapon, he also fought hard.

Thundered!

The brush shook, without the previous sharpness, but revealed a trace of vicissitudes, as if on behalf of its nostalgia, after a long struggle, finally returned to calm, and flew into the hand of the wind with a loud sound.

Finally recovering this mysterious brush!

Pick it up and take a look, the length is about the length of chopsticks, about a finger thick, the pen is large and the waist is small, and the pen is engraved with two demon gods, which can not be seen, but it reveals a strong ancient meaning.

"Judge's pen, is this the judge's pen?"

Feng Qingyang muttered to himself, and at the moment when he held the brush, such a line of small words suddenly appeared in his mind, and after a brief introduction to the brush, there was no longer any hint.

"Legend has it that the judge's pen is the hand of the judge of the Yama Palace, the judge holds the life and death book in his left hand, and the judge pen in his right hand, and is in charge of killing in the world, but is this so-called judge pen the one?"

Feng Qingyang was silent, and he remembered the rumors of the Ghost King Sect in his mind, in that mysterious world, there were ten halls of Xudu, and in the Yama Palace, there seemed to be a judge's pen.

Shake your head and don't think about it, after all, there will naturally be a moment when you will face it in the future, and your intuition tells him that he and the Ghost King Sect will definitely have an intertwined relationship in the future.

Picked up the pen, held it in his hand, looked at the mountains below, the wind cleared his heart, and his mind flashed with inspiration, there was a question he thought about for a long time, but he didn't pay attention to it.

And now, the moment he picked up the pen, his mind suddenly brightened, and he finally understood the reason for the appearance of this judge's pen, as well as the cyan stone tablet that appeared.

"I didn't expect you to be the key, and that stele is the place where the key was reminded. ”

He muttered to himself, and then the mana poured into the judge's pen, and suddenly a black light emerged, the light was pure and extreme, it seemed to be the end of the night, and the eternal moment represented the harvest of life.

"Town!

Feng Qingyang waved at the mountain below, and the judge's pen suddenly burst out with a great power, and its coercion was almost up to the ancient giant Jindan Great Power Realm.

I saw an inky glow emitting, like a sharp weapon cutting the air, and silently reached the cyan halo, only to hear a crisp sound, just like cutting tofu.

The halo that was originally shrouded in the mountains was suddenly torn open a big opening, seeing this, Feng Qingyang's face was happy again, and his heart said, since he has obtained the treasure and increased his cultivation, it is also a very happy thing to save you as a liar by the way.

Thinking of this, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, however, when the smile just spread to the corners of his mouth, his eyes suddenly darkened, and then an extremely strong feeling of weakness suddenly came from his body.

I saw him shake twice in the air, then head down and feet up, like an upside-down onion, straight towards the ground below, not long after, only to hear a bang, then there was a scolding sound, a black shadow got up from the mud pit, but it shook twice, and fell to the ground again.

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, I was famous and famous, and I was rampant, and I actually suffered a dark loss here. The wind was clear and lying on the ground, and there was obviously a trace of dust on his face, which looked very wolf-like.

With his head tilted, looking at the judge's pen not far from him, Feng Qingyang's heart sighed with emotion, before he just waved it simply, but he was sucked dry of his whole body mana by the brush.

There was nothing left, so his body failed, and a strong feeling of weakness came, even if he was experienced in a hundred battles, he was helpless, and finally had to watch himself smash to the ground.

Fortunately, there are no outsiders here, otherwise he would have been embarrassed and thrown home, with a touch of helplessness on his face, but he was careful in his heart, such a powerful magic weapon, if used well, can kill a strong enemy, but if it is not good, I am afraid that even its backlash power will not be able to withstand it.

The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, fortunately he had used it once before, and he knew the consequences after using it, otherwise, if he faced off with the enemy in the future, he would use the judge's pen to kill one without completely destroying it.

Then the power of weakness came, and at that time, he was only afraid that he was like a native chicken with no power to restrain his hands, and he could only watch himself being slaughtered by others.

"Shake, come here, see if I don't point your fingers at you!" Suddenly, Feng Qingyang turned his head to look at the side of the shake, only to see her round body hula on the ground.

The round body is like a leather ball, with short and thick little paws covering his small mouth, and his big and round eyes are bent into crescents at this moment.

The humanized appearance made Feng Qingyang angry and surprised, angry that this little beast was obviously extraordinary, but he didn't lend a hand when he saw him fall, as if he deliberately wanted to see him deflated.

"Laughing, you're laughing?"

Feng Qing raised his eyebrows, and suddenly looked at it with displeasure, his eyes were like electricity, blooming with a light, straight and hooked, he was stunned for a while, and then rolled around on the ground even more presumptuously.

Pouting his lips, Feng Qingyang was speechless, at this time, his body was weak, and he only felt that he couldn't move a finger, and before, he had refined all the spirit stones, yin spirit beads and other things, and now he can be said to be empty.

Lying like this, his body is slowly recovering, but his mana is not at all restored, as if there is no yin or aura here.

In this way, his head was dizzy and drowsy, and he actually fell asleep at this moment, having never slept in the true sense of meaning. The sound of his heavy breathing could be heard all around him.

His eyebrows were furrowed, and from time to time a low roar came out, as if he was experiencing something terrible in a dream.

When he fell asleep, he didn't know that at this moment, Shake Shake quietly ran over, a pair of small paws pressed on his chest, and a ray of light slowly poured into his body, until he frowned, Shake did not put away his claws.

"Boy, stand up and open the seal for the Ancestor!"

Inside the mountain, the old man saw this qiē clearly, and saw that the wind was clear and split the cyan halo outside the mountain, and he was only one step away from being able to release him, but who knows, he fell into a coma at a critical moment.