The vision of the Emperor's Pen alarmed everyone in Lingxu Holy Land!
In the throne room, people from all forces looked at him in amazement, feeling the pressure of the emperor's pen, and all of them had horrified expressions on their faces.
Is this a fairy weapon
It was indeed unfathomable, just a little pressure made them feel like their bodies were going to crack.
If this were to show its power and establish a divine rule, wouldn't everything be shattered in an instant
Some people who underestimated the strength of Lingxu Holy Land immediately restrained their minds. Sure enough, a skinny camel was bigger than a horse. As long as Lingxu Holy Land can activate this magical weapon, no one can take away the name of the Holy Land.
But as the person involved, Feng Luo was already one of the top two.
He input most of his true energy, but the Emperor's Pen did not move at all. Just when he was desperate, the Emperor's Pen moved on its own.
Moreover, the Emperor's Pen continued to absorb his Qi!
Even if his strength reaches the level of the major leaders of 'Da Li Di', he still can't bear the absorption of an immortal weapon.
In less than an hour and three, Feng Luo couldn't hold on anymore and screamed, alarming everyone.
"Headmaster, save me!"
Feng Luo's shout made everyone dumbfounded.
Wasn't it you who initiated the co-authorship of the Emperor's Pen
You are also a victim, being absorbed by the Emperor's Pen and almost dying!
So who in the end activated this emperor pen
Everyone immediately looked at Luo Shui who came out of the hall.
The savior of Lingxu Holy Land, he brought back the Immortal Emperor's Pen when the traitors rebelled, suppressed the rebels, purged the world, and restored the prestige of Lingxu Holy Land.
Luoshui's prestige in Lingxu Holy Land is unparalleled.
Everyone thinks that the Emperor's Brush belongs to Luoshui. Now that Feng Luo has been absorbed by the Emperor's Brush, Master Luoshui must have something to do!
But in fact, when Luo Shui saw this scene, there was nothing he could do.
The Immortal Emperor's Brush 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's Brush was no longer under his control and stayed quietly. Lingxu Holy Land.
Only people from Tiandi Bank can control the Emperor's Pen and exert its power. Feng Luo just wanted to sacrifice it, and he could only control it if the sacrifice was successful.
Could it be...
Luo Shui thought of a terrifying thing and turned pale. Is the thing he was most worried about happening in his heart
"Headmaster, save me!" Feng Luo shouted, his handsome face now distorted and miserable.
Seeing this, Luo Shui struck out with a palm. The billowing true energy turned into a dragon in the air, biting the Emperor's Pen, forcing the Emperor's Pen away, and stopped absorbing Feng Luo.
The emperor's pen was in the air, slightly shaking.
boom!
The billowing flames and giant dragons shot out by Luoshui disappeared in an instant, turning into clouds and mist, dispersing in the air, causing a huge storm that swept across all directions.
Like a hurricane, it swept through more than a dozen mountains, blowing up countless trees and causing rocks and clouds to collapse.
This is just a slight blow from the immortal weapon.
Feng Luo was rescued and said in surprise: "Headmaster, what is going on? Isn't there no one to activate the Emperor's Pen?"
Luo Shui looked serious and said in a deep voice: "I'm afraid someone who can activate the Emperor's Pen is here!"
"What?" Feng Luo looked at Luo Shui in confusion, his head confused.
The other elders of Lingxu Holy Land were all confused. They had no idea what Luo Shui meant.
And those people from all walks of life who came to visit the throne transfer ceremony asked curiously.
"Headmaster Luo Shui, what on earth is going on?"
"Headmaster Luoshui, isn't it the people from your Lingxu Holy Land who are urging the Emperor's Pen to be activated?"
"Headmaster Luo Shui, you are a senior. Can you tell the juniors what happened?"
All kinds of questions suddenly started boiling over. Everyone wanted to know, how could a good passing ceremony end up like this
The Emperor's Pen rioted uncontrollably. What did Master Luo Shui mean
Could it be that... the Emperor's Pen is not from Lingxu Holy Land
Luo Shui didn't answer any of everyone's questions. He had no time to take care of other things.
Headmaster Luo Shui's eyes were fixed on the staircase to the sky in front of the main hall square, which had nine hundred and ninety-nine floors, winding up.
At this moment, footsteps came from the stone steps!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The sound of footsteps was very slight, at least to other people's ears. It was very slight, coming from a person with no cultivation.
But in the ears of Headmaster Luoshui, it was like thunder exploding from the sky.
His face twitched, and the bad feeling in his heart became stronger and stronger.
In his heart, a voice told him that what was supposed to come would eventually come.
But Headmaster Luo Shui was unwilling to admit it or believe it.
He stared at the stone steps without blinking, his fists clenched, and his whole body was very nervous.
Master Luo Shui, who was a peerless master ten thousand years ago, was so nervous now that everyone couldn't help but look over.
The stone steps are still the same stone steps.
The only difference was that the footsteps were getting closer.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The sound of footsteps falling on the ground was heard clearly by everyone.
Everyone had different expressions on their faces. Seeing how serious, nervous, and even scared Master Luo Shui was, no one spoke.
The Emperor's Pen was suspended in mid-air, absorbing most of Feng Luo's energy. It was barely able to be driven, and its intelligence was restored. It was waiting for its new master to arrive.
Feng Luo sat weakly on the ground, gasping for breath, regaining his lost strength, and frowned.
He wanted to see who was causing trouble and messing up his most important thing.
The tens of thousands of inner disciples, hundreds of elders, and deacons in Lingxu Holy Land all frowned and looked angry in their hearts.
It is simply unreasonable for a good Lingxu Dharma gathering to be ruined like this.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
But the owner of the footsteps didn't care about this at all. He was not in a hurry, kept an even speed, and finally arrived at the main hall square as everyone expected.
When Li Xiandao stepped onto the square, countless eyes fell on him.
indifferent!
Suspect!
be surprised!
Li Xiandao felt all kinds of emotions clearly.
Among these people was Luo Shui, who was standing in front of Li Xiandao.
A middle-aged and elderly man with gray hair, handsome appearance, thin body, but extraordinary bearing.
After Luoshui saw Li Xiandao, he was inexplicably relieved. Especially when he saw that Li Xiandao had no cultivation, he even got rid of his worries.
"Who are you?" Luo Shui asked in a deep voice, his eyes returned to coldness, and he did not take Li Xiandao seriously.
If a mortal has no cultivation, why should he be afraid
Li Xiandao looked at Luo Shui calmly, and Xiao Qi's voice rang in his mind.
"The master is him. It was he who borrowed the Emperor's Pen from me ten thousand years ago!"
Li Xiandao smiled, looked at Luo Shui, and said, "I am your old friend from ten thousand years ago!"
Luo Shui sneered and said, "That's nonsense. You are a mere mortal and your lifespan is only a hundred years. How dare you talk about ten thousand years ago?"
People around him also looked at Li Xiandao mockingly.
Li Xiandao ignored 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 Li Xiandao's palm, shining with a strange light, attracting countless eyes.
Among them, Luoshui performed the worst.
After seeing Li Xiandao's pocket watch, his body softened, and his thoughts exploded in an instant. Various scenes from ten thousand years ago emerged like running water, and he almost fell to the ground.
"Impossible, this has disappeared a long time ago, how could you have it?" Luo Shui said desperately, he knew that he was doomed.
The punishment that was ten thousand years late came today.
The rejoicing he just felt was just to numb himself.
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