At the beginning, I cleaned the Sutra Library and completed the incomplete skills.

Things having reached this point.

Zhang Jingyuan could only think of the best possible outcome.

Therefore, he revealed as much as possible about the demonic plot he had investigated.

"I wonder if you two could reveal your esteemed names before seizing this junior's body?"

"So that this执事 can die with some understanding."

Having been exposed.

Zhang Jingyuan no longer stubbornly persisted as before.

He supported himself on the wreckage of the immortal ship with one hand, slowly sitting down on the ground.

His magical power seemed to have been drained.

His steps were unsteady, and his body swayed as if about to fall.

Each step he took seemed to exhaust all his strength.

Zhang Jingyuan's eyes revealed endless exhaustion and pain, mixed with a trace of helplessness and relief after being seriously injured.

He seemed to see his own end clearly and resigned himself to fate.

However, the monk cultivator had been in the cultivation world for a long time, and he was cunning and experienced, so he would not easily believe the other party's performance.

"The past is like passing clouds, no need to mention it."

"Executive Zhang only needs to know that the one who takes your life is a disciple of the Three Treasures Temple."

Zhang Jingyuan coughed constantly, splattering blood and foam.

His body trembled incessantly like a sieve.

After a long while, he said again weakly:

"Then can you tell me, how did you manage to replace the beams and pillars under the eyes of the Imperial Palace, seize the bodies of most of the outer disciples, but never be noticed?"

Li Lan's heart stirred slightly upon hearing this.

He suddenly remembered the incident of encountering demonic cultivators on the immortal ship two years ago.

Looking at it now.

The answer that he hadn't been able to figure out back then was now about to come out.

The monk cultivator keenly sensed that something was wrong, and the other party seemed to be deliberately trying to get information.

He frowned and said:

"You talk too much."

"Law enforcement officer, rest assured and go, when you get down there, there will be cultivators who will complain about you."

After speaking.

He flipped his hand.

A rake-shaped magic weapon had already appeared in his hand.

"Attack!"

The monk cultivator shouted sharply.

The nun immediately understood.

Two powerful magic weapons flew out at the same time, heading straight for Zhang Jingyuan.

Seeing that the other party had murderous intentions, the latter immediately changed his previous dying posture.

As if his life was flashing before his eyes.

His eyes became bright and piercing again.

"Fellow cultivator! What are you still waiting for?"

"I have already told you all the truth, quickly join me to kill these two!"

While speaking.

Zhang Jingyuan flipped his hand and threw out an object.

The thing flew into the air, flashing a dazzling white light.

Shining on the two magic weapons.

In an instant.

The two demonic cultivators felt that the connection between themselves and their magic weapons had been severed.

In mid-air.

A rake and a halberd, two magic weapons of extraordinary quality, were bathed in white light, quietly suspended.

Above them was a pen shaft as green as bamboo.

Seeing this situation.

The nun's expression immediately changed, and she was greatly shocked.

"Not good! It's the magic treasure Judge's Pen!"

"This person still has such a trump card, let's retreat quickly!"

After speaking, she was about to pull her companion away.

The difference between magic treasures and magic weapons is like a chasm.

With just one exchange, the winner can be immediately determined.

The monk cultivator's expression was also a little unsightly at this time.

However.

After the light in his eyes changed for a while.

He quickly regained his composure.

He grabbed the nun and said in a low voice:

"Don't panic!"

"Magic treasures are so precious, how can a mere Foundation Establishment stage cultivator refine and control them?"

"In my opinion, this is at most a fake."

In the cultivation world.

Magic treasures are much rarer than magic weapons, and the conditions for use are quite harsh.

Some clever weapon refiners.

Thought of a clever way to imitate the effect of magic treasures and make the same magic weapons to replace magic treasures.

Therefore, pseudo-magic treasures were born.

According to the power, they are divided into magic treasure imitations and magic treasure fakes.

Although the two types of pseudo-magic treasures are less than one-tenth as effective as real magic treasures.

But they are far better than ordinary magic weapons.

Obviously.

The Judge's Pen that Zhang Jingyuan took out in desperation was a fake magic treasure.

If it were a genuine product or an imitation.

The magic weapons they sacrificed would probably have exploded into pieces all over the ground by now.

The more the monk cultivator thought about it, the more likely he felt it was.

After all.

If the other party really had a magic treasure imitation, they would have used it earlier.

Why would they have kept it until now?

With this thought in mind.

The monk cultivator became more and more calm.

He smiled and said:

"I once heard that anyone who joins the Imperial Palace can obtain a benefit that cultivators can hardly refuse."

"Looking at it now, it is expected that the so-called benefit is this fake magic treasure, right?"

Zhang Jingyuan narrowed his eyes, silently watching the other party.

Seeming to want to see something from the monk's face.

"I didn't expect that you would know so much about the internal affairs of the Imperial Palace."

"Before you seized this body, you must not have been an ordinary rogue demonic cultivator, you should have been a big figure."

"Are you really unwilling to tell me, a dying person, your name, so that I can die with some understanding?"

"How did the big figures of the demonic path fall to the point of being such cowardly rats?"

The monk cultivator seemed to not take the other party's aggressive tactics to heart at all.

"There's no way, who made this poor monk have too many enemies?"

"Now that my realm has fallen and I have to start all over again, I can't help but be cautious."

"However, I still have to thank you for your praise."

"What we cultivators seek is the Great Dao of Longevity."

"As long as we can achieve the ultimate goal, fame, status... hehe, these external things are not very important at all."

He waved his hand, and four completely different magic weapons floated beside him at the same time.

"Although fake magic treasures are wonderful, how long can you use them in your current state?"

"This poor monk would like to see it."

The nun hesitated slightly.

She said softly:

"This person is very cunning, no less than our demonic cultivators."

"Could it be that he still has some trump cards in hand?"

"Listening to the meaning in his words just now, there seem to be other cultivators hidden here?"

Li Lan, who was hiding in the dark, suppressed his breathing even more, almost to the point of holding his breath.

This Imperial Palace executive is really immoral.

He even wanted to trick him out to be a scapegoat before he died.

Fortunately, Li Lan remained calm and steady as Mount Tai.

He never wavered.

The monk cultivator sneered disdainfully:

"You also said that this person is extremely cunning."

"If there were accomplices here, they would have come out long ago."

"In my opinion, this is just his trick to confuse us."

"If you have any concerns, just watch from the side, I will take action alone."

"But I'll say the ugly things first, if you don't participate, don't try to get your hands on the things in his storage bag."

After hearing this, the nun didn't say anything more.

She also took out four different magic weapons with a backhand.

"Since that's the case, then what are you waiting for, let's do it quickly!"

"The commotion here is not small."

"If we delay too long, and other fellow disciples come, the credit for this big fish will have to be divided into several parts."

The monk cultivator laughed loudly upon hearing this.

"You understand."

"Fellow cultivator, your head is not bad, let me take it to claim the reward!"

As soon as the voice fell.

Eight magic weapons, like locusts crossing the border, shot towards Zhang Jingyuan all at once.