In the palace, a high platform was built, and the red silk was floating, and there were all beauties and swallows. The breeze blew, and the yard was filled with powder.

Not only the big boss, Xie Qi, and the martial artists who came one after another were also a little stunned.

“What is this to do?”

Lu Qingting returned from driving the "Shenxing" and watched from the crowd. He couldn't help but frowned and felt deeply disappointed.

The King of Northwest and Hanging Mountain have some friendship. When they attacked the mountain and destroyed the temple many years ago, it was the King of Northwest who came forward to protect many small sects of the branch of Hanging Mountain.

It was precisely because of his gratitude that the leader of Xuankongshan, that Zhenren Xuanwei sent him down the mountain and came to help the fist with the "Seven Tribulation Sword".

However, what he saw and heard along the way made him lose his favor for this vassal king who could not protect his people.

However, the chaos in the northwest can be barely evaded by natural disasters and man-made disasters. But now, the chaos in Xingli Prefectures is not far away, and Ma Longtu has also reached the side.

He was really disappointed when he didn't want to rectify his army and set up a high platform in the palace.

If he had not been responsible for the order of the head sect, he would have left at this moment.

But Lu Qingting refused to say anything, but among the crowd, the new arrival of the iron stepping method could no longer be resisted.

"Where is the prince?!"

Tiepafa pushed the person in front of him away with a arrogant voice, and the sound was like a bell. He was very boastful:

"The chaos is coming, and Ma Longtu has also arrived, but the prince has called so many female relatives. Could it be that he wants to spend the time with us?!"

Without reservation, the sound of the iron stepping method is extremely loud and loud. Not to mention the people present, even the entire palace cannot hear it.

The people closest to him were in trouble. The eyes were so shocked that they turned black and their eardrums were buzzing. They were frightened but did not dare to scold them, so they had to stagger back.

"Whether you are a good nephew or friends, there are many people who travel thousands of miles to help the boxing. I am grateful, so how can I have the pleasure of you?"

People come with the sound.

Almost as everyone present heard the sound, many old men wearing gorgeous clothes and high crowns appeared on the high platform.

This is an old man who attaches great importance to demeanor.

Although the hair has grown, it is meticulously combed under the purple gold crown. Although there are traces of time on the face, the breath is stable and the skin is free of wrinkles.

At first glance, he was only fifty or sixty years old, and no one could tell that this was the one who was about to be a hundred years old.

"Prince!"

Seeing the old man, the maids, inside and outside the courtyard, knelt down in panic, and even though the martial arts people did not kneel, they all bowed and bowed with respect.

Not to mention the identity of the person, his martial arts alone are enough to make the vast majority of people present feel awe.

Even if it is iron stepping, I have to hold my fists, but my face is still not good.

"The fallen prince, how can you bear the etiquette?"

The King of Northwest sighed and asked everyone to sit down.

‘This old guy?’

The boss sat in a corner, and couldn't help but turn the copper plate on his fingertips. He couldn't help but look at Xie Qi. Did he really hit it?

This is not the first time he has met the Northwest King. He knows very well that more than half a month ago, this old prince was not the master of magical powers.

But in just half a month, he has become the master of magical powers?!

The Northwest King's attitude was very low and he didn't control it. The resentment of the crowd was immediately reduced, and the iron stepping method was not easy to occur again, so he sat down temporarily.

"I know all your doubts and will answer them one by one."

The King of Northwest raised his hand gently:

"Little brother, come out."

While speaking, after the high platform, a young man in white clothes and a jade-like face walked out. Looking at his face, he was only about twenty years old, his steps were light, and he held a steel bone fan in his hand.

"This person?"

Seeing the person coming, Lu Qingting couldn't help but feel moved, and couldn't help but look at Tie Pai, who was also looking at him.

The two looked at each other, both of them a little surprised.

This young man looked very much like they had met the saint of Liansheng Sect in the "Immortal and Magical Illusion Realm", but this person was clearly a man...

"This is my old friend of the king, named 'Feng Jinhuang', and is proficient in all kinds of Taoism. This high platform was cast at his invitation..."

The King of Northwest casually introduced him and signaled him to speak.

Feng Jinhuang nodded slightly, slapped his palm with a fan, looked around everyone, and said with a smile:

"Can you all know that Ma Longtu is obviously very hostile, but he does not come to the door directly, but needs to press forward step by step?"

"It's just to wait for the rebels to survive and leave the two states."

Someone replied.

“Yes, not.”

Feng Jinhuang shook his head slightly and said:

"Ma Longtu has extremely high martial arts skills, but he dares to go deep into the pass and not hide, so he has no other support. As far as I know, after he entered the Seven Killing Palace, he was deeply trusted by the old demon. Now, the Seven Killing Dao Fruit is under the control of this person."

"Seven Killings, Dao Fruit?"

The yard was slightly quiet and I became restless.

In recent years, with the emergence of many magical masters, the Taoist fruit has gradually become less secret, but most of the people present are limited to hearing.

As for the Seven Killings, this star god who has been regarded as a famous star god in troubled times throughout history, so they naturally have some understanding of it.

On the contrary, it is not a secret that Ma Longtu worshipped into the Seven Killings Palace.

"As far as I know, the seven killings fruits are extremely fierce. They can not only greatly increase their martial arts methods, but also have the ability to 'kill people and win the merits'!"

"Murder and win merit?"

Everyone was upset when they heard this.

Only Lu Qingting, Tie Pai, Big Boss and other few people who knew the magical power of the Seven Killings were unmoved.

"These days, Ma Longtu wanders in the northwest, and many secluded masters have been killed by him..."

The King of Northwest spoke at the right time:

"If Jin Huang hadn't informed me, I would have been almost cheated."

"The Seven Killers use war to support the war and kill to support the body. If they do not destroy their magical powers, they will be almost invincible among the chaotic army."

Feng Jinhuang answered.

Tieta Tech reacted quickly, but couldn't help but sneer: "What? Do you set up this high platform to break the magical powers of Ma Longtu?"

Using Taoist techniques to destroy magical powers?!

Tie Pafa sneered in his heart, but Lu Qingting was slightly moved.

Supernatural powers must be destroyed.

Whether it is martial arts or Taoist arts, it has a deep root with magical powers. There are many powerful people in history who are good at Taoist arts and who kill the master of magical powers.

His ancestors killed a ten-du Immortal with the talisman formation.

only……

"Seven Killings, Pojun, and the three star gods in troubled times, are headed by Seven Killings. I wonder what kind of Taoist art you want to use to destroy their magical powers?"

The boss's eyes moved slightly, Xie Qi knew his intentions and asked in a deep voice.

"You just need to know that the prince does not have a contempt. As for whether Feng's Taoist art is accomplished or not, how to use it, and what power it has..."

Speaking of this, Feng Jinhuang paused slightly and said:

"This is related to the sect's inheritance, but it is difficult to tell outsiders..."

After saying that, Feng Jinhuang raised his hand, rolled up the red silk, covering the high platform. The King of Northwest took a step forward, walked to everyone, bowed and said:
Chapter completed!