The Ten Tribulations of Brahma, the Forbidden Skill of Gods and Demons, the Supreme Holy Punishment for Determination of Life and Death, the mouth of the Wuming Valley, the three sword powerhouses, and the final strong confrontation. In an instant, the Holy Light of the Judgment World hit the vast world, Mo Han and Zi Mo Yan each ceased and flew away, and the tiger's mouth was numb, and he had already suffered heavy damage.
The Saint Priest's expression was not yet determined, and he only heard the endless whistling wind breaking through the sky, covering it like a cover. The endless sword rain broke through the sky and drowned him in it. Even if it was a supreme powerhouse, even if it was a holy weapon, it was still difficult to resist the sword rain all over the sky. Sword lights passed through his body, carrying a bunch of red blood, and flew into the air.
"Let's go!" Sensing the fierce fighting sounds conveyed from the valley, Mo Han and Zi Mo Yan did not dare to stop at all. They immediately jumped, turned into two streams of light, and disappeared at the entrance of the valley.
"Where can you go!" Di Bi shouted angrily, and immediately raised his energy and wanted to pursue him. However, the sword rain penetrated his body. The injury he suffered was not light. For a moment, it was difficult to gather energy, his body shook, and he could not control himself.
"Damn it-" He couldn't help but curse in his heart. Although he was the top master of the Holy Martial Palace, he still suffered a little in the face of the two foreign experts Mo Han and Zi Mo Yan. Even if he had the bonus of the supreme holy weapon, he would not be able to defeat the majority. Unfortunately, although there were many masters in the Holy Martial Palace, he had many fallen in the battle in Tianhuang Ancient City, so there were not enough manpower. If not, why would this be?
In the valley, the wind and clouds exploded, and the aftermath of the strong sword energy trembled, ripples, spreading layer by layer towards the surroundings, and the impact of the mountains and rivers fluctuated and the earth shook.
The two figures that were regressing were each injured. When they stepped on the ground, they immediately became unable to withstand the bodies of the two powerful men and cracked one after another. A series of terrifying cracks were densely packed like spiders, spreading everywhere, and for a moment, sand and stones flew away, covering up the beautiful scenery in the valley.
The more beautiful it is, the more murderous intent it is. The rapid sword light of the surging wind was indescribably fast. At the moment of landing, it had already crossed a thousand feet of distance and appeared in front of the sword ghost. A sword broke through the air, and whistled through the sharp and harsh air, stabbed the sword ghost's chest.
"Puff--" The sword light broke through the sky, a pool of blue, flashing inexplicable light, piercing the sword ghost's chest, but strangely, there was no blood flowing out.
"How is this... possible?" The person who came couldn't help but change his face. His skills and his sword. He had enough confidence that no strong man who broke the void could withstand his sword without any trouble. However, the scene in front of him broke his cognition.
"Sword Ghost is not killed!" A ferocious shouted. Two sharp lights burst out from the sword Ghost's eyes. Unparalleled fierceness pierced the sky. In an instant, the ghost sword broke through the air and slashed with force!
"Puff--" Another sword light broke through the air, carrying the unparalleled sword force that cut off the mountain and the mountain, suddenly slashed on the person who came, and immediately brought up a bunch of red blood.
The sword ghost was fine when he received the sword, but the sword ghost obviously did not have a nearly bug-like body like the sword ghost. With one sword, he was immediately severely injured and his whole person retreated backwards.
"Damn it, I will definitely get you back from Yingfenghou sooner or later!" I knew that I had suffered a severe injury and had lost the power to fight again. Yingfenghou immediately turned into a stream of light and broke the void. Without any hesitation, my decisive behavior made people shocked.
"Hmph! Next time, the sword ghost's sword will send you to the sword ghost!" The cave on his chest completely disappeared in a flash. If it weren't for the broken clothes, it would be unimaginable. Just before the moment, he was actually pierced by a strongest person with a broken void whose cultivation was not below him.
A sudden light appeared, and the bodies of Mo Han and Zi Mo Yan suddenly appeared in front of the sword ghost, "Are you okay?"
The sword ghost put away the ghost sword in his hand and laughed: "Nonsense, what can I do? Don't worry, the person from the Holy Martial Palace, a guy named Yingfenghou, has been killed by the old ghost."
Mo Han frowned and said, "Old Gui, although his martial arts are special, in the future, try not to attack him. Although this kind of fighting style is very advantageous, if you encounter an opponent that is incompatible with your martial arts, you will be finished."
The sword ghost waved his hand and said, "I'm safe, I know everything. Don't worry, I will definitely pay attention."
Zi Mo Yan said: "Thank you, Hong Fu, this place is no longer a place to stay for a long time. We must leave here as soon as possible to avoid being attacked by the Holy Martial Palace again. After this time, the next time, their situation will definitely be stronger."
Jian Gui said: "Then let's go to the Hei Tian Domain. I know Duan Yue, the Lord of the Hei Tian Domain. Maybe he can help us, water ladies, what do you think?"
Shui Ruohan said calmly: "Since the old ghost has spoken, what else can I say? Time is not waiting for anyone, so let's set off now."
The Saint Priest dragged his seriously injured body and left the Wuming Valley. Although his injury had recovered nearly half of his injuries in this short period of time, for some reason, an inexplicable palpitations had been surrounding him since he left Wuming Valley, which made him feel restless.
This is the first time that such a situation has occurred since he has achieved great success in his cultivation and controlled the ancient god's sword to judge the world's heavenly punishment, which has completely broken his mood.
As we walked halfway, suddenly, a melodious flute sound came from the void in the distance, without any tune, but it was blown into people's hearts, knocking on the window of the soul, reverberating faintly in the depths of the heart.
The sound of the flute is melodious, and without realizing it, it induces the separation deep in people's hearts, making people feel as if they are in the interweaving of dream reality, unable to see the past and the future, and thinking about the past.
This music does not sound very wonderful, but when it falls into your ears, it can easily open a person's heart, allowing people to unknowingly enter the deepest red door in the heart.
No matter where everyone comes from, no matter how high or low their cultivation level, whether kind or evil, they always have their deepest precipitation in their hearts. The sound of the flute is the magical arousing the accumulated emotions deep in their hearts, which makes people unable to help but be addicted to it. It is filled with darkness, and the storm and parting sorrow. In an instant, the sprinting figure of the Saint Punisher suddenly stopped, as if he was trapped in a fantasy situation.
The sound of the flute was deep and faint. After a while, it gradually ended. At the point where the flowing wind was rising, it was obvious that bamboo leaves fell from the endless chaos void, flying and dancing in the air, woven into an elegant scene curtain. Then, a slender figure slowly came along the falling bamboo leaves.
"As soon as you enter the life and death of the ghost gate, who can tell me how to tell the story of the underworld? The endless past is all the past, so don't let the next life be in love again."
The visitor has an extraordinary demeanor. Although it is between life and death, it exudes a glory that is even better than the gods. In a blink of an eye, it was approaching.
The intersection of life and death, with the faint light, is a sense of contradiction from the base of the roots.
"Lin Yue, the god of death in the underworld, has seen Mr. Di Bo, the saint of the Holy Martial Palace." His faint words exuded an inexplicable strange divinity, but also had the breath of death, covering all directions.
"Death God?!" The steps suddenly stopped, the Holy Priest's vigilance had risen to the limit in an instant. In the eyes, the divine light flashed. It was obviously extremely holy, but it exuded unimaginable sharpness and sharpness, cutting through the air and tearing the endless sky.
"Yes, it's the God of Death." Lin Yue smiled indifferently: "I am the judge from the six realms of reincarnation, and I specifically judge people's life and death, so I am called the God of Death."
"Oh?" The Holy Lord trembled and frowned and asked, "So, why are you looking for me? Is it because you want to judge whether I am alive or not?"
Lin Yue nodded and responded naturally: "That's true, you hold the sword of the ancient god to judge the punishment of the world and try to do the way of punishment. Unfortunately, after all, your selfish desires are too strong and you have embarked on the evil path, so that your sins are too heavy. The God of Judgment in the Realm of Heaven, that is, the real master of the punishment of the world and heaven. That ancient god is already dissatisfied with you and specially issued a mission to our six realms of reincarnation. Therefore, according to the Six Realms, today I will deprive you of your life in the name of the God of Death."
"Ha! Deprive my life?!" Hearing this, the Saint Master couldn't help but be stunned by it, and then laughed out loud: "By you? You want to deprive my life too! It's so arrogant!" The rumbling words shook the world, and there was a terrible force contained in it, and the storm was surging.
"Oh..." I couldn't help but sigh, Lin Yue sighed: "Why, why do every judge said this? If you really know how to cherish life, you will not be the day when the God of Death is coming. What's the use of struggling?"
The Saint Priest immediately snorted coldly: "What is the God of Death coming? I want to see what you have!"
"No one can escape the judgment of the God of Death." Lin Yue said calmly. With his words, a faint wave immediately arose around him. Connecting to the depths of his soul, a little bit of spiritual light slowly stirred, and it was obvious that with his eyes of thought, it was a very vast and magnificent world, and it was the Kingdom of Death!
The huge kingdom of death is the ancient city, the vast and ancient city is a huge altar, with a black cloak and a black scythe floating quietly.
Suddenly, as if he had sensed the master's call, the sickle of the Death God kept trembling, making waves of excitement buzzing, and a terrible force suddenly emanated, pouring into his mind and reaching all parts of his body.
The strange black light seemed to be in the endless darkness, covering his body, and as life and death changed, he turned from a living person to a state of death.
A little blood suddenly appeared from his forehead, and then, like a living thing, a blood line spread, outlining a ferocious totem on his left cheek, revealing endless strangeness, and his eyes also emitted a strange purple light at this moment.
The black death cloak covers the whole body, holding the death scythe in the palm of his palm. The terrible power transforms life and death, exceeds the limit, bursts out instantly, like a mountain torrent, tsunami, pouring into the sky, crashing into the void, chaotic tumbling, chaos tumbling, as if it has arrived in the century of doomsday, and the world wants to destroy it... (To be continued)