In Killing Valley, hundreds of flowers are blooming in the valley, but outside the valley is very barren, full of dim wilderness, strong winds and rolling yellow sand. Appreciate the book
A small river slowly flowed out of the Killing Valley and stopped within half a mile.
It was not submerged by the rolling yellow sand, but cut off by the warriors blocked outside the valley.
Looking around, the warriors were densely packed like locusts, covering thousands of miles around. The entire Killing Valley was surrounded by these warriors from all directions.
The cultivation levels of these warriors are not all at the same level. The weak ones are only those with Ruowu realm, and there are also many high-ranking Saint Lords and Dragon Lords.
There is even one person who is actually a master at Tianjun level.
But they all have one thing in common, that is, they will never step into the Valley of Killings.
Most of them are entrenched in their own territories, meditating and practicing, with solemn expressions and no concentration.
But there are also many people who are whispering about the Killing Valley in their spare time.
"I don't know when I will be able to see Lord Ssicide. If I can see him, I won't have any regrets even if I die."
"Bah! What are you talking about that is depressing? I don't want to die. I want to become the disciple of Lord Sessho. Only in this way can I die without regrets. No, there will be regrets after death. After becoming the disciple of Lord Sesshou, I
Don’t die either.” A young man said proudly.
However, his words were met with ridicule and ridicule.
"You brat, why do you want to fall into the eyes of Lord Sessho? Don't daydream. Lord Sesshou is one of the four overlords who stand at the top of our Western King Realm. Think about it for yourself. What is your identity? You know how to read it.
You? It’s a joke.”
"Hmph, heroes don't care about their origins. My martial arts talent is astonishing in the past and today, but you are just ignorant." The young man raised his head and said with great confidence, "As long as Lord Slayer is willing to show up, I will definitely not be buried."
"Zhen Gu Shuojin?" The warriors around him couldn't help laughing, "Are you still shocking Gu Shuojin? Boy, you have been practicing for eighteen years, right? Now you are only a first-order Ruo warrior. Who here is not as talented?
Are you strong?"
"Don't hit him like this. It's normal for him to daydream that he is a big shot who shakes up the past and the present."
"It's a pity that now that I have woken up from the dream, Zhen Gu Shuo Jin has become worse than shit."
The warriors around him scolded the young man mercilessly.
The young man snorted coldly, "How can sparrows know the ambitions of swans? They are just a bunch of frogs in a well. I am too lazy to talk nonsense with you. Anyway, whether you believe it or not, I can guarantee that as long as Lord Killing King is willing to show up, he will definitely look at me instead of you."
These frogs in the well."
Normally, this young man would have been beaten to the ground long ago, but a group of warriors sat here day and night, just to absorb some of the killing intent emanating from the Killing Valley, and then understand some secrets.
This kind of life is extremely difficult. This young man is regarded as a clown for fun. It would be good to bicker with him for entertainment from time to time.
A short young warrior next to the boy pointed to the sky and said, "Boy, have you seen that young man?"
The young man raised his head and looked at the cold-faced young man in purple, with confusion on his face, "You saw it, what's wrong? Is he handsome? Why do you want to look at him?"
"You brat, even he is not qualified to be the disciple of the King of Slayers. Even if you struggle for another 100 million years, there is no hope."
"Who is he? Is he worthy of me?" the young man said disdainfully, "The Slayer King doesn't look at him because he has poor qualifications. If he had a talent like mine that shocked the past and the present, he would have entered the Slayer Sect long ago. What's the point?
Wait until now.”
As soon as the young man finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed drastically.
"ah……"
An inexplicable force pushed him into the air and flew in front of the young man in purple.
The young man in purple stretched out his right hand and firmly held the young man's neck, his eyes were very cold. His name was Chen Bin, and he was the only expert at the level of Tianjun.
He has been guarding outside the Valley of Killings for fifty years, with the purpose of worshiping King of Killings as his teacher.
But he had never seen the King of Killings before, and he couldn't break into the Valley of Killings, so he could only wait outside the valley.
Chen Bin was extremely unhappy when he heard the young man talking nonsense, "Boy, what's your name?"
"Listen up, young master, my name is Wushen, the Wu of martial arts, the god of gods!" The young man seemed not to be afraid of Chen Bin at all and shouted loudly.
"God of Martial Arts?" Chen Bin was stunned for a moment. This name was really arrogant to the extreme. Even the emperor did not dare to call himself the God of Martial Arts. A brat with shit talent actually dared to call himself the God of Martial Arts.
It’s true that those who don’t know are fearless.
But this is not a name that the boy made up randomly, his real name is indeed God of War.
"Boy, do you want to die?" Chen Bin said coldly, and the terrifying pressure directly acted on the Martial God's sea of consciousness.
The God of War was trembling all over, and fear swept through his body. But surprisingly, he did not give in, but roared, "What's the point of bullying others with your strength? You are a heavenly king, what is your ability to bully me, a warrior? A dignified heavenly king, with a warrior
Even if you do it, you won’t be afraid of others’ ridicule.”
"You smooth-tongued boy, I will spare your life this time. If you dare to speak rudely next time, I will crush you to death even if you are an ant." Chen Bin said.
The God of War still looked stubborn, as if I wasn't afraid of you, but in reality he was so frightened that he almost stopped breathing.
How can a warrior not be afraid when facing a powerful person of Tianjun level?
Chen Bin was about to throw the God of War back to the ground when his heart suddenly trembled and he felt two unusual auras appear.
He suddenly looked up and saw two men.
One is dressed in white and black gauze, with a handsome face. The other is as tall as a mountain and has an extraordinary majesty.
Chen Bin's hands kept shaking, and his usually expressionless face revealed a rare expression of excitement and ecstasy.
The God of War thought that Chen Bin was going to kill him, so he shouted loudly, "Kill, kill, Master Tianjun is shameless, he wants to kill a Ruo warrior."
Chen Bin used his mental strength to seal the God of War's mouth, and knelt on the ground in the void, "Lord Killing King, I have been waiting outside the Killing Valley for fifty years, and I finally have the honor to see your face."
"Woooooooooo..." The God of War kept struggling, and Chen Bin was even more excited.
"It's Mr. Killing King, I finally saw him in person, haha. Bastard, let me go, let me say a few words to Mr. Killing King, I want to join the Killing Sect!" Wushenxin roared, but couldn't speak out.
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"Master, who is he?" Li Hanxue looked confused.
The King of Killing said, "These warriors are all my followers. They want to join the Killing Sect, but it is not so easy to join the Killing Sect."