The broadsword seemed to be extremely heavy, bending Zhang Weijie's backbone.

However, the firmness in his eyes made Zhang Weijie take his own steps step by step towards the depths of the mound.

Once again, the woman in purple was shocked and speechless.

Why are these people like demons, this place is extremely dangerous, why do these people still touch the danger?

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Weijie, Gu Liufeng, and Lan Bing'er disappeared into this mound, and thousands of broken weapons covered their figures.

The woman in purple still didn't dare to make any moves, and the indescribable danger somewhere was still staring at her at the moment.

Seeing that Wang Ren, who had been arguing with him before, was sitting outside without any movement, the woman in purple felt a little better in her heart, and so far she couldn't be inferior to others.

"To make a knife, what kind of knife can be all-encompassing?

Take the artistic conception of space as the handle, take the domineering crushing as the body, and break all things as the caries

No, there's still zero missing. ”

Wang Ren muttered in his heart, the things that were conceived were scattered and separated, lacking the core that connected them.

Be your own and make me king!

"Self-will!"

"Why can't I use my own will as a god, and enlighten from above to below? ”

With the artistic conception of space as the handle, the domineering crushing as the body, the sharp breaking of all things as the blade, and the will of the body as the curd, an invincible knife in the world, a knife that absorbs thousands of artistic conceptions.

The point of light in front of him is no longer a point of light, it moves into a line, and the outline of the knife is outlined in a moment.

Then a knife that really belonged to Wang Ren was born, and this knife looked extremely ordinary and even a little simple.

Holding the constructed knife, Wang Ren knew that this was just the beginning. This knife of its own is still a whole, there is no space, domineering, and fierce, it encompasses everything.

The will is the core, Wang Ren has absolute control over this knife, as soon as the knife is formed, the will is constantly trembling, Wang Ren feels that it seems to have life.

The resurrected knife swirled around Wang Ren's life, like a life cheering bird. The will to construct the knife is closely related to itself.

This is a knife that can grow!

The will sends itself a clear message that it can grow.

Facing the knife he made, Wang Ren was a little confused, such a knife was somewhat unexpected to him, and even he couldn't figure it out.

The woman in purple looked at Wang Ren's gaze strangely, she felt that Wang Ren's breath had changed, and it had become different from before, but the strange thing was that this breath could have been felt from Wang Ren's body, but it was strange that at this point, the breath was obscure and profound.

Wang Ren stood up without warning, opened his eyes and looked at the woman in purple who was looking at him.

Wang Ren asked the woman, "Did your words count before now?"

"What?"

"If I take a step forward, you will give me untold good. “

The woman was a little strange, and the three people in front of her stepped into the mound, and they all had very conspicuous features all over their bodies. And although the man in front of him has an obscure and profound breath, he is different from the three of them.

So will he be able to get inside safely?

The woman in purple wondered.

After thinking for a moment, the woman in purple spoke: "Help me out, so that I can get what I want." ”

Wang Ren smiled indifferently, this woman hesitated, her pride and self-confidence were being torn apart by herself little by little.

The arm was across the front of him, and an extremely mysterious and profound aura was released, and an illusory knife that was so simple that it was extremely unadorned appeared in Wang Ren's hand

The purple-clothed woman's face was shocked, the pressure of this knife was really powerful, but this pressure was a fleeting first sense, and there was nothing except the lingering esoteric aura.

"W-what kind of knife is this?"

The woman asked with a stammer.

Wang Ren said lightly: "The king's sword." “

As soon as this illusory knife was condensed, the void suddenly became abnormal!

The clouds stirred and surged, and after a while, the dark clouds around the mounds were dense and black.

Lightning and thunder, visions!

Wang Ren frowned, he felt the hostility bursting from the depths of the air, more accurately the hostility to the knife in his hand.

The black clouds are dense and accumulating, this is giving birth to the calamity, and the place where this calamity is bombarded is the knife condensed by Wang Ren.

Hold the hilt tightly, if the will is immortal, then the knife in the hand will never disappear. This is Wang Ren's will, and it is also the life of the knife.

In the dark clouds, lightning and thunder accumulate terrible power, and the coming of this power is destruction, the most essential destruction!

"Elder thief, let me try your calamity. “

Wang Ren was resolute and shouted towards the heavy clouds.

With Wang Ren's shout, the frequency of lightning and thunder seemed to become more frequent, and the thunder rumbled even louder.

It seemed to be irritated by Wang Ren's shouting.

"Wang An, don't yell!"

The woman in purple looked at the churning clouds that were even more ferocious, and her heart was shocked and frightened. scolded at Wang Ren.

Look, if this posture is struck by lightning, he will definitely be affected, and he may even become the target of attack at that time.

I pity myself with wolves in front of me and tigers in the back, and it is a dilemma to advance and retreat.

Rumble!

Just when the clouds were about to fall for a certain period of time, suddenly as if they lacked stamina, the clouds collapsed directly, and the thunder tribulation finally failed to fall.

"It's okay, it's okay. Wang An, don't drag the old lady to death!"

The woman in purple also disregarded her own image, and gave Wang Ren a series of quality condolences.

Wang Ren pursed his lips and said with some mockery: "This is a broken world, and the rules of the Great Dao are not completed." This thunderstorm cannot fall, and it will surely collapse. ”

"Get out!"

The woman said angrily.

Wang Ren didn't argue with the woman anymore, but stared at the mound.

The knives in their hands are trembling, all the weapons in front of them are trembling, and each weapon is humming, they seem to be telling about their own suffering, telling about their own tragedy, telling about their own misfortune, but at the same time they also seem to be welcoming whose return, and like worshipping whose arrival.

Thousands of responses, the mound became even more sad, the mound seemed to come to life at this moment, it seemed to have seen a friend who had known each other for a long time but had not seen for many years.

"What did you do?"

The change in the mound, the woman in purple felt it intuitively and clearly. She knew that the change in the mounds must be related to the man in front of her.

Wang Ren shook his head, his eyes were deep and slightly sad, and without saying a word, he walked into the depths of the mound.