The old judge put his right hand behind his back, and with a slight shock, a vermilion three-foot judge pen appeared in his hand, and faintly, the air flow in the void changed direction in the palm of his hand.

The judge's pen appeared in his hand, and the old man's breath suddenly changed. Whether it was the smiling old man before, or the old man with a solemn expression and a blue face later, they were all gone, and in their place, the judge of the underworld who looked indifferent, rewarded the good and punished the evil, appeared here.

There was no emotional fluctuation in the old man's eyes, and his figure appeared on the edge of this huge formation in a flash, and the judge's pen behind him was pointed out in the light curtain formed by this scattered formation without any fancy eyes, and a vermilion luster gradually rendered on the lines of the formation.

The red light gradually expanded, but it did not spread to the entire formation, he just opened a narrow passage in the hazy halo and cut a path.

The way of the formation is broad and profound, interlocking, and it is the essence of the formation, and the thousands of formations are interdependent, and they move the whole body.

Even if the old judge was a martial arts master, he didn't dare to act recklessly in the face of a formation that had already been stimulated, but had a scattered momentum.

When this vermilion Xuanguang channel was transformed, the old judge stepped into it with an indifferent aura, and with a flip of his right hand, the judge's pen was scattered invisible, and he directly stretched out his two hands and grabbed the back collar of Xuan Ku and the young man.

Anyway, this formation is really weird, let's take these two guys out first.

However, there was no change when he grasped Xuan Ku, but when he grabbed the young man with one palm, his heart suddenly tightened, and as soon as his body moved, he leaned down and slid to the side.

And in the direction where he left, a pale light appeared directly on the void, and if he hadn't left there, this pale power would have been directly imprinted on his body.

The old man looked back, and the strange one-eye, which was originally pale and pupilless, had fallen off from the formation and was suspended in the air. In the pale whites of his eyes, a blood-red eye gradually appeared, and the red light flashing in it made this martial arts master can't help but tremble in his heart.

After the snow-white one-eye revealed that white light to force the old judge away, thousands of silk threads gradually extended from behind it, intertwined in the void, and gradually outlined the appearance of a human figure.

"What the hell is this?"

The old judge couldn't help but widen his eyes, and in front of his eyes, the red and white one-eyed was no longer a single eye.

Around it, a body resembling a human is outlined, and if you ignore its huge head, which is obviously several times larger than ordinary people, it can barely be called a "human".

This kind of scene was really unexpected by him, and he had no choice but to take out a life-saving pill from his body, and directly stuffed it into the mouth of the old man Xuanku, and then without looking at his situation, he directly carried him on his shoulder.

is also a gray-haired old man, and the old judge feels much tougher than Xuanku, even if he is carrying a person on his shoulder, his waist is still straight. He held the old man on his shoulder with his left hand, and as soon as his free right hand shook it in the void, the vermilion judge's giant pen reappeared.

In the face of this monster who didn't know what the bottom was, the old judge didn't have the slightest fear, if he was intimidated by his appearance, then he, the martial arts master, would inevitably be a little too watery.

His title is Judge, although he is not as good as the god who sits in the underworld in myths and legends, but he has walked all his life in this town and cold continent, and he can be regarded as seeing a lot of ghosts and ghosts.

Not to mention such a "big-headed doll", even if the ghost and god stand in front of him, he can kill it.

The judge's pen sketched a dense shadow of the sword in the void, hanging down from the nine heavens, and the rocks above the earth seemed to turn into chains, extending from beyond the formation, penetrating the barrier in the formation, and locking the figure incarnated by this pale silk thread.

Being able to count Xuan Ku and the young man together, the old judge couldn't help but feel a little curious in his heart, he wanted to know if this character who was laid out here had counted him, the grandmaster, into it.

"Slash!"

The old man's eyes froze, the judge's pen in his hand fell, and the swords, guns, swords, and halberds above the void also fell.

The old man is like a skilled painter, and under the outline of the magic pen in his hand, all the weapons and magic weapons in his memory appear on this void.

It may be a little different from their real power, but with so many magic weapons falling down in unison, even the grandmaster can only hold his head and run away.

The strange man with a strange head was bound by chains, but even without the chains, he had no intention of dodging, and his reaction to the blades that fell in unison from all directions was still very simple.

He just raised his head, and stared at the direction of the old judge with the one-eyed one that was suspended above his eyebrows, and the blood light that emerged from it made the old man's heart chill slightly.

A blood-colored spell manifested above his single eye, and an invisible volley of great power appeared in the air, causing the old man's face to change slightly, and he raised his hand and used the judge's pen in his hand to outline a mirror-like line in the void.

There was no divine light on the blood-colored spell, only an invisible fluctuation that rippled from the void, but when it touched the magic mirror in front of the judge, it shifted its direction, and I don't know where it was moved.

The shadowless and invisible power made the old man's face completely change, and when thousands of swords were slashed together, the power contained in them was also slowed down by three points, but even so, it also alluded to the strange person into a sieve.

"Cursed power?"

The old man looked at the strange figure that seemed to have been broken into pieces, the expression on his face did not ease in any way, and there was a bit of jealousy in his expression, and the judge's pen in his hand was outlined, and one after another spells glowing with black gas appeared on this void.

The spell that emerged this time, whether it was the size or the power contained in it, was far from being comparable to the weapon and blade just now, and it was obvious that this old man was also really moving.

As the spell took shape, the shadows solidified, and looking at everything that manifested between heaven and earth, one finally understood why he was called a judge.

What are they?

The guillotine knife, the bone-piercing needle, the shackles and chains, the hot oil pot, the churning pool of blood, and the five yin horses that tore people apart have manifested one after another.

And the pattern of the magic mirror that just reflected the invisible power in the air also slowly emerged, and the condensed law realm was not a single mirror, and there was an ancient Xuantai under it.

And on the platform, there are three ancient characters that exude an aura that leads straight to the netherworld.

Evil Mirror Table!