Rao is an antique who has lived for 900 years, and he was also punished very lightly.

The bronze coffin shook violently, obviously the divine cultivators inside were angry.

After a while, the divine cultivator calmed down and sighed, "You don't have a choice, this divine weapon is not so easy to destroy." ”

The sword flower wielded by Xing Zhen became more and more mature, and it became more and more comfortable in the thunder.

He smiled: "There is a leyline fire source here. ”

The meaning of the simple sentence is obvious, I will throw the punishment into the magma, and I will not give you an old immortal.

One sentence choked the guy in the coffin speechless.

Xing Zhen suddenly smiled evilly: "Answer me a few questions, maybe I can discuss it with you." ”

The shaking bronze coffin gradually stabilized, and the old voice said: "Ask, it's not a big secret that can be answered." ”

Xing Zhen was not ambiguous, and asked, "Who are you?

Shen Xiu said bluntly: "It doesn't hurt to tell you, I am Zhuo Hu, from Qingyang Sect." ”

Xingzhen was shocked, and it was really related to Lao Xiucai. Suddenly confused, do you want to look at Lao Xiucai's face and take this Nine Realms Divine Cultivator away.

Xing Zhen is a guest from another country who has just arrived, and he can leave with the natives of the Seven Killing Blessed Land. As for whether he can take the former guest away, he is really uncertain.

"Why are you stuck here?"

"I'm not trapped here, I escaped on my own. At the mention of this, the cultivator was angry and his voice roared.

Xing Zhen secretly thought, is there a hidden secret? You might as well ask more.

"I'm also a stranger, so I can take you away. ”

"Hmph, it's impossible, Yuan Chungang won't let me out. ”

Zhuo Hu replied like this, and Xing Zhen immediately thought that he had a grudge against Yuan Chungang.

scolded against his will: "It's Yuan Chungang again, there are him everywhere, and I was beaten by him and lost my memory." ”

Zhuo Hu didn't care: "Boy, your measurement is not smart enough. Everyone knows that Lao Xiucai and Yuan Chungang are brothers, and without Lao Xiucai's consent, how can you be allowed to enter the Seven Killings Blessed Land. ”

Xing Zhen retorted: "You are wrong, there are many people who have entered the Seven Killing Blessed Land this time, and Lao Xiucai will not embarrass me as a little guy." ”

Xing Zhen swore an oath: "I can be sure that I didn't deceive you." ”

Zhuo Hu struggled for a moment before he spoke: "I know you want to trick me, so it's okay to tell you." I am a disciple of Yuan Chungang, and I stole the sword spectrum drunk sword of the Qingyang Sect. ”

"Before I had time to cultivate, I was discovered by Yuan Chungang. Afraid of being killed by him, he threw the drunken sword and sword spectrum to Longxingzhou and Longqizhou respectively. ”

Taking advantage of the fact that Lao Xiucai and Yuan Chungang were not paying attention, they secretly ran into the Seven Killings Blessed Land. No matter how smart they are, they can't imagine that I will hide under their noses. ”

"Hmph, if you practice a drunken sword for me, you must go back and kill Yuan Chungang. ”

Zhuo Hu in the coffin suddenly wondered: "Hey, your swordsmanship is a little familiar!"

Xing Zhen was shocked by waves of truth, but fortunately, since he came to Furnace Mountain, he has never used the three styles of Kaishan, Zhenhai and Breaking the Sky. And Yuan Chungang is also enough, which disciple of a martial artist is a god cultivator.

Let this old guy know that his boxing technique was taught by Yuan Chungang, and he had to kill himself at all costs.

Xing Zhen nodded perfunctorily after rejoicing: "I see." ”

Zhuo Hu asked: "I told you everything, it's time to agree to my request, right?"

This time, the punishment was quite refreshing: "You made a heavenly oath, as long as you swear not to kill me, I will hand over the punishment to you." ”

Zhuo Hu also has his calculations, only saying that it is true that he will not kill, but he does not say that he will not be crippled or beaten to death.

You can also beat this guy to death every day.

Zhuo Hu solemnly said: "If Zhuo Hu violates his oath, he will be killed by Heaven immediately." ”

"No, you have to bring your parents. "The punishment is really urging.

"Bastard, my parents are dead. ”

"You have to bring it, or I'd rather ruin the punishment. ”

Now the punishment is Zhuo Hu's only reliance on leaving the Seven Killing World, and there is no room for any loss.

He compromised and added a sentence to the Heavenly Dao Oath.

"No, bring your wife, son, brother, brother, and sister. "The punishment is really unrelenting and continues to add weights.

Fortunately, there is a coffin board to block it, otherwise you will definitely see Zhuo Hu with a crooked nose.

The Nine Realms Divine Cultivator seemed to be aware of this, and said angrily, "You are delaying time. ”

The true strength of the punishment is weak, and the thunder he pulls is far less than that of the artifact and many high-grade swords. After this delay, the thunder slowly receded.

As Xing Zhen and the Nine Realms Divine Cultivators had predicted, the artifacts and nearly 10,000 top-grade swords were completely destroyed.

Xing Zhen became more and more calm, and scolded secretly: "People are old and fine, it's really hard to fool." ”

Then he smiled and asked, "Is it useful for me to delay time? Will I be able to slaughter you by delaying time? Don't blame me for repenting and throwing the punishment into the leyline fire. ”

What Xingzhen said is reasonable, and Zhuo Hu has no way to refute it. Without the hope of killing the world, only punishment remains.

endured the thousands of prairie horses in his heart, and made up for all kinds of relatives and friends after compromise. Worried that Xing Zhen was temporarily interested in adding some others, fortunately, he also counted all the relatives and friends he could think of.

In the end, I really couldn't think of anyone else who could add it, even the next-door neighbor and the playmates who had urinated on the kang together since childhood.

He doesn't care if these people are dead or alive now, anyway, he really doesn't know the punishment.

Xing Zhen nodded and praised: "It's very good, the son can be taught." ”

The coffin board couldn't be suppressed, and inside was an old guy who was more than nine hundred years old. was ridiculed by a young man of eighteen or nineteen, and his old face had no place to go.

Xing Zhen ignored it and said, "Goodbye." ”

"Huh," Xingzhen pulled out his legs and ran into the depths of the thunder.

"Little bastard, why are you going, I've already sworn it. Zhuo Hu finally couldn't help it, opened the coffin board and jumped to his feet and scolded.

Standing up was an old man in the twilight of his life, and the old man had lost all his teeth.

Xing Zhen replied from afar: "I didn't make a heavenly oath, and if I want to regret it, I will regret it." ”

"You guessed it, I repented, and I kind of came in and killed me, or waited for me to throw the punishment into the leyline fire. ”

Zhuo Hu in the twilight was furious, "Ahhhh ”

He had a vicious eye and saw the difference in punishment. It's not far from an artifact.

It is impossible to cultivate an artifact in the Seven Killing Worlds, even if the treasures brought in by other villagers, the highest level is nothing more than a demiartifact.

The punishment is a freak, able to burst out the power of an artifact, but the grade is not even as good as a demigod. Table Lake has waited more than nine hundred years.

According to the time of the trapped dragon world, he entered the Seven Killing Blessed Land two thousand years ago. I sealed it for an unknown number of years, and only after feeling the large array formed by this natural terrain did I wake up.

In the endless years, this was the first special weapon he had ever seen, and the only treasure that could help him return to the Trapped Dragon World.

He is not afraid of punishment being destroyed by magma, he can see that he is not afraid of thunder, and he is not afraid of the earth's veins and fire.

But he could not tolerate the punishment being thrown like lava, and his old body could not withstand the burning of the leyline fire.

The punishment can be unharmed, but he Zhuohu can't.

He waited too long, his life was about to end, and he didn't have time to wait any longer. Seeing Xing Zhen rushing into the interior of the thunder to find the leyline fire channel, Zhuo Hu was almost crazy.

He rushed in desperately, concentrating on all opportunities, and thundering with his physique alone. Let the thunder fall, and the flesh and blood of the body are suddenly blurred.

If the punishment is really here, it will definitely be horrified. Zhuo Hu is not only a divine cultivator, but also has a strong and terrifying physique, which is even more terrifying than Liu Shun.

Yes, Yuan Chungang's apprentice, how can he be a general. Zhuo Hu is one of the few Shenwu double cultivators, to be exact, the apprentices of Lao Xiucai and Yuan Chungang, otherwise how could he steal the drunken sword and sword spectrum.

Zhuo Hu's body continued to be injured, and more and more blood flowed. With the passage of life, the wrinkles on the dry old face deepened at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Xing Zhen was in a dilemma, and he Zhuohu also had no choice. At this time, he finally remembered that Xing Zhen was playing with a drunken sword.

It turned out that he had been played with by Xingzhen, and his state of mind that had been aggrieved for nearly a thousand years collapsed in an instant.

"Ahh Ignoring the oath of heaven, it is really difficult to understand the hatred in my heart if I don't kill and punish.

When his body was hit by thunder, dozens of holes, large and small, finally reached the edge of the pit where the leyline fire was.

As for the furnace that was built, it had long been wiped out in the thunder.

At this moment, the thunder subsided, the dark clouds dissipated, and the sky returned to clearness. The mountain is no longer a mountain, almost level with the ground at the foot of the mountain.

Furnace Mountain, which has been banned for 80 years, has just been lifted a few days after the ban was lifted, and the mountain is gone.

Zhuo Hu raised his head and scolded angrily: "Damn God, you are also against me." I insisted on getting to the place, and you actually stopped the thunderstorm. ”

"Boom" A black thunderbolt descended on a sunny day, and it slashed straight at Zhuo Hu's head.

The unlucky old man immediately shut up, not daring to release the opportunity to resist, so he could only resist with his physique.

With a click, Zhuo Hu's skull shattered, his head broke and his blood flowed, and his body was also slapped into the earth by thunder, leaving only one head exposed.

This time he was honest and didn't dare to curse. was hit this time, but it was unexpectedly sober a lot.

After waiting for a long time, the sky did not reflect, and then carefully climbed out.

It was not light to be tossed by the torture, and after he was killed by the thunder, his strength was greatly reduced.

There is not much life left, and I dare not squander it at will. After burrowing into the hole, he was cautious, for fear that the damn Xingzhen would attack and kill him.

The entire mountain was flattened by thunder, but the cave that contained the leyline fire sank as a whole. The distance between the entrance and the bottom of the cave is still 800 zhang.

When Zhuohu sank to two hundred zhang, he vaguely heard the angry scolding of the young man below.

"There are too few stones, I'm going to smash the punishment into the bottom of the lava and piss the old bastard. ”

Zhuo Hu was indeed itched by the roots of his teeth, and couldn't help but speed up his sinking.

When it sank to four hundred feet, the sound of the young man's chirping became clearer and clearer, and the light of the fire was faintly visible.

When he sank two hundred zhang, the young man's chatter was crooked like a knife, stabbing into Zhuo Hu's heart.

The entire cave was filled with fire, and the flames rushed upwards with a rumbling sound.

Zhuo Hu's face changed drastically, and he really threw the punishment into the magma, and his Nine Realms Divine Cultivation couldn't do anything.

There was a loud boom, the sound of a boulder throwing into magma. The fire was full of flames, and it was splashing magma.

Being in a hot area, Zhuo Hu's heart is cold. His hatred is monstrous, and not killing is really not enough to relieve hatred.

At the bottom of the cave, I am glad that the magma has returned to its original heat. Leyline fire originates from the ground and can be replenished continuously.

With the punishment in hand, Xingzhen chopped down the boulders and threw them into the magma. The stone was burned into nothingness near the lava, and there were not many sparks.

While Xing Zhen threw the boulder, he kept throwing talismans into the air. The talisman exploded, and the flames surged.

This is the result of the fact that he has been locked in his room, imitating the runes of punishment and researching.

The power is not weak, but it is far from enough to deal with Zhuo Hu. Now use the talisman as a prop and make a big spark out.

Xing Zhen estimated the time, and silently read in his heart: "For whom is the sword?"

"Two masters!"

"Why did you come out of the sword?"

"Seven kills the world. ”

"Right or wrong to draw a sword?"

"No problem. ”

After asking and answering himself, the punishment in his eyes was excellent, and he looked up and vaguely found a black shadow in the firelight rushing towards him.

Xing Zhen suddenly exerted his strength, jumped up high, and shouted angrily: "Punishment, break!"

The heavy sword slashed out, and the crimson sword gang stirred with it. The magma beneath him seemed to be eclipsed by the sword.

After a sword, there was silence in the cave.

With a "poof", the powerless Xingzhen fell to the rock.

laughed and laughed at himself: "Senior Yuan, I'm sorry, I used the power of punishment again." ”