In the deepest part of the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range, the peaks of the ten thousand feet high reach into the sky, and the black clouds on the top of the mountain roll, from time to time they split down lightning as thick as a dragon, making a shuddering thunder.

There are no trees here, and the blood-red rocks everywhere are the main color, and it is said that the stones here are stained red with blood, but it is unknown whose blood it is.

There is a smell of gore everywhere, full of primitive and bloody style.

Suddenly, a stream fell, and five figures appeared on the blood-red rocky ground, which were none other than the Nine Burial Sword Saint Ye Fan and others.

As soon as he landed, Ye Ling looked for a crack in the rock with a pale face.

"Wow", a burst of vomiting, it seems that even the day before yesterday ate vomited.

Zi Mo and Ye Fan were better, but their faces were slightly pale.

Ye Fan looked around and couldn't help but sigh at the magnificence here, the blood-colored mountain peak was not far in front of them, and Ye Fan couldn't see the whole picture at all.

Zi Mo was also very curious to observe the surroundings, but the strong smell of blood emanating from here still made her frown.

It doesn't smell very good.

"Senior, this is here?"

The Nine Burial Sword Saint looked at the blood-colored mountain peak and said slowly, "The deepest part of the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range, this mountain peak is the Divine Blood Peak that is said to be watered by the blood of the Divine Beasts. ”

"Divine Beast!?" Ye Fan was startled.

With Zi Mo's popularization of science to him in the past few days, he knew that above the real beast, there was a more terrifying beast species, and to that point, the beast species could swallow the sky and eat the moon, with boundless power and vast magical powers.

They swim above the nine heavens and lurk in the abyss of the deep sea, and this beast species is called a divine beast.

"There's a real smell of blood here. Yefan nodded.

He asked, "Senior, what should we do?"

The eyes of the Nine Burial Sword Saint quietly stared at the blood peak that pierced into the black clouds, as if he wanted to see through the clouds, he slowly spit out a few words, "Beast Slayer King!"

"Beast Slayer King?!" The surprise in Ye Fan's heart at this moment was beyond measure.

What kind of existence is the beast king, only the seventh-grade true beast can be called the beast king, and the existence of that level, just blowing a breath can make a true source realm powerhouse disappear, not to mention the Ye Fan in the early stage of the True Dan Realm.

The Nine Burial Sword Saint seemed to see what Ye Fan was thinking, and he added, "I look at the celestial phenomena, I am afraid that the beast king here has declined, and his life is short, and we will work together, there is still a chance." ”

"I... Wait?"

Not to mention anything else, he himself was an ant-like existence in front of the Nine Burial Sword Saints, what could he do to help.

The Nine Burial Sword Saint smiled, "Here, it's not just a bunch of us!"

As his words fell, yellow smoke billowed from the sky, hitting them like a monstrous river.

Ye Fan only felt a little suffocated, and hurriedly pulled Zi Mo and Ye Ling behind him.

"Hahahaha, you idiot came early enough?"

In the yellow smoke, there was a long roar, as if it came from the sky, and the ears of the shocked Yefan were buzzing.

Seeing that the yellow smoke was about to attack, the Nine Burial Sword Saint stood in the air, and a Ling Tian sword intent seemed to cut the sky open, forcibly splitting the yellow smoke and dust.

As the smoke cleared, a group of people appeared in front of them again.

The leader was an old man in a yellow robe with a smile on his face, it was Zheshan, and behind him there was a group of young people, about a dozen of them, including a middle-aged man, adding up to a total of fourteen.

When the yellow-haired old man saw the Nine Burial Sword Saint, he smiled and clenched his fists, "I haven't seen you for many years, but your stupid sword qi is getting more and more powerful." ”

The Nine Burial Sword Saint also snorted lightly, "Aren't you old guy idle?" What's the matter, Huang Laishan doesn't want it?"

As the ancestor of Huanglai Mountain, it is obviously not in accordance with the rules to go out of the mountain in person.

However, the yellow-haired old man didn't have the slightest embarrassment at the question of the Nine Burial Sword Saint, and he smiled, "It's just quiet and moving, besides, you're here, why can't I come?"

The Nine Burial Sword Saint snorted coldly and ignored him.

Yefan and the young man brought by the old man in the yellow robe didn't interject, they all knew that the two people in front of them must be figures who had stood up to the sky, and the conversation between them was not the turn to interject.

Seeing that the Nine Burial Sword Saint ignored him, Zhe Shan smiled, and he also looked at the top of the mountain, and like the Nine Burial Sword Saint, his brows were also slightly furrowed.

The black clouds on the mountain peak became more and more dense, and there was an eerie death in it, but at the same time, it seemed to be mixed with some rich breath of life.

"It's not good, it's not a way to go on like this, the one who plays the sword, how about the two of us give him a look?"

Qian Ling twitched the corners of his mouth when he heard this, "The sword-wielder... It is estimated that in the entire Wuluo Empire, those who dare to call themselves masters like this have been counting them with their palms, and the one in front of them must be one of them. ”

The Nine Burial Sword Saint also frowned slightly, and nodded after a while, "This is a solution, okay! Then give it to him first." ”

Zheshan smiled, "Okay! Let me see if you have grown as a sword-wielder." ”

The Nine Burial Sword Saint snorted coldly, and with a "poof", he pulled out the sword with nine stars on his back, then turned his head to look at Qian Ling, and said in a deep voice, "Apprentice, I have learned well, and I will teach you another trick for the teacher!"

"Yes, the apprentice must be watching carefully!" Qian Ling nodded, a little excited, although he had been following the Nine Burial Sword Saint for many years, he had really seen him shoot very rarely, so it was also a rare scene for him at the moment.

In the same way, Ye Fan naturally won't miss the show, after all, a master like the Nine Burial Seniors, any move can cause him a great gain.

The Nine Burial Sword Saint's eyes were slightly closed, he didn't look at it, he turned the hilt of the sword slightly, the sword in his hand emitted a crisp sword sound, and suddenly, the people present found that some of the swords they were holding in their arms were constantly trembling, as if they were worshipping the sword in the hands of the Nine Burial Sword Saint.

The saint of the sword should be worshiped by ten thousand swords.

Qian Ling's eyes flashed with a strong light, there was admiration, there was envy, but more importantly, his eyes flashed with unyielding and indomitable light.

Seeing that the Black Hair of the Nine Burial Sword Saint was fluttering, and his body was like a Dawn Divine Sword, the people present could not feel the existence of the Nine Burial Sword Saint's breath, they could only feel the existence of the sword.

"The human sword is one, this sword idiot is becoming more and more terrifying!" Zhe Shan's eyes on the side condensed slightly, to say that everyone present, only he could feel the terrifying aura on the body of the Nine Burial Sword Saint at this time.

He shook his head, "But for now, we must cooperate, otherwise the big thing will not work, and we will all die!"

Thinking of this, Zheshan stretched out his two hands, and the majestic true qi gushed out all over his body, like a monstrous momentum, the palm like white jade closed and slowly pressed down.

At this time, people were surprised to find that there seemed to be two huge palms in the sky, faintly echoing the hands of the yellow robe Zheshan, exuding a terrifying aura, and the peaks were trembling faintly.

At this moment, the Nine Burial Sword Saint moved, he rose into the air, and swung out a sword, the sword light that emanated was like a silver sky and a bright moon, exuding a dazzling light, and he shouted violently, "Tianxing is angry!"

A white light flashed out, and he saw an indomitable sword aura mixed with the monstrous sword intent of the Nine Burial Sword Saint and slashed straight towards the blood peak.

And just as the Nine Burial Sword Saint swung out that sword, the hand of the yellow-robed ancestor Zheshan also pressed down fiercely.

"Heaven is in the air!"

As Zhe Shan drank lowly, the big hand trembling in the air pressed straight down towards the blood peak, like a divine punishment.

When the two forces fell on the mountain peak at the same time, the entire Ten Thousand Beast Mountain Range seemed to be silent for a moment.

Immediately after, a breath of destruction erupted from the top of the mountain, and a powerful energy fluctuation raged.

As everyone saw, the mountain peak was first split by a sword, and then it was smashed down by the big yellow hand, which was directly smashed, and then a huge stone rolled down from the mountain peak.

The Nine Burial Sword Saint and Zheshan hurriedly protected their backs with their True Qi to prevent them from being injured by the rolling stones.

The two old men glanced at each other, and an unusual light flashed in their eyes.

At this moment, there was a shocking roar from the black cloud, and under the light of lightning, Yefan seemed to see something above the cloud.

It was a real horror, and Yefan even felt like it was getting a little hard to breathe.

With this Ling Tian blow from the Nine Burial Sword Saint and the Heavenly Blocking Hand Ochre Mountain, the changes in the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range were declared to have completely erupted.

The forces of all parties are not far from here, and they have rushed over one after another.

On the other side of the mountain, less than a hundred miles away, a huge black shadow like a mountain is also rushing towards this place non-stop, and every step it takes, it is like a tsunami of the mountain.

It was an orangutan, covered in black hair, a mountain-like body that was thousands of feet tall, its eyes radiated a bright moon-like light, and its two forearms were stretched out with huge bone fangs, and the muscles of its body made him full of wild and violent aesthetics.

It heard the powerful fluctuations coming from the blood peak in front of it, and it raised its head to the sky and roared, smashing its fists into its chest in anger, and someone had reached the peak before it.

It immediately picks up speed.

Because of this big drama, there should be a share of it.