Wang moved his hands to stroke the scythe that had no demonic energy over there, and his heart was eager to try, and a lewd smile appeared on his face.

"Hehe, it's funny that this scythe can shrink as this Soulsnatcher gets smaller......"

"If this weapon is used by me to use the Purification Dafa, what amazing changes will happen......

Wang Dong glanced at the Soul Reaver Scythe sitting in the distance, "This guy seems to be indifferent to his weapon......"

"Could it be that he had already noticed my little move and deliberately let me do it......"

"I guess this guy is too idle...... I finally had someone with me...... Anyone who has been imprisoned for thousands of years will become like this......"

"Okay...... It's up to you to perform as your brother......"

Because he already had the experience of transforming demonic energy, Wang Dong was already proud in his heart.

He stroked the magic scythe weapon with a pair of big hands, constantly urging the Purification Dafa......

The swarthy scythe seemed to have some luster under the caress of Wang Dong's big hand.

With Wang Dong's continuous efforts, the originally dark magic scythe turned into a shining aura-filled scythe.

In the hollow eye sockets of the Soul Reaver Scythe in the distance, the green ghostly fire was constantly jumping, incomprehensible, incomprehensible.

"What's going on...... How did my weapon become like this......"

Listening to the Soul Reaver's bewildered question, Wang Dong said with a straight face: "I told you that there is a problem with your weapon...... No, you see, the outside is nothing but an illusion...... Your weapon has already been dropped......"

The ghostly fire in the eye socket of the Soul Reaver Scythe burned even more violently......: "Ahhhh This group of Terran monks is really despicable and shameless...... I've always felt like my cultivation was declining, I see...... The spiritual power in this weapon has been corroding my cultivation ......"

Wang Dong nodded and said, "The big guy is right, it's true...... I'll take care of this weapon for you...... Otherwise, these filthy auras will hurt your ...... boss."

The Soul Reaver Scythe nodded, "Are these auras useful to you?......"

Wang Dong blinked his eyes and showed an innocent expression: "Big guy, even if you give me more aura...... I'm not even 1/10,000th of your cultivation!"

The Soul Reaver laughed and said, "You little thing, it's kind of interesting......

"If Ben Shuai goes out, I will definitely let you be a dog leg and enjoy the endless glory that Ben Shuai has given you......"

Wang Dong smiled obscenely: "What the big guy said is very true, I will definitely follow the big guy and never leave the left and right ......"

The Soul Reaver laughed, and then went to the middle of the hall, and sat cross-legged, as if closing his eyes to recuperate, watching the ghost fire in his eyes burn a little slowly, and it also dimmed a lot.

Wang Dong's heart was full of joy, the material of this magic sickle had never been seen before, and after the transformation of his purification Dafa, this weapon had become a material like a top-grade spirit stone.

Wang Dong stroked the smooth, crystal clear sickle weapon, and tears flashed in his eyes: "This Purification Dafa is good!666...... In this way, a demonic weapon was transformed into a weapon containing super spiritual power......"

Wang Dong tried to extract the spiritual power from the sickle weapon, and carefully touched it......

The rich spiritual power in the sickle weapon rushed out directly, and Wang Dong's face was flushed.

"Oops...... This spiritual power is too strong...... It's a bit of a top!"

"It's too violent...... Too proactive......"

Wang Dong hurriedly channeled those spiritual powers into his third acupuncture point, and only by filling the endless space here with spiritual power could he inject new star power.

After the power of the stars here has covered the spiritual power, it can break through to the fourth acupoint.

The infinite space in this third acupuncture point is much larger than the second acupuncture point......

Wang Dong always understands why Brother Zhu wants to do everything possible to absorb spiritual power - Nima, this exercise is a bottomless pit, okay!

Entering the storage ring with his divine thoughts, he spied that Brother Pig was still asleep, and Wang Dong's heart was much more settled.

No matter how dangerous it is here, after all - Brother Pig is still with him.

......

Ten Thousand Traces Valley - at the junction of Xisha Xinjiang and Beihan Palace, because of the deep ravine like a moat, it has also become the boundary between the two places.

This is said to be an ancient battlefield in the battle between humans and demons, and countless monks and demon corpses are buried in it.

In the ravine, unfathomable, the aura is disordered, and the monk cannot even fly in the air nearby.

At some point, there will be a terrifying wind howl blowing at the bottom of the valley, like a dementor in the Nine Shadows, which makes people shudder.

It's a forbidden place, and there are few people nearby.

However, today, more than a dozen rays of light suddenly flew from a distance, disrupting the peace here.

"Master, there is a lot of evil wind here...... The spiritual power in our body is not stable......"

Man Sandao snorted coldly: "Wide noise......"

"The Demon Dao of the Demon King Sect is already ready to open the seal inside, but you, as an elder of this sect, are looking forward and backward here...... Convicted!"

The Tenth Elder of the Immortal Sword Sect trembled and said, "Master, I'm just confused for a while...... I know ...... wrong."

Mansandao said with a face of vicissitudes: "This cultivation world was originally eventful, and now there are demon cultivators like the Demon King Sect...... If you don't get rid of it early, it will become a great disaster in the future!"

At this time, the Great Elder of the Immortal Sword Sect, Li slowly saluted and said, "Master, this Valley of Ten Thousand Marks has always been very evil, which is not conducive to the exertion of the original strength of decent monks such as us, and under this abyss, no one has ever penetrated into ......."

He muttered, "Master...... Could this be the trick of the Demon King Sect to attract us into this abyss, and it will never be seen from the light of day!"

The three swords of the barbarian thought deeply: "Anyway, the three of you, the Great Elder, the Second Elder, and the Third Elder, are the strongest, and follow me into this Heavenly Trench Land." ”

"The rest of the people are waiting nearby to prepare to answer, and if they see the signal of this door, they will make a decision!"

Everyone in the group replied: "Command ......"

......

The three swords of the barbarian took the Benmen Li and waited for the three elders to descend into the sky together, and entered the unfathomable abyss.

The seven Immortal Sword Sect elders who were on standby above the Valley of Ten Thousand Traces all had worried expressions on their faces, and they watched worriedly as the head of the sect and the others entered the unfathomable darkness.

Dark......

Dark......

It's still dark......

The three blades of the barbarian used spiritual power to inject into their eyes, and they could still only see a meter beside them.

Immediately, he stopped wasting his spiritual power, because he knew that there was still a tough battle to be fought in the future.

The three elders followed the three swords closely, the evil wind gusted in their ears, their bodies were constantly falling, the swords under their feet became swaying, and it became a little difficult to fly in the air.

The three blades of the brute stomped on the Shattering Sky Crazy Knife under their feet, flying in the sky, rushing to the bottom of the unfathomable valley.

I don't know how long time has passed, and Man Sandao feels that he has forgotten the time, and there is still darkness around him except for darkness.

Finally, after a long, long time, he felt the sound of weapons hitting the ground.

"Did you hit the bottom?"

He took out a shining pearl from the storage ring, and immediately saw it five meters around.

Although he was in a hurry to enter the Valley of Ten Thousand Marks this time, he had brought everything he should have bringed.

For example, this brightness is like a shining pearl in the daytime, far better than the ordinary night pearl in the fairy world a hundred times!

However, in this abyss, you can only see five meters.

A moment later, the three elders also flew with their swords and floated down around the light.

Man Sandao looked at the corpses all over the ground at the bottom of the valley, frowned, and said, "Everyone be careful, follow me!"

The bones under his feet were lightly stepped on by a few people, and turned into ashes and fluttered up.

"Ahem......"

Several elders couldn't help but cough.

As he walked, he observed his surroundings, and the two sides of this deep ravine were symmetrical and smooth......

Cut open like a sword!?

The more he looked at it, the more frightened he felt, could it be that the legend was true?

This Valley of Ten Thousand Traces is just the power of that earth-shattering sword!?

Thinking of the legendary Patriarch Li Xiaoyao, who destroyed the Demon King with one sword, the three swords of the barbarian were extremely admired in his heart.

That's the legendary Mahayana realm, the realm that is out of reach......

Great Elder Li slowly saw that the head of the sect was losing his mind looking at the smooth stone wall, and he couldn't help but stop.

That earth-shattering sword intent still deeply shook the hearts of several people thousands of years later.

"So strong!