The huge judge's pen suddenly appeared, and with it was an extremely strange aura.

This breath cannot be created by any immortal law, only those things related to reincarnation can be contaminated, and it is the qi of fate judgment that belongs to the Great Dao of Reincarnation!

Although compared to reincarnation itself, this judge's pen is still too far away, so the breath of fate judgment on it is very light and light. However, this aura of fate judgment that could not be lighter could still instantly bring an invisible pressure to all the monks present, and even Huan Yin couldn't stay out of it.

The reason is very simple, after all, everyone present, whether it is the people and horses brought by Huan Yin, or the monks of the Eleventh Hall, are all subordinate to the Hell Dao, and they should be punished in the eighteen layers of hell according to the will of reincarnation. Now that they have escaped, they are violating the will of samsara, and the qi of fate's judgment can naturally make them feel as if they are under heavy pressure.

The power of this breath is the transcendent power of the six realms of reincarnation, and even the lord of the realm is difficult to control. If it weren't for the judge's pen being a magic instrument used to record the reincarnation of sentient beings, I am afraid that it would definitely not have the slightest breath of such an atmosphere.

So, after the appearance of the judge's pen, all the monks in heaven and on earth, without exception, suddenly tightened their hearts. Even if they were in the midst of an endless fierce battle, they all subconsciously distracted and cast their eyes towards the judge's pen in the air.

And these gazes, whether they linger for a long time or retract in the blink of an eye, have changed from initial surprise to final fear.

This fear, which comes from the depths of the soul, is instinctive and cannot be removed. Even if it is as powerful as Huan Yin, his face may be silent, but in fact, there is a faint fear in his heart.

"Something big is going to happen......" At this moment, the thought suddenly occurred in the hearts of all the monks. The appearance of the judge's pen on this demon cultivation sea is no different from the change of color of heaven and earth and the reversal of wind and clouds.

The next moment, the lightning sword that Huan Yin shot out finally pierced the sky, and hit the judge pen out of thin air. Only a loud "boom" sound was heard, and the sword was suddenly subjected to strong resistance, the light swayed wildly, and the lightning on it burst out with sparks, scattering in all directions.

However, Rao used the current cultivation of Huan Yin to cast such a sword, and after the sword power completely dissipated, everyone found that the judge's pen did not move at all. Even on the cyan barrel that was cut, there was not even a trace left.

"Is it finally here?" At this moment, Huan Yin's face had become extremely ugly, and a pair of eyes were staring at the judge's pen, but he didn't dare to act rashly for a while.

After three breaths, the judge's pen was completely condensed. So, in full view of everyone, it actually flew to the sea on the periphery of Chaos Demon Island on its own, drawing a circle around the entire Chaos Demon Island.

The sea is constantly moving, and the current is constantly changing. To draw a fixed ink blot on the surface of the sea with a pen is like a dream.

However, this time, as the huge judge's pen continued to move, there were indeed thick cyan ink stains on the surface of the sea, and no matter how the sea water fluttered and rolled, or even the waves hit, the ink would not dissipate at all.

In less than twenty breaths, the judge's pen started from the starting point, and after drawing a circle, it went around again. And when Huan Yin took a look, he found that the circle drawn by the judge's pen was so large that it actually included the entire sea area near Chaos Demon Island!

"Hum!" the judge's strokes were round, and suddenly a voice rang out around the Chaos Demon Island, pouring into the ears of all the monks present. And at this moment, the aura of reincarnation fate judgment was even stronger, and all demon cultivators were even more nervous in their hearts.

Cyan light emanated from the ink, and soon formed a circular light curtain around the Chaos Demon Island, completely surrounding the entire Chaos Demon Island.

Then, the originally low light curtain climbed wildly, heading towards the sky, and soon rushed into the sky, and even Huan Yin couldn't see its end.

At this moment, the entire Chaotic Demon Island and its nearby sky and sea were suddenly surrounded by a cyan light curtain that could not reach the top. And in Huan Yin's perception, he found that this light curtain was not only extremely strong, but also able to isolate the divine sense!

Under the stroke of the judge's pen, it turned out to be a terrifying cage, completely isolating the battle of this piece of heaven and earth from the outside world!

"Hmph, if you really came, do you still know that you shouldn't show up on the Demon Cultivation Sea like this?" By now, Huan Yin was completely sure of the speculation in his heart. He also knew that the cage drawn by the judge's pen was so that what was about to happen would not be known to outsiders.

After the light curtain was fully formed, the judge's pen moved again. It floated into the air, and suddenly pulled out a streak of cyan ink that was a hundred feet long in the air. The ink was thick and stretched across the void, like a shocking scar, like a bottomless crack.

"Thorn!" a shrill voice suddenly came from the hundred-foot-long ink, as if something was being torn.

Then, Huan Yin saw with his own eyes that the ink was really like a crack, and he didn't know what strange force pulled it apart!

So, the crack was gone, and there was something in the air like a monster's mouth. The huge mouth was hideous, and the dense monks standing in it almost instantly stopped the entire battle!

Those monks, it seems, are only four or five hundred, which is nothing compared to the number of monks on Chaos Demon Island. But their aura was strong, and they soared into the sky, as if they were not on the same level as the demon cultivators who were fighting around them.

In particular, the cold murderous intent emanating from them shows that they seem to have been doing that punishment and killing all their lives. It was as if being an executioner was their eternal duty.

And the most terrifying thing is the judge uniform monk who stood in front of everyone. This person's aura is even stronger than Huan Yin and the demon body. Moreover, there seems to be an inexplicable rule around him, which makes him stand in this side of the world, like a master, with the thought of life and death!

Finally, the battle between the entire heaven and earth completely stopped, and even the battle between the heavens and the earth cultivators was forced by the momentum of this group of monks who suddenly appeared, and they retreated separately.

However, what can be seen is that the bald boy's face has a sense of surprise, and there is even more awe and hiding. Obviously, this group of monks who suddenly appeared, he recognized, I'm afraid the relationship is not simple!

"Pen come!" In the middle of the huge mouth, the judge monk stretched out his right hand and waved at the judge pen from a distance.

And with his move, the judge suddenly shrank rapidly, and flew straight towards his hand. By the time the judge's pen was the size of a normal brush, it had been grabbed by the man and held it tightly in his hand.

The Judge's Pen is an ancient artifact, and only the Ten Palaces of Yama and the King of Jizo are qualified to control and use it. And at this moment, when the monk in the judge's costume held the judge's pen, not only did everyone not feel the slightest inappropriateness, but suddenly felt that it should be taken for granted.

A temperament that crushes everything and despises everything appears after the man holds the pen. It was as if he was the king of this hell, the master who was enough to decide the fate of all the demon cultivators present!

The fear from the depths of their souls grew in the hearts of every demon cultivator, and if they couldn't see the origin of the large crowd of people that appeared at this moment, then they were afraid that they had been wandering in hell for so many years.

It's just that they can't figure out why today's battle can lead to such a terrifying existence. It seems wrong to participate in today's battle.

"Yes...... It's the Tenth Hall Yama Wheel King and his troops. He...... Why are they here!" Finally, someone couldn't help it, and shouted with great fear and tremor in his voice.

And after such a shout, all the demon cultivators present suddenly had a complete explosion of fear in their hearts, and some even collapsed directly to the ground. Even those powerful earth cultivators in the air, there was obvious fear in their eyes when they looked at the Wheel King.

The Wheel King's face was calm, and he didn't see the slightest joy or anger, but his eyes swept and looked at everything here. And when his name was called, anger suddenly appeared on his face. Obviously, in this kind of place, he didn't want his identity to be revealed.

"Kill these demon cultivators, don't let anyone live!" the Wheel King finally spoke, and the words he uttered made everyone's faces suddenly change even though the bald boy who had been happy before!