"Is this the place where the Great Evil King is? Sure enough, it's the evil of the evil!" Seeing hundreds of monks in the valley chanting around a stone Buddha, but they couldn't resist the tremor in the base of the stone Buddha, the spectacular scene made the emperor extremely excited.

The silence in the hands of the imperial shadow did not know whether it felt the master's fighting intent or the evil intent of the great evil king, and trembled unexpectedly, and the tremor sound was endless, as if it was chirping happily.

"The perseverance of Buddhism is really admirable. Nie Feng looked at the monks who were working hard to suppress the Great Evil King, and silently cheered for himself in his heart: "Don't worry! After this battle, you don't have to bear this kind of fatalistic austerity again, and this responsibility will be handed over to me!"

In the other direction, the Iron God who held the Heavenly Sin in his hand had a dead face, obviously struck by the terrible scene in front of him. Don't blame him, the iron god originally thought that Heavenly Sin was the most evil weapon in the world, but he found that the place where the Huolin Sword Evil Gate in Broken Wave's hand was no longer under it, although the change of the Huolin Sword was not as good as that of Heavenly Sin, but it was much more powerful. At this moment, seeing the more evil king, a righteous heart was quite hit.

"The gods lock the Quartet, and fight to provoke the evil among the evil. Hmph, aren't you convinced?" Broken Wave held the Huolin Sword in his hand, as if he was talking to his beloved partner, "I'm not convinced either!" But Master said, you are not a fierce soldier, but a berserker! Then let's let the Great Evil King see how crazy the Huolin Sword is!"

Outside the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations, the people within a radius of dozens of miles had already been moved away by the Xuantian Sword Sect, and in the vast and silent area, a monk, an old man and a young swordsman, were firmly walking in the direction of the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations.

Keng——

Seeing that the heroic sword was unsheathed abnormally for half a minute, Nameless looked at the sky, and slowly said to his disciple: "In this area. There are actually seven breaths that are no less than the heroic sword! Huh? How can there be a strange divine weapon?"

If Luo Xuan heard the nameless words, he would definitely praise "What a heavenly sword". Because in addition to the heroic sword, the divine soldiers in the field do have seven handles: the Great Evil King, the Peerless Good Sword, the Sword of Defeat, the Fire Lin Sword, the Silence, the Heavenly Sin, and the Snow Drinking Knife.

What's even more powerful is that Nameless actually felt the extraordinaryness of the Heavenly Sword! It is true that although the Heavenly Sword is also a divine weapon, it is compared to all kinds of weapons in this world. Both the sharpness and the solidity of the sword are far inferior.

But the difference is that the Heavenly Sword has accompanied Luo Xuan through many worlds, and it has also run through the pulse of the entire Heavenly World, which is a proper treasure of luck.

The chanting of the monks in the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations is faster than in the past, and there are still more and more cracks in the stone body of the painstaking Buddha statue, which is precarious.

In this difficult situation, almost all the monks have fallen into a state of colorlessness, thoughtlessness, and emptiness, and it has become instinct to recite Buddhist scriptures to convey Buddhist principles, but they do not know whether it is good or bad.

After all, although the spirit of the monks has reached the state of dreams, their bodies have also reached a state of exhaustion.

"Masters!" Nie Feng couldn't bear it. Jumping out, he stood on the high platform where the Buddha statue of Painstaking Buddha was, looked around, and shouted loudly, "Take a break! Next, hand it over to the Xuantian Sword Sect!"

The monks were ignorant, ignorant and unheard, and still recited the scriptures.

The benevolent Nie Feng was at a loss, the spiritual will of this group of monks had all been used to suppress the Great Evil King. It seems that entering the state closest to the "Buddha" is actually the same as falling into an illusion.

Seeing that the fierce spirit of the Great Evil King is becoming more and more intense. It didn't take long for the monks in the field to be destroyed along with the painstaking Buddha statues.

"Okay. Nie Feng remembered Luo Xuan's words, and without hesitation, his chest suddenly collapsed! The next moment, a storm broke off in the field, and the center was Nie Feng, a young man in his early tens.

Nie Feng's chest suddenly bulged violently-

"Wake up!"

The roar was deafening. Thick and restrained, like Huang Zhong Da Lu, vibrated in the valley, even the air vibrate, and for a time all the monks fell into a state of ignorance. Huo Ran opened his eyes!

"Om-ma-ma-what--horn-mi-huh!"

This time, the roar, as if 10,000 catties of explosives were exploding in the field, was deafening, and after the whole range was distributed, it was as if a shock wave swept through all the monks, from the inside out, and fell to the ground one after another!

Nie Feng shook the audience with the tiger roar method in the White Tiger Sutra!

And at this moment, the Buddha of Painstaking Mind seemed to have completed the last task, and it shattered in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, it became a piece of rubble.

Step Shocking Clouds, Imperial Shadow, and Iron God stepped forward, and inserted the peerless sword, the sword of defeat, the silence, and the heavenly sin into the four corners of the stone box that suppressed the Great Evil King-

Divine soldiers lock the Quartet, challenge the evil among the evil!

Without any foreplay, as soon as the four fierce soldiers took their positions, they erupted with an incomparably vicious momentum, and the great evil king's fighting desire/hope accumulated after being suppressed for many years was even more endless, and the power of the uncontrolled murderers broke out that the celestial phenomena of the entire valley changed!

The quiet scene of the wind and clouds a moment ago is already in a hurry, flying sand and rocks, and the sound of rolling thunder in the clouds is non-stop, and even the air has begun to fill with an ominous atmosphere!

"Amitabha!" The nameless master and apprentice finally arrived.

Looking at the monk who collapsed on the ground, he sighed and said, "Master Luo, what do you mean by this?"

"Ahh Bu Jingyun's current swordsmanship realm is higher than the original mortal, and he can feel the sword intent that echoes heaven and earth on Nameless's body even more.

Nie Feng preemptively said: "It's not a false master, this is what I did, if the masters continue to suppress the Great Evil King, I am afraid that there will be more evil and less luck." That's why I stuned the masters. ”

"The roar just now, was it you who made it?" Nameless looked in disbelief, looked at Nie Feng, and then looked at Jian Chen, how did he feel that other people's children were so strong?

Unlike Nameless who noticed Nie Feng, Jian Chen came to the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations, but the first thing he noticed was Bu Jingyun. Although Bu Jingyun's talent far surpassed Jian Chen, and he had also defeated Jian Chen in swordsmanship, but at that time, Jian Chen released water when he competed with swords. After all, if you want your master to take Bu Jingyun, a child whose family is ruined, as an apprentice, you always have to highlight the other party's swordsmanship talent, so Jian Chen often deliberately hides it in the process of competing with Bu Jingyun, although Bu Jingyun's performance is amazing, Jian Chen didn't see the gap with Bu Jingyun for a while.

But now, Jian Chen, who was holding the Hero Sword, looked at Bu Jingyun who was standing next to the peerless good sword and the sword of defeat, but he felt that the other party's momentum was like a mountain like a mountain, like an abyss like a sea, and Bu Jingyun's strength seemed to be hidden in the fog, and he couldn't see it clearly.

What made Jian Chen depressed was that it was not only Bu Jingyun, but also the young man who had just opened his mouth and carried a treasure knife on the side, and the red-haired boy holding a fiery red sword in the distance!

The first time poor Jian Chen went out with the hero sword, he saw an insurmountable opponent, and there was more than one. This kind of blow, how can Jian Chen, who has always thought of himself as the pride of the sky, withstand it?

Ringless pointed to the four corners of the stone box and said, "If you didn't want to release the Great Evil King, how could you put the monks of the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations in danger?" )