God-level Punishment System

In the marginal region, the spear that haunted the spear appeared again and again, and every time it appeared, it would surely take the life of a realm-level powerhouse. It gradually became a terrifying biography and a nightmare for those powerhouses in the marginal region. News From the southernmost place, all the way to the extreme north desert.

Those saint realm warriors in the marginal area still don't feel very strong, but those realm-level powerhouses who have always been high above them have become panicked all day long.

They found that the long spear seemed to be focusing on the realm-level powerhouse, and seemed to be disdainful of the saint realm martial artist, and as long as the spear appeared, no one had survived.

"Where the **** came from?"

The master-level powerhouses in the realm feel very cold.

They are not kind, but fierce and evil, but facing the spear like the **** of death, they are also afraid.

"Hurry up, give me quick!"

On an island surrounded by black water, a bald old man is red eyes, roaring and constantly urging hundreds of holy warriors on the island to be busy. An extremely complex killing formation is gradually taking shape, and the island is gradually rising and rolling aura. It was as if a stone crusher kept rolling over, making a rumbling sound, resounding like thunder.

"Don't forget the restrictions on your body. If I die, none of you will survive."

The bald old man still seemed to think that the movements of the saint realm martial artists were too slow. After the killing formation was completed, he also prepared several big killers, which would take a long time to complete.

Holding the blueprint of the formation in his hand, he commanded the sacred warriors to separate their heads. His face was full of anxiety. From time to time, he suddenly turned his head back and looked behind him. The appearance of all soldiers is extremely funny, but he himself He didn't notice it, but violently urged those saint martial artists on the island to speed up.

"The Killing Star appeared in the south half a month ago. It is very likely to find me. He must complete the killing array and arrange several big killers before he appears to have any hope of survival..."

The old man thought in his heart.

He felt like a spear tip had been pushed onto his back, and it might appear at any time.

Once it appeared, it would be a catastrophe of life and death. In order to survive, he had already desperate for everything.

...In a gorge thousands of miles away from the island, four figures gathered together, and the breath that each figure exudes was extremely terrifying.

They are all realm-level powerhouses, and there are only four of them in the entire canyon. The canyon is shrouded in a faint light, shielding all their breath, and the four of them are hiding in the dark underground.

"With the formation I laid out, and then the cluster is hidden, and no one knows that we are here, that person will definitely not find us, so don't worry."

One of them spoke confidently.

"Even if he finds out, what if the four of us join forces, he will never have a chance!"

The other person also hummed coldly.

But having said that, there was still a trace of anxiety on the faces of the four of them. They were always paying attention to the surroundings with their hearts and minds. They did not dare to relax at all. They did not even dare to practice, because they were afraid that it seemed evil. The dreamlike spear appeared, and he couldn't react in time.

In this case, time is extremely difficult.

"If this continues, when will we be tall? We can never hide here forever!"

After a long time, another person spoke.

Most of the time, they are silent, and only occasionally talk in low voices after feeling too depressed.

"Don't worry, I have arranged for people to rush to Wanyinglou with treasures. Soon the killer of Wanyinglou will be dispatched. With the means of Wanyinglou, that person will definitely be beheaded."

...In the middle of a barren mountain, a black shadow is hiding its figure, flying towards the center of the continent.

"This fringe place is too crazy, I tried to return to the Nine Sword Sect to be punished, and I don't want to stay here anymore..."

The man stared at the front, and as a realm master class powerhouse, a thick look of exhaustion appeared in his eyes.

I really don't know how long he has escaped like this.

He is a realm master class powerhouse, but he dared not fly, rushing on the ground, and through the sparse forest, his heart was hidden.

He was originally a disciple of the Nine Swords School. He escaped from the sect only because he made a big mistake. Instead, he broke through to the realm of the realm master in this marginal place. When he realized that this marginal place was his hall, the killing star was abrupt. Appeared, madly beheading the realm master-level powerhouse. Hearing the news of the death of a realm-level powerhouse who was not weaker than himself, he was frightened and never wanted to stay in this marginal area anymore. .

Although he made a big mistake in the sect, he can still be punished at the most when he returns to the sect with his current level of cultivation. The sect will never kill him, but staying in this marginal area is life and death. Unexpectedly.

"When did such a ruthless man appear on the mainland?"

He also had doubts in his heart.

The person appeared too suddenly, and his strength was astonishing, but the martial arts he used didn't look like any other force, and he couldn't see the history at all.

...Between the three mountain peaks arranged in the shape of a product, a dark three-story attic is suspended in the air. Above the building, chains with the thickness of arms extend out and are nailed into the attic of Zheng Na of the three peaks. It's just a few meters in radius and two meters high, which is very clever, but once you enter it, there are special holes and it is very vast. The area of ​​each floor is several kilometers in radius.

In the central hall on the first floor, more than a dozen people wearing black robes and black iron masks sitting on Qizheng's body exudes aura, all with a hint of coldness, making the hall in the hall. The air is extremely cold, like a cold winter.

Sitting at the top of the head, a person wearing a blood-red robe and a blood-red mask slowly swept his eyes in the hall, looking at the seven or eight places that were vacant in the hall, after a slight silence, he condensed and said:

"It's been almost 30 years that you haven't recruited you like this. I think everyone knows what it is for, right?"

The breath of those black robes condensed slightly, and they all lowered their heads in silence for a long time without speaking.

"You have eight black faces dead in the hands of that mysterious man. Some of them are just right, and some of you were killed when they were stalked because they accepted the mission."

The man in the scarlet mask spoke.

Those black-robed people heard the blood robe's forgiveness, and their breath became more and more low.

"But for more than half a year, in this fringe region, more than 30 master-level experts have died in the hands of the [biqudao.xyz] people."

"Ordinary Sun-Moon realm masters can hardly stop him from a shot. He is unpredictable and difficult to trace. What do you think?"

The man in the blood-robed voice asked in a deep voice, his eyes gradually became cold when no one spoke.

As a killer organization, the dead are normal, and they have never thought about revenge, but now in the marginal area, many master-level powerhouses have united and paid a huge price, asking him to take action in Wanyinglou. If they do not accept This task, I am afraid that it will be difficult to gain a foothold in the marginal region in the future. If they accept the task, if they can't complete it, then their sign will be smashed.

"Perhaps only if the blood-faced lord comes out in person, he can feel certain."

After a long time, a black-robed man spoke slowly.

The blood robe's breath couldn't help but condense slightly, and then muffled and said:

"Even if the four of us shot, there is no guarantee."

There are four levels of Assassins in Wanshade. Those below the realm level are ordinary black-robed assassins. The master of the stars is a black-faced assassin. The master of the sun and the moon wears a blood-colored mask with a **** face. As for the host, he is a golden face. .

Those black-robed people couldn't help but stare slightly, you Sun Moon Realm Masters are not sure, then what can we do?

"Now there is only one way, ask the landlord to leave the customs, he will decide it himself!"

The man in the red robe said slowly.

After the blood-robed people shuddered slightly, they immediately shook their heads.

"That mysterious man's cultivation method is too weird. It can be shot directly from dozens of miles away, and the host can't do it. It is true that only when the host is asked to go out can you be fully confident."

"The strength of the original poster is comparable to that of the realm master. If he leaves the customs, the mysterious person will never escape death."

"Yes, if you can ask the original poster to exit, the current situation will be solved."

Those black-robed people spoke one after another, and many people seemed to be secretly relieved.

The pressure that the mysterious person brought to them was really too great, the kind of magical and no means, even more weird than their assassination methods in the Wanying Tower, they were assassins, walking outside during this period of time, they were all afraid.

"Then take out your shadow order, the four of us all agreed to ask the landlord to leave the customs, and now eight of them are dead, so you must all agree before you can open the landlord's retreat. Please the landlord to leave. "

The man in the red robe spoke.

The original poster had already told them before the retreat, as a last resort, not to disturb him, and left a prohibition in the retreat. Only the majority of black and **** consents can be opened with shadow orders.

Those black-faced killers just want to solve the mysterious person as soon as possible, and the entire fringe area is theirs again. There is no need to have that kind of fearful life, and there is no need to bear the pressure from those strong people in the fringe area. The reason for agreeing is to take out his shadow order without hesitation.

Just over ten minutes later, in front of a black iron gate on the third floor of the Wanying Building, shadows carved from spars were embedded in the grooves on the gate. After a few breaths, the gate vibrated and slowly rose. At the beginning, a huge dim space gradually emerged.

"Humph!"

A soft hum came from the dim space, with a hint of icy anger.

"What's the matter?"

The quiet voice floated slowly.

Outside the door, whether it was the black faces or the four red faces, his eyes were slightly narrowed.

In the dim space, a huge breath slowly approached the door, like a dark cloud covering the sun.

"I was so helpless to disturb the host in retreat, please forgive me."

The four red faces standing high in front of the black face killer also bowed their heads in fear.

Although they are also the Lord of the Sun and Moon, if the landlord kills them, they probably have no chance to resist.