Emperor Jiuyin

In Killing Valley, hundreds of flowers are blooming in the valley, but outside the valley is very barren, full of dim wilderness, with strong winds and rolling yellow sand.

A small river slowly flowed out of the Killing Valley, and it stopped flowing within half a mile.

It was not drowned by the rolling yellow sand, but cut off by the warriors blocked outside the valley.

Looking around, the densely packed warriors were like locusts spread over thousands of miles, and the entire Killing Valley was surrounded by these warriors from all directions.

The cultivation levels of these warriors are not all at the same level. The weak ones are only in the Ruowu realm, and there are also many high-ranking Saint Lords and Dragon Lords.

There is even one person who is actually a master at Tianjun level.

But they all have one thing in common, that is, they will never step into the Valley of Killings.

Most of them are entrenched in their own territories, meditating and practicing, with solemn and solemn expressions and extremely focused.

But there are also many people who are whispering about the Killing Valley in their spare time.

"I don't know when I will be able to see Lord Sessho. If I can see him, I won't have any regrets even if I die."

"Bah! What are you saying to be depressing? I don't want to die. I want to become a disciple of Lord Sessho. Only in this way can I die without regrets. No, there will be regrets after death. After becoming a disciple of Lord Sessho, I Don't die either." A young man said loudly.

However, his words were met with ridicule and ridicule.

"You brat, why do you want to fall into the eyes of Lord Sessho? Don't daydream. Lord Sesshou is one of the four overlords who stand at the top of our Western King Realm. Think about it for yourself. What is your identity? Yes. I like you? It’s a joke.”

"Hmph, heroes don't care about their origins. My martial arts talents are astonishing to the ancient and modern, but you are just ignorant." The young man raised his head and said very confidently, "As long as Lord Killing King is willing to show up, I will definitely not be buried."

"Zhengu Shuojin?" The warriors around him couldn't help laughing, "Are you still shocking Gushuojin? Boy, you have been practicing for eighteen years, right? Now you are only a first-order warrior. Whose talent is here? Not better than you?"

"Don't hit him like this. It's normal for him to daydream that he is a big shot who will shock the past and the present."

"It's a pity that now that I've woken up from the dream, Zhen Gu Shuo Jin has turned into shit."

The warriors around him scolded the young man mercilessly.

The young man snorted coldly: "How can sparrows know the ambitions of swans? They are just a bunch of frogs in a well. I am too lazy to talk nonsense with you. Anyway, whether you believe it or not, I can guarantee that as long as Lord Killing King is willing to show up, he will definitely take a fancy to me. Not you frogs in the well."

Normally, this young man would have been beaten to the ground long ago, but a group of warriors sat here day and night, just to absorb some of the killing intent emanating from the Killing Valley, and then learn some secrets from it. wavv

This kind of life is extremely difficult, and this young man is regarded as a clown for fun. It would be good to bicker with him for entertainment from time to time.

A short middle-aged warrior next to the boy pointed at the sky and said, "Boy, do you see that? That young man in the sky."

The young man raised his head and looked at the indifferent young man in purple, with confusion on his face, "You see, what's wrong? Is he handsome? Why are you looking at him?"

"You brat, he's not even qualified to be the disciple of the King of Killers. Even if you struggle for another 100 million years, there's still no hope."

"Who is he? Is he worthy of being compared with me?" the young man said disdainfully, "The Slayer King looks down on him because he has poor qualifications. If he had a talent like mine that shocked the past and the present, he would have entered the Slayer Sect long ago. , we have to wait until now.”

As soon as the young man finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed.

"ah……"

An inexplicable force pushed him into the air and flew in front of the young man in purple.

The young man in purple stretched out his right hand and firmly held the young man's neck, his eyes were very cold. His name is Chen Bin, and he is the only expert at the Tianjun level.

He has been standing outside the Killing Valley for fifty years, with the purpose of worshiping King Killing as his teacher.

But he had never seen the King of Killings before, and he couldn't break into the Valley of Killings, so he could only wait outside the valley.

Hearing the young man's nonsense, Chen Bin was extremely unhappy, "Boy, what's your name?"

"Listen up, young master, my name is the God of Martial Arts, the Martial Arts of Martial Arts, the God of Heavenly Gods!" The young man seemed not to be afraid of Chen Bin at all and shouted loudly.

"God of Martial Arts?" Chen Bin was stunned for a moment. This name was really arrogant to the extreme. Even the emperor did not dare to call himself the God of Martial Arts. A brat with a talent as good as shit actually dared to call himself the God of Martial Arts.

It’s true that those who don’t know are fearless.

But this was not a name the boy made up randomly, his real name was indeed God of War.

"Boy, do you want to die?" Chen Bin said coldly, and the terrifying pressure directly acted on the Martial God's sea of ​​consciousness.

The God of War trembled all over, fear swept through his body, but surprisingly he did not give in, but roared: "What does it mean to bully others with power? You are a heavenly king, what does it mean to bully me, a warrior? A dignified heavenly king, actually with a If a warrior takes action, he won't be afraid of being laughed at."

"You smooth-talking boy, I will spare your life this time. If you dare to speak rudely next time, I will crush you to death even if you are an ant." Chen Bin said.

The God of War still looked stubborn, as if I am not afraid of you, but in fact he was so frightened that he almost stopped breathing.

How can a warrior not be afraid when facing a powerful person of Tianjun level?

Chen Bin was about to throw the God of War back to the ground when suddenly his heart trembled and he felt two unusual auras appear.

He looked up suddenly and saw two men.

A man in white clothes and black gauze, with a handsome face. The other one is as tall as a mountain and has an extraordinary majesty.

Chen Bin's hands kept trembling, and his usually expressionless face showed a rare expression of excitement and ecstasy.

The God of War thought that Chen Bin was going to kill him, so he shouted loudly: "Killing, killing, Master Tianjun is shameless, he wants to kill a Ruowu practitioner."

Chen Bin used his mental strength to seal the God of War's mouth, and knelt down in the void, "Lord Killing King, I have been waiting outside the Killing Valley for fifty years, and I finally have the honor to see your face."

"Woooooooooo..." Wu Shen kept struggling, and he was even more excited than Chen Bin.

"It's Lord Killing King, I finally see him in person, haha. Bastard, let me go, let me say a few words to Lord Killing King, I want to join the Killing Sect!" The God of War roared in his heart, but he just said no. exit.

"Master, who is he?" Li Hanxue looked confused.

The King of Killing Life said: "These warriors are all my followers. They want to join the Killing Sect, but it is not so easy to join the Killing Sect."

"Get up." Killing King said, "What's your name?"