Chapter 832 The King of the Wheel of Time Appears!

The huge Judge's Pen suddenly appeared, and with it came an extremely strange aura.

This aura could not be created by any immortal method, and only those things related to reincarnation could be contaminated. It was the aura of fate judgment that belonged to the great road of reincarnation!

Although this Judge's Pen was far inferior to the reincarnation itself, the aura of fate judgment on it was very faint. However, this aura of fate judgment, which could not be any fainter, could still instantly bring an invisible pressure to all the monks present, and even Huan Yin could not stay out.

The reason was very simple. After all, all the people present, whether they were the people brought by Huan Yin or the monks of the eleventh hall, were originally subordinate to the hell, and should be punished in the eighteen layers of hell according to the will of reincarnation. Now that they have escaped, they are against the will of reincarnation, and the aura of fate judgment can naturally make them feel as if they are under heavy pressure.

The power of this aura is the transcendent power of the six reincarnations, which is difficult for even the Lord of the Realm to control. If the Judge's Pen was not a magical instrument used to record the reincarnation of all living beings, it would definitely not have such an aura.

So, after the Judge's Pen appeared, all the cultivators in the sky and on the ground, without exception, suddenly felt nervous. Even if they were in a fierce battle to the death, they all subconsciously distracted their attention and cast their eyes towards the Judge's Pen in the air.

And these gazes, whether they stayed for a long time or were withdrawn in the blink of an eye, all turned from the initial suspicion to the final fear.

This fear came from the depths of the soul, and it was like an instinct that could not be removed. Even a great man like Huan Yin might be able to keep a straight face, but in fact, a faint fear was growing in his heart.

"Something big is going to happen..." At this moment, all the cultivators had this thought in their hearts. The appearance of the Judge's Pen on this sea of ​​cultivation and magic was no different from the change of color of the sky and the earth and the reversal of the wind and clouds for them.

The next moment, the sword light with lightning that Huan Yin shot finally broke through the sky and hit the Judge's Pen that appeared out of thin air. There was a loud "boom" and the sword light was immediately met with strong resistance. The light swayed wildly, and the lightning on it burst into sparks and scattered everywhere.

However, even with Huan Yin's current cultivation, after the sword power completely dissipated, everyone found that the Judge's Pen did not move at all. Even on the green pen 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 his eyes were fixed on the Judge's Pen, but he did not dare to act rashly for a while.

After three breaths, the Judge's Pen was completely solidified. So, in full view of everyone, it actually flew to the sea outside the Chaos Demon Island and drew a circle around the entire Chaos Demon Island.

The sea water was floating and the water flow was constantly changing. To draw a fixed ink mark on the sea surface with a pen is simply like a fool's dream.

However, this time, as the huge judge's pen kept moving, a thick green ink mark was left on the sea surface. No matter how the sea water floated and rolled, or even the waves hit it, the ink mark would not dissipate at all.

In less than twenty breaths, the judge's pen started from the starting point, drew a circle and then circled back. When Huan Yin saw it, he found that the circle drawn by the judge's pen was so large that it actually included the entire sea area of ​​​​10,000 feet near the entire Chaos Demon Island!

"Buzz!" As soon as the judge's pen drew a circle, a sound rang around Chaos Demon Island and filled the ears of all the cultivators present. At this moment, the breath of reincarnation fate judgment became more intense, and all the demon cultivators became more nervous.

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

Then, the originally low light curtain climbed up crazily, heading towards the sky, and soon rushed into the clouds, and even Huan Yin could not see its end.

At this moment, the entire Chaos Demon Island and the sky and sea nearby were suddenly surrounded by the blue light curtain that was so high that the top could not be seen. In Huan Yin's perception, he found that this light curtain was not only extremely solid, but also able to isolate the divine consciousness from detection!

With a stroke of the Judge's Pen, it turned into a terrifying cage, which completely isolated the battle in this piece of heaven and earth from the outside world!

"Humph, you really came, but you still know that you shouldn't show up in the Demon Cultivation Sea like this?" By now, Huan Yin was completely sure of his guess in his heart. He also knew that the cage drawn by the Judge's Pen was to prevent outsiders from knowing what was about to happen next.

After the light curtain was fully formed, the Judge's Pen moved again. It floated into the air and suddenly pulled out a blue ink mark that was a hundred feet long in the air. The ink was thick and stretched across the void, like a shocking scar, or a bottomless crack.

"Sizzle!" A harsh sound suddenly came from the hundred-foot-long ink, as if something was being torn apart.

Then, Huan Yin saw with his own eyes that the ink actually turned into a crack, and was pulled apart by some strange force!

So, the crack was gone, and there was something in the air that looked like a monster's mouth. The huge mouth was ferocious, and the densely packed monks standing in it almost stopped the entire battle in an instant!

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

Especially the cold murderous intent emanating from them, indicating that they seem to have been doing the punishment and killing all their lives. It seems that being an executioner is their eternal duty.

The most terrifying one is the monk in judge's clothes standing in front of everyone. The aura of this person is even stronger than Huanyin and the demon body. Moreover, there seems to be an inexplicable rule around him, which makes him stand in this world like a master, with life and death at his will!

Finally, the battle between the whole world stopped completely, and even the battle between the heaven and the earth was forced to separate and retreat by the momentum of this group of monks who suddenly appeared.

However, it can be seen that the bald boy's face has already shown surprise, and there is even more awe hidden. Obviously, he recognized this group of monks who suddenly appeared, and I am afraid that the relationship is not simple!

"Pen!" In the huge mouth, the monk in judge's clothes stretched out his right hand and waved at the judge's pen from a distance.

And with this move, the judge shrank rapidly and flew straight into his hand. By the time the Judge's Pen became the size of a normal brush, it had already been grabbed by the man and held tightly in his hand.

The Judge's Pen is an ancient artifact, and only the Ten Kings of Hell and Ksitigarbha are qualified to control and use it. At this moment, when the monk in the Judge's costume held the Judge's Pen, not only did everyone not feel anything wrong, but they felt it was natural.

A temperament that was enough to crush everything and despise everything appeared after the man held the pen. It was as if he was the king of this hell, the master who could decide the fate of all the demon cultivators present!

The fear from the depths of the soul grew in the hearts of every demon cultivator. If they still couldn't see what the large group of people who appeared at this moment were, then they were afraid that they had been in hell for so many years in vain.

But they couldn't figure out why today's battle could actually trigger such a terrifying existence. It seemed wrong to participate in today's battle.

"It's... it's the King of the Tenth Hall of Hell and his troops. He... why are they here!" Finally, someone couldn't help but shouted with great fear and trembling in his voice.

After shouting like this, the fear in the hearts of all the demon cultivators present suddenly broke out, and some even collapsed directly on the ground. Even the powerful earth cultivators in the air looked at the King of the Wheel with obvious fear in their eyes.

The King of the Wheel had a calm face, without any joy or anger, but his eyes swept around, looking at everything here. But when someone called out his name, his face suddenly showed anger. Obviously, in such a place, he didn't want anyone to call out his identity.

"Kill these demon cultivators, don't let any of them live!" The King of the Wheel finally spoke, and his words made the bald boy who had shown joy before suddenly change his face!

I had a serious illness during the National Day and was bedridden, so I haven't updated it. I feel better today, I will try my best to write, sorry everyone.