Purgatory

Chapter 302
Inside Pang Jian.

The "Shen Pond of Creation" used to store qi and blood surged violently, and suddenly a thick blood mist was drawn out to support the newborn bee chrysalis.

"Hell Soul Bee."

Looking at the transparent wings in the Sea of ​​Consciousness, while the rest of the bee was shining golden, Pang Jian thought deeply.

Kaz, the wood clan in the outer domain, the god of the jungle he believed in, attached the divine consciousness to the wood sculpture and tried to infect his sea of ​​consciousness, but he didn't call out the words "hell soul bee".

This time, in the forbidden land deep in the mist, the God of the Jungle told the origin of the bees in horror.

There was something strange about this matter.

At that time, didn't you recognize it?Haven't figured out the origin of bees?
After thinking about it for a while, I came into contact with bees and insects again in the forbidden land in the strange fog, and only then did I confirm that the bees and insects were the so-called Hell Soul Bees?

Is Hell, like Purgatory, a similar world?
If the golden bee worms came from Hades, but Purgatory doesn't, why can they appear in the Worm Valley of the Cenji Mountains?
"It's just a matter of getting a giant dark anaconda from the fifth realm of eternal darkness. Although the mysterious turtle and the eclipsing vine have bigger backgrounds, they are all strange species that exist in purgatory after all."

"Bee bugs, golden ones, are products of foreign lands, which is a bit shocking."

The more Pang Jian thought about it, the more shocked he became.

Subconsciously, he touched the "gate of purgatory" on his chest, secretly suspecting that this thing could penetrate the boundary wall of purgatory and reach other worlds similar to purgatory.

Otherwise, there is no way to explain the origin of bees.

outer sky.

Flowing fire sputtered outwards, and jet-black ships with serious damage in many areas flew towards the volcanic seat, where the ground was filled with fiery magma streams.

Wrapped in a pitch-black cloak, the hunchback image of an alien alien god floated a jet-black ship in one hand.

The cloak, which is swaying wildly without the wind blowing, is connected with novel worlds. I don't know how many alien creatures who believe in him send a ray of power through the air.

He flipped the silver trident casually, and galaxies formed across the sky, covering the void behind him.

The emergence of a strange force that distorts the void makes those gorgeous galaxies seem to turn the space into stacks.

As a result, Fu Wangchen and Zhuang Yuyan, who were in the concentration state, could no longer lock on to his soul projection.

"rise!"

The general of the ghost clan who seemed to be one with him shouted loudly.

In the forbidden jungle, swamp, wilderness, valley.

"Hoo! Hoo hoo!"

Hundreds of strange alien races, including those on chariots, those on white horses, and eight-armed giants, were sucked out by the gradually expanding black cloak like rust being pulled by a magnet.

Those alien races clinging to the cloak looked like insects, following him and the battleship away.

After a while.

"Shh!"

As soon as he entered the fiery broken ground, his huge soul projection, the jet-black ship he supported, and the many alien races wearing cloaks disappeared without a trace in an instant.

For example, from one world, directly into another world.

"The picture we see may not be the truth."

Qi Qingsong said in astonishment.

He stood on the Black Iron Mountain, no matter how carefully he looked at the broken ground with many volcanoes, he could not see the ghost clan's ship, nor could he see the image of the alien god.

Zhuang Yuyan hovered in the sky with her sword, she turned around and looked at the peerless genius who had absorbed the ancient gods into his body and closed even his third eye, and said, "Fu Wangchen, can you see anything unusual?"

At this time, the barren realm monks riding the golden roc fell on the giant birds one by one.

The golden roc birds turned into drops of golden divine blood in the blink of an eye, melting into the sea like raindrops, and melting into the crystal divine bones again.

"I can't see either."

Fu Wangchen shook his head.

He counted the number of people, and said in a deep voice, "We killed 13 people in battle."

A majestic man, stationed with a blue iron pillar, said in a voice like a mountain avalanche: "But we also killed several times more ghosts!"

He frowned thickly, and said again: "It's just that they are much stronger than the ghosts we hunted and killed in the fifth realm."

The Desolation Realm is a powerful sect in the first realm of purgatory. They will organize their disciples from time to time to go to the fifth realm of eternal darkness to experience.

Therefore, most of the practitioners in the barren land have come into contact with foreign races.

Of course, they have hunted and killed a lot of ghosts, so they didn't take it too seriously.

As a result, 13 people were killed.

"This is the true power of the ghost race."

A woman with black hair tied up with bird feather bones interjected: "Those ghost races suppressed by us in the Fifth Realm, in an environment of eternal darkness, with poor supplies, will never reach their height of combat power."

"No. If the third and second realms are also captured by alien races from the lower realm, the warriors of the Celestial Clan, Ghost Clan, and Demon Scale Clan should be able to restore their original strength."

"It's only now that I know that the purgatory world we live in is just a world in the vast world."

"Yes, we are not unique, let alone the most favored by God."

Only after contacting people from other worlds, these practitioners who came from the barren land, realized that they were not the protagonists of the world.

They chattered with emotion.

"Brother Fu, what should we do next?" Lu Jie, who was in the barren land, looked at the other three mysterious fragments from a distance, and asked, "Do you want to go over there immediately to investigate one by one?"

Fu Wangchen was silent for a moment, and said: "First, we must first find out the broken ground under our feet."

"Alright."

Lu Jie agreed, and immediately waved to Heitieshan, saying, "Come to our Tianpeng battleship."

On the ship of the ghost clan, they fought side by side with Qi Qingsong and others, destroyed one after another of the black crystal cannons, and killed many ghost clan soldiers together.

Although it was the first contact, the battle has narrowed the distance between them.

"No, we're going down." Qi Qingsong waved his hand with a smile and explained, "We have friends in the forest below."

Black Iron Mountain went straight to the dense jungle.

"Can you hold on?"

Zhuang Yuyan came down on the way, looked at Fang Boxuan whose waist and abdomen were bleeding profusely, and said, "Why don't we leave you on the Tianpeng battleship in the barren land? The people over there slaughtered ghost warriors with you, so they should be willing to accept you."

Fang Boxuan, who was pierced through the stomach and intestines by the sharp blade of the ghost clan and was using the blood moon secret technique to heal his injuries, said with a gloomy face, "Is it interesting?"

Fang's family was exterminated, and Li Chu, Mozong, and Heigu in the barren land were all inseparable.

Fu Wangchen is also Li Chu's disciple, letting him go to the enemy's ship to heal his wounds is more uncomfortable than killing him.

"There is something I want to tell you, and I plan to talk to my junior brother later."

Zhuang Yuyan swallowed a Soul Cultivation Pill, and under Fang Boxuan's puzzled gaze, said: "Don't worry, we'll talk about it later."

"Dong Tianze, are you okay?"

Qi Qingsong glanced at the pale-faced owner of Heitieshan, and said, "There is a strong ghost clan who tried to infect you with sorcery. Your situation was not right at that time."

Dong Tianze said with a gloomy face, "It's nothing."

After hesitating for a few seconds, he said again: "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Qi Qingsong smiled brightly, and said: "The matter of Bagua City will be written off."

Dong Tianze said: "Okay."

When he was infiltrated into the sea of ​​consciousness by several ghost warriors with a strange spiritual illusion, Qi Qingsong dragged those ghost warriors into a terrifying dream with the enlightened dream sword conception.

He also escaped unharmed.

Dong Tianze, who has always been a loner and never fit in with others, is the first time he has joined forces with so many people to fight against the enemy, and it is also the first time he has been rescued by his companions in battle.

This strange and novel feeling made him a little dazed.

Shaking his head slightly, he shook off the distracting thoughts in his mind, and with gloomy and cold eyes, he inspected anyone he could see.

"Who will it be?"

Dong Tianze felt a little uneasy.

During the battle, he sensed another reporter with the Tianfeng seal showing a strong killing intent towards him.

But he didn't know who the other party was or where the other party was hiding, so he could only be sure that he was also from Purgatory.

"We came here on a sword boat together, and we hope to go back on a sword boat together."

Qi Qingsong smiled, told Dong Tianze not to be too nervous, and pretended to be cool and said: "You should also be aware that the ghost race, and those strange races from outlands, are not as scary as we imagined."

Dong Tianze nodded, still vigilantly looking around.

"There are still three worlds, and there are more unknown dangers..." Fang Boxuan smiled wryly.

"Well, I know, come on piece by piece."

When Qi Qingsong spoke, the Black Iron Mountain also fell to the middle of the forest.

"Little Junior Brother, are you alright?"

Zhuang Yuyan landed first.

She glanced around and saw the shriveled corpses that had been pricked by branches in mid-air. Her gaze finally fell on Katz, and she said solemnly, "Only one member of the Mu clan killed hundreds of them relying on this forest?"

Chang Li nodded: "That's right."

"He is a level [-] Wood Warrior." Xiao Yu added in a low voice.

"Well, that's a little tricky."

Zhuang Yuyan came over, knelt down to look at Katz's face, and released a ray of consciousness to investigate.

She was expecting that if this person still had a remnant soul, and wanted Dong Tianze to carry out a soul search, she shook her head regretfully.

"Junior Brother, what have you discovered?"

She looked at Pang Jian.

"No."

Pang Jian grabbed the black gauze that had been removed from Katz's body, and while pouring the blood of the beast into his mouth, he felt the strangeness of the gauze.

At this time.

Wu Yuan from the Demon Sect, and Chen Lushi, who had changed into another robe, also approached from afar.

Chen Lushi, who had been severely injured by Pang Jian, adjusted her mood behind the tree, as if nothing had happened.

Standing side by side with Wu Yuan, she looked as cold as ice, and became taciturn.

Because she already knew now that the bloody creator of this forest—Mu Clan Kazi—was beheaded by Pang Jian alone.

Recalling the attack she suffered just now...

There was a lot of resentment in her heart, but she held it back forcefully, not daring to provoke again.

"boom!"

Fu Wangchen in the barren land suddenly fell from the sky and hit the ground like a heavy stone.

Wearing a coir raincoat woven with white feathers, the tall and handsome Fu Wangchen looked at the black gauze in Pang Jian's hand and said, "Can I give up my love for this thing?"

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ps: There are three updates today~
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