Purgatory

Chapter 317 Ice Demon Nerves

Chapter 317 Ice Demon Nerves

Prayer altar.

The outer layer of cold fog covered the field of vision, but the cold fog surrounding the "Heart of Winter" was thin and indifferent.

Several other clan elders were successfully persuaded by the Great Elder's words.

Their longing for the outside world makes them forget about the so-called common belief.

"Don't blame me, it's too tempting for me to be able to break the heavenly barrier of the frozen land."

The great elder of the Ice Tribe, the shadow of the soul that appeared in Pang Jian's sea of ​​consciousness, sighed: "I don't have much time, if I can't leave this incomplete world, I will die of old age here."

"My ancestors, generations of sages of my Ice Clan, cannot escape this established fate."

"Your arrival made me see a hope, how can I not hold on tightly?"

Drops of icy teardrops, the remnant souls inside were burned, arranged in the void of Pang Jian's Sea of ​​Consciousness.

Gradually, all the crystal clear teardrops named "Winter's Tears" turned into five strange talisman runes.

The five big characters in the cold light hide the true meaning of extreme cold, like the ice demon's deep understanding of the laws of heaven and earth.

"Ice, Soul, Demon, God, Scripture."

There was a sharp voice, and suddenly said the five mysterious words word by word.

The great elder of the Ice Tribe quietly changed his color. He searched Pang Jian's vast sea of ​​consciousness, but he didn't know who was speaking.

next moment!
"Ice Soul Demon Nervous!"

Pang Jian's voice suddenly appeared, from soft to loud, as if it came from the sea of ​​consciousness and the sky.

"Ice Soul Demon Nervous!"

A dazzling golden lightning came suddenly, as if carrying a thunderstorm, it blew up many "Winter's Tears".

"You actually still have ideology that can function normally!"

The Great Elder was shocked.

In the form of the shadow of the soul, he landed on the ice and the magic word with his feet.

With such a disrespectful gesture, he aroused the divine power in those teardrops, and roared: "Ice freezes the soul!"

At this moment, what Pang Jian had felt in the land of praying for spirits, the extreme cold power that could freeze the soul, was released from the word "ice demon" under the feet of the elder's soul shadow.

The supernatural power of the Great Elder's soul rushed to all the golden consciousness in a cold current, trying to freeze the divine consciousness in it.

"I have the heart of the fetish Winter, I have a sixth-level bloodline, and my soul is far stronger than yours."

"Outsider, you can't resist me, obediently let me dig out the deepest secrets of your soul."

A chill of terror permeated all directions, covering all of Pang Jian's ordinary gray consciousness first, and then chasing those golden consciousness.

A roaring ice dragon, an ice phoenix spreading its wings, and a head of strange ice beasts are condensed by the extremely cold soul power released by the great elder of the ice clan. Their bodies are surrounded by more characters of ice, magic, ice, and soul. Seal script, which creates a terrifying power that strangles the souls of all living beings, and even wipes out the consciousness of divinity.

"call out!"

Those who flew by, originated from Pang Jian's golden consciousness, came and went like lightning in his own sea of ​​consciousness.

In an instant, he was far away from the "Ice Frozen Soul" soul technique released by the great elder, and avoided the impact of waves of extreme cold soul breath.

Wisps of golden lightning, while still flying, penetrated more "Tears of Winter".

Pang Jian seemed to be at ease.

"Master, if he dares to enter your sea of ​​consciousness, he is courting death."

The queen bee with a human face and a bee body suddenly appeared in Pang Jian's sea of ​​consciousness in the form of a bee soul.

queen bee.

Twelve golden bee insects, all in the form of bee souls, also surfaced in Pang Jian's sea of ​​consciousness.

The bees and insects looked at the teardrops called "Winter's Tears" with greed and longing in their eyes.

"I, and these little guys, are just physically fragile. Leaving the bronze medal, the worm body can't help being beaten, and it's easy to perish."

"When the body dies, the soul dies with it."

"Because our bodies are too weak, and because we are only good at soul fighting, we are called soul bees."

"But the sea of ​​consciousness he wants to enter, he wants to search for your soul memory..."

The queen bee sneered and mocked: "In the territory we are familiar with, and we fight in the way we are good at, we are not afraid."

"go with!"

The queen bee gave an order, and the bees began to bite the icy teardrops, annihilating the burning alien souls inside.

"Ice Soul Demon Nerve", these five fonts built with crystal teardrops were instantly disintegrated by bees and insects like a city collapsed.

The "Ice Frozen Soul" soul art of the Great Elder of the Ice Race was destroyed by the bees and insects in an instant.

"Master, what the teardrops really ignite is the divine consciousness of the foreign gods."

The queen bee said again with a stern face.

"Huh! Huh huh!"

The golden consciousness belonging to Pang Jian took the opportunity to shatter the frozen power condensed on his ordinary consciousness.

In an instant, all of Pang Jian's consciousness had resumed functioning.

"God manifests."

With a thought in his mind, he merged the golden consciousness with the ordinary consciousness and turned it into an illusory embryonic form of the soul.

A golden head, a gray and illusory body.

"What kind of monster are you?"

The shadow of the great elder's soul looked at Pang Jian, who had a golden head, and the queen bee, who was almost similar to Pang Jian, with a human face and a bee body, feeling like his spirit was about to collapse.

He never thought that there would be such a spectacle in Pang Jian's sea of ​​consciousness, and there would be such a large number of strange bees.

"Want to spy on my memory thoughts?"

The misty and illusory ghost of Pang Jian, watching the bees and insects nibble on the "tears of winter", watching the wisps of smoke disappear, said coldly: "Gods who dare to invade my sea of ​​consciousness will be strangled by hell soul bees, let alone It's you?"

As soon as this remark came out, the great elder of the Ice Clan suddenly knew something was wrong, and was anxious to leave Pang Jian's sea of ​​consciousness.

"call out!"

The queen bee shot at the elder of the Ice Tribe like lightning.

The shadow of the soul condensed by the great elder was cut into pieces by the queen bee's transparent wings, and it was instantly fragmented.

"A filthy soul, or a soul without divinity, is not eligible to be eaten by me."

The queen bee looked disgusted.

It was aware of the sea in Pang Jian, turned to look at the illusory and erratic Pang Jian, and said: "Master, I also gained a piece of Ice Soul Demon nerves."

As soon as the words fell, an exquisite method that was combined with soul and cold power was poured into Pang Jian.

"Soul art!"

Pang Jian immediately understood the mystery, and he had the memory of "Ice Soul Demon Nerve" in his mind.

Prayer altar.

The great elder of the Ice Tribe looked pained, and quickly let go of the hands on "Heart of Winter" and Pang Jian, bleeding from the corners of his eyes.

Blood quickly blurred his vision.

With his soul severely wounded, he adjusted himself, pointed at Pang Jian and shouted, "Kill him! Kill him quickly, he is a different kind!"

The other six clan elders who had been waiting for news and for him to figure out the truth in Pang Jian's mind were bewildered by his frightening behavior, but they did not kill Pang Jian as he said.

"Hurry up! It's too late, it's too late!"

The Great Elder roared with blood all over his face.

He also wanted to regroup and kill Pang Jian with his own power, but his condensed soul had been torn apart by the queen bee, so he didn't have enough soul power to control his own power.

His soul and body are now in a half-separated state.

"what happened?"

"Great Elder, from the depths of his soul, have you learned the secret you want?"

"If he dies, our hope of getting out of the frozen land will be completely cut off!"

"This person must not die!"

The six elders of the Ice Clan had surprisingly unified opinions, and none of them dared to kill Pang Jian
Even if Pang Jian turned the Frozen Land upside down, in order to find a glimmer of life for the Ice Race, they had to endure it.

Pang Jian's internal sea of ​​consciousness.

"The nerve of the Ice Soul Demon..."

A series of secret techniques that used the soul to resist the power of ice, like the rules of the law, were deeply imprinted in Pang Jian's mind.

He comprehended with a ghost, felt this exquisite method involving the soul, and gradually concentrated his consciousness in the ice pool of the Linghai.

A secret technique that originated from the "Ice Demon Nerve" and involved freezing and unsealing was accurately found by Pang Jian.

After a while.

The golden consciousness that can wander away from the sea of ​​consciousness suddenly appeared in his spiritual sea that was frozen by the cold force. The golden consciousness was outlined in the void of the spiritual sea and turned into two ancient and mysterious talismans.

"Unblock!"

As soon as the two golden ancient characters appeared, his spiritual sea frozen by the cold force was suddenly shattered.

His spiritual sea instantly recovered.

As soon as Linghai was back to normal, the ice pool that was emitting a cold breath began to crazily absorb all the cold power from Pang Jian's body!
It was used to freeze his flesh and blood, to freeze the "Shen Pond of Creation", the mysterious tortoise shell, and the leaf of life. All the extreme cold and supernatural powers were absorbed by the ice pool.

The ice pool is also growing crazily, magnifying several times in a short period of time.

"Crack!"

The ice covering Pang Jian also shattered, and he clenched the hand holding the scepter with a little force.

There were more ice cubes, falling from his hands and body to the ground.

With a cold snort, he raised the scepter implying the spirit of the Great Elder, and stabbed it.

"Speak well if you have something to say!"

Another elder of the Ice Clan grabbed the scepter and said, "What he did does not represent all the Ice Clan!"

"I killed only him."

Pang Jian pulled it a few times, seeing that he couldn't pull it off, he simply dropped the scepter and planned to assassinate the great elder of the Ice Tribe with his spear.

"Intercept him!"

The Great Elder screamed sharply.

This sound, from the altar filled with cold mist, spread throughout the entire ice castle.

The Ice Tribe warriors who gathered here looked panic-stricken, and they didn't know what happened on the altar.

Warriors as powerful as ice halberds and ice clouds tried to rush to the altar submerged in thick cold fog, trying to find out the truth.

"All clansmen, don't get close to the altar of prayer!"

An old woman from the Ice Race with a wrinkled face appeared from the white cold mist. She stood on the edge of the altar and said with a cold face: "Our Great Elder has some differences with the guests who came from afar. We are dealing with it. .”

"Wait, just wait for the news."

As soon as the words fell, she disappeared into the altar surrounded by cold mist, tore off the crescent-shaped ice crystal jewelry on her neck, and drew a ray of ice light between Pang Jian and the elder.

With a flash of icy light, a thick wall of ice appeared.

"Crack! Crack!"

When the ice city wall was pierced by the silver spear, more ice walls appeared one after another.

Seeing that Pang Jian was about to kill the Great Elder, those clan elders who didn't know why also used the icy artifacts passed down from their ancestors to create more ice walls.

……

(End of this chapter)

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