Purgatory

Chapter 318 Void Projection of Chaos Sea
The top of the holy mountain.

Crystal ice cubes the size of a cattail fan shot out from the altar shrouded in cold mist, and the fetish "Heart of Winter" was also cracked by the ice cubes.

The crystal-clear "Heart of Winter" on the outer layer sometimes shines a circle of icy waves, breaking the splashed ice cubes.

Inside, in the depths of clusters of thick cold mist, there is faintly more dazzling light flickering.

It seems that there is a star-like eye, hiding in the depths of the "Heart of Winter" to observe secretly.

Pang Jian didn't know it.

Because of the condensed ice walls, his path to assassinate the Great Elder became very difficult.

"call!"

He suddenly rose from the sky, turned a brilliant galaxy, and attacked the great elder of the Ice Tribe from a high altitude.

"Guest, please calm down!"

The elder of the Ice Race holding the scepter looked solemnly, looking at the sky where the stars and the moon appeared together, feeling the fusion of the stars, the moon and the extremely cold breath, feeling that the things that are missing in this world seem to be there. Among the stars.

"Wow!"

A icy Milky Way was released from the scepter in his hand, stretching gorgeously across the sky.

The cold air that freezes all things is released wantonly, and the "Galaxy Fission" performed by Pang Jian has absorbed all the mysteries in this icy Milky Way.

Immediately, it was frozen bit by bit by the chill in the icy sky.

"Binglan! What's going on?" The Ice Tribe old woman called her by name, and asked sternly at the Great Elder whose soul was severely wounded: "In his mind, what exactly did you see?"

"He He……"

The Great Elder of the Ice Clan pointed at Pang Jian, and turned his other hand towards the elder holding the scepter, demanding: "Give me the Frost Scepter first!"

"Say it clearly first!" The man snorted coldly.

"He has been possessed by an evil spirit, and he is definitely not a follower of the ice demon!"

The Great Elder gave the answer and screamed: "Give me the Frost Scepter, there is an evil divine consciousness deep in his soul, and I need to use the Frost Scepter to resist it!"

In mid-air, Pang Jian, who was hovering with the black tortoise shell, was about to use the more extreme and explosive "Chaotic Sword Art" when he saw that he could not make a single blow.

Hearing this, Pang Jian was stunned for a moment, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind: "It is my golden consciousness that he fears and panics?"

"So……"

"Huh! Huh huh!"

Dots of golden consciousness flew out of his pupils, like golden lightning, and went straight to the ice-blue eye sockets of the Great Elder.

In addition, the ice walls built by the elders of the Ice Clan and the icy Milky Way cannot block these golden divine senses that contain divinity.

His golden consciousness passed through the ice wall and the Milky Way as if nothing existed, and instantly entered the eyes of the Great Elder.

In an instant, a novel and alternative sea of ​​consciousness of alien races emerged.

Hundreds of square ice crystals, each with the ice-blue soul thought of the Great Elder floating in a cold and silent space.

At this moment, those messy ice crystals were dangling in the void, trying to pile up into a complete figure.

It seems that there was a figure built of hundreds of ice crystals floating in this mysterious world, but it suddenly broke apart for some reason, so it needed to be rebuilt.

In the cold and remote place, looking at nothingness, there are only many floating and moving ice crystals.

"Ah! Outland evil!"

Great Elder Bing Lan's frightened scream came from the soul thoughts in all the ice crystals, and he was frightened by the sudden golden color.

A shadow of soul was strangled by bees and insects, causing his soul to be severely injured. He desperately recovered his strength and prepared to refine his soul again.

The arrival of those golden consciousnesses made him terrified, and hurriedly yelled with his body: "Ice Field! Give me the Frost Scepter!"

He knew that only by getting the Frost Scepter would he have the confidence to deal with Pang Jian's bundles of spiritual consciousness implying divinity that were infecting his soul sea.

"It's too late."

Pang Jian's voice sounded from those golden lightning-like consciousness.

"Hoo! Hoo hoo!"

Using these golden consciousnesses as coordinates, the queen bee, each golden bee, was able to successfully invade this place.

"he died."

The queen bee with a human face and a bee body looked indifferently at the unformed ice crystal figure, frowned and said, "There is no divine consciousness, and there is no value to eat."

After a pause, it said again: "Master, your divine consciousness, which contains divine nature, has the same power as the divine consciousness of foreign alien gods. As long as you can enter these living soul seas, you will have an overwhelming advantage."

"Master can try..."

It has not yet finished speaking.

Pang Jian controlled the golden consciousness, and slashed into the soul sea of ​​the great elder of the Ice Tribe like a sharp blade, piece by piece of ice crystals containing his soul thoughts.

With a thought, the golden consciousness became the sharp blade of a magic weapon, like an invincible heavenly sword.

"Pong!"

The ice crystals of the ice-blue soul sea, under these golden magic weapons, are so fragile that they will be destroyed when touched.

For Pang Jian's magic weapon with divine consciousness, chopping up ice crystals and killing the soul in them is nothing more than an easy task.

Just like the alien gods in the outer domain, infecting his sea of ​​consciousness with divine consciousness, it was the same as wanting to annihilate his soul at the beginning.

"This great elder of the Ice Race is vulnerable. If the sea of ​​consciousness of other monks of the same level is captured by me and killed by me with these golden consciousnesses, wouldn't they be defeated in one blow?"

With this thought in mind, Great Elder Binglan's mournful and desperate soul voice has subsided.

His cold and empty soul sea, like a world collapsing, ceased to exist in the blink of an eye.

After a while, Pang Jian's golden consciousness existed in the head of the great elder, and he felt the breath of death.

"already dead."

As soon as the thought came together, the gorgeous golden consciousness returned to his own sea of ​​consciousness in an instant.

on the altar.

"Ice blue!"

The six elders of the Ice Clan only saw a golden light flash in Pang Jian's eyes, and the great elder who was highly respected in the clan died of breath a few seconds later.

They were aware of the ice-blue soul's silent breath immediately, and they all looked at Pang Jian with cold faces.

Holding the frost scepter, he did not hand it over to the elder Binglan in time, and said vigilantly: "Everyone be careful, just as the great elder said, he is the same as those puppets who came from the outer world and were possessed by alien gods. The evil consciousness that can infect our soul sea!"

"Defend the sea of ​​souls to prevent the invasion of evil consciousness!"

The six elders of the Ice Clan who knew how to deal with it quickly aroused the power of the artifacts in their hands, relying on external forces to hold on to the sea of ​​souls.

"Hoo! Hoo hoo!"

Pieces of white ice light were released from their utensils, wrapping their respective bodies.

The ice light is similar to the spiritual shield offered by Pang Jian, and it contains an aura similar to the "Heart of Winter", which can isolate the divine consciousness of alien gods in foreign lands.

For tens of thousands of years, they have used the artifacts left by their ancestors to hunt and kill puppet bodies that contain divinity in this way.

Pang Jian secretly sensed it, and knew that these white ice lights were indeed effective.

Even if he releases the golden consciousness again, he can't pass through those ice lights and can't invade the sea of ​​souls of other clan elders.

Even, those white ice lights can consume and offset his golden consciousness.

"Damn him."

With a cold face, Pang Jian looked down at the six Ice Warriors who were on guard, weighed it up, and said: "He has lost faith in the Ice Demon, he just wants to live on his own, and wants to leave this place in my way. In his heart, there is no frozen land, and there are no people like you."

Holding the Frost Scepter, the second elder whose real name is Bing Yuan said coldly: "No matter what Bing Lan has done, you should not kill him. Outsider, we hope you can catch him without a fight and explain the matter clearly to us so that everyone Meet with swords."

"Anyone caught?"

Pang Jian shook his head and sneered, looking at the sky naturally.

"Outsider, you can't get away."

"If you don't explain things clearly, you will never leave the frozen land!"

"Binglan's death was a trick of yours. You will never be able to escape when we are strictly guarding the sea of ​​souls."

Some elders rose into the air with the help of utensils.

In a blink of an eye, in the sky above the altar of praying for gods, there were four veterans of the clan, Pang Jian, surrounded by them.

More Ice Clan warriors, seeing Pang Jian and several clan elders leaving the altar to pray for gods and appearing in mid-air, and seeing the hostility of the four clan elders, they all responded with cold faces.

"Hoo! Hoo hoo!"

Ice warriors riding birds and spirit birds suddenly filled the sky and appeared around Pang Jian.

"Let's go."

The queen bee sighed helplessly.

The death of the great elder of the Ice Tribe caused the two sides to turn against each other. At this time, it is dozens of times more difficult to plot against the divine consciousness gathered in the "Heart of Winter".

Instead of facing the six elders of the Ice clan with the combat power of the Concentration realm in the Ice Castle, it is better to go to the forbidden area of ​​the thunder god, the forbidden area where the god of fire fell, and try his luck.

"it is good!"

Pang Jian no longer hesitated, nor cared what the Ice Tribe thought of him.

There was a sudden wave in his spiritual sea, the stars were shining brightly, the sun and the moon were shining brightly, and the thunder vortex and lake of fire were also boiling and moving.

at this time.

"Wow! Wow!"

Near the holy mountain, crystal glaciers, like mirrors, released divine light on Pang Jian.

All the glaciers with smooth surfaces are controlled by a force, which condenses the divine light to Pang Jian.

Time stands still for a moment.

All the members of the Ice Clan were looking at Pang Jian blankly at this moment, and the thinking consciousness in their minds was frozen.

Pang Jian was very disturbed, he felt that the void behind him seemed to be gradually giving birth to something strange.

He hurriedly communicated with the queen bee.

It was soon discovered that even the queen bee was restrained by the mysterious force and was also in a state of frozen thought.

"call!"

An illusory and hazy spectacle slowly spread out in the void behind Pang Jian.

Small stars, a blazing sun, a bright full moon, a thunder vortex surrounded by lightning, and a boiling pool of flames.

In Pang Jian's "Hundred Chaos Sea", all the strangeness is reflected by a kind of power, and is projected in the sky above the altar of prayer.

like a real thing.

"Hoo! Hoo hoo!"

There are also pieces of green leaves that contain the mystery of life, floating in the void like lotus leaves, gushing out bursts of life breath.

There is also a hard black and yellow strange object, which is constantly enlarged and turned into a giant carapace, which also reappears in an illusory form.

The leaf of life, the mysterious tortoise shell, was also manifested by a strange force and projected into the void behind Pang Jian.

This mysterious spectacle also fell in the depths of the pupils of those Ice tribe people who were staring at Pang Jian in a daze.

Indelible as the deepest imprint.

……

(End of this chapter)