Purgatory

Chapter 385

Inside the chest wall of the dragon.

Ling Yimo's complexion was pale, his body was as light as nothing, and his body was boneless. His exquisite figure was wrapped in a white dress.

The side of the skirt is dotted with cyan and purple strange talisman seals.

When she was flying in the air, the corners of her skirt fluttered gently, and the cyan and purple talismans moved with it, as if ghosts were living on the edge of her dress.

now.

"Under the breastbone of the dragon, there are some ancient texts buried, but they are covered by frost."

Pointing to the thick rock ice, she said to Pang Jian: "I hope you can extract the extreme cold power from the rock ice, so that those words can emerge intact."

She explained earnestly: "I can break frost crystals, but I'm afraid of accidentally breaking those words that have been buried for an unknown number of years."

Pang Jian nodded slightly.

Being watched by the woman of the ghost sacrifice sect, he had a weird feeling of being seen through.

With a thought, he suddenly noticed that the Qi and blood in Ling Yimo's body was extremely low.

The low ones are like ordinary practitioners in the marrow washing state.

This shows that the talented girl of Ghost Sacrifice Sect in front of her didn't care about tempering her body after successfully washing her marrow.

Moreover, not only was she physically weak, but the spiritual power wandering in her body... didn't feel refined and pure enough.

Body, spirit, and soul are the basis for judging the strong. Not only are the first two points not outstanding, but they are also weak, which makes Pang Jian feel weird.

However, when Pang Jian tried to sense her sea consciousness soul, he felt pressure suddenly!
Pang Jian's proud golden soul, facing the girl in the concentrating state of Ghost Sacrifice Sect, unexpectedly couldn't understand the mystery of her soul, and felt faintly suppressed.

Not to mention that the girl realm is weaker than him, even if the soul wandering realm is overhauled in the same realm, no one can make him feel the pressure on the soul.

"you……"

Seeing her looking at him, Pang said firmly, "Your soul is a bit powerful."

"Well, my soul has been different from ordinary people since I was a child."

Ling Yimo explained softly, then pointed to the thick ice, indicating that Pang Jian could do it.

"Oh."

Pang Jian, who was secretly shocked, called out the "Heart of Winter" from his dantian, and used the secret technique left by the ice demon he had comprehended to collect the power in the cave-like ice wall.

The extreme cold force gradually escaped into the "Heart of Winter", and the thick ice melted quietly.

Not long after, the dragon's skeleton, which was more than ten thousand feet long, no longer released a pale luster, and became rusty.

Time, like tens of millions of years passed in a flash, infected and corroded the bones of the giant dragon.

"Its skeletal dragon body has been eroded in the strange fog for many years. Because of the ice power left in the dragon's heart, the keel is always as smooth as jade, and now..." Hong Qiming of the Demon Sect said indifferently: "The corrosion of the bones is still coming."

Wu Yuan remained silent.

"You didn't tell me that there are other fetishes on him, and they also come from foreign gods." Hong Qiming frowned.

He is the fourth on the Soul Wandering Boundary list, a bit older than Wu Yuan, and he claims to be the future pillar of the Demon Sect.

In his eyes, Wu Yuan of the new generation is a material that can be made.

In private, he regarded Wu Yuan as his right and left arm, and hoped that Wu Yuan would be able to support him in seizing the suzerain throne in the future.

"Things from outside the domain are more sensitive, and Pang Jian doesn't want people to know about them," Wu Yuan explained.

"Wu Yuan, you have to remember one thing, you are from the Demon Sect, not Jianlou." Hong Qiming looked at him deeply, and said earnestly: "We and Jianlou have been striving to return to the first realm in recent years. Jianlou The landlord of the building, and the suzerain of our Demon Sect, will always only consider their own sect."

Wu Yuan said indifferently: "I'm not interested in the position you want."

"I know, that's why I think about you in everything." Hong Qiming snorted, and then said: "I will fight for you and keep them for you. But I also hope that you can stand by me in the future." around."

He faintly sensed that after coming out of the extreme trial, Wu Yuan developed some subtle sense of trust in the small group composed of Pang Jian, Zhou Qingchen, Dong Tianze, Qi Qingsong and others.

Recently, Wu Yuan mentioned Pang Jian and Dong Tianze more times than everyone in the Demon Sect.

Hong Qiming didn't feel well, so he beat him to remind him of his identity.

Wu Yuan responded lukewarmly: "Yes."

……

"Tick!"

The ice water slid down drop by drop.

On the chest wall of the dragon, strange characters covered by ice rocks also appeared one by one.

"Crack!"

The sternum of this frost giant dragon suddenly shattered without the solid ice support, and spread to the entire dragon's skeleton, causing the dragon's body to shatter.

Pang Jian flew out together with Ling Yimo of Ghost Sacrifice Sect. In his mind, those words had been deeply seared.

However, he didn't know the specific meaning of those words.

"Little sister Ling, what news did you get?" Shen Yanxi hurriedly asked.

A group of people from the most powerful sects, who were ranked in the top of the Soul Wandering Realm and the Concentrating Concentration Realm, focused their eyes on Ling Yimo.

The ancient Fazong couple, who were talking about love without anyone else around, also looked curiously.

Ghost Sacrifice Zong Ling Yimo, although he is in the Concentration state, no one dares to neglect him.

They knew very well that this girl had a bright future, and she might surpass the true god and ghost mother in the future.

The background of the girls is also shrouded in mystery, only their elders know a little bit.

"The Creation Institute of Gods and Demons, the product of the third generation of dragons, the Frost Dragon, level ten."

Ling Yimo said softly: "I saw these characters. The font is not the characters of our purgatory world. The existing ones, including the Celestial Clan, Demon Scale Clan, and Ghost Clan, do not have such characters."

"But I just know it."

She looked at everyone calmly.

Pang Jian, who was beside Hu Yuanfei, was horrified, and couldn't help looking at her, and then at the others.

It is very strange that none of these powerhouses from different worlds find it strange.

Pang Jian finally looked at Hu Yuanfei.

Hu Yuanfei coughed, first took out the sword order from her waist, and then touched Pang Jian's sword order with her palm.

Pang Jian grasped the sword order knowingly, and immediately saw Hu Yuanfei's name added to a sword light symbol.

Hu Yuanfei's message also came over: "This girl's soul has been different from ordinary people since she was a child. She can use her soul to understand the profoundness of the traces left by the alien gods in purgatory."

"Even the Ghost Mother of Ghost Sacrifice Sect suspects... her soul belongs to Heaven."

Hu Yuanfei, who dared to say anything carelessly, could only use the sword command to transmit the sound when it came to Ling Yimo's matter.

Human body, alien soul?
If that's the case, then what exactly is Ling Yimo?
The more Pang Jian heard it, the more shocked he became.

"There are many extraordinary things. If you can't figure it out, don't think about it." Hu Yuanfei's voice sounded again: "For example, the boundary wall, or the strange fog. It's not like we haven't gotten along with the alien race who ruled this world before." Understood, what is going on?"

Pang Jian nodded slightly.

Shen Yanxi said in shock: "The Creation Institute of Gods and Demons?"

"The third generation of Dragon? Level ten?" Cai Shaoheng of Heigu's expression changed.

"grade ten!"

Lu Yanshu of the Pure Land also came out of the Dragon's Broken Bone.

He hovered above the rusty bones, and shouted: "Didn't there be a tenth-level dragon appearing in the third generation? Is there a fourth generation? A fifth generation?"

"God and Demon Creation Institute, God and Demon Trial Field..." Zhou Yi took a deep breath and looked back with a solemn expression.

In the rear, in the depths of the gray mist, more territories of the mainland were covered.

He suddenly had a feeling that in the deepest part of this continent, there stood a God and Devil Creation Academy, from which the third generation of dragons once emerged.

"The history of this continent may be longer than the civilization of our human race." Fanchen from the Kingdom of Taiyi suddenly said.

Dressed in white, he floated on the dragon's head with the dead bones, his handsome face was full of astonishment.

"We have all heard that the foreign races in the foreign lands call our purgatory world a trial ground for gods and demons. And I have traced the history of foreign races and spirit beasts these years, and visited broken and forbidden places in various worlds. some conclusions."

Fan Chen paused for a moment, looked at the crowd, and said with a stern expression: "Foreigners, they shouldn't be native to Purgatory! They seem to have been thrown into Purgatory suddenly at a certain moment."

"Spiritual beasts, ferocious beasts, and all kinds of giants seem to be the former masters of Purgatory."

"And our human race..."

Fan Chen frowned deeply, and said: "There is no trace to be found."

"You stay here first, I will go to the depths to explore."

Ling Yimo, who was still from the Ghost Sacrifice Sect, was obviously only at the Concentration state, but he floated towards the other end of the land like a ghost.

"call!"

In just an instant, she disappeared from everyone's sight!
Like a ghost that can teleport, she came from the location of the dragon's bone in the blink of an eye... to the depths of the land filled with strange mist!

Zhou Qingchen couldn't help but yelled strangely: "She, she has entered the strange fog!"

Born in the fourth realm, he has always been in awe of the mist, and the knowledge he has received is how mysterious and terrifying the mist and the boundary wall are, and they are forbidden places for all living beings.

Although he had gone in and out of the strange fog, Zhou Qingchen was still terrified of the strange fog. He didn't expect Ling Yimo to penetrate so decisively.

Zhou Yi's expression remained unchanged, and he said calmly, "We'll wait for her to come out."

Jiuli Zong and Ghost Sacrifice Zong lived on the same continent, so he naturally knew Ling Yimo's strangeness, and also knew that the Ghost Mother would do everything for this girl.

In the eyes of the ghost mother, Ling Yimo is her way to understand Tianwai, the key to her insight into the secrets of the gods.

"Zhou Yi, there are alien races nearby." Hong Qiming's expression darkened, and he said, "Didn't you say that the surrounding alien races have been cleaned up?"

"It should be a newcomer." Zhou Yi didn't seem flustered at all, thought for a while and said: "This is the most marginal area, and foreign races and beasts will not deliberately come here. I believe that there is no powerful foreign race that has noticed this place yet. "

"Do you want to report this matter to your superiors?" Fan Chen asked.

"No need." Zhou Yi shook his head and said calmly, "I'll handle it."

He quietly disappeared.

However, after a long time, he did not reappear here.

Similarly, Ling Yimo, the Ghost Sacrifice Zong who went deep into the inside of the mist, did not step out as if he was lost.

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(End of this chapter)