Purgatory

Chapter 395 Demon Spirit Continent
The edge of the land here is still not close to the black turtle.

This distance exceeded the limit of many people's perception and field of vision, but Liu Youyu took a photo of the black turtle with the help of an artifact.

"Mysterious turtle!"

Everyone leaned over and screamed.

Looking at the giant tortoise that appeared in the Xuantian Divine Mirror, its body seemed to fill the entire mirror, it is not difficult for everyone to imagine how huge the real mysterious tortoise must be.

The level of the mysterious turtle is comparable to that of the fallen Tianfeng, the old thunder dragon in the Dragon Cave, and the life-or-death Yuan snake.

According to legend, this black tortoise has an extremely long lifespan, and it was born in an earlier era.

He already existed when the human race had not yet risen in the purgatory world, and was sacrificed by the alien race as a tribute to the foreign gods.

In today's era, the combined age of all the true gods should be less than him.

The heavenly phoenix, thunder dragon, and primordial snake that shone after him, and those tenth-level spirit beasts that have emerged one after another, are all his juniors.

According to the legend from generation to generation, He carried a magical land on his back, floating in the worlds of Purgatory.

There are many outstanding figures trying to find that piece of broken land, and want to open up a holy land of the sect on it.

And He, and the piece of broken ground He was carrying, had disappeared for a long, long time.

"Let's take a closer look."

Pang Jian said softly.

The flying fish boat drifted away again, shuttling through the thick and strange fog.

Hu Yuanfei Yujian followed.

"The earth is also moving outwards a little bit, but the speed is slow and it is difficult to be noticed." Fanchen of the Taiyi Kingdom, looking at the land under his feet, said calmly: "You better stay where you are, don't worry near."

As for himself, he called out a group of colorful clouds and leaned towards the boundary wall.

……

The flying fish boat roared.

Hidden in the depths of the mist, the mysterious tortoise clinging to a boundary wall finally appeared in Pang Jian's true vision.

Huge turquoise pupils, black and yellow carapace, olive green forehead, pure black limbs.

The black tortoise that broke the rock was almost exactly the same as him, except that it was too small.

As the distance drew closer, Pang Jian was convinced that this mysterious tortoise, which had reached level ten and was equivalent to a true god, was the largest creature he had ever seen in his life.

The giant frost dragon on the edge of the land, the liger-like alien he had seen in the mist, was also at the tenth level but was not as good as the black turtle.

Compared with the flying spiritual weapons in the worlds of Purgatory and the giant ships of the three kingdoms of God, they are like willow leaves and mud pills.

In the Fifth Realm, when the Cyclops stood up, he looked like a towering mountain.

But the black tortoise in front of him is as big as a piece of ground, and the area of ​​the turtle's back is hundreds of miles.

"Hoo! Hoo hoo!"

The fog visible to the naked eye drifted from behind the flying fish boat, and escaped towards the black turtle and the boundary wall behind it.

Xuan Gui opened his eyes, with a pair of huge blue-green pupils emitting a slightly cold luster, like two huge moons in the mist.

"call!"

The flying fish boat suddenly shook violently.

All kinds of mood swings surged like the sea, disrupting the flying fish boat's trajectory, and forced Hu Yuanfei, Yujian, to slow down.

Hu Yuanfei frowned and whispered: "Xuan Gui's thoughts are like a sea, driven by his thinking power, we can't help ourselves."

"Thoughts turn into a sea? Does this sea really exist?"

Pang Jian was secretly surprised.

He immediately concentrated his attention to perceive the mystery hidden in this sea of ​​thoughts that is difficult to detect with the naked eye.

He felt Xuangui's incomparably vast obsession!

His obsession has filled this sea of ​​thinking and has existed for thousands of years!

Xuan Gui, wants to push this piece of land called Demon Spirit Continent from the boundary area filled with strange fog to the real purgatory, and provide another piece of paradise for the demon race.

Just like the Holy Spirit Continent, he hoped that this dust-covered demon spirit continent would also be filled with spirit beasts and fierce beasts.

He has worked hard for many years for this.

For this, He is willing to give everything.

This obsession is everywhere, fermenting and surging in his sea of ​​thoughts, forming a kind of grand power.

It pushes the Demon Spirit Continent outward, and pulls the mist back to the boundary wall.

And the black turtle...

Looking far away, Pang Jian felt that the back part of his body, which was close to the boundary wall, seemed to have been eroded by the boundary wall and the strange fog.

He obviously paid a very painful price for this.

"The human race broke their promise and did not distribute the mainland to the spirit beasts as agreed, and this one kept saying that he would find it by himself, but he actually did it, and he will do it soon."

Fan Chen who followed behind sighed lightly.

The three of Pang Jian suddenly turned their heads to look.

Standing in the colorful clouds, Fan Chen didn't hide anything. He spoke frankly about a history that was deliberately buried by various forces: "Our human race, after finding our own cultivation system, has become stronger and stronger. However, our ancestors When we finally decided to stand up and resist, we first reached an agreement with the Yaozu of that era."

"According to the agreement, the human race and the demon race should share the world. Half of the land, broken land, and all resources in each world of Purgatory should belong to the demon race."

"After that war, the human race and the demon race won the final victory, and both the human race and the demon race suffered heavy losses."

Fanchen paused for a moment, and said: "The cultivation system of our human race allows the strong regeneration speed of the human race to far exceed the age-old monster race. After the war, the monster race needs a long time to accumulate strength and strong people, while the human race In the realm of extinction and immortality, true gods began to emerge in large numbers."

"The original agreement naturally failed to be established, and it became a powerful sect and individual of the human race, occupying most of the land and broken land."

"Further on..."

Fan Chen coughed, and said: "In the subsequent era, the alien races who were reduced to the Fifth Realm, with the upsurge of dirty and alien forces, launched counterattacks again and again. The human race and the demon race, no matter whether there is a gap or not, can only Let's work together to suppress."

"As for Tianfeng, ten thousand years ago, he promised to work with the true gods of our human race to build the seven heaven-reaching tribulation pillars, and when he suppressed the Fifth Realm Xeon once and for all, he reached an agreement with the true gods."

"In the first realm, there will be a piece of land belonging to the demon clan, and in the second realm there will be two continents."

"As a result, we seem to have broken our promise again, and only the Holy Spirit Continent was ceded."

"As a result, Tianfeng and the true gods of the human race also turned against each other, and broke up unhappy."

"Xuan Gui is always prudent, and only said that he will use his own power to find the land for the demon clan. The true gods also promised that all the land and land he found will belong to the demon clan."

"I didn't expect that what he has been doing all these years after he disappeared is really to go deep into the mist and find the land that was left behind."

Fanchen, who is familiar with the history, said these words, respectfully saluted the mysterious turtle in the distance.

He was filled with guilt.

On the sword boat, Pang Jian's face darkened, and he was slightly annoyed.

He felt that the fall of Tianfeng was related to the two breaking promises of the true gods, and Xuan Gui paid a heavy price to push this continent outward, but he was also forced to do so.

"The true god who breaks his promise should come from the kingdom of God in the East, as well as the sects of Nanyuan and Beixu, and even the West Land. However, our Sword Tower is definitely not included!"

Hu Yuanfei straightened up and said confidently.

She didn't know about that passing history, and no one told her about it.

But she is self-confident, generation after generation of sword gods from the sword building, can't do such a thing!

Jianlou, the sword gods of every era are straightforward, and they don't like to play with these conspiracies.

It is only famous for its tough combat power.

She doesn't know the history that Fanchen talked about, but she is familiar with the sword gods of the previous era. She firmly believes that the old sword gods in Jianlou would not do such a thing of crossing rivers and tearing down bridges.

"Uh……"

Fan Chen felt more and more ashamed, lowered his head and said, "That's why Jianlou disciples won't be attacked by spirit beasts when they are around the Holy Spirit Continent or inside the Holy Spirit Continent."

Hu Yuanfei didn't know the inside story, but what she said was not bad at all.

Just because Jianlou once supported the allocation of land according to the agreement, all the powerful spirit beast groups that now dominate the Holy Spirit Continent will look at Jianlou disciples differently.

With so many sects, the ones who are least hated by high-level spirit beasts are the disciples who have walked out of the sword tower.

"I can't get close to him."

Liu Youyu in the flying fish boat suddenly said dejectedly: "This sea of ​​obsessive thoughts born of him has hindered my spirit."

"Well, I also feel uncomfortable with my soul." Hu Yuanfei echoed.

Fanchen also stopped long ago.

Pang Jian didn't feel any discomfort in the soul, he stepped out of the flying fish boat and tried to wander in it with his own strength.

This strange sea of ​​thoughts, which is far away from the complete land and very close to a boundary wall, has no gravity, and when he is using his spiritual power, he can move forward very quickly.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, his golden spirit is not affected by this sea of ​​thoughts.

"My little junior brother's soul is probably similar to Ling Yimo, and also different from ordinary people." Hu Yuanfei was a little surprised, and said: "I am moving forward, and my soul is floating with this sea of ​​thoughts. There is a kind of soul that will be shaken. Feeling coming out."

"Me too." Fan Chen stepped back quietly.

"Whoosh!"

He had already flown away from the spirit on his forehead, and suddenly retracted into the sea of ​​consciousness.

Because of this, he took a high look at Pang Jian who was advancing all the way, and said: "This personal disciple selected by Senior Li is really extraordinary."

Hu Yuanfei proudly said: "Of course!"

"Liu Xiaoyu, use your mysterious mirror to illuminate my little junior brother! I know that as long as he appears in the mirror, you can protect him with the mirror!"

"The front is dangerous and unpredictable. Since he goes deep into it to explore, we are also obliged to help!"

"Oh."

The Xuantian magic mirror is suspended in the air, and Liu Youyu intends to use this magic weapon to protect Pang Jian for a while.

"Wow!"

This strange sea of ​​thoughts quietly set off waves.

The three people who went deep inside, their spirits staggered, and their flesh and blood bodies were pulled by their spirits, and they suddenly returned to the place where they stopped before.

Inside the Xuantian Divine Mirror, it was also cloudy and blurry, and nothing was illuminated.

An hour later.

Pang Jian stopped above the black turtle's forehead, looked down at the black turtle's body from a height, and noticed that the towering body of the second half of the black turtle was completely preserved, but there was no flesh and blood.

The olive-green head of the black turtle also has soulless waves.

He still has a part of his flesh and blood remaining, driven by the strong obsession in his life, to complete his unfinished business.

——Let the Demon Spirit Continent appear in purgatory.

But he was already dead.

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(End of this chapter)