Purgatory

Chapter 445 Race War
In the dry sky continent, the scorching sun is shining in the sky.

In the territory under the jurisdiction of Hongshan, Zhou Wenhao moved forward with his sword, opening the way with brilliant sword lights.

Behind him, a group of Jianlou disciples, Dharma protectors, and practitioners from Hongshan were following him.

The crimson mountain has fallen.

The top of the hill, which Zhou Qingchen regards as the pillar of faith and represents the authority of Hongshan, is now occupied by foreign warriors.

Li Zhaotian's confidante, the current sect master of Hongshan, was shot to death by a strong man from the ghost clan on the top of the mountain, and then swallowed by a brutal beast.

Liu Lingyun’s body is gone.

"Soon!"

Zhou Wenhao, who has a cultivation level in the middle stage of the Nirvana Realm, has vaguely seen several moored sword boats, and knows that after entering the sword boats, he can lead everyone to escape from the alien attack.

The eighth-level ghost warrior used a ritual platform built with bones on the green mountain that Zhou Wenhao must pass through.

"Soul Soul!"

Six white bone altars were burning with pale flames.

The souls of many human cultivators howled in those white flames, forming waves of spiritual frenzy of despair and fear.

These white waves, invisible to the naked eye, ripple from different green mountains and are connected to each other.

Then, in the void above the heads of Zhou Wenhao and everyone else, a layer of power and restraint condensed to exert pressure on the souls, causing the disciples of Jianlou and Hongshan to suffer instantly.

"Puff puff!"

The soul is like a candle extinguished, like a bubble exploding.

Below the realm of concentration, practitioners who have not been able to create a spiritual soul will have their shapeless sea of ​​​​consciousness souls destroyed in the blink of an eye.

"Jiang Yang!"

"Zihe!"

"Zeng Yulan!"

After Qi Qingsong and Zhuang Yuyan groaned, they saw several people in their small alliance fall to the ground with black smoke in their eyes, unable to withstand the ghost clan's secret technique of the soul.

Tongming Peak, Jiang Yang.Yu Yuefeng, Duan Jing, Xu Xuanlun.

Piaomiao Peak, Tang Can.Duanyuan Peak, Zeng Yulan, Song Zihe.

Several members of their small group had died in battle before. With the souls of Zeng Yulan and Song Zihe extinguished, all except Qi Qingsong and Zhuang Yuyan were killed.

The cruelty of the war made Qi Qingsong completely distracted and his eyes red with blood.

He no longer remembers how many ghosts, mountain ghosts and Yan warriors he killed along the way, nor does he know how many powerful beasts he killed. He thought his blood was numb from the killing.

Seeing Jiang Yang's death, he regained some clarity from the killing and felt that he was still a human being of flesh and blood.

Rather than a bloody sword that only knows how to kill.

"The rest of you, follow me!"

Zhou Wenhao, who used to be gentle and elegant in the past, moved forward with his sword with disheveled hair. The sword light and sword intent split the earth, breaking the power of the void and creating a hole for everyone.

His sword arm was bleeding profusely.

At this moment, he, who was leading his fellow disciples to fight against the enemy, had long forgotten about the secret fight within the disciples.

He recognized the cold reality earlier than his master Jiang Ran, and knew that facing the menacing alien beasts in the fifth realm, the fights in the door were nothing.

If all the disciples of Jianlou were wiped out in the racial war, and even Jianlou ceased to exist, then what would be the point of their seizure of rights?
This battle on the Qiantian Continent not only gave Zhou Wenhao a head-on blow, but also woke him up with a stick.

He no longer treated Qi Qingsong and Zhuang Yuyan differently, and began to treat them equally. Those junior brothers and sisters who he usually needed to guard against were now taken care of as well.

He overexhausted his energy and allowed the spiritual sea in his dantian to dry up rapidly, while still swinging his sword to clear the way.

……

Xuanyou Continent.

Chen Weihuang, who also came from the Sword Tower, held a flaming spiritual sword and led the way.

He wanted to take people to an exchange point.

At that exchange point, there are large flying ships parked, which can take people out alive.

Behind him were some outer and inner disciples of Jianlou, as well as some casual cultivators.

His original intention was to help his junior brother and junior sister, but when he landed in Xuanyou Continent, he suddenly found that Pang Jian and Hu Yuanfei had already left first.

He did not leave with him, but stayed in Xuanyou Continent and participated in the final tragic battle of the third realm.

"Mr. Chen, why did the Immortal Realm not participate in the war?"

A wandering Soul Realm casual cultivator who had lost his best friend was following Chen Weihuang and had just escaped from being intercepted and killed by a group of Black Horn Clan and Bull Demon Clan. He couldn't help but ask.

"This is a tacit understanding."

Chen Weihuang replied without a smile.

Behind him, there were dozens of surviving cultivators, all looking at him blankly.

Lei Kun, Han Ting and other casual cultivators are also among this group of people.

When the battle broke out, they followed the armor-breaking army and the powerful practitioners of the Ghost Sacrifice Sect and the Jiuli Sect to the edge of the Xuanyou Continent to intercept the influx of alien ferocious beasts.

The beginning was smooth, with both sides evenly matched.

Later, more and more powerful aliens and ferocious beasts joined in. The ship they were traveling on crashed, and the number of deaths around them gradually increased.

Seeing that they could no longer hold on, they moved closer to the positions set as exchange points when the superiors allowed them to retreat.Along the way, companions continued to be lost. Lian Feng died, Gao Yuan died, and more casual cultivators and elder protectors from aristocratic families were killed by the ferocious alien beasts.

However, no Immortal Realm from the major sects has actually participated in the war.

They are obviously down!
Lei Kun and others felt that if the Immortal Realm was willing to participate in the battle, they would not be so miserable and rush to the exchange point in such embarrassment.

"Tacit understanding? A tacit understanding with a foreign race?" the casual cultivator yelled angrily.

Chen Weihuang's face was blank, and he nodded and explained seriously: "Our human race does not have the immortal realm to participate in the war, and the opponent's ninth-level bloodline warriors have not really devoted themselves to the war. This is a kind of balance, and it is a tacit understanding that everyone abides by in similar battles. .”

"Purgatory, there are only two complete pieces of land left in the third realm, and the rest are all broken land."

"You should think carefully about how those pieces of land were created."

After hearing this, many people became silent.

"If a warrior with two immortal realms and ninth-level bloodline participates in this war that breaks out on the two continents of Qiantian and Xuanyou, there will be some broken places on the land that can never be repaired. However, once this tacit understanding is broken, there will be more Many immortal realms and ninth-level bloodline warriors participate."

"Then Qian Tian and Xuan You will also be shattered."

"In Purgatory, there are not many complete worlds left. Neither our human race nor the alien races who want to stand up and take charge will take over a devastated world after winning."

After a brief explanation, Chen Weihuang raised his sword to clear the way.

The people behind him no longer questioned anything and silently accepted this fact.

……

In the second realm, there is a broken land called Yinque.

Dong Tianze looked at the ghost altar that had been built long ago, but no news had been sent, and said: "Pang Jian must have been delayed by something."

"Below, the two continents Qiantian and Xuanyou are being attacked by alien races." Zhou Qingchen said in a deep voice.

After the two said goodbye to Pang Jian, they flew in a random direction and arrived at this broken place called Yinque.

This broken land houses many low-level practitioners from Yinling Temple and Hongshan, as well as people who belong to some families in the fourth realm.

In the second realm, the only complete world that truly belongs to the human race is Moyuan and Qitian.

These two continents alone could not accommodate the people who migrated here, so more people from below were still left on different pieces of land.

The two of them wanted to wait for Pang Jian's message to go to a mysterious place, but they couldn't wait for Pang Jian's message.

Just when the two of them were hesitating whether they should find a way to go down to the next world and fulfill their obligations as disciples.

The person in charge of this broken land, an inner disciple of the Demon Sect, came over to find the two of them and brought shocking news.

Liu Lingyun, the leader of Hongshan Sect, died in battle.

The entire Yinling Temple was captured by the aliens, and the leader Han Zhiyuan was killed on the spot.

Dong Tianze and Zhou Qingchen sat leaning against the cold rock wall for a long time after the Demon Sect disciples left.

"Sect Leader Liu..." Zhou Qingchen licked the corners of his lips, adjusted his breathing vigorously, and said in a deep voice: "We are finished at Hongshan!"

Dong Tianze said nothing.

He suddenly remembered the last words Han Zhiyuan said when he took out the Yin Spirit Blood Halberd and handed it to him solemnly, after giving some instructions: "Natural Selection, as my teacher, I only hope that you can take more care of the Yin Spirits in the future. The disciples of the temple.”

Only then did Dong Tianze realize that his master had already had a premonition that he might not survive.

"call!"

He took out the Yinling Blood Halberd, held it gently with both hands, wriggled his lips twice, and said something vague that even Zhou Qingchen could not hear clearly.

"I will do my best."

……

Forbidden.

The ice-armored eel dragon dragged the dragon corpse and sank into the palace at the bottom of the lake.

The queen bee, together with many bees under her command, captured the dragon soul of the five-clawed golden dragon and brought it into the hive.

Pang Jian, on the other hand, looked at the Origin Demon Sword piercing the golden dragon's horns and the sharp dragon claws on the ground, hesitating whether to wait for the Origin Demon Sword to collect all its horns and claws, or to leave early.

Through communication with the source demon, he learned that this sword was special. The sword holder must be holding the sword for the demon sword to move.

The sword itself has no ability to move.

If he were not here, this sword would not be able to absorb the mystery in the dragon's claws after absorbing the golden magic in the dragon's horn.

But he had an agreement with Xuangui, and also told Zhou Qingchen and Dong Tianze that they would contact each other again, but he has been in the mist for a long time now.

"As long as the claws and horns of the five-clawed golden dragon leave the mist, the old dragon will definitely notice it."

Source Demon warned him, "The true god has no fear and dares to haunt Purgatory with the dragon's horns. As you say, no matter where the dragon claws or horns appear, the old dragon will definitely feel it. Unless, let me completely Absorb its secrets.”

Pang Jian frowned and pondered for a long time, then suddenly he had an idea and said: "There is a place that even the old dragon can't sense. You should be familiar with it."

As soon as he finished speaking, amid the screams of fear from the source demon, he took out the copper box named Qiankun Tiandi Box and stuffed the source demon sword, dragon horns, and dragon claws into it.

With these foreign objects in the box, he could not put them into the bracelet, so he simply left with the box.

He first teleported to the bee closest to Purgatory, then stepped out of the mist, and immediately relied on a piece of black tortoise shell to reach the Yunhuang wooden house on the rocky ground.

He returned to purgatory smoothly.

……

(End of this chapter)