Purgatory

Chapter 449 Holding a Sword in the Lower Realm
In mid-air of Qiantian Continent.

The two immortal realm elders in Jianlou were hovering above a huge sword boat, looking down at the lower realm with solemn expressions.

On the deck of this sword boat, there is a small space teleportation array, which can instantly send disciples back to the sword tower when they step on it.

As long as the visitor is not dead and is seriously injured and sent to the sword tower, there is always a way to treat him.

But unfortunately, in the Qiantian Continent below, there is no similar small space teleportation array that can respond to it.

Dozens of miles away, above a hideous ship with white bones, stood several ninth-level blood warriors of the Demon Scale Clan.

And further away, there are also Immortal Realm Overhaul from the Ghost Sacrifice Sect and the Haotian Divine Kingdom, anchored on the escorting ships, waiting for those who break out of the siege to rise into the sky.

The human race's Dongxuan, Ningshen, Soul Traveling and Nirvana realm practitioners are dying every moment on the land below.

Aliens and ferocious beasts are no exception.

Race wars have always been so cruel.

Every battle, no matter the winner or the loser, will leave behind a large number of corpses.

And in many cases, when the battle is over, there may not be a winner or loser, but only almost equal corpses.

"Wen Hao's side, it's getting more and more difficult."

Shi Bingyun was on the deck of the sword boat, watching Zhou Wenhao, who was rushing towards an exchange point, but was intercepted by a Demon Scale woman holding a serrated sword.

The old man from Jianlou who was Shi Bingyun's junior brother in the late stage of the Nirvana Realm was killed by the fierce Demon Scale Tribe woman.

Several eighth-level Demon Scale warriors, all led by the woman, went to intercept and kill the group of Jianlou disciples who wanted to evacuate Qiantian Continent.

——They are also the strongest interceptors.

The teams composed of the Yan Tribe, the Ghost Tribe, and the Wood Tribe were not as good as this Demon Scale Tribe team in intercepting the Cloud-Devouring Army and Jinghong Army of the Bright Sky Kingdom, or intercepting and killing the evacuees of the Desolate Realm and the Ancient Fa Sect. horrible.

It also shows how much the foreign races in the fifth realm attach great importance to the sword tower.

"She is Xuanying, the daughter of Li Bai, the current leader of the Demon Scale Clan. I heard that she was promoted to the eighth level in Beiqi Shattered Land. She was the one in charge of the Demon Spirit Continent back then, and she almost killed Liu Youyu and Hu Yatou and others." Cai Xin looked deeply and said: "Her bloodline was only level seven at that time!"

"This girl is really a peerless talent among the alien races. She may have greater potential than Li Bai." Shi Bingyun said coldly.

They were all in the Immortal Realm, and could only watch helplessly as the Xuanying, who was only an eighth-level bloodline, was like a cat playing with a mouse, waving a terrifying serrated long knife, constantly adding scars to the body of the strong man in the Jianlou Nirvana Realm.

Zhou Wenhao, with disheveled hair and covered in dirty blood, could not stop this woman from the Demon Scale Tribe who had just entered the eighth level.

"Crack!"

The serrated long knife struck again, and deep cracks were torn into the earth.

This magic sword, which has shattered many continents and countless mountains and rivers, first shattered the protective shield of a Jianlou Nirvana Realm major cultivator, and then split it into two pieces.

"Uncle Yin!"

The gatekeepers of Jianlou cried out in mourning.

The Great Cultivator from the Nirvana Realm named Yin, who came from Tianmen Peak and was part of the lineage of the Great Elder Jiang Ran, escorted them conscientiously all the way, but eventually died in front of their eyes.

Wearing a bright silver scale mask, revealing only a pair of cold eyes, the woman from the Demon Scale Tribe is so powerful that it makes people despair.

The proud men of Jianlou finally understood that in the fifth realm of eternal darkness, among the alien races that they had looked down upon in the past, there were also earth-shattering and peerless figures.

Xuanying is a fifth-level wizard like that evil girl from the Tianbao Li family.

As Jiang Ran's direct disciple, Zhou Wenhao, although he has a cultivation level in the middle stage of the Nirvana Realm, his brilliance pales in comparison with hers.

"Perhaps, only Senior Brother Chen Weihuang can fight with him. It's a pity that Senior Brother Chen is in Xuanyou Continent, not Qiantian." Zhuang Yuyan whispered weakly.

She and Qi Qingsong were standing next to each other, fighting with the seventh-level Demon Scale warriors. Their protective shields were shattered and then refined over and over again.

There was blood on her temples, and the bones in Qi Qingsong's broken arm that had been reattached were broken.

The two of them fought while swallowing pills, constantly overdrawing their potential.

They know in their hearts that the key to this battle lies with Xuanying. No one can deal with this female warrior of the Demon Scale Tribe who has been promoted to the eighth level. They will definitely destroy the entire army here.

But even Zhou Wenhao couldn't stop Xuan Ying from slashing with the magic knife. Who could lead them to escape?

The immortal realm in the sky has a tacit understanding with the ninth-level bloodline warriors of the alien race and will not take action in Qiantian Continent.

So even if they saw the sword boat there, they knew that the elders with immortal realm cultivation would not break the rules and rush down to pick them up.

Once the rules that both sides abide by are broken, and immortal realm and ninth-level warriors join the battle, the Qiantian Continent will be shattered.

Regardless of the human race or the alien race, they would rather the tribesmen below the ninth level and the cultivators below the immortal realm fight until they die together in the Qiantian Continent, rather than break up another continent.

As long as there is land, life will continue to multiply and create more warriors and practitioners with powerful bloodlines.

"Tick!"

The blood flowed uncontrollably in Zhou Wenhao's sleeves. The shield that protected his flesh and blood was broken, and he felt the infection of the dirty and strange power.

He was too lazy to resist the filthy power and the continuous trauma to his flesh and blood body. He didn't care about the sequelae that would be difficult to heal. Instead, he stared at Xuan Ying.

His heart was bleeding and screaming.

During the years when Master Jiang Ran was away, the uncle named Yin Tong took care of him and Su Yue, taught them swordsmanship, and solved their worries.

Yin Tong is not a spiritual genius. He has not reached the Immortal Realm at the age of more than 300 years. He has been wasting in the Nirvana Realm for many years without making any progress.

But it was this Yin Tong who treated him and Su Yue as his own, and held a very high status in his heart.

Just now, when Xuan Ying struck with his sword, Yin Tong saw that he was already exhausted and took out his body shield to try to block the blow for him.

Yin Tong blocked it and lost his life.

Zhou Wenhao, who was proud and arrogant, couldn't help but burst into tears from his red eyes. He wanted to do something for Yin Tong, but found that there seemed to be nothing he could do.

"It is the greatest respect to Jianlou that I lead the Demon Scale Clan to intercept you."

Xuanying's agile and tall body stopped above a dead tree stained with blood, looking coldly at the fighting Jianlou disciples.

Behind her, the long and narrow serrated knife floated quietly, shocking all the sword tower disciples. "Sword Tower, whenever the human race is in danger, there are always shocking people who appear."

"Even if the current Sword Tower has not yet formed a true god, we still dare not underestimate the Sword Tower."

Her chilling eyes fell on Qi Qingsong, then looked at Zhuang Yuyan, saying: "You two are quite extraordinary. After being promoted to the Nirvana Realm, you will bring great consequences to our eighth-level warriors." trouble."

"And that Pang Jian!"

When she talked about Pang Jian, her silver teeth secretly gnashed under her mask and said, "I specifically found Beiqi Broken Land and went to his hometown to look for him, but there was no news about him."

"He is a bigger hidden danger than you. If..."

The voice came to an abrupt end.

She suddenly looked towards the void under the night, and felt a familiar aura from the sword boat that had been moored for a long time.

"Pang Jian!"

Xuanying raised his head and shouted, and countless sword lights were released from the serrated magic knife like a school of bloodthirsty fish.

"Pang Jian?"

Qi Qingsong, Zhuang Yuyan, and Zhou Wenhao, whose chest was bleeding profusely, all subconsciously looked into the air.

"Pang Jian!"

Elders Shi Bingyun and Cai Xin also looked at the person who suddenly appeared in the small space teleportation array in shock. Cai Xin exclaimed: "What are you doing here?"

"Senior Sister Hu said that the Demon Scale Tribe's dazzling shadows are killing everyone, and no one is her opponent. I am here to take Qi Qingsong and Senior Sister Zhuang back."

Through the teleportation array of Yuanji Broken Earth, Pang Jian reached here directly, and his sword fell from the sky.

"Xuan Ying is an eighth-level bloodline!" Shi Bingyun reminded in alarm.

Pang Jian's indifferent but confident voice floated in the air: "It doesn't matter, I have also broken through to the realm of Nirvana."

"Nirvana Realm!"

Cai Xin and Shi Bingyun were shocked.

"Jianlou, Pang Jian, was second on the Soul Traveling Realm list, and he actually came down!"

"The pressure on the Jianlou side is too great. Zhou Wenhao has been holding on for so long, and he can't hold it anymore. But, can Pang Jian alone lead them to survive?"

"That female warrior from the Demon Scale Clan, holding a god-level sword, is invincible on the battlefield where the Immortal Realm cannot take action! Unless the monsters from the Tianbao Li Family land at the same level as the Nirvana Realm, I don't think anyone can suppress her. she!"

"Pang Jian, what can we do if we return from the upper world?"

"..."

Over the continent, and everywhere on the continent.

The teams from all sides, who were still fighting against alien races and ferocious beasts, but whose situation was far less difficult than that of the Sword Tower, watched a black-golden sword light fall from the sky.

Pang Jian's name has long been deeply rooted in people's hearts because of the image of Liu Youyu's Xuantian Divine Mirror, which also allowed everyone to see how powerful he was.

But the demon scale tribe's dazzling shadow is really ferocious and has killed several sword tower protectors in the realm of annihilation.

They didn't think Pang Jian was qualified to fight against such a dazzling figure.

……

"call out!"

The black-gold Origin Demon Sword took Pang Jian and fell into the mountain forest, landing in front of dozens of Jianlou disciples.

"stop!"

Xuanying gave a soft drink and waved his hand to signal the Demon Scale warriors who were surrounding the Jianlou disciples to disperse.

The Demon Scale warriors retreated as instructed, allowing the Jianlou disciples to take a breather. They also looked curiously at this new Jianlou warrior who risked his own life.

One person and one sword, Pang Jian arrived in front of Xuan Ying and stopped in the mountain forest filled with filthy alien power.

He was wearing the blue clothes common to Jianlou disciples, with a sword order hanging on his waist, and holding a black-gold long sword.

"laugh!"

The tip of the sword was shining with dazzling golden light, pointing diagonally at the earth.

The sharpness of the sword intention that had not yet been revealed actually split the air and the earth where the sword tip pointed, and penetrated a sword hole the size of a thumb.

"Pang Jian!"

Zhou Wenhao, Zhuang Yuyan, Qi Qingsong, and many people who didn't know him before suddenly screamed.

"The Source Demon Sword is no longer a broken sword! The other missing part was actually found by him!"

"He is in the realm of Nirvana!"

The sharp-eyed guardian of the sword tower instantly saw the difference in the black gold sword, and also noticed Pang Jian's new realm.

The human race's realm of annihilation corresponds to the eighth-level bloodline of the foreign race. Pang Jian should be promoted to the realm of annihilation soon, and the same is true for Xuan Ying.

Xuan Ying holds the Demon Sword, and Pang Jian holds the complete Source Demon Sword.

One is Li Bai's daughter, and the other is Li Zhaotian's direct disciple. The two seem to be completely compatible.

"When you were in the Demon Spirit Continent, you used deceit to escape, making it difficult for me to find you."

The long serrated knife behind Xuan Ying's back exuded the aura of tearing apart the world. She said with cold eyes: "This time, you need to protect these fellow swordsmen. You probably won't be able to leave."

"Pang Jian, if you can stop me this time, I will make the decision for you to lead your fellow disciples back!"

……

(End of this chapter)