Purgatory

Chapter 451
On the battlefield where Xuanying and Pang Jian fought, the changes in the sky gradually calmed down.

The cracks in the earth that opened did not heal in time, and the shocking vibrations inside have not yet subsided.

There is still blood light and sword light, sometimes shining for a moment, and then quietly disappearing inside.

At this time, Xuan Ying held a knife with both bones and looked at Pang Jian quietly.

But her two arms holding the sword were suffering from the aftermath of the collapse of Pang Jian's last secret realm.

"Hey!"

The power that was enough to kill an eighth-level bloodline warrior spread crazily up her arms, and the twisted and disordered power of chaos within easily crushed her muscles and flesh.

His two arms quickly revealed their bloody arm bones, as if they had been eaten by an invisible poisonous dragon snake.

Not long after, the last wave of erosion power turned her arms into two arm bones covered in blood.

However, the look in her eyes as she looked at Pang Jian at this moment was so calm that it was heart-stopping.

It was as if the two arms, whose flesh and blood had been eroded, did not belong to her at all.

Suddenly, her eyes instantly became fierce and cold, as if she was confidently waiting for something.

"Crack! Crack!"

A series of crunching sounds came from Pang Jian's sunken sternum, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the cortex of his chest was torn apart like the earth being torn apart.

After the sound of "Peng", a scarlet blood mist emerged from his "Godly Pond of Creation" in time, shrouding his body.

Xuanying was eroded by the aftermath of the last secret realm, but when she destroyed that secret realm, the hidden power that had not fully exploded also poured into Pang Jian's body.

It suddenly exploded at this moment.

It wasn't until she saw Pang Jian falling helplessly from mid-air that he was seriously injured, that joy appeared in her eyes, and she said coldly: "I am injured, how can you be safe and sound?"

Before he finished speaking, majestic blood force surged from his heart.

Her two fleshless arms suddenly began to turn into white bones, sinews, flesh and blood, and drops of demon blood accumulated on her arms in a dizzying way.

It looked as if there were several ferocious monster snakes of flesh and blood, entwining themselves and wandering towards her hand bones.

"Pang Jian!"

When they hit the ground, Zhuang Yuyan, Qi Qingsong and others had already rushed over and surrounded Pang Jian, who was obviously also seriously injured.

"Miss!"

Those eighth-level warriors from the Demon Scale Tribe fell one after another around Xuan Ying.

"I am fine."

Xuanying shook her head, her little face hidden under the silver scale mask only now showing pain.

Just no one can see it.

She raised her head, looked at the hideous ship with white bones, and whispered softly: "Let them go. I said before, as long as he can stop me, I will allow him to take his companions back."

Above the ship, several strong men from the Demon Scale clan with ninth-level bloodline frowned, but they still nodded in agreement.

below.

Zhou Wenhao, who had swallowed the pill and regained some of his strength, also took the initiative to approach and asked with a complicated expression: "Pang Jian, are you okay?"

"Fortunately."

Pang Jian, whose mouth and chest were full of blood, took out the Great Blood Essence Pill and swallowed it, and then activated the healing technique of the "Great Creation Holy Body" to stabilize the injury as much as possible.

He didn't expect that this eighth-level female warrior from the Demon Scale Clan would be so ridiculously strong.

After being promoted to the Nirvana Realm, he carried the Sea of ​​Chaos, and reached a short-term tacit understanding with the Origin Demon. His body strength, soul, and spiritual power were all superior to those in the Nirvana Realm at the same level.

In this state, he had the confidence to fight against an eighth-level demon with intact blood.

He never expected that the real combat power of a woman from the Demon Scale Tribe who he had contact with in the Demon Spirit Continent would be so exaggerated, and she would be evenly matched with him.

In the previous battle, he had no reservations, using the divine weapon Origin Demon Sword and Chaos Sword Technique to cooperate.

Unexpectedly, they were unable to suppress Xuan Ying steadily, creating a lose-lose situation for both parties.

"Pang Jian, lead your fellow disciples to leave the Qiantian Continent. The last time your master came to the Demon Spirit Continent, he did not attack me or our Demon Scale clan members."

"This time, I will keep the promise I made with such wild words."

"The war between our race and your human race has just begun. I am looking forward to the second, third, and fourth battles with you!"

"You are my whetstone and a checkpoint on my way to becoming a god. For this reason, I am willing to let the tiger go back to the mountain."

Xuanying said solemnly.

The white bones have covered the flesh, but her arms are still very slender, which looks a bit weird compared to the huge long serrated knife.

Pang Jian didn't say a word, and didn't care about taking the time to heal his wounds. He immediately communicated with Yuan Mo, and then used his sword to go to the exchange point where the boat was parked.

He didn't have time to talk to Zhuang Yuyan and Qi Qingsong, and he didn't have time to be polite with Zhou Wenhao.

"Follow him!"

Zhou Wenhao was not pretentious at this moment. He immediately issued the order when Pang Jian moved forward.A group of guardians from the Sword Tower were also silent, holding their swords to guard against the Demon Scale warriors, either flying past or speeding with their swords.

heaven.

A ship carrying Ghost Tribe and Yao Tribe warriors quietly approached the skeletal Demon Scale Tribe ship. The ninth-level Ghost Tribe warrior looked stern and said: "What do you believe in what Xuan Ying says? Li Zhaotian A disciple of Nirvana Realm, his cultivation is as good as that of Xuan Ying."

"You know very well that such a boy is expected to become a god in the future!"

"The sword gods who were born from the sword tower are so heavily recorded in the ancient books of our various clans. You don't need me to remind you, right? If you let such a boy leave today, he will become a peerless sword god in the future!"

The ninth-level warriors of the ghost clan had already conveyed the order when they arrived, asking the eighth-level warriors who surrounded and killed other forces to gather together and eliminate the Jianlou disciples.

Especially Pang Jian!
If the rest of the Jianlou disciples survive by chance, they don't need to stalk him.

But the injured Pang Jian is the first in line of those who must be killed, and he must be eliminated with all his strength.

"On this continent, we, the Demon Scale Tribe, have the strongest power, and we have the final say." Although the ninth-level Demon Scale Tribe soldier in charge of the battlefield agreed with his concept, he still replied forcefully: "Miss Xuanying, from now on She will be a god born from our clan! To be honest, to some extent, she has a higher status than the leader of the Libai clan."

"Since she has clearly communicated her decision, we will definitely abide by it. If you dare to interfere with it, then don't blame us for being rude."

The other ninth-level warriors of the Demon Scale Tribe all looked at these visitors with cold eyes, each one looking more serious than the other.

"Are you serious?" the ghost warrior shouted angrily.

"If Miss Xuanying is serious, we will be serious."

"Okay! I hope you can bear the consequences afterwards!"

The ghost warrior angrily sent a message to the eighth-level tribesmen below, asking them to suspend their actions and allow the group of Jianlou disciples to return to the exchange point.

……

"Miss, this guy?"

A Demon Scale warrior who was close to Xuan Ying came over and handed over a large healing potion. He then looked worriedly at the direction Pang Jian was leaving and said, "He is very strong, and he will only get stronger in the future."

Xuanying said indifferently: "Me too."

"I'm afraid that he will surpass Li Zhaotian in the future. Miss, you have also witnessed the horror of Li Zhaotian's cultivation at the peak of the Immortal Realm and surviving a battle with the clan leader." The man's face was heavy and he shouted softly: "Li Zhaotian has the power to challenge across borders. , after becoming a god, it will become extremely terrifying. And Pang Jian, the same is true for now."

Xuanying's eyes were full of expectations and he said: "First of all, I am stronger than my father at any bloodline level. In other words, after my bloodline is promoted to level ten, my combat power will far exceed his."

"Secondly, there is no precedent for a person who owns the Sea of ​​Chaos to be successfully promoted to a true god. He cannot be among the strongest true gods in the human race. What do I have to worry about?"

"In the end, he truly became a god and became a true god of the human race. I also have the confidence to kill him as a god!"

Xuan Ying was silent for a moment and whispered: "You will never know how much I gained after fighting him. My blood, the exquisite secrets in my blood, and my eighth-level demon bone are all because of this It was consolidated in the first battle.”

"He may be the most evenly matched opponent in my life. Every battle with him will be a sublimation for me, and he will be the necessary nutrient to promote my transformation into a god."

"It's important to me that he lives and continues to grow."

"You won't understand these things even if I tell them, so you just have to do what I say."

……

An exchange point where the mountain peaks were flattened.

A small sword boat and ships from the Haotian Kingdom were moored.

Jinghonghou, one of the three great gods of the Haotian Kingdom, looked at Pang Jian who took the initiative to stand behind him when he reached the foot of the mountain.

Zhou Wenhao, Qi Qingsong, Zhuang Yuyan, and some Jianlou disciples in the Concentration Realm and Soul Wandering Realm arrived one by one at the top of the mountain where the ships were staying.

"Hoo! Hoo hoo!"

Ships belonging to foreign races quietly moved over from different directions in Qiantian Continent.

With the help of extraterrestrial civilizations, these rebuilt aerial weapons are no less impressive than human flying ships.

The alien warriors above were wearing extraordinary armor and using equipment.

"Sword Tower, you really can't underestimate it."

A young man from the Yao tribe suddenly flew through the air from the direction of Lieyang Sect, like a human-shaped scorching sun.

Surrounded by the halo of the sun, he has no hair or eyebrows. His whole person looks extremely bright, and his clean skin emits brilliant treasure.

"Lie Yi!"

The ninth-level warrior of the Demon Scale Clan, on top of the ferocious battleship with white bones, sternly shouted: "Our young lady has promised to allow Pang Jian to lead his fellow sect back! Lie Yi, no matter what status you have in the Yao Clan, Qiantian Continent All decisions are made by our Demon Scale Clan!"

He obviously knew that the other party was an extraordinary person.

He also realized that this young and powerful man from the Yao tribe suddenly appeared, and he must be heading towards Pang Jian.

"Yao clan, Lie Yi, is also an eighth-level bloodline."

"He was the most famous young powerhouse in the fifth realm before Xuan Ying emerged."

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(End of this chapter)