Purgatory

Chapter 636 Another battle with the middle god!
"Where are they?"

Youkui asked with a sneer.

As soon as this sound fell, a dozen gloomy rivers suddenly spewed out of the caves on the surface of the nameless stars.

The ghost river formed by powerful souls and ghosts exudes a silver-gray halo, drifting outward from the stars.

Like a ferocious evil dragon, it rushes out from the dark and lightless underground abyss, intending to wreak havoc on all living beings in the outside world and swallow up all supernatural powers that can be swallowed up.

"Hoo! Hoo hoo!"

Yin spirits and ghosts from various ethnic groups outside the sky suddenly flew out from those ghost rivers, including the giant spirit tribe, the shadow tribe, the sky tribe, the demon tribe, the underground tribe, and the ghost tribe itself.

The sky is full of ghosts and ghosts, like butterflies and birds, floating in the outer void where the stars are.

"Mi! Soul!"

Exploring the soul piece by piece, detecting the divine consciousness, and sensing the waves of soul breath, are released by those soul ghosts and surround the stars.

"Not really? Is it just you?"

Youkui was stunned.

The next moment, those ghost rivers separated from the stars turned into silver-gray chains, like connecting all the souls and ghosts in series, and returned to the ground in an instant.

Youkui, who thought Han Yi and Ying Yue, two middle gods of the same level, were also involved, felt relaxed immediately.

He didn't take Pang Jian seriously, but he was quite wary of Han Yi and Ying Yue.

After all, those two, like him, are also real middle gods.

"That's right. Even if they have the idea of ​​killing me, they still don't dare to do it seriously. Master Zi Mo and I have a spiritual link, and I can convey my situation when I am in danger."

"As long as Lord Zi Mo knows that they are attacking me, no matter what their motives are, they will both die."

"They only dare to reveal my hiding place to you."

Convinced that Pang Jian was the only one, Youkui became more and more calm. He smiled and said, "I'm curious, how could they think that you, a newly promoted true god of the human race, can get rid of me?"

"I know you, your name is Pang Jian, right? You come from the Sword Tower and you are a sword god. You can still leave purgatory..."

This god, who appears as a man from the ghost race and has a somewhat handsome appearance, said: "I heard some ancient gods say that there is a mysterious world god in purgatory, which is passed down from generation to generation. The world god seems to be Master the method to leave purgatory without passing the heavenly ban."

"Are you the World God?"

Youkui asked one last question.

"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!"

A dozen ghost rivers that had previously flown out of the stars and explored the outer void instantly returned to the cave in the center of the earth where Youkui was.

The cave is connected to the outside, and the stone passages are suddenly filled with ghost rivers.

When he was in the cave, Pang Jian's divine consciousness stirred, and he saw more than a dozen fast and mighty ghost rivers coming along different stone paths, quickly blocking the way he could escape.

"Chee! Chuck!"

He used it to sense the divine consciousness around him, and when he touched the ghost river, it turned into dots of golden light.

It contains the characteristics of "Inferno Soul Bee", which can destroy the golden light that engulfs the consciousness of the gods, but is absorbed by Youkui's Ghost River.

The golden glow is like pieces of dead leaves, forced to sink to the bottom of the Ghost River.

"True god of the human race!"

"Hey, what a rare species of gods! We have followed Master Youkui for so many years, but we have never come into contact with the true god of the human race in the outer galaxy!"

"Interesting, interesting divine power!"

Seven or eight ferocious ghosts emerged from the mighty ghost rivers. They dragged Pang Jian's divine consciousness like golden dead leaves into it like carrying heavy objects.

"Soul confinement!"

Youkui on the stone platform shouted softly.

In the center of his eyebrows, a mysterious cyan ghost talisman was vividly and vividly twisting, drawing out the blood from his eyebrows.

As soon as the green ghost talisman came out, his face turned pale again, and the divine light in his eyes dimmed slightly.

But when he shouted the word "soul confinement" and the green ghost talisman twisted and floated above his head, Pang Jian's soul suddenly shook.

He, the divine consciousness that was detecting the ghost river, the source demon of the small world in the sword, and his true body far away in purgatory, suddenly cut off the connection.

As soon as "Soul Imprisonment" came out, he seemed to be the only lonely ghost in the world.

Youkui, the countless ghosts and ghosts in Youkui Ghost River, the alien star devourers.

Everything he could see, including invisible but real souls, all disappeared from his perception.

What's even more frightening is that his and his five internal organs, as well as the sun, moon and star acupoints, have also been greatly reduced in sensitivity.

The body is his, the strength is his, and the utensils are his, but he suddenly becomes infinitely far away.

He cannot touch it and cannot extract it.

You Kui is the second middle god he fights outside the sky besides Yang Luo.

Having had fighting experience with Yang Luo, he understood how terrifying the real power of a complete form of Median God was.

He had been mentally prepared before coming and knew what he was going to face, but before the battle really broke out, he was taught a hard lesson by Youkui.

Fortunately, fortunately, Han Yi knew Youkui's strengths and advantages and helped him decide on his backup plan.

"rise!"

After the main thought and partial thought of the soul were cut off, he withdrew in advance, imprinted a will on the "Five Thunder Boom" in advance, and took the lead in activating the artifact "Five Thunder Boom".

From the sleeve made of colorful rays of light on his left hand, a bright white pillar burst out. "Boom! Boom!"

Along with the blast of the pillar, there were five mysterious thunder vortices and many thunder balls floating in the thunder vortex.

Golden thunder, wooden thunder, water thunder, fire thunder, earth thunder, thousands of violent thunder balls with divine power were thrown towards the mighty ghost river and sank deep in the river.

Youkui worked hard and spent tens of thousands of years to collect the souls of the strong men wandering around the star fields, and suddenly suffered heavy casualties.

The God of Thunder is the nemesis of ghosts and gods like him!
Ghosts that have no real body, only ghost spirits, no matter how advanced they are condensed by him, will disappear one after another when encountering this kind of thunder essence that naturally restrains them.

The Ghost River was bombarded by a wave of thunderballs from the "Five Thunder Bombs" and was also cut into pieces.

Looking at it suddenly, it looked like long sinister snakes, which had been broken into many pieces by the explosion.

"Pong!"

The pillar of the artifact "Five Thunder Boom" fell on top of You Kui's head, the cyan ghost talisman used to cast the "Soul Imprisonment".

The five thunder blasts were like killing a terrifying evil ghost, causing the ghost talisman to suddenly be annihilated.

Youkui groaned, and the "soul ban" was instantly lifted.

"Thunder artifact!"

The ghost god who suffered the loss screamed, and his body was immediately wrapped in the huge black cloak.

His face and body were all wrapped in a cloak, and his gloomy and cold aura no longer leaked out.

"Chi! Chi!"

From Onikawachi, from the "Five Thunder Booms", the lightning and thunderballs that splashed out and flew out hit him, but they were all blocked by the jet black cloak.

Youkui was unscathed and said coldly: "All ghost gods like me have imagined fighting a thunder god of the same level. Since we know that we are naturally restrained by the thunder god, we will always prepare something."

"Pang Jian, the artifact in your hand should belong to a demon god, or a low-level demon god!"

"The artifact of a low-ranking thunder god can only make me suffer a small loss when I am not prepared."

He kept holding it in his hand, but did not rush to pull the waving sharp blade, and suddenly slashed at the artifact "Five Thunder Explosion."

Seven rays of blue divine light slashed at the white divine pillar, and the inner space of the star suddenly tore into long and narrow gaps, and unknown streams of light flashed through.

The space in the center of the earth was cut open by a sharp blade, which shows how sharp this weapon is!

"Pumppump!"

"Clang clang clang!"

Seven rays of divine light struck, and the many divine thunders exploded by the "Five Thunder Explosion" were all destroyed by sharp weapons.

After Pang Jian got this from the hands of the beast god Lei Meng, he carefully refined it and incorporated it into the cylindrical artifact with the power of the five elements. It was cut by You Kui and had many cracks.

"Five thunders struck. The raw material it was made of was not strong enough to stop His sharp weapon."

The source demon of the small world in the sword drank lightly and said: "I will try my best to limit his communication with external gods, especially that purple ink. But my demon body will also be affected by the terrifying power of thunder, so It’s better for me not to show my head.”

"In this way, you can concentrate on fighting and don't have to worry about me."

When he was sending the message, he had already seen Pang Jian take out another artifact.

As soon as the thunder pool appeared, the entire cave in the center of the earth was filled with a great terror.

Those ghosts that were not killed by the divine thunder and were still squirming and wandering in a section of the ghost river all screamed in extreme fear.

Just smelling the escaping breath of the thunder pool, the evil ghosts and fierce ghosts who struggled to survive under the five thunders felt like they were going to die.

"Lei Gong's relic!"

"I didn't expect that it was actually taken away by you and successfully refined."

"If this object was not broken and damaged, but was held intact by Thunder Lord, even Lord Zi Mo and Lord Hemotian would probably have to retreat."

"It's a pity that the unparalleled artifact only has a little power left, and you are not a pure God of Thunder."

Under the cover of the dark cloak, Youkui sneered a few words coldly, and then said: "The one who controls it, even if it is just a low-level thunder god, will make me a little nervous."

"But you're not."

"You are a guy who wants everything and is not proficient in anything. If I get you the high-level artifact left by Thunder Lord, how much power can you use?"

Under the cloak, Youkui extended his hands infinitely, and suddenly pulled in the discarded limbs of Galactus.

More than a dozen limbs of Galactus turned into whip pythons, which were nimbly controlled by him to whip and wrap around Pang Jian.

"Huh! Huh huh!"

The black gold divine sword slashed in the void. The dazzling sword light carried various exquisite sword techniques and slashed at the limbs of the Star Eater.

"Crack! Crack!"

The attack from the whip python was chopped into pieces by the divine sword, and scattered all over the ground like corpses.

Although the inner space of the earth is spacious, it is still relatively large for creatures with normal bodies.

In such a space, Pang Jian did not make the soul towering, nor did You Kui make the divine body appear giant.

They all use ordinary body forms to attack each other in the way they are proficient in.

Pang Jian, who had five thunders, a thunder pool, and the Source Demonic Sword in his hand, relied on the high level of the artifact and his natural ability to restrain Youkui, so that he could compete with Youkui in the cave in the center of the earth.

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(End of this chapter)