Purgatory

Chapter 647 Disrespect
  Above the mist where Pang Jian left.

The tide of souls in the mire was churning and surging, constantly spreading to the surrounding areas, but it did not penetrate deep into the sea of ​​mist.

It was like another piece of sky, covering a large area of ​​​​fog sea. Some souls and powers within it conveyed the power of detection, trying to confirm Pang Jian's position after falling into the strange fog.

But there is no trace.

Every outer god will be moved at will by the power of the great road at the moment it falls into the sea of ​​mist, and will instantly appear in an unknown area.

Anyone who goes deep into the mist will be lost in an instant.

Only those who have a special sense with He Tianwai and have made sufficient preparations in advance can use He Tianwai's sense to confirm their own coordinates and know where is up and where is down.

Only in this way can we not get lost and hope to escape from the sea of ​​fog and return to the starry sky above.

The moment Pang Jian sank, he was caught by the invisible "hand of the avenue" and thrown to the other side.

As the supreme god of the ghost clan, Zi Mo thought that he could confirm Pang Jian's current location with his magical powers, but found that he had underestimated the mystery of the mist.

A high-ranking god as powerful as him could do nothing to do anything even though he had used such terrifying magical powers.

After a while.

A huge golden altar was moved by several three-legged golden crows, burning with the true fire of the sun.

Three golden crows spread their wings gracefully, and the golden altar came thousands of miles away in the blink of an eye.

Above the altar covering an area of ​​tens of thousands of acres, the Sun God, whose body is wrapped in natural golden armor, looks toward the sea of ​​fog with blazing eyes.

His divine body exceeds ten thousand feet, with lines containing the principles of the scorching sun. The armor that appears on his body is also intertwined like electricity in his pupils.

Around His altar, big explosions continued to occur in the void, and the sun's flames sputtered everywhere.

After him, Yangluo, the supernatural god with a human-faced spider body, also flew by.

Yang Luo's impeccably beautiful face was full of gloating, and she said in a mocking tone: "Your Excellency Zi Mo, Youkui is the middle god of your ghost clan and one of your most powerful subordinates."

"And he was really killed by Pang Jian with one man and one sword?"

"The gods of your ghost clan are already so weak now?"

Ever since she chose to be loyal to that master, Yang Luo no longer had much respect for Zi Mo.

This time, the reason why he responded to Zi Mo and He Mo Tian was entirely because he was personally more interested in Pang Jian.

"Not long ago, in the mist below, Pang Jian was severely injured by me. He could only escape with the secret method of the world god's artifact."

An arrogant smile appeared on Yang Luo's lips, "It didn't take long. How could he kill You Kui and escape from the stars above? Tsk tsk!"

What he was talking about was that You Kui was too weak and the ghost gods were not strong enough.

The handsome Sun God looked at Him in surprise.

It seems that he did not expect that he, a mere mid-level god, would have the courage to tease the supreme ghost clan.

In the soul tide of the mire, Zi Mo's soul breath set off a storm, and a shadow slowly formed.

"Yang Luo, that person's true body is not here. His body condensed in purgatory, due to the union of Li Zhaotian and Tianjin, cannot maintain contact with his true body outside the sky."

"That is to say, if I want to kill you, he won't know it first, and then he won't be able to catch me if he knows it."

"He has many gods under his command, and there are even fewer intermediate gods like you. Do you think He will provoke an all-out war between the Heavenly Clan and our Ghost Clan just because of you, Yangluo?"

The purple ink shadow said calmly.

As soon as these words came out, the smile on Yang Luo's face disappeared immediately.

"Don't provoke you. I'm not in a good mood right now." Zi Mo snorted and said, "My real body is on the way here. I hope you will go down as soon as possible to confirm his trace in the mist."

"You all know the location of Purgatory. I think as long as you wait near Purgatory, he will show up."

When the supreme god of the ghost clan was speaking, more gods came one after another. The low-ranking gods who arrived just glanced at the shadow of the purple ink, and then jumped into the sea of ​​mist with interest.

"In Pang Jian's hands, there are two artifacts containing thunder. Please pay attention."

Zi Mo looked at Sun God and Yang Luo again.

The two middle gods thought for a while, and without saying a word, they plunged into the vast sea of ​​fog one after another.

……

Purgatory, the fifth realm.

The first continent.

Li Yuqing, who resembles the Shadow Clan, has a petite and slender figure, and her breath exudes a cold flavor.

Her appearance, her breath, and the filthy supernatural power surging in her body were consistent with the shadow tribe women in the fifth realm.

She looks more like an alien from the fifth realm than Pang Jian, who has an image of the Yao clan.

She was in Guangming City, which belonged to the Heavenly Clan, and asked the Heavenly Clan warriors left behind to buy information. She learned that not long ago, a young man from the Yao Clan flew into the sea of ​​fog from the direction of Luoshen Mountain.

"Entering the Sea of ​​Fog?"

She was ordered to come down to find Pang Jian and told Pang Jian that King Li, Zhu Ji, and the ghost mother were trapped below the fifth realm. She looked towards the direction Pang Jian went away, and was a little undecided for a moment.

Pang Jian, who transformed into a young man from the Yao tribe, suddenly entered the sea of ​​fog, which was enough to attract attention.

In addition, her going deep into the sea of ​​fog may have the opposite effect and make people more suspicious that something is wrong with Pang Jian.

Just when she decided to wait, she saw a blazing flaming meteor, wrapped in a tall figure, breaking through the thick magic cloud from above and falling.

Go straight to the strange fog that Pang Jian entered!
  She was extremely certain that the tall figure inside the Fire Meteor was the tenth level strongest Qixu of the Yan Clan.

"Pang Jian was exposed?"

Li Yuqing was confused.

She didn't know that Pang Jian's true form, which had disappeared into the mist, "fished" out a stream of filthy essence from the darkness, attracting the attention of many powerful alien races.

She took it for granted that Qixu came over and locked into the mysterious fog, and must have known that Pang Jian was hiding inside.

How to do?
  A level [-] strongest from the Yan clan went deep into the mist to hunt Pang Jian. Should she join in to help?
  Pang Jian's true body is in the immortal state, and the soul with the combat power of a true god is not currently in purgatory.

With her power and Pang Jian's power, if they work together in the mist, is it possible to deal with Qi Xu of the Yan tribe?

"Senior Li, who is in the Immortal Realm, once fought with Li Bai to no avail. Now, I have also been promoted to the Immortal Realm, and I have Pang Jian to help me."

"If we join forces, we should be able to fight!"

Li Yuqing concealed her aura and did not use the "Sky-Splitting Sword". She wrapped her body in the Tianbao Li family's secret treasure divine clothing and flew towards the sea of ​​strange mist.

……

"again."

On the top of the magnificent palace in Guangming City, an old man from the Heavenly Clan with a ninth-level bloodline stared at the sea of ​​fog with a face filled with astonishment.

A young and powerful warrior of the Yao clan, after receiving a stream of filthy essence, retreated into the sea of ​​mist.

Master Qi Xu of the Yan tribe, after returning from the upper world, directly entered the sea of ​​fog.

Now, another Shadow Clan warrior with an unknown bloodline level is also heading towards the sea of ​​fog.

He felt something was wrong, so he began to report the news and let the people above handle it.

……

(End of this chapter)