Purgatory

Chapter 684 The changes in Tianfeng’s remains

True Dragon Palace.

"Liu Fu is dead. The blood bank created by the human race, which collected blood essences from all races, was looted. All the blood essences of foreign races, including those of our demon race, are missing."

"We can't find out who did it at the moment."

"The broken earth driven by the fire god's flames sank into the fifth realm and never came up again."

"Not long ago, Yu Xin from the Tian Clan and Xuan Ying from the Demon Scale Clan received news from Yan Lie, and no one is allowed to return to the fifth realm at this time."

"There was a burst of luck that flashed in the void outside the Forbidden Land and was intercepted by a mysterious person."

"Prince Li, Li Zhaotian, Su Wanrou and others are still in the fifth realm."

"A shocking event is happening in the fifth realm!"

"..."

A group of gray finches kept chirping in the empty hall.

Long Xiao, who has transformed into a human, is sitting alone in a high position with his arms on the armrests, as if he is in a state of wandering mind.

In such a large True Dragon Palace, there should have been many ninth-level dragons, and a group of demon kings on both sides.

But now it was just him and a group of gray finches.

His most valued dragon was killed, and the new generation Long Yan of the Yanlong clan also died. Two level nine dragons were killed by Pang Jian one after another outside the Holy Spirit Continent.

The power of Dragon Cave has never been so weak.

The "Poison Tribulation" broke out in the Holy Spirit Continent, causing the tragic death of many demon tribesmen, and he acted as the vanguard of the alien race, first attacking the Rock Continent, and then preventing Li Zhaotian from becoming a true god.

As a result, the little girl in "Thunder Cave" was successfully rescued by Li Zhaotian, and Li Zhaotian successfully became a god.

After merging with "Tianjin", Li Zhaotian's combat power increased extremely horribly. Not long ago, he was seriously injured and had to shrink into the Dragon Cave, relying on the Dragon Cave and the Holy Spirit Continent to heal his injuries.

The old demon king began to question his ability and his choices.

There are also many demon kings and great demons. Although they are afraid of his power and say nothing, they all miss Tianfeng in their hearts and the old Xuan Turtle who always thinks about the future of the demon clan.

"Should I leave?"

Long Xiao's eyes showed confusion.

He waved his hand half-heartedly, and a group of gray sparrows responsible for reporting the news to him flew out of the True Dragon Palace along the window.

Long Xiao looked towards the dome of the palace, looking at the flame dragons, thunder dragons, frost dragons, and five-clawed golden dragons with their teeth and claws dancing, and at the real dragons soaring in the star-studded dome.

Like swimming in the endless starry sky.

The picture of dragons wandering around the stars engraved on the dome is the grand occasion that the dragon clan should have in Long Xiao's mind. He lingers in purgatory and refuses to leave, just because he wants to create many dragon gods.

He wanted to wait for five or more tenth-level dragon gods to be born in the dragon cave, and then everyone could break through the heavenly ban and come out together.

Since the Dragon Clan is an important branch of the Ancient Demon Clan, isn't the appearance of many dragon gods also a sign of the ancient Demon Clan's great prosperity?

Doesn't it mean the glory of the demon clan?

When the dragon clan becomes stronger, it will naturally benefit the entire demon clan and allow more demon kings in purgatory to be promoted to demon gods.

It's just a matter of first and last. Why are those demon kings dissatisfied with themselves?

Frustrated, Long Xiao wanted to go into the depths of the rocky ground and have a heart-to-heart talk with the reborn Old Black Turtle. He wanted to ask the Old Black Turtle what he had done wrong.

Suddenly, he felt restless and felt a pressure from an unknown source.

There was some kind of force that was both familiar to him and yet strange to him, gathering momentum in a place that he didn't know clearly.

That power seemed to be able to threaten him and make him die in purgatory.

"Maybe I really should go."

This old dragon, which has dominated the path of Thunder God for thousands of years, leaving those who practice the Thunder Spirit Art unable to see a way out, murmured uneasily.

……

On Beiqi's broken ground, and on the broken ground where some Tianfeng's remains fell, changes occurred unknowingly.

In places such as the Insect Valley, Black Water Pond, and the Island in the Lake, sections once shone brightly, and then turned into gray-white giant phoenix bones, and the color gradually changed to black.

The demons living in the Broken Earth noticed the color change of Tianfeng's remains, but did not know the reason.

Not only the demons here, but also many alien warriors from the fifth realm noticed that the bones of Tianfeng in the broken ground also changed in color.

For no reason, the remains gradually turned from gray-white to black.

……

The sixth realm.

After Pang Jian's real body sank, the Black Dragon King silently waited for Pang Jian's message in a different place where the filthy supernatural power was more powerful and the dark power was more turbulent.

Suddenly, a dark force that he could not understand was injected into his huge and winding dragon body.

Each of his dragon scales emits a cold metallic luster, making it appear darker and colder.

His dragon soul was surrounded by dark alien power that was like substance, and he was forced to accept the dark laws that he could not understand at his current level of bloodline.

His dragon soul began to materialize!

Through Pang Jian, he knew that when the low-ranking god outside the sky confirmed his level, his heart only changed.

Like him, like all the creatures who strengthen themselves through blood, they break through in this way.

His dragon heart merged with a filthy essence, and many hidden bloodlines began to glow with power. He also recovered his lost memories in one fell swoop and became the Black Dragon King who once roamed the fifth realm.

However, outside of heaven He is just a low-level God.

The sign of the middle god is to create a substantial godhead, and the soul has a carrier of the godhead!

And now, he is pushed by the dark power of the fifth realm, directly starting the path to the middle god to condense his godhead!

The Black Dragon King couldn't help but let out a deep roar of emotion.

He thought: "I had known that I would have such great luck in the fifth realm of purgatory. Before I fought with Long Xiao, I should have sunk. When I became a middle-level god and possessed godhood, Long Xiao would How could he be my opponent?"

"Darkness is accompanied by the fifth, sixth, and seventh realms of purgatory!" "Darkness is the eternal theme of the world below, and my blood is born with dark mysteries. I should have been the darling of the world below. !”

"I should have known better!"

The Black Dragon King was very excited.

……

In the seventh realm, Pang Jian came in his true form, feeling like he was in a box without a bronze medal.

The ultimate darkness, the vast void, without any energy he was familiar with.

Nothingness, silence, and emptiness are how he feels about this world.

Unlike the situation in the box, the seventh world is not cold, and there is no strange force that affects his body's feelings.

He lit a ray of fire at his fingertips and released a bolt of lightning, but it could not illuminate the darkness.

Darkness swallowed up all light in an instant.

He didn't notice the vitality with his energy and blood induction. He spread out his divine consciousness and couldn't find the magnetic field of the living soul nearby.

The first demon, Qixu, and Luo Hongyan, who may also be here, could not be contacted after he arrived.

He wandered aimlessly.

At first, he could not see his limbs with his eyes, and could only see with his godhead.

In the fifth and sixth realms, he can see in the dark.

There is no dirty and strange power here, no metal, wood, water, fire, earth, ice, thunder and lightning, no light from the sun, moon and stars, only pure black, and this black does not even have energy.

It's just black.

But in the sixth realm above, darkness itself has energy, and so does the fifth realm.

He roars here, he perceives it with his godhead, and he tries to find the First Demon.

At some point, his eyes suddenly became able to see, allowing him to see his own limbs.

In the pure darkness of the seventh realm, his eyes returned to normal. He examined himself in great surprise, and subconsciously touched the bronze medal.

There was nothing unusual about the bronze medal, and there was nothing unusual about his body, which prevented him from finding the reason.

Since he found nothing and had no clue about the situation in the Seventh Realm, he was not in a hurry to communicate with the Black Dragon King and tell Xiao Hei his current situation.

He continued to fly, continuing to wander aimlessly.

……

Outside the Thunder Prison.

The underground palace, which symbolized Zi Mo's noble status, was surrounded by vast soul rivers and suddenly flew away from this strange foggy area.

"Evacuate."

The sound of purple ink came from the crystal tablets.

Listening, there was actually a hint of frustration.

A group of people gathered near the Thunder Prison and set up a dragnet. The gods who were waiting for Pang Jian to show up were dumbfounded holding the crystal cards in their hands.

"The Thunder Prison Demon Gods who were loyal to He Motian not only had their identities exposed, but they also failed to force Pang Jian out."

The voice of another ghost god sounded from the crystal tablets corresponding to the major gods. He said for Zimo: "Since Pang Jian knows that we intercepted and killed him outside the Thunder Prison, he will definitely stay in the Thunder Prison. Absolutely It won’t come out.”

The gods were in an uproar and evacuated, shouting and cursing.

Not long after, the gods from all sides who had fallen into the mist due to You Kui's death and Zi Mo's summons dispersed in a rush.

"Why don't you leave?"

The Sun God controlled the altar, and when he was about to leave with the sun's flowing fire blooming, he suddenly noticed that Han Yi's altar had not moved.

He couldn't help but come over, with a bright smile on his handsome face, and said: "I heard that you and Yingyue have a good personal relationship. Can you give me a few words of kindness? My feelings for Yingyue can be learned from the gods!"

Han Yi's attitude was cold and he said: "When I see Him, I will tell you what I feel like."

The Sun God pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled, bowed in a self-assured manner, and said: "If Yingyue is willing to accept me because of your help, I will be very grateful to you!"

"Then I won't disturb you."

The Sun God was also aware of the situation. Seeing that Han Yi was not interested in talking, he said, "There has been some instability in the mist lately. You'd better not stay too long. I heard that Pang Jian killed You Kui."

"Like us, Youkui is also a middle god. You'd better be careful."

As a kind reminder, the Sun God also moved away from the outer world of Thunder Prison.

……

A few hours later.

A figure with colorful brilliance came out through the wall of Thunder Prison and appeared at the remains of Na Fandi.

Han Yi suddenly felt something and flew away in a hurry.

……

Also deep in the mist, Yang Luo, with a human face and a spider body, did not leave in a hurry.

This cold god who surrendered to Luo Hongyan in purgatory and severely injured Pang Jian in the mist has been secretly paying attention to Han Yi, observing his expressions and behavior, and watching his worries and sorrows.

"Sure enough, there are ghosts."

Yang Luo sneered.

……

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(End of this chapter)