Purgatory

Chapter 7
After Zhou Qingchen left, He Ziren, who was finally willing to speak out, stared at Pang Jian coldly.

Pang Jian was like a lone wolf, staying alone in a secluded corner, always maintaining a posture of sitting quietly and adjusting his breath.

With his head down, he didn't care about the inside of the pile of rocks, Zhou and Ning's family's exploration of it.

He Ziren's words fell on deaf ears.

"I'm asking you something."

Seeing that Pang Jian was silent, He Ziren, who was dissatisfied when he first saw him, suddenly had a cold voice.

Ignored by Zhou Qingchen for a long time, the young master of the He family, who was so annoyed and had nowhere to vent his anger, never thought that a little hunter would dare to ignore his questioning.

He frowned and looked, and found that the eerie cold air escaping from the pile of stones was gathering densely around Pang Jian's side.

He Ziren was alarmed immediately, looked at Pang Jian in surprise, and touched Pang Jian lightly.

Pretending not to hear his question, Pang Jian, who was immersed in his practice, thought that He Ziren would not care about him, but he did not expect that the son of the He family would not give up.

In desperation, Pang Jian was forced to stop absorbing "Xuan Yin Qi", raised his head slightly and said, "I don't know."

"what are you doing?"

When he approached, he felt that the temperature around Pang Jian was extremely low, but he didn't intend to let him go easily.

"The spiritual energy locked in the Jedi contains the cold and poisonous mysterious power, which is not something ordinary people can bear. If I read correctly, you were absorbing the mysterious Yin power before, right? You... Are you still safe?"

He Ziren took a breath, as if he had discovered a new continent, and said in a low voice: "Boy, what kind of vicious art are you practicing?"

Only suitable magic formulas, or unwelcome evil monks, dare to try to guide this kind of "power of mystery" into the body, and gradually refine the insidious power hidden in it.

A little hunter actually knows how to refine the "Power of Mysterious Yin", which made He Ziren suddenly suspicious.

The cold light in his eyes flickered, carefully examined Pang Jian, thinking of several ways to torture people in his mind, and thought: "Perhaps, we can get some unexpected gains from this Orion."

Pang Jian said dumbly: "You read it wrong."

"Will I be wrong?"

He Ziren stepped forward, grabbed Pang Jian's shirt by his chest, and lifted him up.

The sharp-eyed young master of the He family stared straight at Pang Jian, sneering and threatening: "Boy, a lowly hunter like you, if I'm in a bad mood, I'll kill him if I kill him."

"And you..."

He Ziren grinned, raised Pang Jian even higher, and said mockingly: "If you dare to touch me, with your background and status, you won't have a foothold in the entire Fourth Realm."

He Ziren, who has a cultivation level of Tongmai, has unobstructed meridians in his body, and his spiritual power runs freely, which can be said to be infinite.

Under his powerful strength, Pang Jian, who was taller and stronger than him, was lifted into the air by him.

Pang Jian, who couldn't keep his feet on the ground, eagerly took out the long knife from his waist in a panic, planning to fight desperately.

"Wow!"

He Ziren shook his head and sneered, his body suddenly glowed with a hazy brilliance, covering his whole body with spiritual power.

"With the long knife in your hand, you don't even have the qualifications to break my flesh."

He Ziren swayed Pang Jian's body, made him sway like a kite, and encouraged him in a humiliating tone: "If you don't believe me, you can try it."

"Dangdang!"

Pang Jian really swung his knife and stabbed at He Ziren's arm, but it was as if he had chopped on a copper wall, unable to break through He Ziren's flesh and cause him no harm.

He Ziren smiled strangely: "I said it's useless."

Seeing that He Ziren couldn't do anything about it, and was held high by the hem of his clothes, Pang Jian couldn't even get away, so Pang Jian looked at the pile of rocks with a cold face.

The Ning family and the Zhou family needed someone who was familiar with the Cenji Mountains, and they couldn't do without him for the time being until the exploration mission was completed.

—he was about to make some noise.

"Answer my question, or you will die immediately."

He Ziren suddenly stopped the shaking hand, so that Pang Jian's body could be stabilized in the air, and then he pressed the other hand to Pang Jian's dantian Linghai, and said softly: "As long as you can prove that you have practiced evil methods, Now that I have a reason to kill you, Ning Yao will naturally be able to explain it to me."

Knowing that he couldn't avoid it, Pang Jian had no choice but to scream, trying to attract the attention of the Zhou family and the Ning family.

But his screams were covered by the piercing whistling sound that suddenly came from deep within the pile of rocks.

This time the strange roar became more and more terrifying, and it was no longer the sound of the wind, but like the roar of some kind of hidden monster!

As soon as this sharp and strange howl came out, no matter inside or outside the pile of rocks, all those who listened to the sound had their ears and noses bleeding, as if they were being bombarded by some kind of evil spirit frenzy.

Not only the people from the Ning family and Zhou family inside the pile of rocks, but also the one-horned rhinoceros and the war horses outside were all as if they had been hit hard, and they all looked devastated.

Pang Jian's chest felt hot, and the bronze plaque that was close to his skin shone for a moment, preventing his mind and will from being affected by the strange whistling sound.

He came back to his senses in an instant, and soon saw that the arm that He Ziren had raised was already falling weakly.

Not only that, even the hazy brilliance that appeared on He Ziren's body when he exercised his spiritual power disappeared because of the screaming sound in the stone pile.

Inside and outside the pile of rocks, every person who suffered from the howling sound was in a daze, as if he didn't know who he was.

If the eardrum-piercing screams kept coming out, Pang Jian immediately realized that the people of the Ning family and Zhou family might have encountered a dangerous and terrifying situation in the rubble pile.

When his feet landed on the solid ground again, he immediately clenched the long knife in his hands with both hands.

The sharp and ear-piercing whistling sound seemed to have the magic power to lead people to the abyss of evil. Pang Jian held a long knife and looked at He Ziren's absent-minded face, his pupils were as cold as an extremely cold ice cave.

After hesitating for a moment, he stabbed He Ziren's heart with the tip of the knife fiercely.

"Pfft!"

Without the protection of the hazy aura, Pang Jian's blade immediately tore through Young Master He's flesh, and continued to penetrate deeply into his chest.

Under the severe stinging pain, He Ziren actually withstood the evil power contained in the whistling sound, and was awakened by the sudden stimulation of the pain.

The young master of the He family, who was bleeding from his ears and nostrils, woke up and saw Pang Jian, who was not strong enough, stabbing himself in the chest with a knife in both hands.

Born in the fourth realm of the He family, the noble son who has always been looked up to by ordinary people, couldn't believe his eyes.

His face that was still bleeding looked extremely terrifying, his eyes were full of fury and rage, he stared at Pang Jian who was still exerting his strength desperately, trying to do something.

"Then I'll try."

Pang Jian chose to look directly at him, his tone and expression were extremely calm, and there was no fear or anxiety in his eyes.

The blade continued to penetrate, and Pang insisted that the hands of the knife did not tremble. It seemed that such a thing had been done countless times.

"you!"

Under the excruciating pain, He Ziren opened his mouth to speak, but he just gushed out a mouthful of thick blood.

"boom!"

Like Liu Qi, he also fell on his back, with Pang Jian's long knife stuck in his chest.

After stabbing He Ziren to death with the help of a strange scream, Pang Jian took a deep breath and pulled out the blood-stained long knife.

When the blood spurted wildly, Pang Jian dodged like lightning, holding a bloody long knife and looking at the pile of rubble.

He was judging what kind of terrible crisis the Ning family and Zhou family members who entered the stone pile had encountered, and immediately saw shadows floating out of the corpses of those blood moon practitioners.

The phantom is also blurry, similar to the breath of the "beast evil" that was drawn out by his "Pot Heaven Nourishing Qi Art" before and should have entered his spiritual sea.

These shadows are in the form of humans, and because their rank is much higher than that of "Beast Sha", even he can see them with the naked eye.

A series of shadows transformed from the souls of the dead practitioners flew out of the corpses and rushed towards the people of the Ning family and Zhou family, and some of the shadows escaped into the bodies of the living.

The person possessed by the shadow suddenly lost his ideology and began to kill the people around him.

"Evil ghost? Revenant?"

Pang Jian was secretly surprised, shocked by the vision beyond his cognition, and froze in place for a moment.

"boom!"

From behind the tall Zhou Qingchen, a towering crimson mountain suddenly emerged, slowly hovering above his head.

Hongshan floats in the void, majestic and solemn, releasing a majestic aura, as if it can deter the evils of the heavens.

Zhou Qingchen, who was in a state of absent-mindedness and astonishment, regained his sanity in time with the appearance of Hongshan, and raised his arms and shouted: "The sky is full of red clouds!"

In the majestic and majestic mountain that was gradually ascending, a dazzling red glow suddenly rushed out, enveloping the people around him one after another.

"They are not people from Blood Moon, but guys from Yinling Temple! They are just wearing the clothes of Blood Moon! Damn, it is the people from Yinling Temple who died in this Jedi, and the souls of the dead have transformed into high-level spirits! "

After Zhou Qingchen, Han Duping, who was awakened by the crimson glow, stomped his feet angrily and scolded his mother.

"People from Yinling Temple?"

Ning Yuanshan, Ning Yao and others were also awakened one after another, all cursing the practitioners of the Yinling Temple, why they put on the clothes of the blood moon after death, causing Han Duping to make a misjudgment, causing everyone to die prematurely. Entered the stone pile.

Shouting loudly, Ning Yuanshan took out the Yanlong stone pillar that had helped Pang Jian resist the "beast evil" before, and once again ignited a sea of ​​flames, covering several people possessed by the "spiritual evil".

Under the scorching power of the most rigid and yang, the "spiritual evil spirit" was forced to escape from the possessor's body, and hid in a cool place next to it.

At this time, Zhou Qingchen, Han Duping, Ning Yuanshan, Ning Yao and others exerted their strengths, calling out their own artifacts, and chasing and killing the "spiritual spirits" who appeared.

Several practitioners who had reached the Meridian Realm worked together to kill or expel the so-called high-level "spiritual evil".

"Hehe, this didn't kill you."

Suddenly there was a soft and coquettish laughter, which came out through the white paper fan. When everyone turned their heads to look, they saw blood-red bamboos flying from the inside of the white paper.

The blood bamboos are like bones and muscles, weaving and building in the void, and quickly transform into a misty blood shadow with a charming posture.

The blood shadow that did not reveal its true appearance never touched the ground, flitting across the void with a coquettish smile, drifting towards the depths of the Cenji Mountains.

"Little guys, I'm inside first, and we'll see each other later. Heh, I've been trapped in that broken fan for hundreds of years, and I can finally get out. I will never be banned by the old things in Yinling Temple again." .”

The woman with a graceful figure, muttering all the way, gradually disappeared from everyone's sight.

The "spirits" who escaped from the Zhou family and the Ning family followed her from all directions when she drifted away, and disappeared from everyone's sight one by one.

The frightened crowd wanted to catch up with her but couldn't keep up with her leaving speed, so they could only watch her and "Ling Sha" disappear.

"Boom! Boom!"

Not long after she left, the one-horned rhinos that the Zhou family rode fell to the ground and died one after another.

Many of the practitioners who came with Zhou Qingchen also died in this catastrophe. On the other side of the Ning family, apart from Ning Yao and Ning Yuanshan, only Zhang Heng was left alive.

In a short period of time, Zhou Ning's family suffered heavy losses, and the two families were also disheartened and felt greatly frustrated.

"Why is He Ziren dead?"

After Ning Yuanshan regained his composure, he came to the outside of the pile of rocks, and immediately found Mr. He family lying in a pool of blood.

The hideous blood hole in He Ziren's chest was still "gurgling" bloody water, and when he fell to the ground, he opened his eyes and looked at the sky, his face was full of rage and unwillingness.

Pang Jian, holding the blood-stained long knife, stood quietly by the side without saying a word.

Ning Yuanshan looked serious, and asked coldly: "What did you do?"

"I'm also possessed by a spirit demon." Pang Jian said helplessly.

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