Purgatory

Chapter 761: Suppressing the Demons

The unknown world, the top of the mountain.

The scales on the Great Demon God Luan Ji's body were all absorbed into the flesh, and he stood proudly in white clothes.

In this image, He is like a handsome human man, with a cold and aloof temperament that avoids strangers.

At this time, there was a huge silver mirror floating in the void directly in front of Him.

In the mirror, it is Pang Jian's current situation in the fifth realm of purgatory.

On the broken ground, Pang Jian was crying, tears streaming down his face.

All the strength in his body, including his tenacious mental will, seemed to be exhausted in his crying.

His clothes were stained with blood, and his blood penetrated into the dark magic clothes, turning the magic clothes into black and red.

The ancient demonic characters corresponding to the demon gods were engraved on the top of the magic clothes. After being stained with blood, they seemed to turn into bright red demon gods, struggling to escape from the magic clothes.

"Someone took Lord Motian's clothes!"

After Luan Ji gave the reminder, she touched her chin and thought, wondering whether she should reach out to rescue him.

Luan Ji felt a headache and sighed: "Those guys will definitely take the opportunity to remove their real names and make it difficult for the magic clothes to bind them."

After the fall of the Demon Lord, it was Hemotian who took on the important task of revitalizing the Demon Clan and created the "First Demon Plan".

Also, once he helps Pang Jian deal with those demon gods, it means that the great demon gods such as Fajie, Hemotian, and all the demon gods who have left their real names will know that it is him, Luan Ji, who is helping Pang Jian.

“Can the blood of non-demons still erase the demon god’s true name?”

Letting Pang Jian experience the pain of those creatures and destroying Pang Jian's mind was actually just for comparison.

However, His true form is not in Purgatory at the moment, and even if He wants to help, He is beyond reach.

But he was not insane, not crazy, and not reduced to a soulless walking corpse.

If one or two more demon wizards like He Motian emerge, the demon clan will definitely take advantage of the situation and rise!

Therefore, Luan Ji was actually interested in Pang Jian's talent.

Just now, Luan Ji saw that Pang Jian had such potential.

I don't know how many demon gods who noticed the traces of their real names smelled Pang Jian and this magic dress at this time.

Luan Ji was troubled by this.

Pang Jian, who passed his test, left a good impression on him. He didn't want this magic suit to lose all its real names, and he didn't want Pang Jian to perish in an instant.

Pang Jian did collapse.

"I feel the supreme magic weapon of the Lord of Demonic Heaven!"

He will be the target of public criticism.

And Pang Jian, who got this magic robe, has been regarded by him as a half descendant of the Lord of Demon Heaven. The reason why he said half is because Pang Jian is not from the demon clan.

People like Pang Jian, who have experienced so many different painful lives, have not committed suicide under extreme pain, and have not gone crazy. It can be said that they are rare.

Out of a thousand people, more than 900 couldn't bear it and died by self-destructing their souls midway.

Luan Ji used his strange magic method of forgetfulness to turn the pain that he found unbearable into thousands of different life experiences, and cast spells on many people.

Luan Ji changed color slightly.

The few who survived became crazy and eventually turned into terrifying demons.

"Purgatory! That dress is in purgatory!"

Luan Ji, who only wanted to teach Pang Jian a lesson so that Pang Jian would suffer, suddenly hesitated.

"Wow!"

The bright red ancient demon characters gradually appear sinister and ferocious on the surface of the demon clothes.

He did not expect that the vomiting of blood caused by Pang Jian's mental collapse would lead to such consequences.

He cried bitterly, howled until he collapsed, and howled until he vomited blood.

Demons care deeply about their character.

He Motian is a great demon!

In the process of pursuing the supreme demonic path, even those who are dedicated to becoming demons will be poisoned by the evil thoughts and evil thoughts in their hearts, and thus become crazy monsters.

As long as Pang Jian is willing to focus on the devil's path, he feels that Pang Jian's future will at least reach the level of He Motian.

"Boy, what you will face next may be the infection of the will of all demons with their true names."

"If you are a real demon, the demon blood flowing from your body may have another wonderful change with the real names of the demon gods. Now..."

Right now.

He worships the Lord of Demonic Heaven.

No matter what Pang Jian's background is, as long as he is devoted to the devil and desires to obtain the supreme magic way after obtaining the magic robe, he can become a strange demon god like He Motian.

Only those who are mentally strong and can maintain their spiritual clarity for a long time can go very far on this road.

That's why He regarded Pang Jian as a half-descendant of the Lord of Demonic Heaven.

However, people who are not from the demon clan, such as He Motian, can also be promoted to demon gods based on the true meaning of demons.

"Trouble, it's really troublesome."

Pang Jian, who was in the mirror, suddenly flicked his sleeves and pulled out an object that Luan Ji was very familiar with.

It was a pool surrounded by endless thunder and lightning!

It spread out on the broken ground where Pang Jian was, and the magnificent palaces in the pool were instantly filled with dense thunder and lightning.

"Hey!"

In an instant, the area centered on Pang Jian was completely covered and submerged by thunder.

"Thunder Pool!"

Luan Ji suddenly changed color.

After the Demon Heaven was destroyed, He, who had experienced several eras, naturally knew the origin of this thunder pool.

Thunder God, who came from the Thunder Prison of the Sea of ​​Fog, took it as his mission to eradicate the ghosts and demons. He gathered the thunder gods from the entire universe and created the Thunder Pool and the Thunder God's Court.

Lei Gong wanted to seek promotion as a master through this extreme method. He was once the biggest threat to ghosts and demons, and the thorn in the side of all demons. During his peak period, even He Motian and Fa Ji had to avoid his edge.

Luan Ji also met Thunder Lord face to face and saw the terror of that thunder pool.

He knew very well that Thunder God at his peak was the nightmare of all demon gods, including himself, Luan Ji.

"With that thunder pool in hand, this kid could logically call it out and use the thunder pool to destroy my divine consciousness. Why didn't he do that?"

Luan Ji felt confused for a moment.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Seven boundless ancient powers suddenly poured into Pang Jian's body, filling his limbs and organs.

Luan Ji, who was far away in another world, was aware of the vastness of those seven forces.

Some of the distracting thoughts he threw into Pang Jian's mind to test Pang Jian's magic power were actually crushed by these seven forces.

"Where does the power come from?!"

Luan Ji was shocked again.

He suddenly discovered that his understanding of Pang Jian was very shallow and one-sided.

The power that this boy who has obtained the robe of the Lord of Demonic Heaven can use in the world of purgatory far exceeds his imagination!

"His divinity!"

Luan Ji saw that in a golden ocean of soul consciousness, the origin of Pang Jian's godhead turned into golden flames.

Every flame seems to be imprinted with the true meaning of the soul.

The fundamental avenue involving the soul is not the domain of the devil.

The devil is good at exaggerating emotions and playing with them, feeding on emotions, desires, evil thoughts, and evil thoughts.

These seem to be somewhat related to the soul, but the fundamental core is different.

Those who truly understand this are the allies of the demon gods for many years, the gods from the ghost clan.

In addition to the gods of the ghost clan, there are the most mysterious underworld gods in the world, or...the underworld clan, who only move in the depths of the sea of ​​fog.

"How is it possible? If he is really from the underworld, how can he know thunder and lightning?"

"In my memory, in my knowledge, no one from the Nether Clan can embark on the path of practicing thunder and lightning! The paths of the Nether Clan and the Thunder Clan seem to be naturally opposite!"

"The Thunder God of the Thunder Clan, in addition to restraining us demons and ghosts, he also restrains the God of Hades!"

"The reason why the Thunder Prison in the Sea of ​​Mist exists is to restrict the Underworld Prison!"

Luan Ji was confused.

The pictures he saw with the help of the magic weapon made him doubt himself and whether he had made a mistake.

"Fa gatha!"

Pang Jian in the mirror snorted coldly, and in the increasingly vast thunder pool, he pressed his palm against the ancient demonic characters representing the true name of the Fa Gao.

"Pfft! Pfft!"

Two muffled sounds suddenly came out.

Like Luan Ji, it was also a verse from the Great Demon God. The painful screams from somewhere in the world exploded along with the muffled sound.

From the screams, Luan Ji judged that Fa Ji had suffered a big loss and was severely beaten by Pang Jian's power.

"Hermotian..."

An intriguing smile appeared in Pang Jian's eyes.

He concocted it in accordance with the law, and pressed the three ancient demon characters representing Hemotian's name. Destructive power exploded in the palm of his hand, acting on Hemotian through the air.

All He Motian's demonic bodies, no matter what demonic realm they were in, felt like they were being hit hard at this moment.

"Howling!"

Multiple Hermots roared.

"Begging Tooth!"

"Magic Moon!"

"White towel!"

Pang Jian sneered, and used both hands to press the ancient magic words one by one.

There are twenty-six demon realms outside the sky and stars, and there are more worlds with the word "jie" that are not part of the demon realm. Those demon gods who are ready to move have suffered disasters one after another.

They sensed their true name, and the divine consciousness conveyed by it was snuffed out by Pang Jian.

At the same time, Pang Jian also relied on the real names on this magic suit to find their demon bodies one by one.

Immediately, he unceremoniously presented them with a gift of thunder and lightning.

So those demon gods who sit and talk about Taoism in their own demonic realm, demon gods who tell the true meaning of demonic ways, demon gods who eat, drink and have fun, demon gods who live their lives wantonly...

All the demon gods were on their backs, and the bodies of many demon gods were suddenly scorched black, with lightning sputtering outward from their mouths and noses.

This is a disaster that has swept through the entire demon group.

As the instigator, Luan Ji couldn't help but shrink his neck when he listened to the howls of his comrades-in-arms. He felt as if he had done something wrong and had let them down.

"It has nothing to do with me, and I'm not targeting you."

"How did I know that boy could be so evil?"

"He has signs of the Hell Soul Sea in his godhead, and he has access to Thunder Lord's Thunder Pool. He can easily use thunder and lightning to bombard you."

"There has never been such a strange person in the fog sea or outside the fog sea before!"

Luan Ji smiled bitterly.

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(End of this chapter)