Purgatory

Chapter 762 The Fear of Demon Gods

Hades.

The battlefield between Long Di and Yuan Yi was overwhelmed by the vast energy, and no one could see through the entire interior.

In the surging force of the air, there is a shocking ancient giant ape, standing like an eternal mountain.

His head was huge, with a pair of ice-blue eyes, like the sun and moon embedded in his forehead, releasing a heart-stopping demonic light.

The mysteries derived from his bloodline turned into red lightning on the land below, condensed into a world-destroying whip, formed into a thunderball that killed souls and ghosts, and ravaged the vastest continent of Hades.

The underlying laws in the land were materialized under the power of Longdi and became a gorgeous chain of Dao marks.

The spiritual energy of the entire hell world is poured in endlessly, giving every trace and every chain of order the power to destroy the heaven and the earth.

Luondi's body was nowhere to be seen, but his aura filled that continent and the entire hell world.

"Into the sea!"

A calm and leisurely chuckle came from the land floating in the endless deep sea.

The Great Demon God Fa Ji grinned ferociously, and deep in the demon realm where the overwhelming magic power evolved behind him, there were evil thoughts and evil thoughts that evolved in all aspects of life, in order to distort Bai Zi's mind.

Hermotian roared, covering his head with multiple arms, using his magic power to repair the damage to his brain.

He suddenly noticed that the many demon souls in Hemotian were surging extremely abnormally.

But at the next moment, the huge landmass where Long Di and Yuan Yi were fighting fiercely fell into the sea with a crash.

Hermotian's three mouths were all cursing.

"No, there is no imprint of his soul in this world. It's strange, he is clearly not here, why is Fa Ji injured?"

"Chichi!"

In mid-air, the white figure of a golden bee stepped on it, and its ethereal and dreamy extraordinary face revealed a look of surprise.

Zi Mo's words suddenly stopped.

who is it?

"Hey!"

Above the sea, deep in the thick clouds of blood and energy, Yuan Yi's huge ape head could be seen looming.

Zi Mo, the high-ranking god of the ghost clan, came to the star where He Motian lived.

His ferocious laughter stopped abruptly as blazing thunder and lightning suddenly shot out from His mouth and nose.

He did not expect that the target of the curse would be Pang Jian.

These are all He has.

Now Qi Ya just wants to enjoy the beauty of the world, women, wine, food, and the flattery of believers.

Not long ago, wasn't this world god who came from purgatory completely destroyed by that ferocious old ape?

How could he still make Fajie feel uncomfortable?

Bai Zi was puzzled, so she secretly used magical powers to try to sense signs of Pang Jian's soul.

Hundreds of golden, white, black, blue, and crimson lightning bolts splashed out from the nostrils, ears, mouth, and eyes of Hemotian's three heads.

"Don't worry, leave it to me!"

"Hemotian, you must give me an explanation."

Above the mist.

The voice came from Luondi, but He was still missing.

"Pang Jian!"

Who made He Motian pay so much attention to it, and concentrate the power spread throughout the world to specifically target an individual?

After a while.

Qi Ya is an ancient demon god. He can hardly remember how long he has lived. Because he saw no opportunity to be promoted to a high-level demon god, he gave up this idea long ago.

……

He knew that only when Hermotian used his divine consciousness to infect a powerful individual, the tide in the soul sea would become so turbulent.

"Pang Jian captured the magic robe in Purgatory. He is using Master Motian's robe to kill all the demon gods!"

"He Motian, this matter is very strange. Logically speaking, those high-ranking gods of the spirit race cannot be easily summoned."

His pair of icy blue eyes, like the sun and the moon, suddenly lit up again in the blood-colored smoke cloud. He locked the Great Demon God Fugai from a distance and said, "Focus on Bai Zi!"

"Purgatory! Pang Jian!"

He also understands Hemotian.

"Damn it! He ruined our big plan, me, me!"

Looking at He Mo Tian, ​​whose demonic body was as towering as a mountain, he spoke solemnly: "Mou Qi will not give up. I got the news. I heard that there is really a high-ranking god coming from the Spiritual Clan."

The "boundary" of a demonic realm is heaven and earth.

"Fagai, look up at me. I'll go into the sea and wait for a while."

The thin and beggar-tooth Demon God is a middle-level god from the Earth Demon Clan. He still lives in the dark and damp underground Demon Palace, enjoying the attentive service of beautiful women from all races.

The more she probed, the more puzzling Bai Zi felt, secretly wondering if Fa Jiu was playing tricks on her?

……

"I think the arrival of the high-ranking god of the Spirit Clan is not only because of Mou Qi's personal affairs, but also because of..."

The body of the demon Fa Ji trembled and he couldn't help but roar and curse.

When he became aware of his true name, suddenly appeared in purgatory, and felt the robe of the Lord of Demonic Heaven, he just wanted to erase his true name and still live freely.

Time has long since erased his ambition.

"Just a young man who is still young."

He dispersed those slaves, asked everyone to step aside, and focused his power on his true name.

"You are seeking death."

A strange voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

Immediately, thunder and lightning followed the induction of his true name and his demon body, suddenly opened a passage, and exploded in his demon body and soul sea.

Qi Ya's body was instantly charred black, lightning flashed on the surface of the demon body, and he was completely stunned.

He didn't know the other party's background or what he was thinking, but the other party controlled such terrifying thunder and lightning that he could have killed him in an instant.

Just like the Demon Lord back then.

"He is showing mercy, otherwise, I'm afraid..."

Qi Ya once again experienced the feeling of having his throat pinched by the Demon Lord.

……

In other demon worlds, the ancient demon god named Mo Yue and the demon god named Bai Jin also suffered heavy losses.

For a moment, those demon gods who had their real names in the magic clothes panicked.

"Hemotian!"

Various magic stones that can transmit sound buzz in the hands of different demon gods.

After the injured demon gods recovered a little, they immediately approached Hemotian, hoping to find out the identity of the person in charge of the magic clothes and let Hemotian handle the matter properly.

In the outer galaxy, there was a big disturbance among the demon clan.

……

Purgatory, nameless ground.

Pang Jian finally took his hand away from the real names of the demon gods.

One handle, like a demon-killing knife hanging above the heads of many demon gods, seemed to suddenly disappear.

Many demons breathed a sigh of relief. "It turns out that injecting your own blood into the Demon God's true name can have such a miraculous effect."

Pang Jian smiled in surprise.

The Great Demon God Luan Ji, with his unique magic way of forgetting, made him realize the different sufferings of life, which was a kind of tempering and cleansing for his soul.

His life is too short compared to those gods with infinite lives.

Without a series of unforgettable experiences, without a deep understanding of birth, old age, illness and death, separation between life and death, love, hatred, and betrayal, it would be difficult for his soul to be sublimated and transformed.

Luan Ji made him feel all kinds of extreme pain, making him miserable. In fact, she was beating him in a different way.

He collapsed, but did not sink into pain. He had survived a spiritual catastrophe.

When he was in the most difficult situation and almost fainted, Luan Ji didn't take the opportunity to make a move and made him suddenly wake up.

——Luan Ji didn’t really want to kill him.

So, when his blood merged with the demon's true name, he fought back against all the demons who wanted to erase their true names, except Luan Ji.

"Congratulations, you have finally mastered some of the wonders of this magic suit."

Luan Ji said something dull, and the two ancient demonic characters that symbolized him finally stopped emitting light.

Pang Jian's mind moved slightly, and he injected his divine consciousness into Luan Ji's true name. He could vaguely feel Luan Ji's existence and knew that there were multiple Luan Ji in different worlds.

"You're the only one who doesn't intend to erase your real name. Why?"

Pang Jian asked.

"If you leave your real name on that robe, you will be restricted by Lord Motian and will become one of Lord Motian's powers. At the beginning, everyone should have been willing. Anyway, I must be." Luan Ji thought for a moment. , responded again: "After the death of my lord, the real name on that magic suit has become a source of leverage for many people."

"You can use the real name above to attack every demon god from a distance, and other people who get the magic clothes can naturally do the same."

"Erase your real name so that everyone can be truly free. I completely understand that they will do that."

"I didn't do anything, because I regard you as my successor. And even now, when I don't want to, your power can't affect me from a distance."

"Hey, trouble, I still have to deal with Yuan Hui."

Luan Ji muttered and cut off the induction.

After saying this, every one of his demonic bodies disappeared in Pang Jian's perception.

"Sure enough, he is a guy even more powerful than Fa Ji and He Mo Tian." Pang Jian said secretly.

The previous attempts gave him a new understanding of magic clothes.

If the demon god from outside the world, whose true name is in the magic robe, wants to use his true name to infect him, he can only rely on his own divine consciousness, just like the believers of Hemotian who seize the body and purgatory to carry out the descent.

The rest of the power in the demon body is difficult to transmit.

But today, after successfully forging his godhead and comprehending the many mysteries of souls in the Soul Sea, he is not afraid of the erosion of divine consciousness by any extraterrestrial demon!

He Mo Tian, ​​Fa Ji, Luan Ji, the three great demons couldn't even think of taking him away.

The rest of the middle-level demon gods pose no threat to him.

As the leader of the magic robe, after his blood penetrates the demon god's true name, he can attack all demon gods who echo the magic robe without any restrictions!

Thunder and lightning, soul magic, ice storm, light of the sun and moon!

As long as the power he possesses, including but not limited to the soul level, can be poured into the true names that symbolize the demon gods, and directly act on the bodies of those demon gods!

He can use all his strength to kill the devil!

Facing the majestic thunder and lightning, and his current terrifying soul-killing technique, the middle demon god will definitely not be able to survive for long!

He Motian and Fagai would also be injured if they were attacked from afar.

With the magic clothes in hand and all the demon gods with their real names above the magic clothes, he can attack anytime and anywhere.

"Leaving your true name on the magic clothes is simply putting your life in the hands of the devil."

Pang Jian sighed.

"Wow!"

A stream of gray and filthy essence quietly flew out of the sixth realm of eternal darkness and headed straight for the heaven and earth above.

"what!"

Pang Jian's expression changed, and he secretly paid attention to the movement of this filthy essence, and saw that it was actually flying to the fourth realm.

Every filthy essence is the origin of the Black Phoenix, which can create the tenth level of the strongest, and can also transform a ninth-level demon king into a powerful demon god.

However, the current Dark Phoenix should need every ounce of its origin, right?

"Have a look."

Glancing at the Heaven-reaching Tribulation Pillar of the Fifth Continent, Pang Jian condensed into a dark stream of light and quietly followed the origin of the Black Phoenix.

Soon, he left the fifth realm with dim light and arrived at the Broken Earth Group in the fourth realm.

Pieces of ground passed under him.

He saw those alien races from the fifth realm scattered on different pieces of ground. Sometimes he looked at the sky above, and sometimes he looked at the fifth realm that also had a field of vision below.

The alien warriors who came to the fourth realm had already received the news and were not allowed to sink to the fifth realm.

When the "canopy" was torn down and the seven continents of the fifth realm came into view, they did not dare to act rashly.

Yan Lie has not yet appeared, Sakya has not come out, and they are in a state of leaderlessness.

Soon, Pang Jian followed the filthy essence to Qianli Yunze where Pang Ling was.

His eyes suddenly lit up.

At this time, the world where the Mu people lived was made up of multiple fragments of land connected together, forming a large-scale landmass.

Many warriors of the Wood Clan live under a sacred tree that is nearly ten thousand feet high, bathing in the pure and vast essence of vegetation, washing their blood with a look of enjoyment.

A graceful and elegant woman, wearing an emerald green robe, holding a sacred wood staff, was talking to the young Mu tribe members.

"Muyuan!"

Pang Jian took a quick look and was convinced that this level 10 Wood Clan warrior was the Grandma Mu Yuan mentioned in Yu Xin's mouth.

The bloodline broke through to the tenth level, the life limit was repeatedly broken, and Muyuan returned to youth.

The crown of the sacred tree.

A slim spiritual figure suddenly appeared. He waved vigorously towards Pang Jian and smiled sweetly: "Father, are you here to see me?"

"Ahem, I'm just passing by this time." Pang Jian smiled and responded with a soulful voice.

The divine light he transformed into quickly crossed this land and saw the only existing piece of land in the Fourth Realm.

——The Demon Spirit Continent.

The filthy essence finally flew to the Demon Spirit Continent and fell into the center of the earth.

"Xuangui!"

It was only then that he realized that the old black turtle that should have been on the rocky ground actually appeared here.

"Why did you choose the filthy essence? You know that if you choose this power, it will be difficult to cross the heavenly ban and leave, and you will never be able to escape the prison of purgatory!" Pang Jian asked.

However, this time he did not receive a reply from Black Turtle.

Moreover, Black Turtle also made the same choice as Xiao Hei, directly cutting off the soul connection with him.

The Black Turtle is in the Demon Spirit Continent, right under his nose. He can perceive it exquisitely with his divine consciousness, and can accurately target it with his energy and blood.

But it is difficult to maintain the soul connection.

……

(End of this chapter)