Purgatory

Chapter 121 Counterattack!

Under the night, Blood Moon's trapper hovered in the sky.

Pang Jian, who was adjusting his state and waiting for Ni Chen and others to approach, was preparing for a decisive battle here.

With Luo Hongyan's containment and help, he planned to kill all those who dared to pursue him in this swamp.

Hearing Zhao Ling and Wu Yi's shouts, he frowned instead.

"Dark ghost..."

Pang Jian muttered softly.

All along, he didn't have a good impression of this organization.

During the Black Water Pool, he slaughtered a large number of dark ghosts headed by Hong Tai, and Jin Yang and Xu Rui were his enemies.

If the dark ghost knew that it was he who killed Jinyang and ruined the big event of the dark ghost leader, he would definitely not let him go.

——He was quietly wary of everyone in the dark ghost.

This trip to Yunze, pretending to be Hong Tai's nephew, is purely to use the dark ghost's resources.

When he got along with Meng Qiulan and Zhao Ling, he also behaved relatively coldly, and he didn't want to have anything to do with these people.

But on this night, when he was being hunted down by the cultivators of Blood Moon, and it seemed that he was in a bad situation, this group of dark ghost members he didn't like to see came rushing over from afar.

Such a change made Pang Jian's mood a little complicated.

"Let them pass!"

In the dense grass, Ni Chen laughed loudly: "It just happened to catch them all!"

The other two blood moon monks at the Marrow Cleansing level heard that they no longer tried their best to stop them, allowing Zhao Ling and his party to arrive at Pang Jian's position smoothly.

"Hong Jian!"

Zhao Ling, who was dressed in a lavender dress and had slender legs, had eye-catching rays of light under her eyebrows like sharp knives.

She looked deeply at Pang Jian.

Putting a silver spear in the mud in front of him, Pang Jian stood upright, his angular face full of silence.

Pang Jian's whole body was as one with the spear, giving off a sense of extreme sharpness.

With one hand on the barrel of the gun, there was no trace of panic in his eyes, and he was not at all like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered in Blood Moon.

— as if he were the hunter.

"You bastard, you're about to die, yet you're still so confident."

Zhao Ling sneered and sneered, but his heart wavered.

She was also attracted by Pang Jian's calm demeanor at this moment, and said to herself: "No wonder Bai Wei and Bai Zhi are so obsessed with him. This kid really has a unique charm..."

"Hong Jian!"

Bai Wei and Bai Zhi then appeared, and two pairs of beautiful eyes with different charms were fixed on Pang Jian's body at the same time.

Meng Qiulanla, who was in charge of the rear, showed up at the end. Seeing that Pang Jian's body was covered with coagulated blood, she frowned and asked, "Can you still hold on?"

"I am fine."

Shaking his head, Pang Jian asked doubts in his heart: "Why did you come here?"

When he said goodbye last time, he had criticized Meng Qiulan extremely unceremoniously, but he didn't expect that this old woman not only didn't hate him, but also appeared together with Zhao Ling and Wu Yi.

"We feel that fighting side by side with you will kill more Blood Moon people."

Meng Qiulan didn't hesitate at all, and said bluntly: "We have no illusions that we can escape this calamity. Anyway, we are going to die on the ground of fate. Rather than being killed in humiliation at the end, it is better to fight to the death with you!"

Pang Jian looked at Zhao Ling again.

"I'm different from her. I feel that you seem to have the confidence to survive this catastrophe safely." Zhao Ling twitched the corners of his mouth, showing a smile that he found ridiculous, and said: "I know this is unrealistic, but I still want to take the risk and try it, the big deal is to die early."

Pang Jian nodded, neither affirming nor denying Zhao Ling, his eyes fell on a swamp with the most silt.

Under the swamp, there is a Tianling Pagoda of the Yinling Temple.

"There are only so few dark ghosts left?"

Ni Chen and his two fellow disciples came out from the tall grass without any haste.

When questioning, he threw the blood red crystal ball in his hand into the sky.

"The blood moon rises to heaven!"

Following Ni Chen's heavy drinking, streaks of bright red blood flew out of the trapping boat, surrounding the blood-red crystal ball circle after circle.

The thick fresh blood floated in the void without falling, exuding a pungent bloody smell.

Like a blood-red crystal ball floating in the blood, it slowly turned into a scarlet full moon, shining a palpitating blood light.

All the dark ghosts below felt restless after the formation of this full moon.

"Under the blood moon, our combat power can be increased by [-] to [-] percent, and you will be weakened by [-] to [-] percent."

Ni Chen, who had long, sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks, stroked a few sparse long beards, squinted at Bai Wei and Bai Zhi sisters, and praised: "Fei Zheng has a good eye. He knows what Elder Jiu Yuan likes, so he really got it in the lower realm." A good pair."

Bai Wei bit her lower lip lightly, moved a little closer to her sister, and said in a low voice, "Rivers of the same feather."

"In the eyes of those guys in the upper realm, except for the members of the seven major families, the rest of the lower realm... are resources that can be plundered." Bai Zhi responded softly.

"Brother Ni, Brother Zhao, I..."

Qi Yue, who had a dark face, licked the corners of his mouth, stared at Zhao Ling's beautiful legs and said, "I've never been to the lower realms before, and I didn't expect that there would be such outstanding characters among the dark ghosts in the lower realms!"

His throat trembled slightly, as if he wanted to swallow Zhao Ling in one gulp, and his eyes were burning like fire.

"Her name is Zhao Ling, she is a hall master of the dark ghost, and her cultivation level is the same as yours."

Ni Chen said lightly.

"It's still a hall master, and it's still in the marrow washing state like me!"

Qi Yue trembled with excitement, and said cursingly: "No wonder Fei Zheng insisted on getting a mission to hunt animals in the lower realm! For us, the lower realm is simply a wonderful paradise. I really don't want the lower realm to What a mistake!"

now.

The blood-red full moon above their heads was absorbing the beast blood shot from the trapping boat. A forbidden technique aimed at the blood of the people below had not been successfully concluded.

The three of them, Ni Chen and Qi Yue, were not in a hurry to make a move, and had time to chat.

"Brother Ni, Brother Zhao, I want to live for this hall master! Afterwards, you two can agree on whatever conditions you want!"

The blood in Qi Yue's body seemed to be boiled by the blood moon above his head. He grunted in his throat, as if swallowing saliva, and looked at Zhao Ling with eyes full of naked desire.

Ni Chen nodded: "I will be careful, if she resists too fiercely, then I won't care so much."

Zhao Muye, who didn't talk much, shouted: "I want the spear in that kid's hand!"

When he came, he found out clearly that the gun-wielding boy who beheaded Fei Zheng used that gun to shatter Fei Zheng's hexagonal edge shield, which is definitely an extraordinary artifact.

He is not interested in beauty, he just wants to find a high-level weapon to maximize his combat power.

"I can give it to you right now."

Pang Jian held the hand that was holding the startling spear, and his five fingers radiated flame energy, which gradually made some sulfur breath around him.

His tall and refined body suddenly shook violently, and the coagulated blood on his body fell off one after another.

Where the coagulated blood fell off, there were no shocking wounds, and there was no obvious blood hole!
"how is this possible?!"

Zhao Muye screamed strangely.

More than one of the bloody rainbows he shot fell on Pang Jian.

The arrows and spears bombarded indiscriminately towards Pang Jian by the fellow disciples of the blood moon in the sky also pierced Pang Jian's body.

He thought that under the coagulated blood, there were deep bone wounds. He also thought that Pang Jian was bleeding profusely and stopped when he couldn't hold on anymore.

Before Zhao Muye could react.

"call out!"

A dazzling light beam like a flaming meteor, carrying violent and violent flame energy, arrived in front of him in the blink of an eye.

"Wow! Wow!"

In a panic, Zhao Muye urgently cast the "Blood Shadow Technique", turning into three blurred blood-colored lights and shadows, dodging in three directions.

"Boom! Boom boom boom!"

The balls of flame and light exploded in this area, covering the three fleeing bloody lights and shadows.

The "Burst Dance" that was attacking in a range also completely submerged the blood moon monk who was salivating and terrified.

"The strength is not as good as Fei Zheng, how dare you have an idea about my spear?"

——This is the last sentence Zhao Muye heard before he died.

Afterwards, under the scorching flame energy of the sky-filled ball of light, his flesh and bones were shattered and he died.

"Hong Jian!"

Bai Wei and Bai Zhi excitedly clenched their fists and waved their arms and cheered.

Zhao Ling, who was staring at Qi Yue coldly, was also shocked by this bloody scene, and watched in astonishment as the three bloody lights and shadows burst one by one, and fell to the ground as stumps and pieces of flesh.

Also in the late stage of the Marrow Cleansing Realm, this Zhao Muye's death rate was much faster than Fei Zheng's!
This shows that during the time when Pang Jian disappeared, his combat power has been greatly improved again!
"When he killed the levy, he was still in the middle stage of marrow washing, and now he is in the late stage!" Wu Yi screamed to remind him, and when he boosted the morale of Meng Qiulan and Zhao Ling, he shouted: "In my opinion, it is not us who should be afraid, but It's the self-righteous fellows like Blood Moon!"

"kill!"

Meng Qiulan, Zhao Ling, and Wu Yi, with a tacit understanding, besieged Qi Yue who coveted Zhao Ling together.

——They left the toughest Ni Chen to Pang Jian.

They believed that with Pang Jian's combat power, it would not be difficult to kill any marrow washing realm in the same realm.

"Blood Moon Suppression!"

Ni Chen screamed in horror, hurried into the thick grass behind him, and shouted at the crimson full moon in the sky.

The bloody water floating on the crimson full moon slowly rippled, circles of bloody light spread like ripples, and as the bloody water continued to decrease, the bloody moon began to suppress the people below.

Meng Qiulan, Zhao Ling and Wu Yi, who had just surrounded Qi Yue, groaned at the same time.

The flow of blood in their bodies became stagnant, and the majestic vitality in their chests and viscera was suppressed by the crimson full moon, unable to mobilize the power within.

"Shhhhhhhhh!"

Fire spears, blood arrows, and light rainbows were continuously shot from the trapping boats in the sky, just like how they dealt with Pang Jian before, leaving wounds of varying degrees on their bodies.

Qi Yue also took the opportunity to escape their encirclement.

"Old Zhu, Zhao Muye is dead! A boy named Hong Jian is very difficult, please come to the scene in person!"

Ni Chen, who retreated to the grass, held a blood talisman capable of transmitting sound in his left hand, and shouted into it: "Let those Yunfans of the seven great families join our trapping boat as soon as possible!"

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(End of this chapter)