Purgatory

Chapter 244 The First Battle of Evil Cultivators
Praying for the forbidden land.

Moonlight as water.

Pang Jian stopped leisurely and stood beside a broken stone statue.

The god statue carved out of gray and white boulders is a strange existence with a human-faced spider body. Its spider legs are as sharp as spears, but they have been chopped off long ago.

Its spider body was also cut into pieces, scattered around like stumps.

Only, a coquettish and beautiful female face was completely preserved.

Under the light of the bright moonlight, the lifelike gray stone statue released a faint white radiance from the charming female face.

At this time, Pang Jian kept vigilant, looking at the beautiful face of the statue.

He suddenly felt that the people who rushed into this forbidden area and destroyed many altars and stone statues seemed to have compassion after cutting off its spider legs and dismembering its spider body.

Those people really couldn't bear to break its exquisite and alluring female face, which is why it can be preserved till now.

"The human-faced spider body is also... a foreign god?"

Pang Jian was puzzled.

"Swoosh! Whoosh!"

The three alien cultivators who didn't listen to persuasion rushed over after he waited for a while.

Pang Jian shook his head and sighed, "Don't chase after you say so."

"Hey!"

A dazzling sword light, mixed with ice and thunder, slashed at the leader of the bald evil cultivator.

"Cultivating lightning, no, there is also...extremely cold power!"

The bald Xiexiu backed away with a slightly changed face.

He was erratic, avoiding this brilliant sword light first.

When he saw the sword light implying lightning and extreme cold power tearing apart a piece of blue gravel behind him, he smiled coldly: "At first glance, it is not an orthodox practice method, and your Excellency is actually a fellow."

A white animal bone was immediately taken out by him.

The beast bone with wide joints was picked up by him like a hammer, and it hit Pang Jian's spirit sword again.

"Bang!"

The spirit sword that Lei Kun bestowed was deformed by his bone smash, and with mighty and ferocious power, it blasted into the spirit sword, instantly destroying the array in the sword.

"boom!"

The violent momentum rushed along the blade and hilt of the sword, and rushed towards Pang Jian's hand holding the sword, as if to break Pang Jian's arm.

"Intense qi and blood, spiritual power, and a sense of animality..."

Pang Jian exerted strength quietly and secretly, the hilt of the sword was in the palm of his hand, and a crimson light curtain suddenly shone.

Strips of slender lightning, mixed with flames and sunlight, exploded, crushing the opponent's remaining power.

The spirit sword without the core array couldn't withstand the collision of two mighty forces, and broke with a "click".

The bald-headed evil cultivator turned pale in shock, and quickly backed away holding the animal bone, looking in shock.

The other two also looked dignified, and immediately knew that they had encountered a problem.

"No, you are not our fellow traveler!"

The bald evil cultivator signaled the other two to outflank with his eyes, but he continued: "Only natural things can exert their due power in the land of praying for spirits. But all the artifacts that are refined after the day after tomorrow and depict the spirit formation, are all Can't do my best!"

"Things conceived by the heavens hide the truth of the great truth, and the sectarian forces of this era are going against the sky."

"Trying to use many spiritual formations to decipher the mysteries between heaven and earth is really stupid."

He suddenly soared into the air.

The animal bone with wide joints shone with a brilliance like the sun, and the talent of a dead beast was inspired by his own strength.

He went straight to Pang Jian from mid-air.

With a red head all over, beast pupils like two rounds of scorching sun, the phantom of the Yanyang Beast with three tails wrapped him and the beast bone and slaughtered him.

The wonder hidden in the animal bones, combined with his own power, seemed to revive a ferocious Yanyang beast.

"Roar!"

The Yanyang Beast let out a roar, and the altar that burned to death the Tianjiao of the Lieyang Sect suddenly burst into the glory of the sun.

Pang Jian raised his head with a frown. Before seeing the Yanyang Beast, he sensed the majestic blood energy and strange force first.

He immediately understood that this bald evil cultivator is also proficient in the secret art of body training, and his body is also extremely extraordinary.

A dazzling sea of ​​eyes suddenly appeared!
Under the strong radiance of the sun, the Yanyang Beast, like a pet kept by the gods, descended from the sky on the waves of the sun.

The magnificently built chariots seemed to be dragged by many high-level Yanyang beasts, and flew out of the Sun Palace.

This scene shocked Pang Jian's heart, and he wanted Pang Jian not to be able to resist, so that he could kneel down and suffer death obediently.

"Evil Psychic Illusion!"

Pang Jian snorted coldly, and condensed the Qingying shield that had been revoked earlier.

In the depths of the hood as thick as rock and ice, wisps of silver and white lightning floated, and the sound of thunder and thunder suddenly resounded.

When a person is inside the hood, he is like the master of thunder and ice, and he is instantly free from the checks and balances of illusions.

The illusory Yanyang Beast reappeared in his field of vision.

However, there are no longer visions of luxurious chariots and sun palaces, and there are no longer shocking magical blessings.

"Pong!"

Gathering spiritual power, extreme cold power, and lightning, the green shield was deformed when it was smashed by the flame beast's claws. The shield was splattered with broken ice and lightning, and it was actually on the verge of collapsing.

"what!"

"Well!"

Just when the bald Xiexiu and Pang Jian were a little surprised.

For the other two evil cultivators, one threw out pieces of scorched dead leaves, and the other threw out a piece of smooth animal skin.

As soon as the dead leaves came out, Pang Jian's flesh and blood vitality was quickly lost.

He immediately realized that the spiritual shield he used to protect his body could not isolate the evil power contained in the dead leaves.

At this time, Pang Jian remembered a purple gold pendant that Jiu Yuan tore off before his death when he blasted Jiu Yuan to pieces in Yuan Mang.

After the pendant sucked nine yuan's blood and shattered, the purple-gold sword light that shot out also implied the same aura.

——Withered vitality, consumed flesh and blood.

"Hoo! Hoo hoo!"

From the smooth animal skin, a dark green miasma suddenly flowed out, carrying an evil force that weakened people's will and made people drowsy.

"Evil door."

Pang Jian, who encountered evil cultivators for the first time, no longer foolishly resisted with a shield.

Before the bald evil cultivator fell to the ground and rose again, he accelerated and rushed forward, avoiding the siege of the three in time.

His left and right hands were surrounded by bright white lightning and crimson lightning respectively, and suddenly shot at the three who adjusted their rhythm.

"Chee! Chuck!"

Those who release the dead leaves and those who throw a piece of animal skin are immediately hit by the burst lightning.

The two screamed strangely, and their bodies were immediately stained red with black blood, but their control over the dead leaves and animal skins was still there.

"call!"

The animal skin followed closely like a dark green cloud cluster.

The bald evil cultivator seemed to be roaring along with the Yanyang Beast in the majestic mouth of the Yanyang Beast.

"Boy, in this place of praying spirits that has been noticed by the gods, the strength of the few of us has increased to a certain extent. And you, you should have never felt the existence of the gods. You fought us in an external way, explaining You are here for the first time."

"How dare you snatch our spoils like this!"

"Roar!"

The Yanyang Beast roared at Pang Jian again.

A wide stream of flames spewed out violently from its ferocious beast's mouth, with the scorching aura of burning everything, as if it wanted to melt Pang Jian into blood.

"Wow!"

Pang Jian called out the startling gun, swiped the tip of the gun to form a "silver moon ring", like a giant shield in front of him.

The "Silver Moon Ring" that has not been amplified by the array still exudes an extremely cold atmosphere, and there are stars and moons twinkling in the center of the ring, which just blocks the flame stream.

And this time...

Leaves of leaves overflowing with aura of death, as well as the animal hide with dark green miasma floating, had taken advantage of the situation to reach in front of and behind Pang Jian.

Pang Jian was shrouded in leaves and miasma.

At this time, in his hand, such rare treasures as the Stunning Spear and the Broken Star Umbrella were all greatly reduced in power in the Forbidden Land of Praying Spirits.

On the other hand, the animal bones, animal skins, and leaves used by the three evil cultivators are all naturally conceived by the heavens and the earth. Not only are they not restricted by the forbidden land, but they can also be improved to a certain extent.

One ebb and another, Pang Jian fought with his hands tied, feeling awkward everywhere.

"Try the innate supernatural power of Xuanguijia."

"Escape!"

With a thought, under the eyes of the three evil cultivators, Pang Jian disappeared into the ground like a sea of ​​water.

Pieces of fallen dead leaves, a piece of dark green miasma floating animal skin, combined to create a strange ban restriction, suddenly lost the target.

"careful!"

The bald-headed evil cultivator who felt something was wrong called a reminder.

The evil cultivator in the middle of the Dongxuan Realm who was in charge of the animal skin suddenly felt a sharp sharpness under his feet standing there, and when he lowered his head to look.

"puff!"

The reappearance of the shock gun assassinated him with one shot.

Before he fell to the ground, the silver spear suddenly broke through the ground and disappeared into the depths of the earth again.

"He's underground!"

The bald-headed cultivator yelled loudly, and no longer dared to stay where he was, but kept flying into the air.

As if he was swallowed by the Yanyang Beast, every time he was about to land in the air, he looked at the ground in front of him as if he was facing an enemy, fearing that a long spear would come out of the ground.

The evil cultivator who was driving the dead leaves also became afraid to touch the ground, and simply flew to the top of a half-broken stone pillar.

after a few seconds.

"Pfft!"

Standing on top of the stone pillar, he was also pierced by a silver gun and was stabbed to death on top of the pillar.

The successive deaths of the two made the expression of the bald Xiexiu change drastically.

He felt that no matter the ground, or the scattered statues, stone pillars, and altars, there seemed to be sinister and vicious opponents lurking.

With vigilant and terrified eyes, he kept looking around, always feeling that Pang Jian would burst out of any object at any moment.

After a while, he suddenly found that his companion's animal skin and dead leaves disappeared one after another.

"Boy, what kind of evil secret technique are you using?"

"If you have the guts, come out and fight me in an open and honest manner, don't hide in the dark and attack!"

He was wrapped in the phantom of the Yanyang Beast, wandering around the remnant body of the god with a human-faced spider body in a state of vacating and landing.

Ten feet below the ground, Pang Jian did not sacrifice his body shield, and his body was naturally surrounded by black and yellow blood.

The brilliance comes from the black tortoise shell on his chest.

Raising his head, he, who was below the ground, could clearly see the bald-headed casual cultivator, whose whole body was enveloped by the figure of a huge Yanyang Beast, not daring to stop and run wildly in the air.

After calming down, he looked carefully underground, only then did he know that the Yanyang Beast was a derivative of rich blood.

The beast bone with thick joints is in the palm of the bald Xiexiu. He uses spiritual power, qi and blood as the source of power, and borrows the wonder contained in the beast bone itself to reappear the Yanyang Beast in the world.

"Evil cultivation is really different from the current mainstream practice."

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(End of this chapter)