Purgatory

Chapter 272 Dong Tianze's Suspicion
The Chixia boat soars into the sky.

Pang Jian stood on the side of the boat, looking at the gradually shrinking meteorite sea below, he concentrated his eyes, trying to find the alien god named the seer.

But still nothing.

When the huge gravel turned into small pebbles in his eyes, he knew that Chixiazhou was gradually moving away from the third realm.

"Pang Jian, it's thanks to you that I was able to go to the Forbidden Land this time."

Zhou Qingchen on the side said with a smile.

Withholding his downward gaze, Pang Jian turned around and sat down next to Zhou Qingchen, and asked, "Brother Zhou, how many strands of your spiritual consciousness have you condensed?"

"More than 40 points."

Zhou Qingchen felt a little ashamed.

In this boat bound for the second world, there are extremely talented Zhao Yuanqi and Fang Boxuan, Dong Tianze who is highly regarded by the Yinling Temple, and his life-and-death friend Pang Jian.

Each twisted individually is a dazzling genius.

Zhou Qingchen, who has always been self-aware, knows in his heart that his cultivation talent is not as good as those in front of him, and he is still at the lowest level among them, so he feels a little inferior.

"Brother Zhou, do you still remember what you said to me when you were on Huxin Island?"

Pang Jian said.

Zhou Qingchen was stunned for a moment, then smiled brilliantly, nodded and said, "That's right, I shouldn't be compared with you guys, I should always be compared with my former self!"

Zhou Qingchen, whose heart was untied, had a thought, and whispered: "Pang Jian, what is the total number of your spiritual consciousness?"

As soon as the words came out.

Fang Boxuan, Dong Tianze, who were also in Chixiazhou, and even the proud girl in black and silver hair all looked over intentionally or unintentionally.

Under the gust of wind, strands of silver hair flew up on Zhao Yuanqi's forehead, and a strange color glowed in her cold eyes.

The suzerain Liu Lingyun mentioned several times to make her get closer to Pang Jian. He also said that Li Zhaotian of Jianlou was very optimistic about Pang Jian, saying that Pang Jian's cultivation talent was unique.

However, Zhao Yuanqi has never seen Pang Jian's talent and combat power.

When Yuan Mang broke the ground, she took the Chixia boat and escaped from the killing quagmire early, and she had never seen Pang Jian's methods.

Not long ago, Pang Jian was under the protection of Li Yuqing just like her when he was in the forbidden land of praying spirits.

She has always been skeptical about Pang Jian's talent and combat power, and she doesn't quite believe the rumors from the outside world.

Seeing several people in the boat staring at him one after another, Pang Jian said calmly, "Not many."

"Must be more than a hundred?"

Fang Boxuan didn't hold back and asked first.

Pang Jian, who was in Yuan Mang's broken land, left a deep psychological shadow on him. When he heard that he would go to the forbidden land with Pang Jian this time, he was a little timid at first.

Later, thinking that the suzerain Tang Hongxiong was dead, and Jiu Yuan was also dead, he felt that he and Pang Jian were not enemies.

Because he fought against Pang Jian and saw Pang Jian kill Liang Ying and Jiu Yuan with his own eyes, he had always been extremely jealous of Pang Jian, even a little afraid.

Therefore, he was sure that the total number of Pang Jian's spiritual consciousness must exceed one hundred just like his own.

"almost."

Pang Jian said something vaguely.

"I am one hundred and five, and Ms. Zhao is one hundred and seven. Yang Rui was the strongest among us back then, and his consciousness was 110 one." Fang Boxuan revealed the fact that it was not a secret, and glanced at him coldly. Dong Tianze with a straight face said, "How much are you?"

"It's more than you anyway."

Dong Tianze said coldly.

Except for Pang Jian, he didn't bother to care about other people, nor was he interested in talking to them.

"More than me..."

Fang Boxuan, who had been promoted to the late stage of Dongxuan Realm, frowned, looked at this thorny head curiously, and said: "No wonder after you are regarded as the leader of dark ghosts, Yinling Temple still wants to protect you."

As soon as these words came out, Dong Tianze gave Pang Jian a cold look.

suddenly.

"How much is it?"

Zhao Yuanqi's gaze fell directly on Pang Jian, staring into his eyes and questioning.

Fang Boxuan and Zhou Qingchen thought she was asking Dong Tianze for a specific amount at first, but seeing her staring at Pang Jian all the time, they realized that she was really interested in someone else.

"I'm about the same as Yang Rui, it's more than 110."

Pang Jian said helplessly.

140 four is also more than 110. He thinks there is nothing wrong with his statement.

"really……"

Zhao Yuanqi nodded without any surprise.

"Not bad, not too much inferior to me."

Dong Tianze raised his head proudly, looked at the gradually enlarged piece of land above his head, and said, "If the total number of spiritual consciousness does not exceed 110, it can only become famous in the third realm."

"you!"

Zhou Qingchen and Fang Boxuan changed their colors slightly.

Zhao Yuanqi was also surprised.

They were not surprised that Pang Jian's spiritual consciousness exceeded 110. Dong Tianze had also reached this level, which really made them a little hard to accept.

"Brother Zhou, the total number of your spiritual consciousness has not yet been determined, so it may not necessarily be inferior to him."

Pang Jian said in relief.

Zhou Qingchen shook his head with a wry smile, but didn't say much.

"The total number of spiritual consciousness is not static. Even after passing through the early stage of Dongxuan Realm, it may increase additionally." Pang Jian said again.

Zhou Qingchen was taken aback, "This doesn't match the information I got."

"Pang Jian, who told you that in other stages of the Dongxuan Realm, you can also condense more spiritual consciousness?"

Fang Boxuan had a look of disbelief.

Pang Jian hesitated for a moment, and did not reveal the truth, but thought that he would reveal the truth when there were only him and Zhou Qingchen in the forbidden world.

——Divine Consciousness of Ability God can refine more spiritual consciousness.

"How did you know?"

Dong Tianze's face turned cold, and he suddenly stood up from his sitting position.

He stared at Pang Jian, and shouted: "Hunting the divine guard and sucking the phoenix seal between the other's eyebrows will allow me to condense my spiritual consciousness. You already know it? You should also plan to search for the divine guard when you go to the Meteorite Sea." Hunting, did you tamper with the Black Iron Mountain?"

The anger in his heart exploded again.

Full of suspicion towards Pang Jian, he always feels that Pang Jian has bad intentions for him and wants to cheat him.

"Let me just say, you wouldn't be so kind and give me the Black Iron Mountain to hunt down the divine guards for nothing! Pang Jian, the most despicable thing is you, full of evil schemes!"

Dong Tianze sharply accused.

"Can you really continue to condense your consciousness?"

Fang Boxuan was secretly moved, and said excitedly: "Hunting the divine guards and blending into the opponent's phoenix seal will increase the consciousness? Damn it, I would have done it if I knew it!"

Hearing this, Zhao Yuanqi was also a little moved.

The amount of consciousness is related to the condensing of the soul, and it is an important basis for judging future talent.

Especially the big sects of the first and second realms place more emphasis on the amount of spiritual consciousness of the disciples of the Dongxuan Realm, and firmly believe that the more spiritual consciousness the disciples of this realm have, the stronger their ability to cultivate souls in the future will be.

Dong Tianze sneered and said, "I am the strongest god guard in the third realm, you might as well try it out. Pang Jian, don't pretend to be dumb, are you going to hunt the god guard?"

Pang Jian, wishing to wring his head off, took a deep breath and kept comforting himself with his inner voice.

Lian Dao: "He is Pang Lin's guard, he is Pang Lin's guardian, don't be as familiar with him..."

Pang Qiang forcibly remained silent.

"mean!"

Dong Tianze gave him a cold look.

He knew it in his heart, and Pang Jian wanted to plot that unknown broken land, and also wanted to hunt and kill Tianfeng Shenwei to enhance his spiritual consciousness, so he deliberately left himself aside.

After half a day.

Clear skies.

"Hoo! Hoo hoo!"

Suddenly there was a super strong wind blowing, and this Chixia boat from Tianbao Li's family suddenly shone with rays of light, resisting the impact of the strong wind.

"Crackling! Chichi!"

The Chixia boat's hull was splashed with light, and the momentum of its upward flight changed, shaking violently in the strong wind.

"Everyone, be careful, this is the gang wind that exists below the second realm, and we were unlucky enough to encounter it."

Fang Boxuan reminded everyone loudly, "The Chixia Zhou can withstand the impact of the strong wind, but everyone quickly sacrificed their protective shields."

When speaking, he took the lead in sacrificing the crimson blood-like hood, and stood inside the ship to gather strength.

"Wow! Wow!"

Zhou Qingchen, Dong Tianze and Zhao Yuanqi also sacrificed their shields immediately after him.

Pang Jian, who stood up and supported the side of the boat, was not in a hurry to sacrifice the shield, but felt the violent wind blowing with his body, and felt a sharp wind blade slashing at his head and face.

"Dang! Dangdang!"

Visible and invisible wind blades slashed at his silver body in the "Phantom Bone Realm", shining a silver light.

He didn't need to use a shield to protect his body, and with his physical strength, he could withstand this level of wind.

"Pang Jian, it's better for you to be careful. I heard that when the most terrifying storm hits, the Tianling Pagoda of the Yinling Temple, the Huoyun Ship of the Lieyang Sect, as well as the golden chariot and the uncertain ferry will all be destroyed. Shred."

Zhou Qingchen was not at ease with him, and shouted loudly: "In the third realm, the only thing that can withstand the fiercest gale is the Chixia Boat built by Tianbao Li's family."

"That's why we will go to the Holy Spirit Continent in the second realm with a Chixia boat."

"Don't be too rash!"

Zhou Qingchen, who cared about him, gave advice repeatedly.

"it is good."

Pang Jian sacrificed the Qingying Gang Mask according to his words.

After a while like this, there really was a stronger wind blowing, causing the green shield he sacrificed to flicker and extinguish.

"laugh!"

The Chixia boat is made of some kind of rare refined iron. There are slender nicks on the hull and deck.

However, as Zhou Qingchen said, the Chixiazhou managed to withstand the violent wind, and continued to rise staggeringly.

"Everyone hold on, at most half an hour, we will break through the Gangfeng layer!"

Fang Boxuan yelled to encourage everyone.

Pang Jian stared up curiously, and clearly saw a super-large piece of land, with many pieces of land floating beside it, sitting on top of the white clouds.

He also saw a pure black ship, not from the bottom up, but heading across the sky towards the mainland.

"The lower realm, Chixia Boat in Hongshan."

Someone above the ship laughed and said, "Hehe, they are trapped by the strong wind, and the Chixia boat is very turbulent."

"Go and play with them."

"go!"

The pure black ship swooped down like a ferocious behemoth. It stirred up a more violent wind and brought it to the location of the Chixia boat.

The rickety Chixia boat suddenly stopped on its difficult upward flight trajectory, and was immediately wrapped in several times the strong wind, and suddenly sank downward after a while.

"Haha, I bet it won't come up!"

"With four times the wind gathering, it will not be able to rush up. After all, Chixiazhou is not as good as our Molinzhou."

"Is not this nonsensical?"

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ps: Ask for a monthly ticket at the beginning of the month, three days at the beginning of the month, I have long since lost the Lao Ni who saved the manuscript, and I will still pull it out at three o'clock, so I will give you a monthly ticket to encourage me~
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