Purgatory

Chapter 296 Join the Battle!

The golden rocs collided with the thick black gunfire and exploded into a sky full of flames.

The blood-stained roc bird suddenly condensed into a drop of golden divine blood, and returned to the bird's divine bone.

"Chi! Chi Chi!"

On the white bones of the crystal, strands of golden light and light swam, escaping into the golden divine blood, as if giving new spiritual consciousness to each drop of divine blood.

Not long after, another golden roc bird flapped its wings and continued to intercept the incoming cannon fodder.

Below the void, there are many members of the ghost clan standing on a black battleship that is different in shape from the purgatory heaven and earth ship.

They were dressed luxuriously, and some of them even held exquisite glassware, as if they were tasting fine wine, appearing to have an extraordinary temperament.

"Ghost race, how can you come here from the Fifth Realm?"

"Why are the battleships they hold so gorgeous? What's going on with those forts and those black spirit crystals?"

Disciple Tianshuize was shocked by the scene in front of him.

"Four fragments? My God, did we go to the wrong place? The forbidden land is just one fragment, why are there four?"

"Surrounded by thunder and lightning, sealed by ice, and filled with flames!"

"Where did the three pieces of ground come from?"

The people on the Shanshui spirit boat panicked.

The scene that suddenly appeared was so different from what they had imagined that it made them feel overwhelmed.

"Those ghost clans are by no means the ghost clans of our world. The ghost clans I have come into contact with do not have such a graceful temperament." Wu Yuan took a deep breath, and saw that there was artillery fire aimed at the Shanshui Lingzhou, and said: "Prepare to fight, whether we want to or not, we must fight the alien race to the death."

"another world?"

"Where have we been?"

Amidst the screams of panic and monsters, Shanshui Lingzhou took advantage of the Tianpeng bird to attract most of the artillery fire, and took the opportunity to land on the broken ground that looked normal.

"shoot!"

In the depths of the jungle in the Forbidden Land, a cold order suddenly came out.

"Wow!"

An eight-armed giant with a height of one hundred feet, with its upper body naked, suddenly raised its head.

With his eight muscular arms, he held a huge bow and arrow, and kept shooting at the mountain and water spirit boat that was falling fast.

The arrows are like dazzling shooting stars, shooting towards the spirit boat of mountains and rivers one by one.

The slowly falling Shanshui Lingzhou was shot with holes by the light arrow of the eight-armed giant. The survivors of Tianshuize and Mozong were forced to fly out before the Shanshui Lingzhou sank.

"Boom!"

The spirit boat of mountains and rivers crashed upon landing.

"kill!"

Those foreign warriors wandering in the wilderness, chasing and killing casual cultivators and descendants of aristocratic families, some rode chariots, some rode pitch-black feathers, and some rode silver-like flying horses, and rushed to Tianshuize and the people from the Demon Sect.

"Spiritual Boat of Mountains and Waters in Tianshui Lake!"

"The pennant of the Demon Sect!"

"Also, people from the barren land of the North Ruins!"

"We were saved, we finally survived until reinforcements showed up!"

"..."

In the forbidden valleys, beside streams and rivers, under high mountains, deep in the jungle.

People from the world of purgatory who have been dealing with alien races in hiding, let out cheers of surprise.

Some even cried with joy.

"Oh!"

The moment Chen Lushi landed on the ground, she raised her head and looked up into the sky, her beautiful eyes glowed brilliantly and said: "Desolate land, Fu Wangchen..."

From Jiang Chao's mouth, she already knew the identity of Fu Wangchen, and she should only guide the spirit boat of mountains and rivers to come, it is this peerless genius who came from the barren land of Beixu.

"Really heroic and extraordinary."

Chen Lushi praised appreciatively: "We arrived one step ahead, bearing the baptism of foreign cannon fodder, there is nothing to say about morality and demeanor."

Her affection for Fu Wangchen increased, but when she thought of Lu Lingchan of Heigu, who seemed to have something to do with this Yingwei man under the arrangement of the owner of Heigu, she became a little unhappy again.

"So what about Guzhu's personal transmission? You may not be able to reach the forbidden land alive."

Chen Lushi snorted coldly in her heart.

"Fu Wangchen!"

"He is Fu Wangchen from Beixu, the land of desolation!"

"He is here, we can survive!"

Loose cultivators, disciples of aristocratic families, and disciples of small sects in the second world are all cheering each other up.

At this time.

Fu Wangchen, who sacrificed an ancient god's dharma figure holding the sky, first used the powerful ancient god's dharma form, like tearing off a veil, to tear off a layer of "membrane" invisible to the naked eye on the bird's feather bones.

Immediately, he stepped out of the bird's forehead and confronted a skinny ghost warrior.

"die!"

Holding the silver trident, the strong man of the ghost tribe, with a flash of green eyes, silently recited a mantra in the language of the ghost tribe.

A gloomy ghostly figure that was covered in hazy clouds and was also a hundred feet high, with its arms hanging down naturally, hunched over, appeared in the void behind this person.

There is a huge pitch-black cloak, which is slowly condensed into clouds of smoke, wrapping his figure.

——This is the soul projection of an alien alien god.

He lowered his head and looked at the small and powerful ghost clan, just like looking at the believers who believed in him.

"Purgatory..."

He mumbled something indistinctly, then suddenly stared at the image of the ancient god of Qingtian condensed by Fu Wangchen with a secret method, and said, "The image left by the fallen true god."

He looked at the huge bird again, and said again: "The sacred bone of the ninth-level golden-winged roc bird."

"You have merit..."

The last sentence, he said to the ghost warriors below.

He grabbed down, and the silver trident that he had bestowed on the ghost warriors suddenly fell into his hands.

"call out!"

The silver trident suddenly magnified tens of millions of times, turned into a flash of silver lightning, and pierced towards the ancient god Fu Wangchen sacrificed.

The lotus platform where Faxiang was sitting upright ignited a monstrous fire of karma, and flew straight towards the silver trident.

A certain ancient true god who had long passed away in the history of Beixu also stepped on the lotus platform and began to fight with the soul projection of that alien god.

at the same time.

"Pong!"

On top of the feather bones of the birds, the palaces and buildings suddenly collapsed and shattered.

Many practitioners in the barren land woke up from a deep and long-lasting coma. When they came out and saw the severe situation in front of them, they rode on the golden roc bird made of blood essence without saying a word.

Riding on the birds, they rushed to the jet-black battleship that was still spraying gunfire, and fought with the ghost warriors above.

In the fog.

Pang Jian, who watched the battle through the golden bee worm, described the battle in detail, and said: "Fu Wangchen is very powerful. A statue he released is fighting fiercely with an image of an alien god believed by the ghost clan."

"Shanshui Lingzhou crashed, people from Tianshuize, people from Mozong, are fighting with alien races in the wilderness."

"The people who came from the barren land, after waking up, rode golden roc birds and rushed to kill the aliens on the ghost battleship."

"The turret made of black crystals no longer has gunfire."

"..."

While speaking, the war-thirsty blood in Pang Jian's body seemed to be ignited little by little.

He licked the corner of his mouth, his eyes sparkled with excitement, and he had already held the shiny silver spear in his hand.

"Little Junior Brother."

Zhuang Yuyan pursed her lips and smiled lightly, and said, "It's really a good idea for you to get Fu Wangchen, Wu Yuan, and Jiang Chao over here before us."

"Well, otherwise, the first wave of the most violent artillery fire from the foreign race will hit the sword boat."

Qi Qingsong got up.

Holding the Lanmeng Sword, he also seemed to be full of fighting spirit: "The sword boat cannot be destroyed like a mountain and river spirit boat. Come, we need to rely on the sword boat, and we need to go back."

"You guys really want to kill them?" Fang Boxuan said timidly.

In the scene described by Pang Jian, there are images of foreign gods appearing, the ghost race is also extremely powerful, and there are a large number of foreign warriors belonging to different races.

In this case, he felt that he should shrink in the sword boat and not step out of the strange fog in a hurry.

Wouldn't it be better to wait until those people in the barren land, as well as the disciples of Tianshuize and Mozong, separated from the alien race, and then decide whether to step in?
"I want to hunt the gods, I want to condense the true consciousness of the gods."

Qi Qingsong shouted.

"I also want to see the ghost clansmen from other worlds, and see what amazing abilities they have."

Zhuang Yuyan gritted her fists and said furiously.

The disciples of Jianlou are not afraid of fighting, and they are also addicted to fighting. Their sword intent and art are honed in the battle.

Knowing that there are many dangers ahead, and knowing that there are soul images of foreign gods, not only are they not afraid, but they all seem eager to try.

Pang Jian also said: "In Absolute Heaven and Forbidden Land, people and alien beasts who come from Purgatory have no advantage at all. Alien races, as well as foreign gods who can be presented through alien races, are the ones who rule the situation."

"If we keep watching from the sidelines, people from the Desolate Realm, Tianshuize, and the Demon Sect will probably all be killed."

"At that time, we will be alone to face those foreign enemies from other worlds."

"Dong Tianze!"

Pang Jian snorted softly, and said: "We leave our sword boat in the mist, and use your black iron mountain to enter the forbidden land."

"good idea!"

Qi Qingsong was the first to agree.

The sword boat is hidden in the mist. If they can't resist the offensive of the alien race, they still have a chance to turn back.

"it is good."

Dong Tianze moved the black iron mountain out of the sword boat.

Pang Jian, Qi Qingsong, Zhuang Yuyan and Fang Boxuan fell to Heitieshan one after another.

When Zhou Qingchen was about to go there, Zhao Yuanqi called him and explained: "Everyone is concentrated in Heitieshan, the goal is too obvious, why don't we disperse."

"Junior Brother Zhou, you are with me."

She untied the gourd, flew to the top, and waved to Zhou Qingchen.

"Alright."

Zhou Qingchen smiled apologetically at Pang Jian, and flew into the gourd like her.

"Walk."

Heitieshan and Calabash headed towards the destination one after the other.

Not long after, they broke through the sea of ​​gray mist and saw the strange space that Pang Jian described.

"boom!"

A scene of light and shadow interlacing, divine light and flames flying through the void, and the tragic battlefield where lightning and spiritual light collided, immediately caught the eyes of several people.

"Sword Tower!"

Unarmed, Fu Wangchen, who was hovering over the remains of the golden-winged roc, turned his head and noticed the sword order on the waists of Pang Jian and the others.

"Several, these alien races do not belong to purgatory, they..."

Fu Wangchen, who thought that Pang Jian and others were unaware of the situation, was in control of the huge statue of the ancient god, and was going to tell them about the precarious situation in front of them.

"No need to say more!"

Zhuang Yuyan smiled and shook her head.

"Shh! Shh!"

Two spiritual swords, one long and one short, set off a fiery sea of ​​flames and spread out in the void behind her.

"Chichi!"

A slender flaming ghost disappeared in the sea of ​​flames, weaving and consolidating quickly, turning into a Suzaku bird, a flame unicorn with ancient breath.

"I will help you fight the soul projection of this Ability God!"

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(End of this chapter)