Purgatory

Chapter 297 Wrong command?

Zhuang Yuyan, who is dignified and elegant, has a beautiful appearance, with long hair fluttering like a waterfall.

With her fair fingers, she pointed at the alien god hovering in the air, and said, "Flame."

A world of burning flames flew out from behind her, and immediately faced the Ability God with arms hanging down naturally, hunched over, and wrapped in a black cloak.

One after another, large wells of magma flames gushed out from the burning world.

The Suzaku bird chirped, and the fire unicorn roared.

Hundreds of blazing rivers of flame and light seemed to be driven by two strange beasts, surrounding the images of foreign gods.

"Woooo!"

Wrapped in the cloak of the alien god's projection, there are thousands of strange creatures crying, as if there are many people who believe in this alien alien god and live in different worlds, blocking Zhuang Yuyan's flames for him.

"Ability God, that's all."

Zhuang Yuyan smiled contemptuously.

Among the people present, only she and Fu Wangchen were successfully promoted to the Concentration state in the mist.

So she consciously regarded the projection of the most powerful alien god soul as an obligation that she and Fu Wangchen had to eradicate.

"Little brother, Qi, you two go to the boat and kill other ghosts!"

Zhuang Yuyan ordered.

"okay!"

Qi Qingsong threw the Blue Dream Sword on the Black Iron Mountain.

A blue dreamy deep sea slowly emerged in the boundless void, and all those who stared at this dreamy deep sea were blurred for a moment.

Looking at the beautiful deep sea, their souls sink into it.

Foreigners, as long as they can still sleep and dream normally, they will be affected by Qi Qingsong's sword intent when they look at the dreamy deep sea.

Especially those ghosts who are proficient in soul sorcery, they are deeply affected, just by looking at it, they can recall the most terrible nightmare they have ever had in their lives.

His wife and children died tragically, his family was ruined, his parents were dying of serious illness, his blood vessels were exhausted...

The ghost warriors who came from the other side of the world, who were mentally unstable, lost control of their minds with a muffled grunt.

Afterwards, he was seized by the opponent in front of him in the barren land to kill him.

"Oh!"

Pang Jian escaped from the Black Iron Mountain and landed on the ground full of corpses. First, he assassinated a fifth-level ghost warrior with a single shot.

"Ghost clan..."

With a thought, he went over to hold the ghost warrior's skull, and put his palm against the Tianling Gai.

Soon, a group of "soul fire" floated out.

After thinking about it, he took out the black crow pot that he intended to give Luo Hongyan as a gift, and collected the "soul fire" of this group of ghost warriors.

"It's useless to me, but Brother Zhou can condense more spiritual consciousness with the ghost clan's soul fire, and quickly reach the limit of his own spiritual consciousness."

Pang Jian rushed to the next ghost warrior.

"Ghost clan!"

The black iron mountain fell towards the black battleship hovering in the mid-air of the ghost clan. Dong Tianze and Fang Boxuan also joined the ranks of besieging and killing the ghost clan.

"Sword Tower!"

Above the wilderness, Chen Lushi shouted excitedly.

The dazzling ribbon she was waving, like the tentacles of an octopus, was fighting with several alien warriors carrying a hard shell of a large beetle.

Those first-born tentacles were foreign warriors with a huge natural carapace, with thick skin and flesh, and were not affected by her soul magic illusion at all, which made her miserable.

Several disciples of Tianshuize around her had already turned into corpses under the siege of those strange-looking foreign warriors.

At this moment, the people coming from the barren land are all on the main battleship of the ghost clan, and Fu Wangchen even used his own power to intercept the image of the alien god summoned by the strongest ghost clan warrior in the air.

In this situation, when she suddenly saw a member of the Jianlou sect escape from the mist, Chen Lushi hurriedly waved her jade arm for help: "Here, come to us to help!"

"Devil Heart Sect, Chen Lushi..."

Zhao Yuanqi, who was stepping on the gourd, gave her a cold look in mid-air, and said, "This is the woman who stirred up the wind and caused me to waste nearly a thousand Lingyu."

The huge red gourd, which is full of radiance, flew towards a woman in Tianshuize in the wine-red sunset.

Zhao Yuanqi unscrewed the plug, facing several alien races crawling on the ground with human heads and scorpion bodies.

A series of nine rays of light shot out, and the bodies of those aliens with heads and scorpion bodies were stabbed into hornet's nests by the divine radiance she released.

Lu Xiangyi from Tianshuize was able to get out of trouble, so she hurriedly thanked her.

"You're welcome, everyone comes from the world of purgatory, so we should help each other."

Zhao Yuanqi ordered the gourd to approach, went to pick up Lu Xiangyi, and then rescued the nearby Tianshuize disciple.

A quarter of an hour later.

A total of six ghost warriors were beheaded by Pang Jian with a startling gun, and six balls of soul fire gathered in the black crow pot.

"Should be enough."

After muttering, he looked at the shattered wreckage of the Shanshui Lingzhou.

There, Wu Yuan, who has thick eyebrows, big eyes and a calm personality, controls the huge 12-yuan rock, crushing the alien warriors who dare to approach one by one.

The surface of those rocks of different sizes is not smooth, and at this moment, they are still covered with colorful blood of alien races.

When the blood-stained rock swayed and flew in mid-air, it looked like a brightly colored meteorite from outside the sky.

"Boom! Bang bang!"

A foreign warrior, whose body was crushed by those huge rocks, looked at him with fear in his eyes.

Wu Yuan's expression was focused, his face was devoid of emotion, killing a fifth-level foreign race was like killing chickens and dogs.

Passing through the high-altitude mist, a golden bee insect sensed that something was wrong with Pang Jian, and mobilized strands of golden consciousness in its pupils.

His eyes instantly turned golden.

So, he saw dozens of undead people from Demon Sect and Tianshui Ze scattered on the shattered wreckage, with wisps of green smoke escaping into the seven holes.

The green cloud of smoke came from the high altitude of the forbidden land, the projection of the soul of the alien god wrapped in a pitch-black cloak.

Appears to be...a silk thread on the cloak.

"Similar to the green ants released by those clairvoyants, they can eat their ideology and dominate and enslave their bodies."

Pang Jian realized something, and approached quietly.

"I don't need support here!"

Wu Yuan frowned. He looked unhappy at Pang Jian who came with a gun, and said indifferently: "I can solve all the alien races in front of me, you go elsewhere."

Pang Jian stopped, and then said: "Either, you kill the living dead yourself, or let me do it."

Tian Shuize and the disciples of the Demon Master, who were like walking corpses, clearly escaped from the mist, but they still couldn't wake up.

Moreover, they are still mechanically numb, holding the spirit jade to draw strength, and still sacrifice the brightly colored shield.

Leaving Weiwu, the protective shield no longer needs to be kept permanently, but they obviously don't know it.

"What's wrong with them?"

Wu Yuan said vigilantly.

"The evil power of foreign alien gods took the opportunity to infect their souls, and I saw something get in." Pang Jian replied, and then said: "If you can't kill them in time, they will be more difficult to deal with than those alien races you killed."

"you sure?"

"determine."

"it is good."

Practicing the "Magic Stone Jue" of the Heavenly Demon Sect, Wu Yuan, with a heart as hard as an iron stone and without any emotional ties, immediately used the magic stone he had chosen out of thousands of choices.

The 12 yuan huge rock, like a meteorite from the sky, quickly bombarded and killed the sitting dead.

"Boom! Boom boom!"

Dozens of undead people died after their skulls and bodies were blown apart by the magic stone that flew up after falling.

Pang Jian was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect this person to be so decisive that he would kill as soon as he said it.

"laugh!"

He released the golden consciousness in his eyes, trying to enter the brain region of the deceased and gather the remaining divine consciousness.

However, it was discovered that there was a weak divine consciousness, which quickly disappeared from the body of the corpse to the earth.

He immediately looked into the air.

Wrapped in a pitch-black cloak, holding a silver trident, the foreign alien god also looked at him with gloomy eyes like huge green lanterns.

Before he exerted his strength, the third eye on Fu Wangchen's forehead opened, and a brilliant radiance disturbed his perception.

Also at this moment.

Pang Jian clearly felt that the third eye that appeared on Fu Wangchen's forehead was all condensed by the divine consciousness that contained divine consciousness!

The peerless genius in the barren realm, the spirit condensed in the sea of ​​consciousness, has the same form as itself.

But the eyes of Shenhun are a collection of divine consciousness!

Pang Jian didn't know how many parts of the soul that existed in the depths of Fu Wangchen's sea of ​​consciousness were forged with special consciousness. He could only be sure that the eyes must be like this.

"One divine eye has such power and wonder, the head, torso, arms, and heart. If there are enough special divine senses to condense all parts of the divine soul, then such a divine soul..."

Pang Jian suddenly saw the target direction.

He decided to collect as much divine consciousness as possible before condensing his soul, and condense more golden consciousness in the sea of ​​consciousness.

He wanted his divine soul, after it was successfully forged, it would be surrounded by golden divine radiance!

"Wu Yuan! What are you doing?!"

Five hundred feet away, Jiang Chao from Tianshuize turned his head and shouted angrily.

Although most of the living dead were members of the Demon Sect, there were also some of their disciples from Tianshuize.

Jiang Chao is still counting on those people to wake up by themselves after entering the Forbidden Land.

Unexpectedly, he was killed by Wu Yuan in the blink of an eye.

"He said that those living dead have been infected by alien gods."

Wu Yuan pointed to Pang Jian who turned around and left.

"You just believe what he says? Wu Yuan, is there something wrong with your brain? Dozens of people were all killed by you just because of his words!"

"After they wake up, they are also our immediate combat power, our strength to contend with alien races!"

"Wu Yuan, can you use your brain when doing things?"

"and also……"

"Pang Jian, right? Why do you think that they will not wake up, and will be infected by the power of Ability God?"

Jiang Chao burned in anger.

"Whoosh!"

Pang Jian flew to a stream, grabbed another living dead man from Tianshuize who had been thrown far away, and threw him at Jiang Chao with all his might.

"You put this person aside and see if he will wake up."

"Pfft!"

A slightly puffy Tianshuize man fell into the river next to Jiang Chao.

As a member of Tianshuize, Jiang Chao, who practiced the water method, Yushui raised the man to the surface to prevent him from sinking to the bottom of the river and being washed away, "I want to see if he will be like you said!"

"If he can wake up, if he is not infected by the alien gods, those who were killed by Wu Yuan will all be counted on your head."

"Pang Jian, you have to pay for your nonsense!"

Jiang Chao shouted angrily.

"Brother Jiang, I'm fine, I'm awake."

The puffy man who came out of the water put away the spiritual power cover on his body, threw away the spiritual jade in his palm, and called out a purple clay pot from the bracelet.

"Brother, where are the other brothers and sisters?"

He looked at Jiang Chao blankly.

"Pang Jian! You deserve death!"

Jiang Chao's face darkened, his eyes fixed on the tall and straight figure flying by, and he said sharply: "Because of your misjudgment, dozens of our companions died!"

"Brother Jiang, where have we been?"

"Ah, we got out of the fog?"

"Are we finally saved?"

Farther away, several other undead who were not killed by Wu Yuan also woke up one after another.

They looked at the current scene with blank and confused faces, and they were either asking Jiang Chao or Wu Yuan, wanting them to tell them what was going on.

"I……"

Wu Yuan's complexion was deep, and he looked at the fleshy bones beside him. His heart was as hard as iron, and he also had a trace of self-doubt.

I wonder if he really did something wrong.

"Not enough successes, more than failures. The master's personal disciple is nothing more than that!"

With great difficulty, Chen Lushi rushed out from a group of armored aliens. The purple dress that supported her beautiful figure was damaged in several places, which made her happy, and her waist and hips were white and shiny.

With a cold face, she glanced at Pang Jian first, and then looked at Fu Wangchen in the sky.

With the third eye, Fu Wangchen, who is moving an ancient god's form to resist the projection of the soul of the foreign god, looks more and more tall in her eyes.

She always believed that Fu Wangchen was the owner of the golden bee and the noble person who brought them away from the mist.

"It seems that there is nothing unusual about the personal disciples chosen by Li Zhaotian. They only act according to their instincts, but they don't feel very reliable."

She compared Pang Jian and Fu Wangchen in her heart.

Immediately shaking his head secretly, he felt that comparing Pang Jian with Fu Wangchen in the barren land was like an insult to Fu Wangchen.

"Pang Jian! You have to give us an explanation!"

Jiang Chao launched a secret technique, flying thousands of crystal water arrows from the stream in front of him, and assassinated a dozen alien warriors who had touched him.

He stared at Pang Jian, and said coldly: "Because of your mistake, dozens of people died!"

Pang Jian turned his head, glanced at Jiang Chao, and the puffy Tianshuize disciple beside him.

That person happened to also look at him blankly.

The four eyes met, and there was a trace of coldness in the eyes of both sides.

Pang Jian frowned slightly, didn't say anything more, and drifted into a forest with towering trees.

midair.

"This person……"

Lu Xiangyi, who was rescued by Zhao Yuanqi, with bright eyes like autumn water, also aimed at Pang Jian who had escaped into the forest because of Jiang Chao's accusation, and said murderously: "Damn it! We have killed so many companions because of his blind instructions!"

Among those who were smashed and killed by Wu Yuan, several people had good personal relationships with her, and she also hoped that those people would wake up one by one after entering the Forbidden Land.

Now those people have all become a pile of meat paste.

"Pang Jian can't be wrong, Jiang Chao can only be wrong!"

Zhou Qingchen, who was at the back of the red gourd, originally thought that this pretty little girl from Tianshuize was pretty good, but now he said annoyedly: "Senior sister, I don't want to hear her rambling anymore, let her go."

"Ah."

The gourd was slightly lowered, and when it reached Wu Yuan's position, Zhao Yuanqi kicked Lu Xiangyi down.

"you!"

Lu Xiangyi, who was rubbing her round buttocks and baring her teeth, watched the two people flying away without the clothes of Jianlou, and couldn't even utter a word of complaint.

After all, someone had just saved her life.

"Then Pang Jian, could he be right?"

She couldn't believe it, and looked at the disciples of Tianshuize and Mozong who woke up almost at the same time, who were far away from the mountain and water spirit boat.

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