Purgatory

Chapter 320 Three Thousand Divine Senses!

time flies.

Pang Jian, who watched the great changes in the mysterious ice world and witnessed the fall of a god, still closed his eyes.

Although the person hasn't moved, his dantian spirit sea and his consciousness sea are undergoing earth-shattering changes every moment.

His own mutations can also be miraculously reflected in the six huge icicles, and the strange patterns on the icicles are sometimes radiant, and sometimes zoom in or out.

"It's been a long time and he still hasn't woken up and told us what happened."

A scrawny elder of the Ice Tribe took out a smoothie funnel for measuring time, and said frowningly, "Judging from this hourglass of time, he has maintained his current state for half a month."

Several clan elders sighed, feeling extremely tired.

Not only to appease the clansmen below, but also to consider how to get the "Heart of Winter" and think about the future of the Ice Tribe.

The death of the Great Elder Bing Lan made them lose their backbone, and they discussed and discussed again and again, but they still couldn't find a reason.

"no way."

The exhausted Second Elder, Bingyuan, said helplessly, "We can only continue to wait. As long as he doesn't leave, as long as he stays at the altar of prayer, we can only wait for his answer."

"Can't you use force?" The skinny clan elder looked sternly.

"By force? I'm afraid something will go wrong with Winter's Heart."

Bingyuan's face turned cold, and he snorted: "The heart of winter is a fetish left by the ice demon for us, and it has disappeared in his body now. We don't know why the heart of winter is in his body, nor do we know What is the situation in the heart of winter?"

"so……"

Bing Yuan drank heavily: "Keep waiting!"

"Ok."

Time flies, and another ten days have passed.

this day.

The wrinkled clan elder Bingying stared blankly at a towering icicle and the bright stars above, and stood up all of a sudden.

A cold star-like radiance suddenly appeared in her eyes, and she felt a trace of strange and novel power quietly flowing in her blood.

In the depths of her heart, a little bit of starlight flickered, becoming brighter and brighter.

"Wow!"

The stars in the icicle she was staring at, like the stars in her heart, were also gradually brightening.

"Crack!"

There was a mysterious heavenly sound, resounding in her heart, like the explosion of a cage.

"call out!"

The icy divine light released from the nearby glacier that irradiated Pang Jian's body before fell on Bing Ying's body, pouring a majestic extreme cold force.

This scene shocked everyone, and countless eyes focused on her.

"me……"

As soon as Bingying opened her mouth, she couldn't help but burst into tears. She knelt down and touched her forehead to the ground, and said, "I broke the sixth-level limit of my bloodline!"

"I'm level seven now."

She kowtowed towards the icicle, and she didn't know whether she was kneeling to the ice demon or the stars on the icicle.

"Bingying!"

"You, have you broken through the bloodline?"

"Frozen land, check and balance our six-level limit, you broke it?"

The elders of the rest of the clan howled wildly.

The huge howling sound, the contagion usually erupted in the ice castle, and quickly spread to the nearby Xuefeng, causing all the members of the Ice tribe to fall into a state of carnival like madness.

"Open your eyes!"

"The ice demon has noticed us!"

a few days later.

"My bloodline has reached level six!"

Ice Halberd, Bing Yun, and some Ice Tribe members who were at the top of the fifth level.

They stood beside the six huge icicles, staring at the sun, moon and stars, leaves, thunder vortexes, and tortoise shells that flashed from them, and they also began to obtain bloodline breakthroughs inexplicably.

A few more days passed.

The second elder, Bing Yuan, stared at an icicle surrounded by thunder and lightning, and was finally able to integrate a ray of thunder into his heart, and also obtained a bloodline promotion like ice.

"Level seven!"

Icefield raised the frost scepter and shouted.

After the death of Great Elder Bing Lan, the Ice Clan, who was banned here to shatter the world, gave birth to two warriors with seventh-level blood!

The Ice Race will also open a new chapter because of this!

And then……

The six elders of the Ice Tribe told all the members of the Ice Tribe to sit next to the six icicles standing on the altar of praying gods, to comprehend the strange patterns imprinted in the pillars.

As a result, members of the Ice Clan successively obtained bloodline breakthroughs.

"It must be the favor of the Ice Demon!"

"The god we believe in should have heard our prayers. Through this guest who has the same belief as us, he engraved the miracle that will help our bloodline break through in the icicle!"

"It must be so!"

The joyous Ice Race clansmen had long forgotten the death of Great Elder Bing Lan, and no longer blamed Pang Jian.

"Maybe, we can still leave the frozen land!"

The young leader named Bing Yun, after obtaining the permission of several elders, rode a bird to the sky, trying to escape from this eternally sealed world.

"Pong!"

The sky ban was still in place, and after several attempts with him and the bird, he returned to the altar of praying in frustration.

"Don't be discouraged, we are heading on the right path. When the distinguished guest wakes up, he will be able to tell us the teachings of the Ice Demon and let us know what to do."

Icefield comforted everyone.

In the days that followed, these Ice tribe members who were full of hope for the future, while comprehending the strangeness engraved on the six icicles, waited patiently for Pang Jian's awakening.

……

In Pang Jian's dantian spiritual sea, a huge ice pool is located in the dry spiritual sea.

The ice pool was bleak, and the "Heart of Winter" was parked at the bottom of the pool, and golden bees were whistling around the ice crystal heart.

Sometimes, the bee soul will disappear in a flash.

Pang Jian's soul knows the sea.

From the "springs" one after another, golden consciousness gushes out continuously, and the original gray consciousness, after escaping into the "springs" below the sea of ​​consciousness, transforms into a golden consciousness as if being gilded with golden honey.

The empty and empty sea of ​​consciousness originated from Pang Jian's densely packed golden consciousness, which skyrocketed from more than 100 to more than 1000!

Moreover, all of them are golden consciousness containing divinity!

One by one, the bees and insects collected the divine consciousness that was imprisoned by the alien gods in the "Heart of Winter", and they came and went to turn into mouthfuls of golden honey in the vast sea of ​​consciousness.

After a while, Pang Jian knew the number of golden divine senses in the sea, and the number increased from one thousand to two thousand, and then more than 2000.

Up to three thousand!

Three thousand golden consciousness, shaped like three thousand golden waterfalls, they are like the so-called three thousand avenues in a mysterious world, hanging in Pang Jian's sea of ​​consciousness that has been expanded countless times.

At this point, no matter how the bees spit out golden honey, they can no longer produce new golden consciousness.

Reluctantly, Pang Jian tried again and again, but found that he couldn't make another wisp.

"Have I reached the limit of my potential?"

He thought about communicating with the queen bee.

"It's not the limit of your potential. Your human race in Purgatory should have a limit of [-] spiritual consciousness before you condense your soul."

"If you want to refine your consciousness more, I guess you must reappear your soul first. Only when your soul is cast will your fundamentals change, and maybe you can have a new consciousness reappear."

"That's my guess, it may not be the case."

replied the queen bee.

When it answered, the dense bee colony was still active, and the number was already several hundred.

"The harvest this time is too rich. I really didn't expect that there would be so many divine consciousnesses of foreign gods, frozen in the outer circle of this thing."

The queen bee was very moved.

The bees and insects were still sucking the divine consciousness in the "Heart of Winter", but they no longer spit out golden honey towards Pang Jian's sea of ​​consciousness.

——Because Pang Jian is not needed for the time being.

"The limit of the human race..."

Pang Jian was emotional.

Thinking of today's purgatory world, one can be called a genius if one has condensed more than 100 divine senses in the Dongxuan Realm.

Then what should his three thousand divine senses be called?
If it can only be opened in purgatory, and the alien gods in the outer domain focus on this time to hunt and kill the alien god puppets to increase their consciousness, then he is in an era where risks and opportunities coexist.

Catch up again, what about the grand event once every 10 years?
"Is the limit of our human race the best among all races in all walks of life?" Pang Jian asked casually.

The queen bee thought silently.

Relying on its perception, Pang Jian looked at the space it was in, and the surprise in his heart was also brought up.

Inside the "Gate of Purgatory", in the depths of the vast mist, the hive was magnified a hundred times!
It is like a mountain of worms suspended in nothingness, there are actually thousands of bee pupae in a dormant state, eager to obtain the power of Qi and blood in Pang Jian's body to break the pupae.

There are more bees, busy coming and going, spitting honey in the hive.

The honey solidified and was nourished by the strangeness in the hive, turning into a new bee pupa.

Only at this time did Pang Jian feel his weakness, and found that the energy and blood in his body was less than a few tenths of the peak state.

Feeling it secretly, he knew that in addition to maintaining the normal vitality of the body, other excess flesh and blood energy were being absorbed by the bee pupae in the hive.

"Master, do you need to listen to the truth?"

The queen bee went back to the past through silence, and harvested some memories from her soul, in the eyes of Youyou, a huge hive.

Pang Jian didn't feel very good, and said, "Need it!"

"For me, every bee and bug I conceive can be regarded as a ray of my consciousness, and can also be used as a clone. However, they actually have independent intelligence, and it just takes time to accumulate and be recognized. wake."

"As you can see, there are currently more than 7000."

"But this is not my limit, far from it."

"If I have enough divine consciousness, the total number of bees I can breed should be more than 9000. To be exact, it is 99."

"No more than ten thousand is my limit, more than three times your three thousand spiritual sense."

The queen bee speaks the truth honestly.

Pang Jian didn't say anything at first, and asked after a long time: "Is it because of your extraordinary talent? Ice, Yan, Thunder, and Ghost are far behind?"

"Well, maybe."

The queen bee thought about it, recalled some memories, and said: "I remember that your human talent is not too high, and you are not outstanding in all aspects. Your soul talent is not as good as mine, not as good as ghosts, and not as good as ghosts. This aspect is higher than that of humans. There are as many as a dozen ethnic groups."

"Flesh and flesh, the human race is at the bottom of the level, and it is incomparable with most ethnic groups."

"But for some reason, I feel that many ethnic groups are afraid of the human race, and regard the purgatory human race as evil."

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(End of this chapter)