Purgatory

Chapter 381
Along the stretch of muddy stream.

A long snow-white snake submerged its body in the river, and it raised its head and spit out a mouthful of poisonous smoke, drowning the practitioners of Heigu and Lie Yangzong.

"Chichi!"

Practitioners surrounded by highly poisonous smoke will feel dizzy once their spiritual energy shield is eroded away.

At this time, the big snake with a body of several tens of feet became a beautiful woman with a beautiful face in their eyes.

Or, become the parents, wives and children they miss, and become the love of their life.

Practitioners in the Concentrating Concentration Realm and the Cave Profound Realm throw themselves into the net in a daze, and the moths rush into the flames and fall into the big mouth of the big snake.

Those fragile bodies turned into dry bones in a short time.

Their flesh and blood slipped into the viscera of the big snake, but the dead bones were spit out by it.

Beside the stream, the dead bones of human cultivators have been piled up in several piles, making those who are still alive despair.

When Pang Jian drove the sword boat and arrived in front of this big snake that had just been promoted to the eighth level, it already had a beautiful human face.

Its face was flushed red, its eyes were full of madness and bloodlust, and it had no wisdom at all.

It still has snake scales below the neck, which shows that it is not proficient in advanced and transformation, and it is not as good as the dead blood bear.

"Pang Jian!"

The surviving members of Heigu and Lieyang Sect, when scrambling to escape, saw the sword boat roaring towards them, with blank expressions on their faces.

They didn't understand why Pang Jian came here at this time.

This place is very far away from the foot of the mountain, they didn't see Pang Jian massacring, and their concept of Pang Jian still remained in their inherent impressions.

"That's a level eight beast!"

An elder from Lieyang Sect screamed to remind him.

"know."

The Hunyuan ball was thrown by him casually, and the spiritual power, cold power, thunder and lightning, and the power of Xingyue were transported and gathered together.

The iron ball the size of a fist has only been magnified dozens of times, surrounded by silver and white lightning, emitting bunches of sharp ice edges, suddenly shining brightly.

This blue-gray iron ball became shaped like a giant hedgehog, heading straight for the big snake's ferocious mouth.

The big snake's blood-red vertical pupils suddenly showed an expression of pain and violence. Its snake tail, which had sunk into the stream, suddenly flew out, rolling up the dark and turbid stream water to meet the Hunyuan ball.

"Hoo! Hoo hoo!"

Because of the condensed and concentrated blood power, the thin, dirty and strange force of the broken ground poured into the muddy river crazily.

When the Hunyuan ball hit the river, most of the impact was reduced by the gentle and strange force of the river, and it was also dragged into the river by the snake's tail.

The blood-thirsty river water is full of filth and poison, eroding the Hunyuan Ball under the power of the big snake.

This artifact, which was exchanged for merit points and reached the holy level, and Pang Jian's telepathy were erased, like a stubborn stone that had sunk at the bottom of the river for thousands of years.

"It's a bit of a ghost."

Pang Jian nodded slightly.

A ray of blue sword light shot out suddenly, and surrounded the void around the big snake like a circle of light in the void ring.

In the circular aperture, a dazzling spectacle suddenly appeared.

The sun, the moon and stars appeared one after another, thousands of heavenly demons danced wildly, unknown monsters and magic eyes appeared, there were thunder and lightning that wiped out the world one by one, and there were earth flames that burned everything.

The Chaos Sword Jue is performed with the Origin Demon Sword, filled with myriad mysteries, which is a magical scene that Orochi has never seen before.

No matter how hard the serpent works, no matter what secret art of blood it uses, the ring of light made of sword light continues to shrink.

Its head, which was condensed into a human face, was still slowly held by the ring after all.

"puff!"

Blood spewed from the snake's scaled neck, and its head and body split apart. When Pang Jian approached and grabbed it, it disappeared into the storage bracelet.

"Wow!"

The spiritual shield of Pang Jian's body shield increased several times, as if wrapped in a thick layer of rock ice, and fell to the bottom of the dirty river to hold the Hunyuan ball.

"Except for bloodthirsty, other filthy forces are quite familiar."

After muttering, Pang Jian returned to Jianzhou and rushed to the next goal.

The big snow-white snake that lost its head, part of its body was exposed outside the stream, and part of its body was still inside the river, and the poisonous smoke nearby quickly dissipated.

"This big snake is full of treasures, and he didn't search carefully?"

The surviving disciples of Lieyang Sect and Hei Gu leaned over anxiously after being shocked. They cut and collected the precious snake skin, snake bones, and snake meat from the big snake as the relics of their companions.

Soon.

Another similar ring-shaped sword light surrounded Bian Que, who was slaughtering the disciples of the Demon Sect, and beheaded the fifth realm monster that was also transforming.

"Compared to the Ice Armored Eel Dragon, these two guys are much weaker, they don't seem to be at the same level."

Pang Jian secretly slandered.

The violent blood bear, the big snow-white snake, and the flat magpie are all eighth-level beasts forcibly spawned by bloodthirsty, and their actual combat power is only slightly higher than the seventh level.

Recalling the terrifying aura of the Ice Armored Eel Dragon, he knew that false power could not bring a real threat.

"On Liu Youyu's side, the ghost warrior named Guiji is the real troublesome person."

The sword boat whizzed across the brocade cloud.

……

"Master Wu, how are you doing?"

Zhou Qingchen hacked another golden-armed ape to death, turned his head to look at Wu Xuanfeng who was following the sword boat, and said in a deep voice, "Now, is he worthy of the title of the master of the sword tower's personal disciple?"

Wu Xuanfeng nodded hastily: "Worthy! Of course I'm worthy!"

The rest of the rogue cultivators also watched Jian Zhou with bright eyes, and sighed in one voice: "Young Master Zhou, you said that he is so powerful, why didn't he rank among the top [-] in the Soul Wandering Realm?"

"Is he really entering the Soul Wandering Realm for the first time?"

"Judging from his current combat power, he is at the same level as Zhu Wenle."

The last casual cultivator, recalling what Pang Jian said before, saying that Zhu Wenle may not be able to return to the Xiangguang Broken Land alive, at this moment he couldn't help feeling: "Zhu Wenle is indeed dead, what he said is true."

"This battle is not over yet!" Zhou Qingchen snorted coldly.

The group of casual cultivators who followed him nodded slightly, and accompanied him to hunt the nearby beasts.

……

At the foot of the majestic mountains and rivers.

With the body of Zhu Wenle, Guiji controlled the huge fan, joined forces with the generals of the Jinghong Army and members of the Zhu family, and formed an array to surround the flying fish boat.

After Pang Jian left, more ghostly spirits floated into the minds of the living people.

As a result, the officers and men of the Jinghong Army and members of the Zhu family who came from Haotian Divine Kingdom all became puppets under his control.

All the puppets have the same source of thought—Gui Ji, who uses the tactics of the Jinghong Army's army more skillfully than those real generals of the Jinghong Army.

"Huh! Huh huh!"

In the flying fish boat, beams of sword light flew out, beheading the possessed soldiers of the Jinghong Army and members of the Zhu family.

Liu Youyu, who was floating the Xuantian mirror above his head, frowned and shouted: "People of Tianshuize, get out of here quickly!"

"understand!"

Yu Huan ran away.

"Well!"

After flying tens of miles away, she saw the sword boat parked in mid-air, but Pang Jian was nowhere to be found.

"Where's Pang Jian?"

The people from Tianshuize asked.

"I didn't notice."

……

Deep in the ground, Pang Jian, surrounded by black and yellow blood, was walking leisurely towards the towering mountains and rivers.

Using Xuanguijia's talent for escaping from the ground, he has fully opened his vision and perception underground, and he has already locked a position in the mountains and rivers.

Not long after, he transformed his talent for escaping into mountains.

A black and yellow blood light flew upwards like the ground below the high mountain, and arrived inside the mountainside in a short while.

Inside the mountain, holding the "Heart of Winter" in his hand, he gradually approached a cold cave.

In that cave, huge thorns of ice crystals hang upside down, and a man from the ghost race, who is exquisitely dressed, is breathing out ghost fire with his palms folded.

Clusters of will-o'-the-wisps flew out of the minds of the six local ghost warriors and were inhaled by him.

Six seventh-level ghost warriors, with thin and small bodies, were all frozen inside the ice crystal thorns, watching him desperately fighting with their souls.

"Don't blame me. Cruel wars are naturally accompanied by sacrifices, and I can't help it."

The ghost sighed with his real body, and while continuing to swallow the soul fire of his fellow clan, he said: "My status in the ghost world is not low, and I have children to raise. This trip to accompany the adults into purgatory by mistake is my life. This is a major turning point, I must return to the ghost world alive, and I must not die in purgatory for no reason."

"Everyone is a ghost clan, please forgive me, and don't hate me."

He shook his head and muttered.

Suddenly, he felt a bone-piercing chill gushing out from the ice rock under his buttocks.

"This severe cold..."

Gui Ji's expression changed, and he quickly lowered his head to look down.

Under the transparent ice rock, someone was floating a crystal clear heart, floating up little by little, and grinning at him.

That smile made his hair stand on end, and it also reminded him suddenly of what that crystal clear heart was.

"Heart of Winter!"

Ghost Ji turned pale in shock.

"Crack! Crack!"

The ice crystal thorns hanging upside down were driven by some kind of force, and they all stabbed at the ghost who was casting the spell.

Putting most of his energy and soul power on the outside to control Zhu Wenle and the ghost of Jinghong Army general, he never expected that the backyard would catch fire, let alone Pang Jian holding the fetish "Heart of Winter" in his hand.

When the thorn pierced through his body, he screamed and summoned back the ghost fire of the soul.

Clusters of faint green soul fires appeared one after another in his mind, and he erupted with a terrifying aura, saying: "Heavenly ghost eats soul!"

A huge skinny ghost emerged from the back of his head. He transformed a ghost god he believed in, trying to wipe out Pang Jian's consciousness of spirit and soul, and seized Pang Jian like Zhu Wenle.

"You have never been to the frozen land."

Pang Jian laughed dumbfounded.

His golden soul suddenly flew away from between his brows, first tore the alien gods condensed by Guiji's faith into pieces, and then extinguished Guiji's clusters of soul fire.

The eighth-level ghost and six seventh-level ghost warriors became his trophies in Jinyun Broken Land.

After a while.

Liu Youyu looked at the corpses of Zhu Wenle and others with a dazed expression, when the sword boat suddenly drifted past.

Pang Jian raised his head and said, "This is Gui Ji's real body."

……

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(End of this chapter)