Purgatory

Chapter 400 Killing to the Third Realm!

Ships with strange shapes are wandering in the mid-air of the Demon Spirit Continent.

Many alien warriors riding birds and ferocious beasts looked around with cold eyes, obviously looking for something and looking forward to it.

When Pang Jian and his party appeared from the strange and misty land, the alien warriors who were searching had cold eyes full of murderous intent, and immediately focused on them.

It was also at this moment that Pang Jian knew that they were the ones that the foreign race was looking forward to.

"It's them!"

Above three-quarters of the land, the aliens and fierce beasts who had been waiting for a long time rushed straight to Pang Jian and the others like a torrent.

"There are several eighth-level alien races, and eighth-level beasts." Liu Youyu pursed his lips, finally feeling nervous, and said: "The eighth-level beasts here are not the kind of Jinyunshattered land. .”

The Xuantian Divine Mirror was pinched in her hand.

The mirror, held by her, constantly adjusted its angle, facing the places where alien races and fierce beasts gathered.

As long as the Xuantian Divine Mirror shines on it, no matter whether it is a foreign race or a fierce beast, what bloodline level it is in, and what level of combat power it probably has, she can understand it at a glance.

But the more she shone, the more frightened she felt, saying: "There are too many, and there are too many strong ones. We are in big trouble."

Hundreds of alien races and fierce beasts are all of the sixth, seventh, and eighth-level bloodlines, and she has sensed four of the alien races and fierce beasts with bloodlines of the eighth level so far.

Level eight, comparable to the Nirvana of the human race!
As the most outstanding new generation of the Yuanqing Divine Kingdom, and also in charge of the divine weapon Xuantian Mirror, she has no absolute confidence that she will be able to cross the border and kill eighth-level aliens.

"Return to the depths of the strange fog, or rise to the sky?"

Dong Wenjian of Gufa Sect shouted and asked.

In this situation, they had only two options, either to return to the mist immediately and use the mystery of the mist to deal with it.

Or, just rush back to the third realm under the pressure of the alien siege.

With the communication devices on their bodies, once they enter the third realm, they can communicate with the strong men of their respective sects. If they are close to Qiantian and Xuanyou Continent, they can also communicate with the eyes of the sky and exchange points.

"In my opinion..."

Fan Chen sullenly wanted to find a solution.

"Boom!"

In the depths of the dim sky, bursts of dull thunder suddenly sounded.

Heavy rain is coming!

"It's the elite of the human race!"

A high-pitched shout came from the mouth of a foreign warrior whose shoulders were covered with natural armor.

He was tall and mighty, his pupils seemed to be burning with magma and fire water, and he was an eighth-level Yan clan powerhouse in the fifth realm.

"Kill me!"

He straddled a ground flame beast, his whole body burst into flames, and a flaming spear pierced through the air from his hand.

"Dengdeng! Click!"

When the Earth Flame Beast ran violently, the dead bones of many fierce beasts and spirit beasts exploded, and the broken bones were controlled by the blood of the Yan Clan warriors, turning into tens of thousands of rockets.

The people who flew out of the mist saw a rocket coming like a meteor before they could react.

"The opponent has already prepared!"

Fan Chen stamped his foot on the ground.

A streak of golden light and silver light sank into the ground in an instant, and his power crushed pieces of rock, forming a sea of ​​gold and silver dust, which rushed into the air and swayed in the air.

As soon as the dust that distorted perception and vision appeared, the Yan warrior was immediately confused, and thousands of rockets suddenly lost their direction.

But the burning fire spear gradually became thicker, like a long river of flames flowing on a certain continent in the Fifth Realm, crossing the sea of ​​dust and appearing in front of everyone.

"go with!"

Fan Chen's brow floated out the simple and simple "Tai" character, like a gilded towering mountain, blocking the long river of flames transformed from fire spears.

"Only by soaring into the sky and quickly returning to the third realm can we escape this catastrophe!"

Fan Chen took the initiative to shoulder the heavy responsibility, and said: "Although only the Nirvana Realm can enter and leave the major worlds calmly, but I know that you all have your own means, and you have a treasure artifact in hand, and you can return to the upper realm without using the flying spirit weapon!"

"You fly to the sky quickly, I will help you intercept those who dare to pursue!"

"Let's go first from the Tianling Pagoda, and bring the boy surnamed Zhou, Wu Yuan, and Lin Manhe from the Ancient Fazong."

Fanchen kept issuing orders.

After the flying fish boat shattered, everyone had only one Heavenly Spirit Pagoda to use, which was not taken seriously by the geniuses like Fan Chen and Liu Youyu who came from the Kingdom of God.

But now, this Heavenly Spirit Pagoda, which can also fly to the third realm, has become a flying vehicle for them to travel.

"Hu! Hu! Hu!"

Wu Yuan, Zhou Qingchen, and Lin Manhe fell into the suspended Tianling Pagoda without hesitation.

Dong Tianze was extremely decisive and immediately activated the Tianling Pagoda.

He himself was at the highest point of the Tianling Pagoda, and the imprint of the phoenix between his brows had been activated, and a gorgeous phoenix quietly stopped on top of his head, like another him looking down on the common people.

"No living person is allowed to leave!"

On top of a ship made of white bones, there is a thin general of the ghost clan, waving a black pennant.

In the black flag, a strange scene of wandering dead souls suddenly appeared.

Countless spirit ghosts, including many ethnic groups outside the sky, float in a long blue-black river, and their spirit bodies gradually merge into the river.

Those soul ghosts are being eroded by the imprint of the soul, and will be turned into nothingness by the long river.

"Chichi!"

The word "Tai" sacrificed by Fan Chen suddenly emitted thick golden smoke.

The pure spiritual power originating from Fan Chen inside was infected by the filthy power of ghosts and ghosts, and the brilliance of the word "Tai" suddenly dimmed.

"Boom!"

In the dark deep sky, the sound of thunder reappeared here, and lightning appeared with the thunder.

"Whoa!"

The torrential rain was like the collapse of the Milky Way, pouring water from the lead cloud of the third realm to the earth.

Extremely dark sky, cloudy torrential rain, and streaks of blinding flashes of lightning.

At this moment, Pang Jian had a strange feeling of returning to the Cenji Mountains and seeing that blue divine bird floating in his courtyard.

Hu Yuanfei, who sacrificed the Kunpeng sword, screamed: "Pang Jian, can you fly to the sky independently?"

"I can carry you through the Xuantian Divine Mirror." Liu Youyu looked anxious.

"I can!"

With a slight movement of Pang Jian's mind, he discovered that the black and yellow fragments floating in the spiritual sea could allow him to display the innate supernatural power of the black tortoise shell.

Traveling through mountains and escaping from the ground, controlling gravity, can be transformed by him at will.

As soon as the supernatural ability to control gravity was activated, the black and yellow broken ground floating in his spiritual sea released the strange force of the earth and quietly suspended in the air.

And Pang Jian also flew into the sky lightly.

"It's fine!"

Hu Yuanfei felt relieved.

Then she and Liu Youyu guarded the Tianling Pagoda, one on the left and the other on the right, in case Zhou Qingchen and others couldn't resist the sudden attack of alien races and fierce beasts.

"I will protect you with a talisman!"

"Fly!"

"Xundian!"

"Spirit up!"

Dong Wenjian, who was promoted to Soul Wandering Realm not long ago, pasted one after another talisman papers to the Tianling Pagoda, and those arrays containing all kinds of wonderful talismans were applied to the Tianling Pagoda one by one.

The original material was not outstanding, the flying ability was not fast enough, and the white tower was not strong enough, and a qualitative change occurred all of a sudden.

With the blessing of many talismans, the Tianling Pagoda took on a new look. It was faster and stronger than the sword boat brought out by Pang Jian from the sword tower, and it soared into the sky in the storm and lightning.

"Hey!"

When lightning struck, the White Pagoda not only remained motionless, but was absorbed by the talisman paper pasted on it, making the Tianling Pagoda faster.

"Your ancient Dharma sect really has many ways of ghosts."

Hu Yuanfei clicked her tongue and praised.

"Earth cracks and landslides, evil spirits shake the sky!"

There was an ear-piercing ghost howling sound, which came from the broken and collapsed mountains of the Demon Spirit Continent.

Many thin and short mountain ghost tribesmen who seemed to live in the cracks of the ground were led by a leader, and their blood secret art was activated one after another.

A gray-green sea of ​​blood-colored light covered the collapsed and broken mountain, covering countless rubble.

"rise!"

The eighth-level Shangui clansmen raised their arms and shouted.

The earth roared, as if an earth dragon turned over, setting off thousands of huge rocks.

Huge boulders, like huge raindrops going upstream, hit the White Pagoda, as well as Dong Wenjian, Hu Yuanfei, Liu Youyu and Pang Jian who were haunting the White Pagoda.

"Swoosh! Whoosh!"

People from the Yan Clan, Ghost Clan, Black Horn Clan, Earth Scorpion Clan, and Demon Scale Clan fell on the huge boulders shooting into the sky one after another.

"Dark clouds overwhelm the top!"

The warriors of the Black Horn tribe, using the ancient and mysterious technique, borrowed power from the clouds floating in the fourth realm, and pulled out pieces of black clouds.

In the depths of the cloud, dark evil forces surged, and the thick and dirty power became more and more prominent.

"cut!"

The character "One" under Fan Chen's feet turned into a silver sharp blade, which shattered the black cloud and the boulder, and killed several of those level [-] and [-] alien warriors.

"Kunpeng dances!"

Hu Yuanfei swung her sword.

Jianguang turned into many big fish-shaped Kunpeng with the wings of a bird, and he was also killing the alien races who were chasing after the boulder everywhere.

Liu Youyu's fighting method is simpler. As long as the Xuantian mirror above her head shines on a foreign race, that foreign race will explode into a cloud of blood mist within a few seconds.

At this time, Dong Tianze, Wu Yuan, Zhou Qingchen, and Lin Manhe in the Tianling Pagoda did not make any moves, but were strictly on guard.

The same is true of Pang Jian.

There was heavy rain, and thunder and lightning wandered around like giant pythons and dragons. Under the dark and gloomy sky of the Fourth Realm, a white tower curled up into the sky.

Ships of alien races, screaming birds, and many warriors riding boulders are all trying their best to get closer to the white tower.

They each actively used the secret art of blood to encircle and suppress these elite human races. During this period, alien races continued to fall into the Demon Spirit Continent.

"Roar!"

Suddenly there was an earth-shattering roar, which came from a huge stone pier.

Shidun suddenly flew out of a bone warship, and above it stood a muscular, ten-foot-tall bull demon warrior.

His naked upper body was as black as fine iron, and a simple stone ax was placed on the stone pier under his feet.

The stone piers under the feet and the stone axes on the piers are ancient stone tools passed down from generation to generation by the Niu Demon Clan.

As the most outstanding warrior of the Bull Demon Clan in this era, he is qualified to wield two ancestral weapons to kill the enemy.

"call!"

As the stone pier approached, he swung his stone ax and slashed at the White Pagoda, as if he wanted to split the sky and seal with one axe, seeking freedom and liberation for the people of the fifth realm.

"Wow!"

A wave of faint white light was pulled out by the stone axe, and the brute force of the strongest warrior in the history of the Bull Demon Clan burst out suddenly.

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(End of this chapter)