Purgatory

Chapter 403 Sword of Ice and Thunder
Outside the White Tower.

Wu Yuan and Pang Jian, one flew to the top of the tower, and the other sank down.

The Demon Sect Wu Yuan took the lead in using his soul to control the Purple Demonic Eye.

"He Motian, break the sky with his magic eyes!"

Strands of spiritual thoughts floated out from Wu Yuan's head, and escaped into the evil and terrifying huge magic eye.

In the depths of the gradually enlarging demon eye, a majestic ancient demon god absorbs Wu Yuan's soul thread and spiritual thoughts to condense into reality.

The rosary beads, tokens, spoons and water jug ​​held in his four demonic hands seem to have fallen into this world from myths and legends.

The four powerful artifacts controlled by the Great Demon God He Motian and famous in the outer galaxy, like the projection of the "God and Demon Creation Institute", appeared outside the purple magic eye for a moment.

Just this moment.

There was an incomparably mighty divine power that broke all the barriers and allowed the white tower to break through the shackles and fly into the sky again!

The four artifacts that looked like projections in the void also tore apart the black clouds in the sky at this moment, forcing Ling Yimo and Ability God Youkui to appear and exist in everyone's field of vision.

"Ling Yimo!"

"Ghost clan foreign gods!"

"Pong!"

As Hu Yuanfei and Fan Chen screamed, the "Creation Institute of Gods and Demons" forcibly constructed by Ling Yimo was shattered and reappeared again and again.

Appeared, and then erased by the Great Demon God Hemotian, the "Shenma Creation Institute" resisted the infestation of demon energy time and time again.

It wasn't until the No. 12th time, when the "God and Demon Creation Institute" disappeared again, that Ling Yimo completely neutralized the attack of the purple magic eye.

However, the shadow of the foreign alien god Youkui has disappeared.

The flash of the four magic weapons and the immense power of the Great Demon God He Motian caused Ling Yimo, who only had one soul, to suffer unspeakably.

"Hemotian!"

He gritted his teeth and drank lightly, but his spirit quietly disappeared.

Wu Yuan forgot about himself and went to show the power of the divine weapon Purple Demonic Eyes, and the revelation of He Motian in his eyes made him fearful and chose to temporarily hide the divine shadow.

"Wu Yuan, not bad!"

Hu Yuanfei praised without hesitation.

Above the rising white tower, the existing blocking evil force was swept away by Wu Yuan with his purple devil eyes.

The journey to heaven in the White Tower suddenly became much easier.

"rush!"

Dong Wenjian in the tower, with holy runes in his palm, slapped the wall of the inner tower as if he didn't want money.

Those talismans that were placed in the ancient Dharma sect, and only the core disciples of the inner sect were eligible to be rewarded, were all used to enhance the sky-flying momentum of the Tianling Pagoda.

"call out!"

The White Tower is like a silvery white rainbow, soaring straight into the sky.

During the torrential rain and lightning, the White Pagoda became brighter and brighter, and was noticed by many powerful aliens who came to the fourth realm.

"Yin Ling Temple, Tian Ling Pagoda, Human Race Elite!"

"Hey! Is that... the complete landmass of the border?"

"There is the breath of the gods!"

Many strong foreigners who had not received the news and were in different places noticed the sudden appearance of the Demon Spirit Continent because of the flying white tower.

"Go and see!"

Many high-ranking alien powerhouses came from different places.

At the same time, under the White Tower.

There was a tall and straight figure, which produced a turbulent and strange magnetic field, and began to actively involve thunder and lightning.

"Crackling!"

Thunder and lightning filled the sky, disappearing into the figure one by one.

The suddenly slender lightning, like a dragon and snake, wandered around his body, flying through his flesh and blood, making him look like a god of thunder from an outlander.

This strange figure also attracted the eyes of many alien races and ferocious beasts. The eyes of the eighth-level Yan clan and ghost clan fighters were full of solemnity and fear.

Fan Chen shouted: "Pang Jian, I'm fine as long as I'm here! You should work with Wu Yuan to guide the Tianling Pagoda to fly to the sky!"

"No, you go up to escort the Tianling Pagoda!" Pang Jian sternly shouted: "Under the pagoda, let me handle it!"

Fan Chen, who was battered by the eighth-level Yan Clan fighters, instinctively wanted to coldly refuse.

However, after taking a look at Pang Jian and feeling his state, Fanchen's eyes lit up and he nodded slightly: "Okay! Take care of yourself!"

He stepped on the golden character "Tai", held the character "One" as a sharp blade, and switched positions with Pang Jian in the void.

He, who was originally below, flew up all the way to the top of the White Tower.

When Wu Yuan put away the purple magic eye and entered the white pagoda to adjust his breath, Fanchen became a sharp blade on the white pagoda, breaking the obstacles to reappearance.

And at the bottom of the White Pagoda, there was Pang Jian, the eighth-level Yan Clan warrior who came to the opponent.

At this moment, he is stepping on the fetish "Heart of Winter", secretly arousing the power of the Thunder Pond in Linghai.

He tried to pour all the cold power in the fetish and the thunder and lightning gathered on the surface of his body into the startling gun battle.

"Pong!"

The startled gun suddenly exploded in his palm.

After all, this long spear from Bagua City couldn't withstand the infusion of such explosive power, and was destroyed at a critical moment.

A high-level spiritual weapon, after all, is only a high-level spiritual weapon, not a holy weapon or a divine weapon.

"Wow!"

In desperation, he summoned the Source Demon Sword which had lost its soul.

Even if it is just a broken sword, the material and level of the Yuanmo Sword are still higher than that of the Shocking Spear, and it can withstand the power given by the gods.

"Ice! Thunder!"

Pang Jian slashed down with his sword.

The extreme cold power in the fetish "Heart of Winter", and the thunder and lightning absorbed by the fetish Leichi turned into a flash of ice, thunder and sword light.

"call out!"

The source of this power, the sword light from two extraterrestrial gods, first fell on the stone ax of the bull demon warrior.

"when!"

The Bull Demon warrior holding the stone ax tightly with both hands felt as if a piece of ice and thunder exploded in the starry sky when the sword light touched the stone axe.

Unrivaled majestic divine power, such as the Ice Demon and Thunder God, vented their anger on the stone ax he held.

The strong and domineering body of the bull demon warrior, and the simple stone axe, sank down suddenly.

The seventh-level ice sculpture carrying him shrieked shrilly, and the remaining force of the ice and thunder that he diverted outwards crushed him to death before hitting the ground.

"Useless brute."

The bull demon warrior cursed and flew away one step ahead of the ice sculpture.

"boom!"

He landed like a mountain, and after a few leaps and leaps, he reached the stone pier that suppressed the Hunyuan ball.

"Old man, let's fight again in the air!"

Regardless of suppressing Hunyuan Ball, Shi Dun led him towards the sky again, heading towards the Tianling Pagoda.

"call!"

The extremely huge Hunyuan ball suddenly turned into a marble the size of a thumb, falling towards the crack in the ground of the continent.

heaven.

"Huh! Huh huh!"

Pang Jian, who was holding the broken sword, suddenly began to exert force. With beams of sword light mixed with ice and thunder, he went around killing strong foreigners.

The alien races that Jian Guang passed by and failed to avoid were all dying instantly!
Even the eighth-level Yan clan fighter and the eighth-level ghost clan fighter had to avoid their edge.

The two strong men of different races smelled the unusual divine power in the sword light, knowing that Pang Jian was extremely difficult to deal with at this moment, so they stayed away from the white tower first.

Soon, except for the two of them, all the other seventh-level and sixth-level aliens and ferocious beasts were slaughtered by Pang Jian.

"Little brother is mighty!"

Hu Yuanfei clenched her fists and waved her arms excitedly. She encouraged everyone's morale, with a smile on her face, and said, "Fanchen, you pay attention, we should go back to the third realm!"

Liu Youyu pursed her lips lightly, feeling suddenly relaxed.

The eighth-level ghost warrior who put pressure on her stepped on a boulder and kept moving away from the White Tower, so that she did not need to be nervous and alert.

"Those born with the sea of ​​chaos, can they really be invincible in the same realm? No! With this kind of power, even the realm of extinction may not be able to bear it!" Dong Wenjian of the ancient Fazong secretly clicked his tongue.

Pang Jian, who stepped on the "Heart of Winter" and absorbed the thunder and lightning with his body, the power displayed by swinging the sword at this moment is definitely not what Soul Wandering Boundary can do!

Dong Wenjian vaguely felt that if Pang Jian had been like this for a long time, Zhou Yi of Jiuli Zong would not be able to get any cheap at all.

"The guy with the same surname as you, Dong, was seriously injured because he saved him. This seems to have stimulated him." Lin Manhe, who was on the lower floor of the Tianling Pagoda, poked his head out and looked down at Pang Jian, and said seriously: "This is him. True combat power."

Dong Wenjian's face changed slightly: "He hasn't exerted all his strength?"

"Well, since you are all exerting your strength, he didn't exert his full strength." Lin Manhe nodded slightly, and said calmly: "On him, there are at least two strange objects that have reached the category of gods. And those two strange objects , didn’t it come from our purgatory, with the breath of foreign gods.”

Dong Wenjian became more and more shocked: "Is this kid really from the Fourth Realm?"

"Whenever a chaotic world comes, in the fourth and third realms, there will always be one or two characters who can disturb the entire purgatory. He, Dong Tianze, Zhou Qingchen..." In Lin Manhe's eyes, With a strange light, he said: "Our human race can dominate Purgatory, and we can go from the weakest race in the lower realm to the first floor of Purgatory step by step, thanks to such characters!"

Pang Jian, Dong Tianze, and Zhou Qingchen all came from the fourth realm that they had looked down upon before.

But these newcomers are shining like comets in the dark night sky, illuminating the way forward for the Purgatory Human Race, and want to open up a new path for the Purgatory Human Race.

The Tianling Tower is still rising gradually.

The thick lead cloud that exists forever and can be seen by the people of the Fourth Realm when they look up is already very close at hand.

At this time, Fan Chen took a deep breath.

He shrunk down the word "one" and held it in his palm, spread his consciousness and rushed into the lead cloud, gaining insight into the enemies that might be lurking in the lead cloud.

Liu Youyu's Xuantian Divine Mirror also shined towards the lead cloud, secretly alerting the hidden opponent.

Hu Yuanfei also became nervous again.

Pang Jian, who was so powerful that he almost single-handedly helped them solve all the troubles under the White Tower, made the three eighth-level alien warriors dare not approach.

However, the filthy power has spread in the third realm, and alien races and fierce beasts have haunted it.

Since Ling Yimo had set up a trap, and since there were many powerful foreigners responding, it was absolutely impossible not to plan carefully.

Then, when they are about to rush out of the fourth realm, that layer of lead cloud may be their last hurdle.

as predicted.

"Roar!"

A gigantic beast with an indistinct figure, hidden in the depths of the lead cloud, stared at the approaching Tianling Pagoda with blood-red eyes.

Just its roar shook everyone in the Tianling Tower, and their ears and nostrils were bleeding.

Fan Chen let out a muffled snort, resisting the urge to vomit blood, and led the word "Tai Yi" into the cloud first.

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(End of this chapter)