Purgatory

Chapter 407 Tragedy Hero
The second realm, Sword Tower.

In the conference hall, headed by the Great Elder Jiang Ran, all the elders of Jianlou gathered together.

"Su Li is dead."

Jiang Ran sat on the top seat, with grief flashing in his eyes, he said: "The golden cauldron I gave him was shattered, and a wisp of his soul fire was also extinguished."

In the hall, the elders, who were arguing endlessly on weekdays, kept a rare silence.

After a long time, Jiang Ran asked with a sullen face, "Where is Chen Weihuang?"

"Take a retreat and stabilize your cultivation in the Nirvana Realm." Wang Ce said in a low voice.

Jiang Ran's face darkened slightly, and he said, "When did he break through?"

"Just a few days ago."

Wang Ce pondered for a moment, put aside his grievances with Jiang Ran, and said: "Hu girl, Pang Jian, they were all invited by Zhou Yi of Jiuli Sect and Hong Qiming of Demon Sect to go to the Fourth Realm together. And this news , Cheng Rutang and Su Li from Yuanqing Divine Kingdom...should also be one of the invitees."

"Soul Wandering Realm and Concentrating Spirit Realm, those who are at the top of the merit list all quietly fall into the fourth realm."

"The problem must also come from the fourth realm."

Wang Ce paused, and said, "Brother Jiang, it's not just Su Li who has the accident. Now the battle in the third realm is getting more and more intense. Only the two continents, Qiantian and Xuanyou, are still under our control."

"For the rest of the broken lands, there are alien races and fierce beasts infesting, and the situation is completely out of control."

After some foreshadowing, Wang Ce said again: "Next, it may be time to participate in the overhaul of the level of extinction."

Jiang Ran was silent for a moment, then said: "My first apprentice, Zhou Wenhao, will enter Qiantian Continent soon."

……

The third realm, Xuanyou Continent.

Cloud sails, flying spirit weapons of various sects and forces, are flying from different places.

Above Yunfan and above the ship, most of the human cultivators who used to hunt and kill alien beasts in high spirits are now mostly gray-faced, and some of them have blood on their skirts.

On their faces, in their eyes, the former lightness was gone.

Tuoling Mountain.

"The foreign race has counterattacked in an all-round way."

Armor-breaking Li Wei, standing on the top of the mountain and looking into the distance, said with a deep frown: "The broken land outside the mainland is full of dangers, and it is no longer a place where we humans can come and go at will."

Several soldiers of the armor-piercing army loyal to him looked calm and muffled.

They are all cultivation bases of the Nirvana Realm.

Because half a month ago, eighth-level aliens and fierce beasts began to appear, appearing in different broken grounds, and cooperating with bloodthirsty beasts to attack and kill the cultivators of the clan.

Recently, human cultivators suffered heavy casualties and were forced to return to the two continents for adjustment.

The failure of the war made everyone feel depressed.

As for the superiors, they are still evaluating and estimating the true strength of the alien races and beasts, and have not yet arranged for more Nirvana Realm powerhouses to join the battle.

This also caused them not to dare to venture forward, and could only guard the two continents, waiting for the decision to be made as soon as possible.

"Those who disappeared, none of them have returned, and none of them can be contacted."

Li Wei sighed again.

Behind him, there is an exchange point with many prisms.

Practitioners from Haotian Divine Kingdom stayed at the prisms that could echo with the eyes of the sky, and they kept paying attention to the pictures inside the prisms.

Those people were very busy a while ago, but recently they are extremely leisurely.

Leisure also means that the hunting operations of human cultivators are not going well.

"call!"

In one of the huge prisms, a picture image suddenly appeared.

Dong Wenjian of the Ancient Fazong flew across the thick lead cloud on a carpet made of talisman paper.

"Evil Sect Wu Yuan!"

"Yinling Temple, Dong Tianze!"

"Hongshan, Zhou Qingchen!"

As soon as the image of these three young men who had returned from the forbidden land and were being watched by the armor breaking army fell into the prism, all the recorders immediately exclaimed.

Li Wei screamed: "Give me their positions!"

While speaking, this human race master who had reached the Immortal Realm had left the Xuanyou Continent in an instant, and rushed towards the approximate location of the few people who appeared suddenly.

……

Two days later.

The news of the complete continent named Yaoling gradually revealed from the mist of the Fourth Realm spread throughout the purgatory world.

Jiuli Sect Zhou Yi rebelled, induced the Demon Sect Hong Qiming, and killed fellow geniuses, which also shocked all the strongest sects.

Ling Yimo, the Ghost Sacrifice Zong, transformed himself into an alien god, leading the actions of alien races and ferocious beasts, which is also known to the world.

At the same time, Pang Jian became famous all over the world!
On the merit list of Soul Wandering Realm, Zhou Yi was removed from the list, Hong Qiming, Cai Shaoheng, Cao Jingbai, and Shen Yanxi died, and their names were all removed from the list.

Because the Xuantian Divine Mirror has a recording function, when Liu Youyu killed Zhou Yi in the mirror, Pang Jian killed Zhou Yi, strangled the bull demon warrior with his soul, and killed many seventh-level and sixth-level aliens with the sword of ice and thunder. .

Pang Jian's contribution value soared sharply.

His contribution value eventually reached [-], second only to Li Yuqing's [-].

Ranked second on the Soul Traveling Boundary list!
In an instant, Pang Jian's name shocked Purgatory.

The evil deeds of Zhou Yi and Hong Qiming, and Ling Yimo's identity, also continued to ferment along with Pang Jian's fame.

Because Zhou Yi came from the Jiuli Sect, Hong Qiming belonged to the Devil Sect, and Ling Yimo was a child adopted by the ghost mother, the consequences of the evil deeds of these three people made the three major sects lose face.

The ghost mother, King Li, the master of the Demon Sect, was also accused by all parties of accepting disciples without regard for virtue.

But Pang Jian, who killed Hong Qiming first, fought fiercely against the Demon Lin clan's Xuanying, and then killed Zhou Yi after being seriously injured, and helped everyone escape successfully, became more and more lofty and upright.

He is truly a pillar of the human race.

The sword tower became famous again with Pang Jian's dazzling performance.

However, Pang Jian himself was portrayed as a tragic hero.

Just because he fell into the Demon Spirit Continent, his whereabouts are still unknown, and everyone believed that he had already died.

After all, in the face of a large number of alien races and fierce beasts, a mere Pang Jian has all-powerful means, so how can he escape?

And the emergence of a new continent will inevitably lead to the gathering of alien races in the fourth realm. The continent that contains spiritual veins and many mysteries will eventually gather more concentrated filthy supernatural power.

In the Fourth Realm, the Demon Spirit Continent will gradually become the stronghold of foreign races, how can Pang Jian not die?
……

The night was dark.

Ling Yimo, who is really a high-ranking god of the ghost clan, threw the souls of many strong human beings who were imprisoned by the ghost clan to the illusory "creation of gods and demons" hospital".

The soul of the human race originated from those human practitioners who broke the ground in the third realm.

Ling Yimo, who extracted the "Essence of the Earth" and spent thousands of human souls to build a semi-real "Ghost Creation Academy", finally felt the power of the city located deep in the galaxy in the outer domain through this imitation city. "Shenma Creation Institute".

"The reincarnation of souls, the destination of thousands of dead souls, the origin and regeneration of gods and demons..."

Ling Yimo floated above the city, muttering something.

Broad rivers of soul light, like the projections of the soul rivers of all living beings in the outer galaxy, surround him one by one,

When all the nine Nether Soul Rivers appeared, he also showed a satisfied smile on his face, thinking that even if the main body can't come down, just give him some more time to refine the soul.

This divine soul can also forge a new divine body for Him through the city that corresponds to the real "Creation Institute of Gods and Demons".

And imitating the "God and Demon Creation Institute", the city built with the "Essence of the Earth" of the Demon Spirit Continent is the foundation of his divine body.

Once the divine body is perfected, the Demon Spirit Continent can become his divine territory, and all the hard work of the tenth-level black turtle will be used to achieve him.

"Revitalize the demon clan? Idiots are dreaming."

Ling Yimo pursed his lips and sneered.

After the feat of obliterating the big monster in purgatory led by the gods of the outer domain was over, the monster clan was removed from their eyes.

The monster race was also downgraded to a herd by them.

No matter how powerful the beast group is, as long as it cannot rise to the height of the group, it means that civilization is backward and it means that it has been eliminated by the times.

When the human race emerges suddenly, it will be defeated by the major groups they support. The monster race still fails to achieve their wish and gain a foothold in the brand new world of purgatory.

Some spiritual beasts still exist in the Holy Spirit Continent.

And the vast majority of fierce beasts, as well as those spirit beasts with wisdom, are either scattered all over the land, or live in the dark and lightless fifth realm.

Obviously they have the same origin, but they are designated as vicious beasts and spirit beasts because they grow with aura and filth respectively.

Most of the ferocious beasts, due to lack of wisdom, do not know that they had a glorious past, and they do not know their ancient history.

Because they all strengthen their bloodlines through filth and foreign power, over time, they instead come together with the ethnic groups of the fifth realm.

The patriarchs of the major ethnic groups in the Fifth Realm all knew their origins, intentionally or unintentionally, they did not increase their wisdom, and always treated them as beast mounts.

None of the ferocious beasts can be promoted to tenth level like Tianfeng, Xuangui, Yuansnake, and Thunder Dragon.

Naturally, it is impossible for them to give up this land of demon spirits that will eventually be rich for the beasts and mounts in their eyes, so as to cultivate tenth-level fierce beasts.

The beasts of the ninth level, after being greatly enlightened in wisdom, were persuaded by Tianfeng and Xuan Gui to defect, let alone the tenth level?
Ferocious beasts that are too smart will eventually turn into spiritual beasts. As long as they understand the past history and know the tragic fate of their own tribe, they will rise up to resist them.

Because of this, they will never raise tigers.

"The herd of beasts should be at our feet and become our mounts forever."

Ling Yimo's divine consciousness surged like a deep ocean.

He integrated his power into the palace like a mansion of the gods to engrave his unique soul secret method, so that in the future, he can turn it into a real god body with flesh and blood.

A sword light suddenly descended from the sky.

The intermittent sword light seemed to be composed of many fragmented rivers of souls, within which floated and sunk the corpses of hundreds of millions of sentient beings from the outer regions.

This sword finally fell towards the "God and Demon Creation Institute" that was approaching reality.

This city, which had just taken shape and was connected to the real "God and Demon Creation Institute", was cut to pieces by a single sword.

The essence of the earth turned into light rain and sprinkled on the Demon Spirit Continent.

Ling took Mo Ning as his real soul, and suddenly turned into thousands of wisps of light smoke, fled from the shattered city, and burrowed into the cracked ground like mosquitoes and flies.

After the sword light disappeared, a fat man in blue hung his sword in the sky, covering the entire Demon Spirit Continent with his spiritual consciousness.

"Pang Jian!"

With a low cry, he penetrated into the tens of thousands of feet of the earth, shaking Ling Yimo's spiritual thoughts to collapse one by one, shaking all the alien races and fierce beasts to vomit blood.

In the sky and in the depths of the earth, his ubiquitous sword intent haunts.

"Excalibur Kui Yao!"

"Li Zhaotian!"

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(End of this chapter)