Purgatory

Chapter 839 Fuya
Outside the sky, a place where all the demon gods gather.

As the leader of the Demon God of the Sea of ​​Mist, Fa Ji, the demon thoughts in his breath chirped like ghostly lightning.

At this time, the evil thoughts of the demon soul condensed by him were gathering from the demon clothes through his true name.

The connection between him and Motian's robe is still in an unbroken state.

He could clearly see the scene when Pang Jian transformed the Thunder Pond into the Divine Court of Thunder and killed Mou Qi.

Fajie was greatly shocked, and he vaguely felt that Pang Jian, who had obtained the thunder pool, was more powerful than when he was in Hell Heaven and Earth.

After leaving Hell, without the blessing of the will of the world, Pang Jian's strength has not been reduced much!

The reason for this must be that Pang Jian's progress is too fast and his strength has grown beyond belief!
"Luan Ji, this son..."

As soon as Fa Yao opened his mouth, he found that his tone was difficult and couldn't help but stop.

"Mou Qi, was he really killed by that thunder pool?" Tian Wei said in shock.

After he mentioned this possibility, he was afraid that the First Demon would be able to listen, so he simply used his magical powers to erase those words and remove the memories from several people's minds.

"The Thunder God's Court has changed. Could it be that you still can't see through it?" Luan Ji smiled lightly and said, "Did the original Thunder God's Court have the ability to resurrect a thunder god?"

"Perhaps, one day the source can replace the beginning and the vice replace the master."

"Forget!"

"Now, I'm afraid it can't be called the Thunder Pool." He Motian, who has many faces, each one full of sorrow, said: "We were afraid that Thunder Lord would become the master, and tried every means to destroy the Thunder God's Court. Under his power, A transformation has occurred.”

He Motian pondered for a moment, shook his head and said, "It's true that there is none, but..."

"Will Thunder Lord's extremely paranoid approach to us demons and ghosts be carried forward in his hands?"

Luan Ji changed the topic, pretending that he had said nothing, and continued: "Fortunately, everything we did was coerced by him with the magic clothes."

Luan Ji waved her hand, indicating that he did not need to worry, and then said with relief: "Thunder God is Thunder God, he is him, they are not the same. Believe me, the Thunder God's Palace that once terrified us has become another kind of thing. fetish."

In the sea of ​​fog.

"I think that even if Lady Fuya knew about it, she would be able to forgive us."

When the great demon gods suddenly changed their expressions, they also knew that this memory must not be kept in their minds and allowed to be erased by him.

He did not have his real name on his magic robe, but he learned from Hermotian and Fajie how shocking the war in the foggy sea below was!

"perhaps……"

"Pang Jian's growth, rise, and shining in the foggy sea will definitely help us in the long run!"

"Hey, this kid is really capable of causing trouble. He first ruined Luo Shen's great event and then killed the subordinates of the God of Wisdom."

……

Luan Ji's demon soul consciousness was floating in other demon realms, and she saw another possibility.

As soon as these words came out, several great demon gods fell silent.

He Motian's face was full of seriousness, glaring at Luan Ji who insisted on treating Pang Jian as a member of the Demon God.

"The Divine Court of Thunder has reappeared in heaven and earth!"

Pang Jian and "Firethorn", who escaped separately, both maintained communication with the main body and secretly tried to open space cracks.

However, the entire void seems to have become a piece of iron, and no cracks can be cracked.

"Pang Jian."

The ethereal and distant voice of the God of Wisdom came intermittently.

The world god who was possessed by his divine consciousness and emerged from the Hell was the first to be enveloped by an extremely huge divine shadow.

The blue-black divine figure stands in the gray sea of ​​fog, like the eternal and eternal supreme god.

The divine breath he disperses is like a deep sea or a vast ocean, surging with the light of wisdom. It seems to be able to easily stir up stubborn rocks and vegetation, turning them into strange spirits like the World Tree and stone-eaters. "boom!"

The firethorn body exploded suddenly.

Pieces of His body and limbs burned like coals of fire, gradually burning into ashes.

Under the shroud of the huge divine shadow, the firethorn, who has a mid-level god level, has the origin of the soul banned by Pang Jian freed.

But at the moment of liberation, he chose to die by spontaneous combustion.

Spontaneous combustion of Pyracantha is not intended.

Rather, there was another terrifying will that was far superior to him and beyond Pang Jian, and it changed his thoughts and actions.

"Hoohoo!"

Pyrothorn's godhead was also ignited.

The connection between Pang Jian's divine consciousness and his true body was blocked, and it burned together with the fire thorns.

The burning of self-divine consciousness made both Pang Jian feel the same and heartbroken.

If there is a raging flame, it is really boiling and burning in my two minds, in my godhead and soul.

"The methods used by gods to seize and possess bodies are initially mastered by masters like me. They are the first to understand it thoroughly and then spread it widely." The huge divine figure representing Fuya pursed his lips and smiled.

He wiped away the fire thorns and quietly disappeared into the void.

In the thick fog.

His huge blue-black divine shadow appeared unexpectedly when Pang Jian Yuan Shen was escaping.

The image, soul threads, and thoughts that covered the body turned into flowing light and flower petals, moving away from the extremely majestic divine shadow, revealing a blue-black body of pure soul.

This Fuya has no physical flesh and blood, and has not been crystallized. It is a pure soul body.

"It's so enviable."

Fuya had a smile on her lips and looked at Pang Jian's soul body calmly.

He commented warmly: "It is obviously a soul body, but it has an actual body. That is to say, those special Hades gods in Hades and the so-called true gods of your human race can be created by luck using a system of becoming gods that is different from ours. "

"And I, the soul body that I wanted to separate a long time ago, has the same strangeness as you."

He shook his head and said regretfully: "Unfortunately, even I can't do it."

As the God of Wisdom outside the Sea of ​​Mist, a self-proclaimed master whose knowledge of the mysteries of the soul surpasses all gods, there are strange things in the world that he does not understand and cannot do.

The thing is, the strange soul is what he is good at.

This obviously made him a little dissatisfied.

"I was in Hades and heard Luondi talk about the holidays between you and your parents."

There was no way out, and Pang Jian, who knew it would be extremely difficult to escape, calmed down and said, "My mother, did she die in Hell because she started a soul war with you?"

"Since it is a war, there is a winner and a loser." Fuya smiled and said, "If I were the loser, I would accept my fate even if I died. For the sake of a man, he insisted on fighting for the sake of a man, regardless of the relationship we have had for many years. Share life and death with me."

"He is in Hades and still has the support of the sea of ​​souls. Do you still blame me for not being able to win?"

"Pang Jian, your mother is one of the few friends I have. I didn't want to treat her like that."

"If you want to blame, blame your father Pang Qi."

This God of Wisdom, who has an excellent reputation and is admired by countless gods in the outer stars, did not hide what he had done too much, and admitted it very readily.

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(End of this chapter)