Purgatory

Chapter 849 Spirit Transferring
"Pfft!"

The people of the Mu tribe who regarded Pang Ling as their only faith suddenly died violently on a large scale.

There is an invisible power of death that penetrates into the bodies of those weak-willed Wood warriors through the lines of perception of the Wood warriors and Pang Ling, and forcibly transforms the vitality in their bodies into the power of death.

Life is extinct, the power of death is growing, and the people of the Mu tribe are dying in large numbers.

When the deceased falls to the ground, the death intention in his body spreads outwards, causing the trees, insects, flowers and plants in the area to die as well.

The terrifying aura of death suddenly erupted, causing Pang Ling's thousands of souls to cry bitterly in the huge tree.

"It's all my fault, blame me for getting closer and looking."

"It was I who brought those powers of death to this world. Those members of the Mu tribe who believe in me will all die because of me."

"Father, I..."

He, who is currently only an eleventh-level alien spirit, obviously has no way to deal with this level of death infection.

When many distracting thoughts arose, Pang Jian integrated his divine consciousness into the red ghost electricity that contained the laws of life, and killed all the gray and white crystal threads in the bloody sea created by it.

The moment the red lightning touched those gray and white crystal lines, it was a direct confrontation between the two laws!
"Pong!"

"The person who releases this power is either a master or a person who gives up everything and focuses entirely on the law of death."

A body that is ten thousand feet tall and emitting brilliant golden light stands in this world.

"life!"

In the sea-like blood, there are many red ghost lights wandering around, searching for any suspicious atmosphere.

The rich vitality of flesh and blood turned into a crimson sea of ​​blood, spread out with him as the center, and instantly enveloped the entire world.

He whispered softly.

"This pure power of death seems to be a little more extreme than the shattered piece of death godhead from Luo Hongyan."

A gray-white, extremely unhealthy color began to appear on his tree body.

"Death, life, two forces opposed to each other."

The originally brilliant brilliance of His leafy body, above the jasper-like leaves, gradually dimmed amidst His howling.

His vast divine consciousness also covers the entire world, existing in the "World Tree" that is obviously infected by the power of death, and floating in the body of the Wood Clan whose vitality is transformed into the power of death.

He suddenly noticed that there were gray-white crystal lines that were invisible to the naked eye, twisting and moving like a spiritual snake.

Under the thick sacred tree, Pang Jian's eyes were deep and his face was cold.

"boom!"

With his thoughts, he focused his attention on himself, and in this world made up of many broken pieces of land, he manifested a strange divine body that was unique to him.

This gray-white crystal line is absorbing the breath of death and growing rapidly.

Moreover, there is a sign that needs to be materialized from an invisible state that is invisible to the naked eye.

The gray-white crystal lines are magnified ten times or so. They are the product of more slender chains of laws intertwined. They exude the ultimate and pure breath of death, turning all living creatures and plants into dead things.

"Who will it be?"

Worlds with no vitality suddenly appeared in Pang Jian's soul.

He saw a completely dead star field.

There are dozens of stars in this star field. The majestic buildings on the stars remain intact, and the traces of a high degree of civilization are visible to the eye.

But in those cities and kingdoms, there were rotting corpses everywhere.

The corpses of spirits, ghosts, demons, celestials, and different foreign ethnic groups are distributed in dozens of stars.

There is a thin gray-white mist surrounding the stars, giving the star field a sense of death and death.

The power of death, the law of death, permeated that galaxy, covering all the stars.

While staring at this dead galaxy, Pang Jian felt the powerful and thick aura of death approaching overwhelmingly.

It seemed as if it was going to drown him and strip away the vitality from his strong body.

In his consciousness, gray and white crystal threads were woven into countless large nets, trying to penetrate his body and soul.

Above one of the dead stars, there was a towering altar made of forest-white withered bones. At this time, gray-white crystal lines were gathering in the center of the altar.

Vaguely, it was going to condense into a strange body.

"Duling." "Duling."

"Duling."

In the star field full of death, the rotting corpses of those who had died long ago had voices like dead souls coming from their bodies.

……

Thunder Prison.

Yuan Yi, who was sitting on a World God Tablet, closed his eyes and was concentrating, hesitating whether to cause a catastrophe in this world with the word "prison" to make up for the lack of his flesh, blood, and energy.

"Duling."

A strange voice suddenly sounded from the World God Card he controlled.

The old ape was so excited that he jumped up on the World God Card like exploding hair, and screamed: "The Duling Spirit is still causing trouble! He has been dead for so many years, and he still wants to resurrect!"

Pang Lin, who used the "Nine Heavens Thunder God Tree" to absorb the thunder and lightning in the sky, and planned to join the ranks of the strongest through a new avenue, had a cold look in her eyes: "He wants to be resurrected, but the conditions are very harsh."

"A thirteenth-level world tree can resurrect him!" Yuan Yi rubbed his plush hands and said: "The power he left behind actually penetrated into purgatory and reached the young world tree. The tree's body."

Pang Lin frowned: "How did His power get in? Through my brother?"

"Yes." Yuan Yi said with a bitter face: "Your brother has established a connection with a World God of the Wood Clan. That World God of the Wood Clan has been guarding the World Tree that was killed by the Duling Spirit for many years. Tree', your brother found Him, and then..."

Yuan Yi briefly told what happened.

"Du Ling fell because he was blocked by those few people in the process of being promoted to Lord." Pang Lin was a little worried and said: "He is only one step away from becoming a real Lord. My brother... "

She was hesitant, thinking about what method she should use to help Pang Jian deal with the evil power of death left by Duling.

"Du Ling was once the leader of the alien evil gods from outside the world. If he had really become the master, those alien evil gods would have become the climate." Yuan Yi scratched his head and said: "The way Du Ling seeks is to bring the alien gods to the world. The flesh and blood life with the most vitality turns the wooded land into His kingdom of death."

"In the world, the ones with the most vitality of flesh and blood are demon gods like me, and I just pursue the path of life wholeheartedly."

"Our paths are in conflict with each other. If his spirit can reappear in heaven and earth, he will definitely find me!"

Yuan Yi didn't care about Pang Jian's life or death, but in Pang Jian's divine body, there was the secret of life that belonged to him, which Pang Lin had poured into him through his life energy.

Once Pang Jian dies, his rich vitality is transformed into the power of death. With the blessing of the "World Tree", there is really hope for the soul to be resurrected in purgatory.

A strong man who almost became a master appeared in purgatory. If he were allowed to enter the seventh realm, he would see the remains of the Black Phoenix.

The consequences are simply unimaginable.

"You are also one of the world gods. Since you can hear the voice of the spirit, can you participate in it?" Pang Lin shouted softly.

"Only when Pang Jian calls and allows my power to drive forward can I try to join the battle." Yuan Yi was also anxious and did not want to see his fateful enemy resurrected, but he was not the "First Realm God", he could only feel A little bit about Pang Jian’s condition.

"He exercised his authority as the 'First Realm God' and summoned other Realm Gods to participate in the battle. This should be able to prevent the rebirth of the Soul Crossing."

"Now...hey!"

Yuan Yi suddenly screamed.

Suddenly, he discovered that the World God Tablet held by Pang Jian was emitting bright light like a huge eye pupil.

This allowed Yuan Yi to see the picture of the world.

The majestic golden divine body released a crimson sea of ​​blood, and the red lightning symbolizing the law of life was colliding with the gray and white crystal lines.

"Crack!"

In that world, there were sounds of laws shattering and collapsing.

In the gloomy void, a dead star field loomed, and more gray-white crystal lines floated out from that star field, and were cut off by streaks of red lightning.

At the same time, thick blood poured into the dead star field like a rushing river.

The overall star field showed a gray-white tone, and it was smeared with deep red blood, and its meaning gradually changed.

Death no longer seems to be the main body of this world.

Under Pang Jian's golden divine body, the reborn "World Tree" was penetrated by Pang Jian's refined red lightning, completing the "World Tree" with another true meaning of life.

That was originally the domain controlled by Yuan Yi, and it was the avenue of life involving flesh and blood creatures.

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(End of this chapter)