Yuan Mang shattered the land.
In the evening, bright red clouds hung in the sky.
On the sixth and seventh peaks, many disciples from the Galaxy Alliance and Yinling Temple who were watching the view were also alarmed by the battle at Emerald Lake.
At this moment, many people stood on the edge of the mountain, overlooking the Emerald Lake below.
"The young man in black below..."
"He is Pang Jian!"
"Pang Jian? Is he the guy who possesses a large amount of seventh-level fierce beast spiritual materials?"
"It's him!"
The disciples of the Galaxy League on the sixth peak and the people from the Yinling Temple on the seventh peak looked for a long time before they figured out Pang Jian's identity.
These ordinary disciples were not qualified to participate in the final day's event and were now waiting on the top of the mountain for the elders to return so that they could take them away from the Yuanmang Fragmented Land.
In their spare time, they suddenly saw a lively scene happening below, and everyone watched with great interest.
"The person who died at the foot of our mountain seemed to be... Xu Li of Blood Moon!"
A believer of the Yinling Temple, who had been fighting with the Blood Moon for many years, figured out the identity of the person who was assassinated by a silver spear.
"This Pang Jian is so strong!"
"Two people in the late Xiantian realm were quickly killed by him using the spear control technique. Did he... break through to the Dongxuan realm?"
“It doesn’t look like it!”
The people from the Galaxy Alliance on the Sixth Peak and the Yinling Temple on the Seventh Peak were discussing on the top of the mountain.
The name of Pang Jian and his ferocity and cruelty were deeply engraved in the minds of the disciples of these two major sects.
Below, in the waist-high grass, Pang Jian, dressed in black, walked out.
“Crack!”
In front of him, the grassland that was swept by the Jingzhi Gun, and the crystal grass in the lush grass were finally frozen to pieces due to the increasing intensity of the extreme cold force.
"Bang!"
The roots of plants buried underground could not withstand the ravages of the extreme cold and exploded.
There was a distance of nearly half a mile between Pang Jian and the Jingjin Gun. The twists and turns of the Jingjin Gun created a winding and rugged path, and the strange sound of grass and trees breaking could be heard continuously.
Wood chips and grass leaves flew everywhere.
"Pang... He is Pang Jian!"
Eventually, a wandering cultivator came to his senses and guessed Pang Jian's identity through the few words left by Zhang Bin.
"Pang Jian!"
"Pang Jian, who is selling the horns of level 7 ice crystal beasts, level 7 red-eyed demon wolves, level 7 blood lizards, and level 7 two-faced ghost spiders!"
Dozens of inexplicably horrified eyes were fixed on Pang Jian in an instant.
"Zhang Bin..."
Looking at Zhang Bin's corpse that was frozen by the cold force and stood stiffly, a casual cultivator thought about it for a moment and immediately knew what had happened.
"Zhang Bin and the others always work together. Since Zhang Bin has shown up, Lin Fan, Tu Hui, and Zhang Long must be nearby! Pang Jian showed up from a remote place ahead, so will they be there?"
"They want to kill people and rob!"
"It must be so!"
The casual cultivators who came over to watch the fun quickly understood what was happening.
Pang Jian, who had a huge amount of money, was targeted by Zhang Bin and his team because he appeared in a remote corner of the Emerald Lake. They planned to end the battle quickly and plunder the massive amount of spirit stones that Pang Jian had obtained.
As a result, they were assassinated one by one by Pang Jian!
"Pang Jian..."
Han Ting calmed herself down and confirmed Pang Jian's identity with a light cry, which also made everyone believe that the young man in black in front of them was the young man who had many rumors and scandals with her.
Many independent cultivators immediately revealed envious expressions.
Han Ting, who had an extremely hot body, was the object of private fantasy for many casual cultivators. There were countless casual cultivators like Zhang Bin who coveted Han Ting's body and repeatedly hinted at her in both explicit and covert ways.
It's a pity that Han Ting, who is careless in her actions, has always been very chaste when it comes to matters between men and women.
The numerous flies could not find any gaps, so they gradually gave up their fantasies and stopped wasting time on Han Ting.
The only exception is Zhang Bin, who has always been persistent in this and has never given up.
final…
Everyone looked at Pang Jian deeply, and suddenly realized that Zhang Bin’s death was probably related to the rumors about Pang Jian and Han Ting.
And the one who secretly spread rumors and gossiped behind people's back was Zhang Bin's female companion Fang Xin, wasn't she
"Why haven't you left yet?"
Pang Jian stopped.
He frowned and looked at Han Ting, who stood tall and graceful among the group of casual cultivators, and said, "Have you drunk the medicine I asked Gao Yuan to give you?"
"I drank it."
Han Ting pursed her lips and nodded, feeling a little sweet in her heart.
After she took the initiative to throw herself into his arms but was ruthlessly rejected, she was too embarrassed to continue staying in Cave No. 57. Unexpectedly, Gao Yuan asked someone to send Pang Jian's medicine to her.
After she drank the medicine, it seemed to soothe her inner loss and sadness, making her feel that Pang Jian still cared about her.
She also felt that Pang Jian’s sudden appearance at Emerald Lake might have something to do with her.
Including killing Zhang Bin and his group, she felt that Pang Jian wanted to help her resolve the feud with Zhang Bin and others once and for all.
"I was planning to go to Xuanyou Continent. After asking around, I found out that there were only two cloud sails ready to go there. However, those two cloud sails will have to wait until the event is over and will not set sail until tomorrow."
"So I delayed."
Han Ting explained softly.
Pang Jian nodded and said nothing more.
Squinting his eyes slightly, he instantly established a connection with the various strange forces that were poured into the Jingsha Gun.
After a thought.
The silver spear that had nailed Xu Li to death condensed into a straight silver rainbow like a silver dragon returning to its master and instantly fell into his palm.
As soon as the spear was in his hand, a chilling and cold aura emanated from Pang Jian's upright body.
“Hiss!”
The spiritual power like phantom lightning, the extremely cold power, the moon energy, mixed with a little bit of star power, poured into the gun barrel again.
The spear, with its tip and shaft integrated into one, suddenly shone with brilliant silver light, exuding a bone-chilling chill.
"go!"
After recharging its power, the Jingzhi Spear once again turned into a cold rainbow of lightning, stabbing a casual cultivator in the Xiantian realm who was standing far away, causing his sternum to explode and die on the spot.
"Pang Jian!"
"you!"
The wandering cultivators screamed in fear.
"Zhang Bin and others coveted my storage bracelet and tried to kill people for the treasure. The person who died below the seventh peak and the person who just died had the same idea."
Pang Jian turned his wrist in the air, and the Jingzhi Spear was like a gorgeous dragon, twisting and turning along with his gestures.
"Get out of Emerald Lake!"
The spear circled around Pang Jian with a fierce momentum that could sweep across an army, releasing icy white mist and strange power, and expelling all the wandering cultivators who came closer.
The ring also continues to spread outward!
A thick white cold fog penetrated madly towards the edge of the ring, freezing the grass and trees and making the casual cultivators feel like they were falling into an icy cave.
"Boom! Boom!"
The tents set up beside the Emerald Lake were torn to pieces and exploded one by one, and the wandering cultivators were forced to evacuate while yelling and cursing.
Soon, no other cultivator dared to stay except Han Ting.
“Whoosh!”
The Jingzhi Gun returned to Pang Jian's palm.
"Innate Realm, the vast sea of spirits, the art of controlling the spear!"
Pang Jian clenched the Jingzhi Gun again, his eyes as bright as the tip of the gun, making Han Ting beside him dare not look directly at him.
He threw the Jingzhen Spear and chased after the retreating Zhang Bin, which was just an attack he made on impulse.
But he soon realized that as long as he poured strength into the Jingzhi Spear, the many strange powers that left his spiritual sea would still be under his control!
As long as he uses his spiritual power, extreme cold power, moon energy and star power, he can skillfully control the Jingzhi Gun and chase the fleeing Zhang Bin.
However, after the Jingjin Spear left his hand, it was extremely difficult for him to inject further power into the Jingjin Spear from a distance.
This means that when he uses the art of wielding a spear against an enemy, he can only do so by catching the enemy by surprise or against an opponent who is much weaker than himself.
Otherwise, when the power endowed in the Jingjing Spear is exhausted, he will find it difficult to recall the Jingjing Spear through the induction of spiritual power, thus losing his most useful weapon.
Also, the Jingzhen Gun can only unleash its strongest power when it is in his hand.
He dared to use the spear control technique to kill Zhang Bin only because he felt that Zhang Bin, who was in the late Xiantian realm, had a spiritual sea size... not even a quarter of his!
"Pang Jian, I heard that your sister..."
Han Ting hesitated to speak.
Late last night, Old Monster Cao released a message saying that there would be a rare item for sale today.
After secretly inquiring from many parties, everyone realized that it was a beautiful woman in a red dress.
Han Ting also heard that the beautiful woman in the red dress was the one who came with Pang Jian on Gao Yuan's Yunfan.
Pang Jian's heart twisted, his eyes suddenly became cold, and he said: "Go find Gao Yuan quickly and ask Gao Yuan to start the cloud sail in the air. It won't be long before I leave Yuan Mang, and I will go with you."
"Why not now?"
Han Ting asked.
"Zhang Bin and the others are dead. I still need some time to count the things on them."
Pang Jian replied.
"oh!"
Han Ting understood immediately, and followed Pang Jian's instructions and headed towards the first peak of Yuanmang.
At this time Pang Jian suddenly looked up and glanced at the tops of the sixth and seventh peaks, where there were blurry and indistinguishable figures.
He took the weapons from Zhang Bin and Xu Li's hands and the storage bag from his waist, and unexpectedly saw a blood talisman for transmitting sound in Xu Li's hand.
When in Qianli Yunze, Ni Chen, who died in his hands, also held such a blood sound-transmitting talisman.
"Blood Moon, Jiu Yuan's running dog!"
Pang Jian knew Xu Li's identity.
He had already noticed Xu Li, who had followed him all the way to Emerald Lake, and had originally planned to lead him to a remote place and kill him, but he did not expect Zhang Bin and others to jump out first.
After dealing with Zhang Bin and others, he took the opportunity to kill Xu Li, thinking that Xu Li was just a casual cultivator with ulterior motives.
I didn’t expect it to be someone from Blood Moon.
"Xu Li?"
"Xu Li, where are you?"
As Pang Jian held the blood talisman, he heard Jiu Yuan's low questioning voice.
He did not respond, but went deep into the bushes and pulled off the storage bag from the bodies of Fang Xin and others who were close to the Emerald Lake.
He didn't even have the interest to check what was hidden inside. He just sat down in the densest grass, took out the spirit stone, closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing.
The summits of the sixth and seventh peaks.
The members of the Galaxy League and Yinling Temple who had been keeping an eye on his actions thought it was natural for him to kill someone, seize all the spoils as a casual cultivator, and then immediately face the Emerald Lake to take out the spirit stones to recover.
—This is the most natural step for a casual cultivator after killing someone.
Gradually, the disciples of the two major sects no longer stared at Pang Jian who was deep in the grass below.
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(End of this chapter)