In the forest under the night.
“It’s not that great.”
Xie Xiwen, the Tianjiao of the Galaxy Alliance, had a puzzled expression on her jade-like face. She asked curiously, "Why is the human language he speaks so difficult to pronounce?"
Another disciple interrupted: "These ghosts are really like evil ghosts!"
"The people of the Celestial Clan are much more pleasing to the eye than them!"
A young man in his early twenties frowned and said, "I feel that the Celestial Tribe is very similar to us, but the Ghost Tribe... is not similar at all!"
Elder Liang Ying thought for a moment and said uncertainly: "I have never been to the Fifth Realm, and I don't have that kind of power. Only the truly powerful masters dare to go to the Fifth Realm. According to their information... the members of the Ghost Clan and the Demon Scale Clan are the original tribes of the Fifth Realm."
"Primitive tribe?"
Xie Xiwen was stunned.
"Yes, they are the intelligent beings born and raised here in the fifth realm."
Liang Ying hesitated for a moment, thinking that the alien races had invaded the Yuanmang Shattered Land in large numbers and the Fourth Realm was in chaos, so it was necessary to popularize knowledge with these disciples, so she said: "The Celestial Clan, the Cyclops, is rumored to have lived in the upper world like us in ancient times."
"ah!"
Many disciples of the Galaxy Alliance exclaimed.
"For various reasons, they either left on their own or were expelled, and entered the fifth realm of eternal darkness." Liang Ying was very cautious and did not explain it in detail, but said: "In the end, they allowed themselves to degenerate, and under the influence of the filthy alien power, they gradually adapted to the fifth realm."
"The Wood Clan, who can control trees and communicate with flowers and plants, used to exist in the Fifth Realm and the Upper Realm."
"In a great war long ago, they chose the alien race of the fifth realm. After that, they were not allowed to gain a foothold in the upper world and could only stay in the fifth realm forever."
"You must remember that no matter whether they have lived in the upper world like us before, they have become aliens because they are used to strengthening themselves with dirty and alien powers."
"The creatures of the fifth realm are full of hatred towards us humans. We must not be lenient with them."
"… "
Liang Ying popularized knowledge to his disciples.
Xie Xiwen asked curiously, "Elder Liang, why haven't I heard you say this before?"
Liang Ying coughed and said, "I only recently learned about the knowledge of the alien races in the fifth realm. After the superiors discovered that the fourth realm was beginning to lose control, they had a premonition that the alien races in the fifth realm would emerge one after another, so they released the knowledge related to the fifth realm races."
"In the past, the higher-ups believed that it was impossible for the alien races from the fifth realm to set foot in our world, so they didn't say much."
Liang Ying explained, and taking a look from afar at the First Peak that seemed to be bathed in spiritual energy, she said, "Let's go to the Sixth Peak and try to take back the golden chariot!"
…
Time passed, and three days passed in the blink of an eye.
Early morning.
Pang Jian buried himself at the bottom of Emerald Lake and focused on practicing. With his greatly enhanced perception, he suddenly sensed a strong fluctuation of energy and blood!
The person who came was obviously a human cultivator, and his energy and blood were so vigorous that they were comparable to those of a level six ferocious beast!
Pang Jian suddenly opened his eyes. Although he was still in the mud at the bottom of the lake, he knew he was exposed.
A fascinating aura quietly emerged from the surface of the lake and continued to penetrate towards his position.
"Who could it be?"
Pang Jian's heart tightened and he sat up alertly.
Because the alien race emerged from Emerald Lake, no human practitioners dared to approach him when he was practicing in the past few days.
The human practitioners did not dare to come here because they were afraid of encountering a stronger and more terrifying alien army.
This is the first one.
He has been staying in Emerald Lake, on the one hand to concentrate on his practice, and on the other hand because he does not want to come into contact with any human practitioners.
Not long ago, Zhang Bin and others followed him, and the greed in the eyes of some casual cultivators made him clearly realize that because everyone knew that he had millions of spirit stones, he was a fat sheep in the eyes of many cultivators.
In today's Yuanmang Broken Land, what he should be most wary of is not alien races and ferocious beasts, but human practitioners like him.
"Your Excellency should come out."
A familiar voice came from the energy below the lake, and Pang Jian, whose hearing had suddenly improved, could hear it clearly.
"Huang Qi?"
After being stunned for a moment, Pang Jian, knowing that he could not escape, suddenly shot out from the surface of Emerald Lake like a water arrow.
"Pang Jian!"
The yellow bird by the lake was screaming strangely.
He never imagined that when the alien warriors and the human race were fighting fiercely, it was Pang Jian who was hiding in the Emerald Lake where the aliens descended!
"you… "
Pang Jian was stunned when he saw the middle-aged man in front of him whose voice was familiar but whose face and body shape were completely different.
The man in front of him was tall, with long hair draped over his shoulders and hands as big as a palm-leaf fan. Not only did he not look sneaky at all, but he seemed very imposing.
Frowning secretly, Pang Jian's spiritual power flowed into his wrist, ready to summon the Jingzhi Gun at any time.
Huang Qi knew him and bought the Red Eyed Wolf's pupil from him. He knew that he had many spirit stones and his cultivation level was higher than his...
Pang Jian, who was known to be cruel in the cultivation world, was nervous and looked around with flickering eyes.
Pang Jian nodded, still not daring to relax, and was prepared for Huang Qi to take action the next second.
"Ha ha!"
Huang Qi smiled with great pride and explained, "As long as you cultivate your Great Fortune Saint Body to my level, you will be able to adjust your appearance and body shape as I do. Whether you are tall, short, fat or thin, handsome or ugly, it all depends on my thoughts!"
“Ahem!”
Pointing at his own face, Huang Qi said seriously: "To be honest, this is my real appearance. In the trading field, I deliberately made that ugly appearance, purely to disgust Madam Hua!"
Pang Jian was stunned.
Huang Qi showed no ill will, his eyes and behavior seemed very casual, making him unsure of this person's intentions.
He didn't know why, but he always felt that this seemingly handsome Huang Qi was fake.
The rat-faced Huang Qi gave him a more real feeling, and seemed to be more in line with the temperament of the man in front of him.
"By the way, why are you in Emerald Lake?"
Huang Qi, who was of extraordinary appearance, took out a pipe, lit it, and then squatted on a rock on the shore in a casual manner.
He took a deep breath, revealing his yellow teeth in the smoke, and said, "The Yuanmang Fragment is not small, why are you here?"
“The most dangerous place is actually the safest.”
Pang Jian, who had his own reasons, knew that he was suspicious, so he said, "It has not been long since the aliens and ferocious beasts emerged from Emerald Lake, and no one dares to approach here. I came here to take a look, but I didn't see any alien beasts staying, so I hid at the bottom of the lake."
"You are so smart!"
Huang Qi slapped his thigh and said admiringly: "In these three days, you have no idea how many people died! Of course, it's not just us humans, the invading alien races and ferocious beasts also suffered heavy casualties."
Huang Qi, smoking a cigarette, squatted on a rock and began to talk to Pang Jian about the situation in Yuanmang.
He is tall, handsome and has fair skin.
But the way he squatted on the rock and smoked his pipe did not match his public image, which made Pang Jian feel more and more weird the more he looked at it.
However, when Pang Jian imagined his image as the short and thin man with a rat-like face in the trading field, and then saw him squatting on the rock smoking a pipe, he suddenly felt that it was extremely harmonious.
Pang Jian was immediately convinced that the Huang Qicai in front of him was a fake, and the one in the trading field must be the real person!
"Old Cao has some tricks up his sleeve. He built the First Peak of Yuanmang like a solid wall of steel. Those foreign races and ferocious beasts that were clamoring here were all invited by him, but they didn't get any advantage at his First Peak."
Huang Qi continued cursing Cao Mang.
From him, Pang Jian quickly learned about the current situation of the Yuanmang Fragmented Land.
A group of powerful independent cultivators, led by Cao Mang and Madam Hua, are now firmly entrenched on the First Peak of Yuanmang. Relying on the array inside the mountain, they are fighting a fierce battle with the alien races, mainly the Celestial Clan and the Demon Scale Clan.
Another group of alien races successfully figured out how to control the Fire Cloud Ship, the Wuding Ferry, the Tianling Tower and the Golden Chariot, and activated all of these advanced flying spiritual devices.
The flying device, which originally belonged to the four major sects, has now fallen into the hands of aliens and is hovering in the sky above Yuanmang.
With these advanced flying spiritual weapons in hand, the Cyclops below and the Demon Scale warriors riding black pterosaurs no longer blocked Yunfan from taking off.
If any independent cultivator holding a cloud sail dares to escape from the Yuanmang fragments, he will be attacked by the flying spiritual weapons controlled by these alien races.
"So far, only Hongshan's Chixia boat and one Yunfan boat have managed to escape on the first day."
Huang Qi smacked his lips, glanced at Pang Jian, and said, "In the ship that broke away from the cloud sail, there was Qi Qingsong from the Sword Tower, the woman in red that you care about, and two independent cultivators. I don't know how they got lucky, but they had a smooth journey and left safely under such circumstances."
Pang Jian, who knew the inside story, pretended to be surprised and said, "It seems that they are really lucky."
“I don’t think it’s luck.”
Huang Qi shook his head.
He thought about it for two or three days but couldn't figure out the reason, so he didn't say anything more about it.
"The invading alien races seem to value the messy spiritual materials very much. I have secretly observed them for a long time and found that killing people is secondary to them. Their main purpose is to loot the materials."
"They can't get away!"
"Once the news spreads and reinforcements from the five major sects arrive, they won't be able to leave alive."
Glancing at the sky, Huang Qi added, "What's more, there are two worlds above us. With such a small number of people and the combat power of level five or six, how big a storm can they cause?"
Pang Jian nodded and remained silent.
He was very clear about the plan made by the goddess Yu Xin.
This group of alien climbers, whose levels were restricted by him, would only try their best to plunder the supplies they urgently needed, and then descend from the third realm to the fourth realm using flying spiritual tools such as the Fire Cloud Ship and the Unfixed Ferry.
When they reach the fourth realm infected by foul alien forces, their chances of survival will be greatly increased.
At least, the practitioners of the five major sects in the third realm do not have the ability to enter the fourth realm in large numbers to deal with them in a world filled with filthy alien forces.
As for the majestic sects in the second and first realms, if they plan to arrange for people to enter the fourth realm, it will take a lot of time.
They may have enough time to move the important materials they intercepted from the fourth realm to the fifth realm, so that their fellow tribesmen can send more powerful warriors up in the future.
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(End of this chapter)