Pang Jian was stunned for a moment.
"Luo Yuan, do you know him too?"
Lei Kun, who was thankful to have escaped the disaster, asked curiously, "You both came from the Sword Tower and are active in the Third Realm. Have you two met?"
Pang Jian shook his head: "I didn't go to Yuanmang Broken Land."
"Oh, I see. Let me tell you, your fellow disciple is truly extraordinary. I heard that he has not yet reported to the Sword Tower. Once he goes to the Second Realm, the Sword Tower will definitely give him a place as an inner disciple!"
Lei Kun was talking to Pang Jian with great excitement about things that he had become tired of hearing recently.
"He killed Liang Ying from the Galaxy Alliance, Jiu Yuan from the Blood Moon, and Lou Yunming from the Yinling Temple. I don't know if our Sword Tower will pursue this matter further."
Pang Jian, who did not reveal his true identity because he was worried about this, asked tentatively.
"You guys in the Sword Tower have plenty of ways to deal with this!"
Lei Kun glanced at the sky, pointed at the people who were chasing Bai He, and said, "You have also seen how the people from the Demon Sect, Black Valley, and Tianshuize in the upper realm act in the lower realm. Your Sword Tower has always been the most protective and highly valued of talents. You will definitely solve all the troubles for Pang Jian."
Pang Jian nodded slightly.
Afterwards, his gaze fell on the place where the void crack disappeared.
He vaguely felt that the "boundary wall" surrounding the Purgatory World and the "strange fog" that existed around the "boundary wall" might also play a role in protecting the Purgatory World.
Otherwise, if that terrifying existence like a lion or a tiger came through the "strange fog", how terrible would the consequences be
In addition to that strange creature, are there more similar mysterious species in the depths of the vast "strange fog"
Could there be more god-like beings that have been wandering in the “strange fog” for tens of millions of years, yet still unable to find their way home or out
Under the influence of a long period of time, the man whose flesh and blood were corroded by the "strange fog" could only struggle in despair.
As for the other towering beings trapped in the "strange fog", is it possible that even their bones have been crushed into dust by the "strange fog" and become part of nothingness
"The owner of that white crane must be extremely terrifying."
Lei Kun said this unexpectedly.
He pulled Pang Jian away from the area where there were still a few golden lightning bolts, and whispered, "Bai He, you actually have a way to collect these lightning bolts. And I, before I came to you, also tried to collect my Thunder Pearl..."
He smiled bitterly and spread out his left hand towards Pang Jian.
In the palm of his hand, only some pearl powder was left.
"I don't have the ability to collect these golden lightnings, nor do I dare to touch them. If I touch them, I will die instantly. This is not a transcendental thing that I can currently access."
"I specialize in the Great Way of Thunder, but I can only vaguely sense that there is a trace of thunder power hidden in the golden lightning."
Lei Kun spoke in a difficult tone as he walked, "I heard that only true gods can grant lightning power. In our Purgatory World, apart from that level 10 old thunder dragon, I really can't think of anyone else who has such power."
"Thunder... divine power, a level 10 old thunder dragon." Pang Jian was horrified.
According to Lei Kun's statement, that creature that looks like a lion or tiger but has lightning wings, couldn't it be the same level as a level ten thunder dragon
Over the years, deep in the empty and desolate "strange fog", it was corroded and only its bones remained.
It seems that in a few years even its golden bones will be corroded.
And it still exists at the same level as the level ten old thunder dragon. Perhaps it is also a deity of some heaven and earth.
"Strange fog, the gate to purgatory..."
Pang Jian secretly decided that he would never mention the fact that he held the bronze medal to anyone again.
"Senior Lei, outside of the purgatory we live in, does anyone know what the situation is?"
He humbly sought advice.
"Outside of Purgatory?"
Lei Kun shook his head and said with a wry smile, "In the sky of the first world, there are natural restrictions that last forever. Only true gods can try to break them. There are too many precedents of true gods falling when they challenge natural restrictions."
"Those who can successfully break through the natural restrictions and step out of Purgatory are rare, and they are all giants whose reputations are resounding throughout the major worlds of Purgatory."
"But these are the people..."
Lei Kun frowned deeply and said solemnly: "No one has ever come back. No one can reappear in Purgatory. We don't even know whether they are alive or dead."
"Yes, even so!"
Lei Kun's eyes were burning. He looked up at the sky and said in a low voice, "For tens of millions of years, those who were promoted to true gods in the First Realm and were invincible in Purgatory were still attacking the eternal restrictions one by one, tirelessly trying to break the cage and take a look at the outside world."
"I have no regrets even if I die!"
Lei Kun was full of fighting spirit and laughed strangely, "That old Thunder Dragon is a coward! At level 10, he is comparable to a true god and has the power to break through the eternal restriction, but he has never dared to try. He has survived for so many years and killed all those who tried to become gods with the way of thunder, blocking the path to becoming gods for all those who came later."
"He is occupying this divine road by force and not challenging the eternal restriction. This shows that he doesn't even have the courage to escape from purgatory!"
“If the master of the White Crane can really kill this old dragon in the future and seize this path to godhood, it will probably be something that everyone will be happy to see.”
"pity… "
Lei Kun sighed.
"How easy is that?"
"He has occupied this divine road for what seems like ten thousand years. He has been immersed in the Thunder Road for who knows how many years. As long as he is immortal, no new Thunder God can be born. But who can kill him before he is deified?"
"This is a dead end!"
Lei Kun also practices the thunder technique. If he is lucky enough, he can reach the pinnacle step by step.
After he reaches the Immortal Realm, if he wants to become a god through the Thunder Road, he must first kill the old thunder dragon that blocks his way!
If Lei Long doesn't die, he will live forever and will never be able to become a god!
Anyone who practices the Thunder Dao must face the old Thunder Dragon when he reaches the Immortal Realm, or he will remain in the Immortal Realm forever and find it difficult to move forward.
Otherwise, just go and kill the old thunder dragon that has occupied the Divine Road for ten thousand years.
now.
The evil white crane took away the last golden lightning, dragged its tired body away, and did not forget to leave a few threatening words.
It has successfully obtained the opportunity it wanted, and it plans to go back to its owner to present the treasure.
At this time, it would be meaningless for it to engage in a fight with the people from the Yunlei Forbidden Land and kill more people.
It wanted to leave, but the disciples of the Demon Sect, Black Valley, and Tianshuize refused to let it leave the Yunlei Forbidden Land.
"call!"
“Swoosh!”
“Bang!”
An amethyst pagoda flew out, and countless black and purple "devil" characters flew out like birds, biting the wings of the white crane.
The white crane with pure white wings and feathers flying due to the bite of the word "devil" let out a shrill scream.
Then, black lightning-like needles were seen being stabbed into the sky by the Black Valley disciples, piercing the white crane's claws with bloody holes.
There were also sunflower water drops weighing more than ten thousand kilograms, which smashed into the tottering white crane, causing the lightning on its body to splash everywhere.
After collecting the dry bone, the white crane, which should have been able to escape easily, was hit continuously and the injuries on its body worsened, so it finally fell to the ground with a plop.
"It's not working!"
"It has committed so many evil things that it deserves to die in the Yunlei Forbidden Land!"
"It killed our Junior Brother Liu and nine of our fellow disciples. Let's see where it can escape to this time!"
The excited disciples of the three major sects ignored Pang Jian and Lei Kun who were talking on the side, and all flew towards the place where the white crane fell.
The white crane in their eyes seemed to be killed in the next moment and would never be able to jump up again.
“You deserve it!”
Lei Kun spitted, looked at the patch of grass where the white crane fell, and snorted coldly: "It has done many evil things. As soon as it came to the Yunlei Forbidden Land, it first cleared out the fierce beasts and spirit beasts, and then attacked everyone who stepped in. This white crane was killed by those little guys, and it deserved it!"
Pang Jianqi asked, "Why don't you try it?"
Lei Kun knew what he meant, and shook his head like a rattle, and said quickly: "I know myself well. Whether it is the master behind Bai He or the disciples of these big sects, I can't afford to offend any of them."
His face was gloomy, and he said bitterly: "I am a casual cultivator, I don't have a strong sect to support me, no one will back me up. Otherwise... when I was hunted down by the disciples of the three major sects and they tried to snatch my Thunder Pearl, how could they be safe and sound?"
"I am in the state of concentration!"
Lei Kun's tone was sad.
"Understood."
Pang Jian nodded slightly and said, "If that's the case, I'll get involved. After all..."
He shook the corner of his clothes, causing the sword-shaped token to swing for a moment, and said, "After all, I am also a disciple of the Sword Tower in the upper realm like them, so I am not afraid of offending them."
As soon as he finished speaking, Pang Jian, unarmed, rushed towards the place where the white crane fell.
"Luo Yuan, where is your sword?"
Lei Kun shouted.
"When Baihe activated the thunderbolt, my spirit sword broke into pieces."
Pang Jian answered without turning his head.
The disciples in the Sword Tower were all used to using spiritual swords, so it was indeed a little strange that he didn't have a spiritual sword in his hand.
"Wait!"
Lei Kun yelled.
This self-respecting cultivator developed a liking for Pang Jian because Pang Jian was so respectful to him.
He took the initiative to throw a sword over and shouted: "Luo Yuan, don't despise it, this is just an intermediate spiritual sword. You and I practiced the Thunder Spirit Art together, and this sword has a hidden thunder seal, so you can still use it!"
"call out!"
Like a bolt of lightning, the spiritual sword instantly fell into Pang Jian's hands.
He drew the thunder vortex within his spiritual sea, pouring wisps of lightning into it. He saw lightning-like marks appearing on the silver-white sword, absorbing all the lightning he released.
"Thank you, Senior Lei!"
Pang Jian's eyes lit up and he bowed with his sword.
Lei Kun seemed a little flattered and said hurriedly: "You are too polite, little brother. The people in your Sword Tower are more polite than those in other sects and will not bully others by taking advantage of their power."
He thought to himself, "You are like this, and so is Pang Jian."
"I'll chat with Senior Lei later!"
Pang Jian floated away.
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(End of this chapter)