Zhuang Yuyan is dignified, elegant and beautiful, with long flowing hair like a waterfall.
She pointed her white finger at the foreign god hovering in the air and said, "Flame Move."
A world burning with flames flew out from behind her and immediately headed towards the alien god, whose arms hung naturally, his back hunched, and his body wrapped in a black cloak.
One after another, great wells spewing magma and flames appeared from the burning world.
The Vermilion Bird sings and the Fire Kirin roars.
Hundreds of blazing rivers of fire, seemingly driven by two strange beasts, surrounded the image of the foreign god.
“Woo woo!”
Wrapped in the cloak of the alien god's projection, there were thousands and thousands of strange creatures crying, as if many people who believed in this alien god from other realms and lived in different worlds blocked the burning of Zhuang Yuyan's flames for him.
"Alien God, that's all."
Zhuang Yuyan smiled contemptuously.
Among all the people present, only she and Fu Wangchen successfully advanced to the state of concentration in the strange fog.
So she consciously regarded the most powerful alien god soul projection as the obligation of her and Fu Wangchen to eradicate.
"Junior Brother, Junior Brother Qi, the two of you go to the boat and kill the other ghosts!"
Zhuang Yuyan ordered.
"Okay!"
Qi Qingsong threw the Lanmeng Sword on Black Iron Mountain.
A dreamy azure blue deep sea slowly emerged in the void of the forbidden land. All those who gazed at this dreamy deep sea had a dazed look in their eyes for a moment.
Looking at the beautiful deep sea, their souls sank.
As long as the aliens could still sleep and dream normally, they would be affected by Qi Qingsong's sword intent when they looked at the dreamy deep sea.
Especially those ghosts who are proficient in evil soul arts, they were more deeply affected. Just one look would recall the most terrifying nightmare they had ever had in their lives.
Wife and children died tragically, family was broken up, parents were seriously ill and dying, blood vessels were failing...
The ghost warriors who came from another world, those with weak minds, groaned and lost control of their minds.
Afterwards, he was seized by the opponent in the desolate land in front of him and was killed.
“Bang!”
Pang Jian left the Black Iron Mountain and landed on a land littered with corpses. He first stabbed a level five ghost warrior to death with a single shot.
"Ghost tribe..."
He thought for a moment, and went over to hold the ghost warrior's skull, with his palm against the top of his head.
Soon, a ball of "soul fire" floated out.
After thinking about it, he took out the black crow pot that he had originally intended to give to Luo Hongyan, and collected the "soul fire" of the ghost warriors.
“It’s useless to me, but Brother Zhou can use the ghost clan’s soul fire to condense more spiritual consciousness and quickly reach the limit of his spiritual consciousness.”
Pang Jian rushed towards the next ghost warrior.
"Ghost tribe!"
The Black Iron Mountain fell towards the black warships of the ghost clan hovering in the air. Dong Tianze and Fang Boxuan also joined the ranks to besiege the ghost clan.
"Sword Tower!"
In the wilderness, Chen Lushi shouted excitedly.
The colorful ribbons she waved looked like octopus tentacles as she fought with several alien warriors carrying the hard shells of giant beetles.
Those alien warriors with tentacles on their heads all had huge natural back armor. Their skin and flesh were thick and they were not affected by her soul magic illusion at all, making her suffer terribly.
Several Tianshuize disciples around her had turned into corpses under the siege of those strange-looking alien warriors.
At this moment, the people coming from the desolate land were all on the ghost clan's main warship. Fu Wangchen even intercepted the image of the alien god summoned by the strongest ghost clan warrior in the air with his own strength.
In this situation, suddenly seeing a Sword Tower disciple escape from the strange fog, Chen Lushi hurriedly waved her jade arm for help: "Here, come and help us!"
"Devil Heart Sect, Chen Lushi..."
Zhao Yuanqi, who was standing on the gourd, glanced at her coldly in mid-air and said, "It was this woman who caused the evil to stir up the strong wind, causing me to waste nearly a thousand spirit jades for nothing."
A huge red gourd with brilliant light flew towards a woman in Tianshuize amidst the wine-red sunset glow.
Zhao Yuanqi unscrewed the gag and faced several aliens with human heads and scorpion bodies, crawling on the ground and attacking.
Nine rays of light shot out in succession, and the bodies of those alien tribesmen with human heads and scorpion bodies were stung by the divine light she released, turning them into a hornet's nest.
Lu Xiangyi from Tianshuize was also able to escape successfully and hurried to express her gratitude.
"You're welcome. We all come from the Purgatory World, so we should help each other."
Zhao Yuanqi ordered the gourd to move closer, went over to pick up Lu Xiangyi, and also rescued the disciples of Tianshuize who were nearby.
A quarter of an hour later.
There were a total of six ghost warriors who were killed by Pang Jian's Jingzhi Spear, and six balls of soul fire also gathered in the Black Crow Pot.
"That should be enough."
Muttering something, he looked towards the shattered wreckage of the Shanshui Spirit Boat.
There, there was Wu Yuan, a man with thick eyebrows, big eyes and a calm personality. He controlled twelve huge rocks and crushed any alien warriors who dared to approach one by one.
The surfaces of those rocks, which were of varying sizes, were not smooth and were now stained with the colorful blood of foreign races.
The blood-stained rocks, dangling and flying in the air, looked like brightly colored meteorites from outer space.
“Boom! Bang! Bang!”
The alien warriors were smashed to pieces by the huge rocks, and they looked at him with fear in their eyes.
Wu Yuan looked focused and his face showed no emotion. Killing a level 5 alien was as easy as killing chickens and dogs.
Through the strange fog in the sky, a golden bee insect sensed that something was wrong with Pang Jian, and gathered wisps of golden spiritual consciousness in its pupils.
His eyes instantly turned golden.
Then, he saw dozens of living dead from the Demon Sect and Tianshuize scattered among the shattered wreckage, with wisps of green smoke escaping from their seven orifices.
The green smoke came from high above the forbidden land of Juetian, and it was the projection of the soul of the alien god wrapped in a pitch-black cloak.
It seems to be... a thread on the cloak.
"Similar to the green ants released by the Insighters, they can gnaw at their thoughts and consciousness, and dominate and enslave their bodies."
Pang Jian realized something and approached quietly.
"I don't need any support here!"
Wu Yuan frowned. He looked at Pang Jian, who was coming with a gun, with a displeased look on his face. He said coldly, "I can deal with all the aliens in front of me. You go somewhere else."
Pang Jian paused, then said, "Either you kill those zombies yourself, or I will do it."
Tian Shuize and the Demon Lord's disciples, who were like zombies, had clearly escaped from the strange fog, but they were still unable to wake up.
Moreover, they still mechanically and numbly held the spiritual jade to absorb strength and still cast the brightly colored shield.
After leaving the strange fog, the protective shield no longer needed to be maintained permanently, but they obviously didn't know that.
"What's wrong with them?"
Wu Yuan said vigilantly.
"The evil power of the foreign gods took the opportunity to infect their souls. I saw something got in." Pang Jian answered, and then said: "If they are not killed in time, they will be more difficult to deal with than those foreign races you killed."
"Are you sure?"
"Sure."
"good."
Wu Yuan, who practiced the "Magic Stone Technique" of the Heavenly Demon Sect and had a heart as hard as a rock and no emotional ties, immediately controlled the magic stone he had carefully selected.
Twelve huge rocks, like meteorites falling from the sky, quickly killed the sitting zombies.
“Bang! Bang! Bang!”
Dozens of zombies were killed when their skulls and bodies exploded due to the falling and flying magic stones.
Pang Jian was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect this man to be so decisive and kill without hesitation.
"laugh!"
However, they discovered that a faint divine consciousness was rapidly disappearing from the corpse into the earth.
He immediately looked up into the air.
The alien god from the outer realm, wrapped in a pitch-black cloak and holding a silver trident, looked at him with a pair of sinister eyes like huge green lanterns.
Before he could exert any strength, the third eye on Fu Wangchen's forehead opened, and a bright divine light distorted his perception.
It was also at this moment.
Pang Jian clearly felt that the third eye that appeared on Fu Wangchen's forehead was entirely condensed by divine consciousness!
This peerless genius in the desolate land has a soul condensed in his sea of consciousness, which maintains its form consistent with his own.
But the eyes of the soul are the collection of divine consciousness!
Pang Jian didn't know how many parts of Fu Wangchen's soul deep in his sea of consciousness were forged with special spiritual consciousness. He could only be sure that the eyes must be like that.
"A divine eye has such power and wonder, the head, torso, arms, and heart. If there are enough special divine consciousnesses to condense all parts of the soul, then such a soul..."
Pang Jian suddenly saw the direction of the target.
He decided to collect as much divine consciousness from the alien gods as possible before refining his own soul, and to condense more golden consciousness in his sea of consciousness.
He wanted his soul, after being successfully forged, to be surrounded by golden divine light!
"Wu Yuan! What are you doing?!"
Five hundred feet away, Jiang Chao of Tianshuize turned his head and shouted angrily.
Although most of the living dead were from the Demon Sect, there were also some disciples from Tianshuize.
Jiang Chao was still hoping that those people would be able to wake up on their own after entering the forbidden area.
Unexpectedly, they were all killed by Wu Yuan in the blink of an eye.
"He said that those living dead have been infected by alien gods from other realms."
Wu Yuan pointed at Pang Jian who turned around and left.
"You just believed everything he said? Wu Yuan, is there something wrong with your brain? Dozens of people were killed by you just because of one sentence he said!"
"After they wake up, they will also be our immediate combat force, our power to fight against the aliens!"
"Wu Yuan, can you use your brain when doing things?"
"besides… "
"Pang Jian, right? Why do you think they will never wake up and will definitely be infected by the power of the alien god?"
Jiang Chao said angrily.
“Whoosh!”
Pang Jian flew to a stream, grabbed the collar of another zombie, Tian Shuize, who was thrown far away, and threw him towards Jiang Chao.
"Just leave this person aside and see if he wakes up."
“Plop!”
A slightly bloated man from Tianshuize fell into the stream beside Jiang Chao.
As a member of Tianshuize and a practitioner of water magic, Jiang Chao controlled the water to float the man to the surface to prevent him from sinking to the bottom of the river and being washed away. "I want to see if he will be as you said!"
"If he can wake up, if he has not been infected by the alien god, all those who were killed by Wu Yuan will be blamed on you."
"Pang Jian, you have to pay for your nonsense!"
Jiang Chao shouted angrily.
"Brother Jiang, I'm fine. I'm awake."
The bloated man who emerged from the water put away the spiritual energy shield on his body, threw away the spiritual jade in his palm, and summoned a purple clay teapot from the bracelet.
"Brother, where are the other brothers and sisters?"
He looked at Jiang Chao with a confused look on his face.
"Pang Jian! You deserve to die!"
Jiang Chao's face darkened, his eyes locked on the tall figure that was flying by, and he said sternly: "Because of your misjudgment, dozens of our companions died!"
"Brother Jiang, where are we?"
"Ah, we are out of the strange fog?"
"Are we finally saved?"
Several other living dead who were farther away and were not killed by Wu Yuan also woke up one after another.
They looked confused and bewildered as they looked at the current scene with curiosity. They either asked Jiang Chao or Wu Yuan, wanting the two to tell them what was going on.
"I… "
Wu Yuan's face was gloomy as he looked at the flesh-and-mud corpses beside him. Even his heart, which was as hard as stone, began to doubt himself.
I wonder if he really did something wrong.
"Not good at achieving anything, but always causing trouble. This disciple of the host is just like this!"
Chen Lushi finally rushed out from a group of armored aliens. The purple dress that supported her beautiful figure was torn in several places, revealing her private parts, and her waist and hips were shiny and white.
With a cold face, she glanced at Pang Jian first, then looked at Fu Wangchen who was high in the sky.
Fu Wangchen, who sacrificed his third eye, controlled the image of an ancient god and fought against the soul projection of foreign gods, appeared increasingly majestic in her eyes.
She always believed that Fu Wangchen was the owner of the golden bee worm and the nobleman who brought them out of the strange fog.
"It seems that there is nothing unusual about being chosen by Li Zhaotian as his personal disciple. He only acts based on his instincts, but it seems that he is not very reliable."
She compared Pang Jian and Fu Wangchen in her heart.
He then secretly shook his head, feeling that comparing Pang Jian with Fu Wangchen in the Desolate Realm was an insult to Fu Wangchen.
"Pang Jian! You have to give us an explanation!"
Jiang Chao activated his secret technique, and thousands of crystal clear water arrows flew out from the river in front of him, killing a dozen alien warriors who approached him.
He stared at Pang Jian and said coldly: "Because of your mistake, dozens of people died!"
Pang Jian turned his head and glanced at Jiang Chao and the fat Tianshuize disciple beside him.
That person happened to look at him with a confused expression.
When their eyes met, a hint of coldness appeared in both of them.
Pang Jian frowned slightly, without saying anything more, and floated into a forest of towering trees.
Mid-air.
"This person..."
Lu Xiangyi, who was rescued by Zhao Yuanqi, also looked at Pang Jian who had escaped into the forest with her bright eyes because of Jiang Chao's accusation, and said murderously: "Damn it! Because of his blind command, so many of our companions died!"
Among those killed by Wu Yuan, several were close friends of hers, and she hoped that they would wake up one by one after entering the forbidden land of Juetian.
Now all those people have turned into a pile of meat paste.
"Pang Jian can't be wrong, the only one who is wrong is Jiang Chao!"
Zhou Qingchen, who was at the back of the red gourd, had originally thought that this pretty little girl from Tianshuize was pretty good, but now she said in annoyance, "Senior Sister, I don't want to listen to her nagging anymore, just throw her down."
"Um."
The gourd was lowered slightly, and when it reached Wu Yuan's position, Zhao Yuanqi kicked Lu Xiangyi down.
"you!"
Lu Xiangyi rubbed her round buttocks and bared her teeth, watching the two people who were not wearing the Sword Tower clothes fly away, unable to even utter a word of complaint.
After all, he had just saved her life.
"Then Pang Jian, could it be that he is right?"
She looked with disbelief at the disciples of Tianshuize and Mozong who had awakened almost at the same time and were very far away from the Shanshui Lingzhou.
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