“Swish! Swish!”
Zhou Qingchen controlled the long swords and when the wine-red gourd was lowered, he hacked and killed several foreigners who were wearing heavy armor.
When the long sword returned, he looked at Zhao Yuanqi in front of him, whose silver hair fluttered and whose slender back was as straight as a sword, and said, "Senior Sister, you also believe that Pang Jian can't be wrong, right?"
“If it weren’t for Pang Jian’s guidance, the Demon Sect, Tianshuize, and Fu Wangchen from the Desolate Realm would still be in the strange fog, desperately waiting for a glimmer of hope.”
"We should be like this too."
As she spoke, Zhao Yuanqi pressed her tender white little hand into the air.
A deep red mountain suddenly appeared and pressed down towards the aliens with human heads and scorpion bodies.
“Boom!”
The mountains collapsed like real peaks, crushing the alien races and forcing them to flee with strange cries.
Those who failed to escape had their bones crushed by the heavy force of the mountain.
"We don't need to worry about those people from Tianshuize, Demon Sect, and Black Valley. We just need to keep an eye on Pang Jian."
The gourd followed Pang Jian's figure and flew towards the forest with towering trees.
High in the sky above their heads, Qi Qingsong, Dong Tianze and Fang Boxuan descended upon the black warship in the form of Black Iron Mountain, cooperating with the people from the Desolate Land and fighting against the ghost warriors.
Fu Wangchen and Zhuang Yuyan, both in the state of concentration, joined forces to deal with a fierce ghost general, using the ancient god's Dharma image and the alien god's soul projection to fight.
Zhao Yuanqi observed the situation and thought that Zhou Qingchen was only at the initial stage of the Dongxuan realm and his combat power was relatively weak, so she chose a battlefield where she felt was safer.
Then, she felt that given the friendship between Pang Jian and Zhou Qingchen, it would be more appropriate to follow Pang Jian.
So the gourd flew over.
…
"Wu Yuan, you guys are in the wreckage of the Mountain and Water Spirit Boat. I'll come and join you."
Colorful ribbons are flying around Chen Lushi's seductive figure.
Countless brightly colored devil characters, carrying bewitching evil powers, floated in the air above and behind her.
But those alien races called the Armorback Clan, who had tentacles on their heads and wore heavy armor on their backs, were completely unaffected by her soul illusion.
A dozen members of the Carapace Tribe kept staring at her.
Because the Shanshui Spirit Boat was pierced by the light arrows of the eight-armed giant and crashed, they landed in different places when they flew away in advance.
Chen Lushi, who knew very well how powerful Wu Yuan was, tried her best to get to Wu Yuan's side.
"Senior Sister Chen..."
As she passed a small dirt hill, she heard someone calling her.
When she looked carefully, she found that the caller was a woman from the Demon Sect whose name she didn't know.
She only had a vague impression of the thin and skinny woman from the Demon Cloud Sect's branch.
She paused for a moment as she flew past, and nodded, saying, "It's good that you've woken up. You can follow me to find Wu Yuan."
"good."
The woman nodded obediently with a confused look on her face.
Just as Chen Lushi turned around and flew towards Wu Yuan again... the woman from the Demon Cloud Sect casually threw out a bronze crown.
Made of bronze, the Panlong Crown with a coiled dragon pattern was surrounded by wisps of pale green light and headed straight for Chen Lushi's back.
Sensing something was wrong, Chen Lushi turned around abruptly and glared at the woman from the Demon Cloud Sect who attacked her: "How dare you!"
A dark sea with rippling green waves appeared in the two empty eye sockets of the woman.
Chen Lushi was in a daze, and in a trance she saw the horrifying scene of her body being cut into pieces and being eaten by the members of the Carapace Tribe.
Chen Lushi screamed in fear and her sanity was instantly lost.
"Bang!"
The Panlong Crown came smashing down.
The colorful ribbons that instinctively protected their master were unable to offset all the force. The mentally disturbed Chen Lushi broke several vertebrae in her spine and her charming body flew forward with blood splattering.
"call!"
A rock stained with the blood of aliens came to greet Chen Lushi and brought her safely to the wreckage of the Shanshui Lingzhou.
The other end.
"Junior Brother Liu!"
Jiang Chao jumped into the stream in front of him and killed the fat fellow disciple who attacked him at the bottom of the river.
When he returned to the riverbank, blood flowed from his nostrils like red earthworms. He gasped and looked at the other fellow disciples of Tian Shuize who surrounded him.
"He, he is right..."
At the wreckage of the Shanshui Lingzhou, Lu Xiangyi covered her mouth and wanted to slap herself a few times.
The fellow disciples of the Demon Sect who severely injured Chen Lushi, and the disciples of Tianshuize who ambushed Jiang Chao and then surrounded Jiang Chao, were all the living dead who they had previously believed would wake up.
Now, they have indeed woken up, but they are no longer the people Lu Xiangyi is familiar with.
"Are you okay?"
Wu Yuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, no longer burdened by any psychological burden, and looked at Chen Lushi coldly.
"How come it's okay?"
Chen Lushi's smile was forced.
She took out the healing medicine and swallowed it, wiped the blood from the corner of her lips, bit her lower lip, stared at the forest where Pang Jian disappeared, and said, "If he had just explained a few more words, saying that those living dead had been infected by the alien gods and their thoughts and consciousness were controlled by the alien gods, we wouldn't be in such a mess!"
"I think..."
Facing this powerful woman from the Demon Heart Sect, who was famous in the second world, Lu Xiangyi said timidly: "I think we are wrong, it is... Senior Brother Jiang who is wrong."
"Jiang Chao was wrong and we shouldn't have questioned him, but does that mean he was not wrong?" Chen Lushi said angrily.
When she thought of Pang Jian's cold and disdainful look, knowing what was going to happen but not giving any explanation, she was filled with anger. She felt that she would suffer a serious blow and Pang Jian also had an unshirkable responsibility.
Wu Yuan remained silent, his eyes fixed on the forest where Pang Jian disappeared.
He was thinking...
What he will face, besides a dozen members of the Carapace Tribe and the Ground Scorpion Tribe, will also be his own infected fellow tribesmen.
The strength displayed by the fellow disciple who woke up and had his body controlled by the alien god was clearly much stronger than the aliens who surrounded him.
Moreover, under the control of the alien god, they can pretend to be one of our own and launch a surprise attack.
This instantly multiplied the danger level several times.
After thinking for a while, Wu Yuan said, "Let the survivors come over, and we will also go to the jungle where Pang Jian went."
"Why?"
Chen Lushi was stunned.
"There seems to be something there that attracts him." Wu Yuan said.
…
Pang Jian flew like lightning between the towering trees that were dozens of feet tall.
There were large trees with thick roots and branches like swords and spears, many of them stained with blood.
As he flew along, he saw many human practitioners, as well as fourth and fifth level ferocious beasts and spiritual beasts, all of whom had their bodies pierced by tree branches and were impaled in mid-air.
At first glance, the corpse looked like human flesh fruit growing on tree branches, and the scene was extremely creepy.
The dead have had their blood, flesh and vitality sucked out of them, leaving only skin wrapped around bones.
Hundreds of corpses of humans and animals were scattered on every big tree, making the forest gloomy and terrifying.
"There is only one alien race that possesses a strong divine consciousness..."
The fleeting Pang Jian said secretly.
He placed several golden bee insects high in the sky near the strange fog to help him observe the four strange fragments of land.
The broken lands surrounded by thunder, the broken lands of flaming volcanoes, and the broken lands frozen by extreme cold, are all shrouded in some kind of mystery.
—The golden bee worm cannot see the wonders inside.
Even in the forbidden area of the sky, he could only see the conditions on the surface through bees and insects.
In the forest, in the swamp, and at the bottom of the river, even bees and insects cannot see the scene clearly.
But the queen bee, who is still huddled in the hive and in the "Gate of Purgatory", seems to be able to sense something with a strong divine consciousness.
The divine consciousness of the alien god from the foreign land is the key to breeding more bees and insects. After it felt it, it guided Pang Jian to a goal that it thought it could solve.
The target is deep in this forest.
In the middle of the forest.
The survivors who were still fighting hard were being pierced by the flowers and plants under their feet and the branches next to them.
Each of them was covered in blood, and the ground beneath their feet was also filled with blood.
Blood flowed from their bodies, absorbed by the grass leaves and drawn by the tree roots.
After a while, the blood became very light and finally disappeared.
Under the tallest ancient tree, there was a person wrapped tightly in black gauze, with only a pair of emerald green eyes showing.
He sat motionless on a leaf as big as a banana, looking coldly at the dozen or so remaining people.
There are also two spirit beasts.
On the ground, the creatures that had just died were having their flesh and blood eaten by the grass.
“Swish!”
Pang Jian suddenly appeared at this moment.
"Sword Tower!"
A cultivator in gray clothes, after seeing the sword order hanging on Pang Jian's waist, immediately said excitedly: "I am Chang Li, a disciple of Tianmu Cliff. This vicious outsider from the Green Spirit Clan is about to kill all living things in the forest!"
"This person possesses the sixth-level bloodline of an alien race!"
"Woo!"
A level five golden rock beast and a level six red-eyed demon wolf growled at Pang Jian.
The level six red-eyed demon wolf was surrounded by numerous branches. It shook its dark red hair and spewed out blazing flames.
A pair of animal eyes that seemed to be bleeding, flashing with a light asking for help.
It has a very high spirituality. The moment Pang Jian appeared, it knew that Pang Jian was its hope of being rescued.
It felt that Pang Jian was stronger than all the humans in this forest.
"Chi Yan, you mean... he can save us?"
A withered branch was stuck in her smooth white thigh. Xiao Yu, who was sweating from the pain, gritted his teeth and looked at the level 6 red-eyed demon wolf, whispering, "Can he really do it?"
The red-eyed demon wolf nodded repeatedly.
A dozen or so descendants of the Xiao family from the Tianmu Cliff and Qi Tian Continent all fixed their eyes on Pang Jian.
Along the way, too many of their companions died.
Almost all of the independent cultivators from the second realm who came after hearing the news were killed, and all turned into horrible mummies suspended in the air by tree branches.
If it weren't for Xiao Yu's Red-Eyed Demon Wolf, whose bloodline broke through to level six and helped them share most of the firepower, they would have become one of the mummies with all their flesh and blood drained away.
Pang Jian's arrival and his identity as a disciple of Jianlou gave them a glimmer of hope.
"Another person from Purgatory..."
The foreign visitor, known as the Green Spirit Clan, had known that Pang Jian had come all the way here, and he had been waiting for him for a long time.
At this time, he said in an awkward human language: "There is something very special in you. Because of the existence of that thing, I can't even control the flowers and plants in the forest to assassinate you."
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(End of this chapter)