After the attack, Fu Wangchen stepped out of the Tianpeng battleship.
"Want to escape?"
He locked onto the flying Pang Jian with his divine eye on his forehead and said in a cold voice: "Outside the forbidden area, many foreign gods are eyeing us covetously. As the master of the Hell Soul Bee, do you still want to hunt gods?"
He stepped into the air, and each step was thousands of feet long, approaching Pang Jian as if by teleportation.
Pang Jian was flying in the air, and when he turned around he saw Qi Qingsong, who knocked him into the lake. He felt even more depressed.
"Desolate Land, Fu Wangchen!"
Pang Jian took a deep breath, wanting to stop in the void and fight a desperate battle with the future master of this desolate land.
But the Tianpeng battleship and the ancient god's image summoned by Fu Wangchen made him realize that he had no chance of winning if he stayed.
Anyone who stays will be severely injured and captured alive by Fu Wangchen again!
Fu Wangchen's target was only him, and had nothing to do with Qi Qingsong, Dong Tianze and others. Only if he got away would Dong Tianze and others not be implicated.
As soon as he thought of this, he flew through the void even faster.
"The mirror of God!"
A square silver mirror suddenly rose from behind Fu Wangchen. The smooth mirror surface was like the divine eyes on his forehead, illuminating Pang Jian as well.
As soon as Pang Jian's figure appeared in the mirror, his real body stopped in the void.
His perception of all bees and insects, including the spiritual connection with the queen bee, was severed by the "divine mirror" in an instant.
Within the bright mirror, blurry and illusory shadows quietly emerged on the edge, like the most powerful ones who had fallen in the desolate land.
The shadow had an ancient aura, mysterious and distant, as if it was from some lost era, silently looking at Pang Jian who was reflected in the world in the mirror.
The past, the present, and at this moment, overlap.
"Pang Jian, you can't leave."
Fu Wangchen turned and disappeared into the mirror.
In the world in the mirror, he was like a god holding up the sky from ancient times, a million times larger than Pang Jian's figure.
Fu Wangchen, who was like a giant spirit, sneered and swung his fist in the mirror, hitting Pang Jian's figure reflected in the mirror by the "Divine Mirror".
The overwhelming and mighty divine power, accompanied by the shadow's gaze, suddenly enveloped Pang Jian in the mirror.
Pang Jian's real body was horrified and knew that the situation was not good. He quickly mobilized his strength and summoned the Star-Breaking Umbrella, Nine Yang Cauldron, and Shocking Spear one by one.
“Wow!”
The Star-Breaking Umbrella suddenly grew dozens of times larger, with stars and the moon shining brightly on its surface. A crystal ice well emitting cold air gushed out broken ice and green spiritual energy.
Under the umbrella, nine burning miniature suns supported a large red cauldron.
Under the tripod, Pang Jian turned the Jingzhi Spear, drawing out silver moon-shaped rings.
Further down, a hazy halo enveloped its body.
This magnificent spectacle of multiple defenses shocked many people in the forbidden land of Juetian. Only at this moment did they realize how powerful Pang Jian was and witnessed his extraordinaryness.
"It turns out this guy has so many tricks!"
"He who is in the Profound Realm may be able to fight against someone in the Condensed Spirit Realm. It's a pity that his opponent is Fu Wangchen from the Desolate Realm, and the Divine Mirror is a quasi-divine weapon!"
"No wonder the owner of the Sword Tower accepted him as his personal disciple."
"… "
Everyone was shocked by the supernatural powers displayed by Pang Jian when he was forced into a corner.
But it was only a shock for a moment.
Because Fu Wangchen, who was like a giant spirit in the "Divine Mirror", had accumulated strength to unleash his Heaven-breaking Fist, which was directed at Pang Jian in the mirror.
"boom!"
When Pang Jian in the mirror was attacked, Pang Jian outside the mirror felt the same pain. The Star-Breaking Umbrella he received from Liang Ying was the first to be broken by the brutal force that destroyed the world.
Endless moonlight and starlight splashed, like the collapse of the Milky Way and disappeared into the sky.
Behind the umbrella, the blazing suns surrounding the Nine Yang Cauldron also vanished like fireworks.
“Crack!”
The Nine Yang Cauldron was broken into pieces and became as scrapped as a mountain of black iron.
“Come again!”
Fu Wangchen continued to punch down in the mirror.
Pang Jian, who was in the deep space outside, could not see the people attacking him, but could only feel the power of the bombardment fist coming from all directions.
The silver moon rings began to explode one after another, and the protective shields refined by many strange powers and the black tortoise shells were also shattered and disappeared by the power from heaven.
After a while, Pang Jian's whole body was bleeding profusely and countless bones were broken.
"Fu Wangchen! How dare you!"
Zhuang Yuyan stood up angrily.
The mother and child spiritual swords shone brightly, constructing a world of raging flames. The Vermilion Bird and the Qilin cried and roared, heading straight for the "Divine Mirror".
“Foolish!”
Fu Wangchen snorted coldly at the world in the mirror.
“Boom!”
A majestic image of an ancient god flew out from the center of the Tianpeng battleship. He stepped into that small world filled with raging flames, and used a lotus platform burning with karmic fire to suppress the Vermillion Bird and the Qilin, which represented Zhuang Yuyan's two spiritual swords.
The Vermilion Bird wailed, the Qilin cried out in pain, and the small world of fire turned into nothingness in an instant.
"Tianpeng! Follow me to hunt down the evil spirits!"
Fu Wangchen gave another order, and the Tianpeng battleship, which was suspended in the air above the forest, immediately let out a cry.
In the remains of the white golden-winged Roc, golden lightning flashed, and the powerful power hidden deep in the bones burst out.
The nine-level golden-winged Roc, which had been dead for who knows how many years and had long since become a historical legend, seemed to have been given a short life.
It soared in the sky, getting closer and closer to Fu Wangchen, intending to pick up its master.
However, just as it passed another lake.
In the center of the calm lake, a giant vortex like a tiankeng suddenly appeared. The ninth-level golden-winged Roc seemed to be pulled by a strong force in the air and suddenly became unable to move.
“Crash!”
It is shaped like a giant eel, with ice-like scales, a long and slender neck, and a body over five hundred feet long!
Its two huge, ice-ball-like eyes were filled with greed and ferocity, and its flat body stabbed at the golden-winged Roc like a sword.
On its dragon-like forehead, a sharp dragon horn was shining coldly, and the divine light was suddenly dazzling!
“Crack!”
The sharp dragon horn, like a giant pillar a hundred feet thick and wide, revealed infinite murderous intent and pierced through the golden-winged Roc directly.
It immediately moved its claws and fangs, fiercely grabbing the wings of the Tianpeng battleship and shaking it wildly.
The two land-like wings, and the palaces and buildings above them, collapsed and shattered in an instant.
The practitioners in the desolate land, riding the golden-winged Peng birds refined with divine blood, fled with howls in panic.
"Ice Armor Eel Dragon!"
"An Ice Eel Dragon of at least level eight!"
Lu Jie and the strong man were so frightened that they turned pale.
“Bang! Bang! Bang!”
The peng birds were cut by the ice armor that fell off its body and turned into drops of golden divine blood.
It opened its mouth in the lake and drank drops of golden blood rain happily, then it dragged the Tianpeng battleship from the desolate land directly into the depths of the lake.
"Ice Armor Eel Dragon!"
Fu Wangchen screamed in horror.
Without any hesitation, he suddenly stepped out of the "Divine Mirror" and no longer cared about attacking Pang Jian.
With the "magic mirror" floating above his head, he adjusted the angle of the "magic mirror" and hurried to shine it on the Ice Armor Eel Dragon.
When the huge body of the Ice-Armored Eel Dragon appeared in the mirror, the Ice-Armored Eel Dragon, which was dragging the giant bird battleship and disappearing into the lake water bit by bit, was actually frozen for a moment.
There was also a hint of confusion in the Ice Armor Eel Dragon's eyes, and it was a little confused.
The next moment, it suddenly rushed downwards with all its might.
The one in the "Divine Mirror" shattered when it broke free from the constraints of the quasi-artifact.
Fu Wangchen groaned, two streaks of blood flowed from his pupils, and he summoned the majestic image of the ancient god, intending to rush into the lake and pull back the Tianpeng battleship.
"Junior Brother Fu, don't go down!"
"That Ice Armor Eel Dragon is at least level eight. You can't possibly deal with it!"
Lu Jie screamed in terror. She stood on a golden divine feather and pulled her fellow disciples around.
At this time, those who escaped from the Tianpeng battleship were evacuating the lake by air.
Those who cannot fly without special equipment will disappear in the blink of an eye once they fall into the lake.
The lake where the Ice-Armored Eel Dragon was hiding suddenly became an absolutely forbidden place, the most terrifying bloodthirsty beast's mouth, which seemed to be able to swallow up everyone who fell into it.
"I… "
Fu Wangchen was suspended in the air, watching a fellow sister crying for help as if she was drowning, but slowly sinking to the bottom of the lake.
The dark blue lake water was turned turbid by the appearance of the Ice-Armored Eel Dragon.
Fu Wangchen, with the third eye on his forehead, couldn't see the situation at the bottom of the lake.
He wanted to go down and find out what was going on, but he was hesitant.
"Don't go!"
Lu Jie screamed again, flew over with the golden divine feather, and forced Fu Wangchen onto the divine feather.
"Ice Eel Dragon..."
Pang Jian, who took the opportunity to fly away from the forbidden land, also saw this spectacular scene through the vision of the golden bee worm.
He also couldn't imagine that there would be a level eight ferocious creature hiding in the lake, suddenly attacking the Tianpeng battleship and dragging it into the depths of the lake.
"Fu Wangchen has lost the golden-winged Peng bird, but he still has the ancient god's Dharma image and the magic mirror, and he still has the cultivation level of the Concentrated Spirit Realm."
Pang Jian was seriously injured and his face was covered in blood.
His eyes, stained with blood and filled with bloodthirsty and violent ferocity, looked coldly at the dejected Fu Wangchen.
Thick energy and blood, and abundant life energy, flowed through his body, helping him stabilize his injuries.
"No, there's still no chance of winning."
After thinking about it, Pang Jian shook his head and sighed.
Those people from the Demon Sect, Tianshuize, Heimu Cliff, and the Xiao Family all treat Fu Wangchen as their leader and will listen to him.
If he dares to look back, he will not only face Fu Wangchen.
Also, his current condition is not good. The Star-Breaking Umbrella and the Nine Yang Cauldron were both destroyed, and too much strength was consumed in his body.
Thinking of this, Pang Jian resisted the urge to look back and turned his gaze to the other three pieces of broken land.
"Land of Ice!"
“Teleport!”
After leaving the Tianpeng battleship and no longer being locked by the "Divine Mirror", he used the "Gate of Purgatory" to reach the location of another bee worm.
He instantly disappeared into the sky outside the forbidden area.
By the time Fu Wangchen reacted and wanted to use the "magic mirror" to reflect him again, he found that he had disappeared.
Over the forest.
"It can actually teleport."
Wu Yuan of the Demon Sect sat on top of a suspended magic stone, looking at the direction where Pang Jian disappeared.
When everyone's attention was still focused on the lake where the Ice-Armored Eel Dragon rushed out, and everyone was paying attention to Fu Wangchen, he was the only one who kept paying attention to Pang Jian.
He was the only one who saw Pang Jian disappear instantly.
…
(End of this chapter)