"Into the forbidden land of Thunder God?"
The puppets inhabited by alien gods looked at each other and fell into deep thought.
After a long time.
Youkui, who is worshipped by the ghosts, said in a gloomy voice, "He keeps the Hell Soul Bees in captivity. If our divine consciousness, which is invincible, dares to infect his sea of consciousness, it would be like throwing meat buns at a dog."
"Taking away our advantage here, he holds the Heart of Winter and dominates the Frozen Lands."
You Kui said bitterly, "Since our true bodies cannot descend, and we can only fight in this shell, I'm afraid... we can't defeat him."
After this, the rest of the gods were silent.
Yangluo also remained silent.
After an awkward silence, a trace of confusion flashed across Yangluo's beautiful face.
He suddenly said, “That person, I watched Him rise into the sky from the Praying Land of Purgatory, and watched Him rush into the Second Realm.”
"If nothing unexpected happens, He should come to this world and show up here."
"But He..."
Yangluo spread out her spiritual sense to search.
"No, I've already looked for it."
You Kui snorted and said, "With His noble status and His power, if He really comes, can we still get a share of the spoils?"
"besides!"
Youkui, with his face blurred under his cloak, said to Yangluo: "You once said that he changed his mind in the Praying Land because of that Infernal Human named Pang Jian. Even if he comes, he may not stand on our side. He may still team up with that Human kid."
"No, not necessarily."
Yang Luo shook her head and said, "You and I both know that He split into six independent divine consciousnesses to comprehend the six laws of heaven. Each of His independent consciousnesses is a complete individual. The one that Pang Jian knew was just one of His divine consciousnesses, and it was a relatively weak one."
"As His divine power expands and revives, His weaker divine consciousness will not become His main consciousness."
"Gradually, he may not care about the past, and may not take that human kid seriously."
"not to mention… "
Yang Luo shouted softly: "He was one of the masters of the Temple of the Gods!"
"After the gods neglected their duty and the Temple of the Gods was destroyed by humans, he was one of the most angry masters."
"In the past 100,000 years, I know of seven human true gods who were hunted to death by Him in the vast galaxy."
"He should hate all humans, including that human kid named Pang Jian. As long as He really comes, as long as He can restore His true self."
"Pang Jian must die!"
Yangluo expressed her opinion.
“He is.”
“He is always there.”
"It's just that you don't know it."
An ivory-white altar flew out from another crescent-shaped ship of the Haoyue clan.
A fleeting divine figure, dressed in gorgeous silver clothes and with a beautiful face, descended onto the altar as if from mid-air.
This is a soul projection of the Moon Goddess, with only a faint divine consciousness, but no carrier puppet capable of carrying Her divine power.
His gaze fell on the fire god who was lying in the boiling magma water and had fallen for who knows how many years.
"Yan Lie was once a general under His command. His soul was destroyed but his body remained alive."
"Through Yanlie's divine blood and heart core, He can revive Yanlie."
“He is doing it.”
"This place is restricted by the void of the strange misty heavenly law. Only the bodies of fallen gods can enter. It is only during the turmoil of heaven and earth that occurs once every 100,000 years that the broken earth will be gathered here for some strange reason."
"This is a strange space transfer station. We cannot come here in our true form."
"Unless we are dead and have been dead for tens of thousands of years, we need to skillfully coordinate various opportunities to have the hope of coming here at a specific moment, driven by mysterious forces."
"Flame..."
The spirit of the Moon Goddess floated over, hovered beside the huge body of the god, and bowed slightly and said, "Yan Lie, it is said that he was sentenced to death by you."
"Moreover, he has been dead for thirty thousand years. His divine body was first buried in this broken land, and then pushed into the strange fog."
"So 30,000 years ago, you were planning this and knew this day would come."
“You always knew there was going to be this space transfer station formed.”
"Will Yanlie be the first god to descend to Purgatory intact in his divine body?"
The Moon Goddess asked.
A group of foreign gods were shocked by his words, and they all looked at the flaming body of the God of Fire in disbelief.
"That master was preparing for this thirty thousand years ago?"
"His subordinate Yan Lie was first sentenced to death by him, and was sent to the strange fog in the form of death, and then pushed here 30,000 years later. And he fell into it as a puppet and resurrected Yan Lie?"
"Really? Or fake?"
The whispers of the alien god echoed throughout the shattered land of fire.
"Boom! Boom!"
Yanlie's heart began to beat!
A ray of divine thought and voice rippled out from Yanlie's chest and dissipated throughout the flaming land.
All the alien gods who descended in the form of puppets were stunned for a moment, and then suddenly issued orders, asking the tribe to throw all the fire crystals, red berries, and flame irons collected back into the boiling pool of fire.
In this way, the lost divine power of Yanlie can be replenished.
A god with a complete body was resurrected in this void, definitely not for a few pieces of broken land here.
That Lord, and the God of Fire Yanlie under his command, must be plotting the original trial ground of gods and demons - Purgatory.
…
Hundreds of Ice Clan warriors flew away riding on flying birds and spirit animals, collecting the remains of the alien races that were killed by thunder and lightning.
From time to time, the two warriors Bingji and Bingyun would run to the top of the glacier where Pang Jian was and present Pang Jian with crystals, wood, and knives containing various strange powers.
In the broken and collapsed city of ThunderClan.
Qi Qingsong, Dong Tianze, Zhuang Yuyan, Zhou Qingchen, Zhao Yuanqi and Wu Yuan relied on the pure divinity of those puppets and tried their best to refine their own spiritual consciousness.
"Two hundred! My spiritual sense has exceeded two hundred!"
"I'm at one hundred and ninety!"
"What about you? How far have you come?"
"A little over two hundred..."
Although the six people were extremely suppressed, it was still difficult for them to control their inner joy, and the voices of their discussions gradually became louder.
On a high place in a tiankeng, like a hill in a basin, stood a line of lonely-looking figures.
Lu Jie, Fang Boxuan, Chen Lushi, Jiang Chao, Xiao Yu and others were all in the line, looking into the distance at the figures that had separated from them.
"I should have been among them." Fang Boxuan smiled bitterly, feeling very uncomfortable, and said, "Wu Yuan should be here, and I should be in the city to absorb the pure divinity."
"Fate plays tricks on us. Sometimes a choice can determine a person's life." Xiao Yu sighed.
Chen Lushi struggled to turn her gaze away from the ruined city.
She gnashed her teeth, turned her head and looked at Fu Wangchen who was lying still at the bottom of the pit, and said coldly: "The so-called peerless genius in the desolate land is nothing but a person who has gained fame for nothing. He has so many rare treasures in his hands, but he can't even deal with an ice-armored eel dragon!"
She will never forget the Ice-Armored Eel Dragon's submissive attitude towards Pang Jian when it left the Thunder God's Forbidden Land.
When she thought of the powerlessness of Fu Wangchen, Lu Jie and others at the bottom of the lake in the forbidden land, and the helpless scene of being swallowed by the ice-armored eel dragon, she felt that the desolate land was just like this.
"Who would have thought that all the lakes and swamps are connected, and no matter which lake or swamp we go down from, we will eventually arrive at the lair of the Ice-Armored Eel Dragon?" Lu Jie sighed.
"Now, what's the point of saying this?" Jiang Chao snorted coldly and said, "In the Demon Sect, there are only you and Wu Yuan left. I, Tian Shuize..."
He sighed sadly: "I am the only one!"
He glanced at Lu Jie, Xiao Yu, Qiao Zhen and a few others and said, "Fu Wangchen might be right. Look at the attitude of the Ice Clan towards Pang Jian. If Pang Jian had not surrendered to the alien god from the foreign land, would he have such power?"
Everyone suddenly changed color.
"Keep your voice down!"
Lu Jie said in a low voice.
Jiang Chao was also a little afraid, and lowered his voice and said: "Pang Jian was most likely bewitched by the leader of the alien gods in the underworld and became his believer, and was then given the divine objects and powerful powers. He..."
Jiang Chao said maliciously: "It is very likely that he will guide the alien races from outer space into Purgatory, so as to rescue more alien races that were suppressed in the fifth realm!"
After these words were spoken, these people became more and more frightened, not knowing where the road ahead lay.
"you are right."
At the bottom of the pit, in the desolate place, Fu Wangchen seemed to wake up from his meditation.
He looked at Jiang Chao with approval and said, "It's rare that you are still awake and didn't get lost after escaping from the mouth of the Ice Armor Eel Dragon."
"I have a plan..."
Fu Wangchen looked towards the top of the glacier.
This place was like a world that was in harmony with Pang Jian's Tao. His eyes were fixed on it, and Pang Jian noticed it instantly.
Pang Jian, who was trying his best to recover his strength with the help of many materials, looked at him with his eyes slightly narrowed.
"A clown, not worth mentioning."
Pang Jian sneered and shook his head.
“Swish!”
A beam of icy light suddenly shot out, like a sword casually stabbed by a god, piercing through and killing the future leader of the Desolate Land.
"Pang Jian!"
A little man who looked exactly like Fu Wangchen flew out from the third eye between his eyebrows and screamed in horror at Pang Jian.
"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!"
Several golden bees and insects suddenly appeared, and when the little man flew away from his dead body, they scrambled to tear his soul apart.
Tearing here and there, the bees and insects actually tore out a white bone soul shadow with eight arms in the third eye of this little man!
The alien god from outside the world, the Skull Crusher!
Like Fu Wangchen's body, his soul also has a third eye. This divine eye condensed with divine consciousness has become infected by the foreign alien god Skull Crusher!
"The gods are scrambling to find a place to retreat, and you dare to hide in the dark and continue to do evil in secret?"
"You really think I can't see you?"
Pang Jian sneered.
The bees and worms immediately exerted their strength, first gnawing on the eight arms of the Skull Crusher, and then gnawing on His skull bones.
"Pang Jian! In the eyes of the gods from the outer realms, you are already a target that must be killed!"
"One day, the wall of Purgatory will be broken, and you will be the first one to be killed by the gods! Pang Jian, you have committed many evil deeds, the gods will not forgive you!"
"Your cruelty and tyranny have angered the gods. You can't escape!"
The Skullcrusher's shrill voice was deafening.
The claim that Pang Jian colluded with foreign gods and became a follower of the underworld gods was naturally self-defeating.
Jiang Chao, who made malicious speculations, suddenly became a huge joke.
…
(End of this chapter)