No matter how the Source Demon cried and begged, Pang Jian remained completely indifferent this time.
In the strange world within the sword, those evil thoughts and strange objects belonging to the source demon were completely corroded by its golden divine consciousness.
This vicious and cunning foreign demon who has never truly surrendered can be reborn through the evil thoughts and evil intentions in people's hearts as long as he has any evil thoughts left in him.
Only when all evil thoughts are eliminated can it disappear.
This time, Pang Jian finally made up his mind to wipe out his evil thoughts!
The source demon who refused to cooperate and repeatedly caused trouble and retaliated would pose too great a threat if kept by his side, and it would be difficult to calm his anger unless he got rid of it.
"Pang Jian, are you okay?"
When the endless darkness faded, Wu Yuan saw Pang Jian holding a sword covered in blood, and asked without hesitation, "Are you still Pang Jian?"
After Hong Qiming held the sword for a moment, the scene changed to another person, and he still remembered it clearly.
He didn't know whether Pang Jian felt the same way.
"It's okay. This sword is useless."
Pang Jian sat down with a thud. He first slowly and laboriously brought the thunder pool into the spiritual sea.
At this moment, the spiritual energy shield that protected his body shattered, the black tortoise shell that protected his heart exploded and disappeared, and even the leaves of life turned into nothingness due to the backlash of the source demon.
After possessing Hong Qiming, the Source Demon who controlled the Demon Lamp and held the sword unleashed an unparalleled power.
Without the protection of those disappeared strange objects, Pang Jian would most likely be blown to pieces by the backlash of the Source Demon in an instant.
Even now, the damage done to his body was horrible.
Unable to communicate with the black turtle and the Yunze tree, he hurriedly took out the Yunshen Pill and the Daxueyuan Pill, swallowed the pills, and then regulated his breathing to heal his wounds.
Killing the source demon consumed a lot of spiritual consciousness, which must be nourished by the Soul-Nourishing Pill. The physical injuries could not be healed by the power of the small tree, so he could only rely on the Great Blood Essence Pill.
He lowered his head and regulated his breathing, circulated his strength to speed up the smelting of the pill's power, and then went to thaw the frozen spiritual sea.
"Are you the one who destroyed the demon soul of the Origin Demon Sword?"
Wu Yuan carefully distinguished.
He approached fearing that there might be a trick, and asked curiously, "Your protective shield disappeared, and your flesh and blood are in the strange fog, but it seems that you are not in any serious trouble."
"I really don't have any unusual feelings." Pang Jian said.
Ling Yimo of the Ghost Sacrifice Sect, his soul left his body and entered the God and Demon Creation Institute. His body turned into dry bones, and his flesh and blood were eroded in a short time.
The same thing happened to Cao Jingbai later.
Now, he was severely injured and his barrier was shattered, and he failed to refine it again in time, but he was safe and sound in the strange fog.
He secretly checked his own condition.
Soon, he discovered that a bronze plate named "Gate of Purgatory" quietly emitted an aura that enveloped him completely.
This aura came from the thick fog inside the bronze plate, and seemed to be of the same origin as the strange fog.
After a little thought, he changed his statement: "I can be fine for a short time."
“Wow!”
He summoned the Qingying barrier again.
While Wu Yuan was marveling at the sight, he grabbed the ownerless oil lamp that remained after Hong Qiming's death.
He held an oil lamp in one hand and the magic sword without the source demon in the other, and said with emotion: "Wu Yuan, the outer demons are extremely evil and unruly. When it was bewitching Hong Qiming, did it mislead you?"
"have."
Wu Yuan thought about it for a moment and then frankly explained the situation at that time.
“Anyone who holds this magic sword will be quickly taken over by the Source Demon and become its slave.” Pang Jian said with lingering fear.
He had truly witnessed how terrifying the Source Demon was.
Without the Black Turtle Shell, the Leaf of Life, this well-tempered body, and the terrifying thunder in the Thunder Pool, he would have been killed here by the Source Demon.
If this is the case, Yuan Mo will transform into Hong Qiming, and use Hong Qiming's body to kill Wu Yuan again, seize the Purple Demon Eye, and refine an image of the great demon god Hermotian in it.
How powerful would such a source demon be
Pang Jian frowned and said, "By the way, it said it knew He Motian."
"The Hermotian in the Purple Demon Eye has no self-spiritual consciousness and cannot communicate." Wu Yuan thought for a moment and explained, "The ancestors of the Demon Sect have found a way to suppress and refine the outer demons. But true refining will often eliminate the demon's spiritual intelligence, and then it will become like this."
In the purple demon eye above his head, the towering demon shadow with four heads, four faces, and four arms became as dull as a dead statue because it had lost its enemy.
It seemed that only when the battle broke out could He mobilize His instinct to fight.
Wu Yuan said again: "Yuan Mo is an exception."
"I almost died from this exception." Pang Jian's mind moved, and the extinguished oil lamp and the Source Demon Sword without the demon soul suddenly disappeared from his bracelet.
Without the source demon soul, the extinguished oil lamp can be stored in storage containers because there is no soul inside.
"I will report the cause of Hong Qiming's death and his other relics after returning to the Demon Sect." Wu Yuan confirmed that Pang Jian was himself, then came over and peeled off a ring from Hong Qiming's body, and then asked: "Pang Jian, should I say that I killed Hong Qiming, or you?"
"Just say you killed him yourself."
"good."
Afterwards, they both adjusted their breathing and recovered.
During this period, Pang Jian used his spiritual sense with a wide coverage to gain insight into the battle situation on Liu Youyu's side.
He noticed that Zhou Yi from the Jiuli Sect had disappeared at some point.
Liu Youyu, Hu Yuanfei and Fan Chen, each leading their own people, were searching everywhere.
"Jiuli Sect, there is something special about it."
While Pang Jian was gathering his spiritual consciousness, he casually glanced at the God and Demon Creation Institute.
Just see!
In that magnificent yet illusory strange city suspended in the misty deep sky, the soul of the Ghost Sacrifice Clan girl Ling Yimo no longer wandered around.
She stood quietly at a window in the city, looking at everyone as if from another world.
Her eyes kept moving.
Her eyes fell on the flying fish boat that Liu Youyu was riding, on Fan Chen and Hu Yuanfei, and also on Zhou Qingchen and Lu Yanshu.
As if she felt Pang Jian's gaze, her eyes, which had been looking elsewhere, suddenly fixed on Pang Jian's face.
Eyes met.
“Wow!”
The golden soul in Pang Jian's sea of consciousness was bombarded by evil and strange forces, and suddenly it shone with thousands of feet of golden light.
And inside that temple of the creation of gods and demons, from inside Ling Yimo's strange soul body, the sound of countless dead souls and evil ghosts sobbing could be heard.
The dead souls from countless worlds, covering thousands of highly intelligent races, were all sobbing and wailing.
Billions of ghost cries and howls gathered into a mighty sound wave, transforming into an incomparably terrifying soul oppression force, targeting Pang Jian's golden soul.
Space, as if there is no sense of boundaries.
Pang Jian and she seemed to be suddenly at the same latitude, in the same world.
She went straight into Pang Jian's sea of consciousness through the God and Demon Creation Institute, the strange fog, and Pang Jian's physical body.
“Shhh!”
Beams of golden light suddenly splashed from Pang Jian's nostrils, pupils, and ears.
Wu Yuan was startled and shouted, "Pang Jian!"
"Pang Jian!"
Another voice suddenly sounded.
The Flying Fish Boat floated over, and Liu Youyu from the Yuan Qing Divine Kingdom shone the Xuantian Divine Mirror towards Pang Jian.
When Pang Jian's figure flashed in the mirror, Liu Youyu immediately saw clearly that there were many eerie and evil silk threads entangled around Pang Jian.
"The cause and effect line of the underworld ghost!"
Liu Youyu's face was solemn and he quickly used the power of the Xuantian Divine Mirror.
This magic mirror that could seal the power of the strongest suddenly emitted ray of divine light and sword light, which cut off the strange lines that were densely wrapped around Pang Jian's body.
"The cause and effect line of the underworld ghost!"
Wu Yuan also screamed in horror.
He could not discern those horrifying silk threads with his naked eyes or spiritual sense, but he saw those dense silk threads on Pang Jian's body in Liu Youyu's Xuantian Divine Mirror.
The Ghost Cause and Effect Power is the secret of the Ghost Sacrifice Sect that is not passed down. Only the current sect leader and the people he chooses are qualified to comprehend and practice it.
This skill is extremely evil and it is rumored that it can forcibly tamper with the cause and effect of people through the mysterious cause and effect line of ghosts.
Once this line containing the great law of cause and effect is entangled with someone, the time of life and death, and all past, present and future events of that person can be tampered with.
The reason why the Ghost Mother is feared by all the creatures in Purgatory is because she has cultivated the Ghost Karma to the highest level.
"Junior brother!"
Hu Yuanfei controlled the Kunpeng sword and came as if riding on a Kunpeng.
She also saw the ghost cause and effect lines entangled with Pang Jian, and said angrily: "The little bitch of the Ghost Sacrifice Sect dared to shrink in the God and Demon Creation Institute to cast spells, and refused to stop even after her body died!"
"It's okay, I cut it off."
Liu Youyu breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat off his face, and turned to look behind him.
It was as if they were in the God and Demon Creation Institute of another world. Ling Yimo, who was leaning against the window and looking at Pang Jian, was wandering around lightly like a ghost.
It was as if she had never stopped flying and had never attacked Pang Jian at all.
At this moment, Pang Jian's figure was still there in the Xuantian Divine Mirror, but there was no thread left on his body.
“Huff!”
Pang Jian took a deep breath and was covered in cold sweat inside the Qingying Energy Shield.
In just that brief moment of eye contact, the golden soul in his sea of consciousness shrank by half its size.
Although he didn't know what the "Ghost Karma Line" was, he could see with his soul that there were many cold silk threads on his body.
That feeling was like a bunch of slippery and cold snakes that were about to drill into his flesh, blood, and veins, swim into his dantian and spiritual sea, and tamper with his karma and destiny.
As for him, his soul and body were in a disconnected state because his mind was desperately trying to resist Ling Yimo's evil power.
If Liu Youyu had not come over and summoned the divine artifact Xuantian Divine Mirror, using the power sealed in the mirror by the True God, he would most likely have suffered a second disaster.
The backlash of the source demon, Ling Yimo, who was only at the Concentration Realm and whose body was shattered and only his soul remained, almost strangled him to death.
Pang Jian felt a chill in his heart and his face looked extremely gloomy.
He was clearly aware that in this land where so many geniuses gathered, even if he also possessed supernatural powers, he could die at any time.
Here, he is not unique, nor is he necessarily the one with the most cards.
"You two are really good. You even killed Hong Qiming."
Fan Chen arrived late. He didn’t see any “ghost cause and effect line”. The first thing he saw was a pile of new dry bones.
—That was Hong Qiming’s body after his flesh and blood had been corroded.
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(End of this chapter)