At the same time, Xuanyou Continent.
The location of the Yinling Temple.
A city between reality and illusion, floating in mid-air, swallowing up the souls of the dead.
The souls of humans, aliens, ferocious beasts, and the fallen did not follow the laws of nature and disappear into the world, but instead poured into this mysterious city in wisps and clusters.
It is the "God and Demon Creation Institute" imitated by the ghost god Zi Mo.
At this moment, this god believed in by the ghost clan was still standing in the "God and Demon Creation Institute" in the image of Ling Yimo, looking down with an indifferent expression.
Behind Him, there is the reappearing god Youkui, and the soul shadow of Zhou Yi from the Jiuli tribe.
"Sword Tower, Chen Weihuang."
Zi Mo's materialized soul body emitted a strange purple-black light. She frowned and said, "Yu Qing of the Celestial Clan is no match for this little fellow."
"The human race and the Sword Tower are truly admirable."
He was not sarcastic, but sincerely amazed at the strength of the human race and the Sword Tower.
Zhou Yi said: "Chen Weihuang has just entered the state of extinction, but his strength is stronger than Zhou Wenhao. The apprentice trained by Li Zhaotian is indeed stronger than the one trained by Jiang Ran."
The world below.
Chen Weihuang had an expressionless face, with his back to an exchange point. Seven flaming swords were flying around him, and he was fighting with a Celestial Clan warrior.
He also rescued independent cultivators like Lei Kun and Han Ting, as well as some survivors of the Yinling Temple, with just one sword.
On the way, an eighth-level strongman of the Ghost Clan, an eighth-level Cyclops, and an eighth-level warrior of the Flame Clan were all killed by Chen Weihuang with his sword.
It was not until he met Yu Qing from the Celestial Clan that he finally failed to win easily.
"Sword Tower."
On a bird-bone-shaped ship stood Yu Xin, to whom the Dark Anaconda had once been loyal.
At this time, she looked worried as she watched her brother and Chen Weihuang fight, and asked in a low voice, "Are all the people in the Sword Tower so scary?"
“No.”
A ninth-level Celestial Clan woman, wearing a gorgeous dress, said, "Chen Weihuang is the first disciple accepted by Li Zhaotian. According to our information, if there hadn't been a guy named Pang Jian who suddenly appeared, he would have been the most likely person to succeed the position of Sword Tower Master."
"Pang Jian, is he even better than him?" Yu Xin said in shock.
“I heard that the potential is even more amazing.” The Celestial Clan woman nodded.
As the two were talking, the flaming swords controlled by Chen Weihuang intertwined in the air to form a huge flaming formation.
A ferocious giant ape roared out from the black iron stick in Yu Qing's hand, but was still imprisoned by the fire formation.
No matter how the giant ape struggled, the flame formation formed by the sword light could not be broken, and it continued to tear apart the giant ape condensed by blood and soul.
The giant ape finally exploded with a bang, condensing into wisps of blood-red soul light, and then escaped into the black iron stick again.
Seeing that the ferocious giant ape was unable to hold on, the Celestial Clan warrior with eight pairs of wings had no choice but to fall from the sky.
In the end, he could only watch Chen Weihuang, and after the wandering cultivators and the survivors of the Yinling Temple left, he calmly flew up to heaven on his sword.
Another exchange point.
Qi Linhe from the desolate land was born with supernatural powers since childhood. With long hair draped over his shoulders and an eight-sided iron hammer in his hand, he killed the eighth-level warriors of the Bull Demon Clan, the Black Horn Clan, and the Flame Clan one by one.
He is a head taller than ordinary people, with thick joints and vigorous blood. He is one of the very few people in the human race who is willing to work hard to strengthen his physique.
The huge eight-sided iron hammer fell like a meteor from the sky again and again, smashing the Black Horn warrior's buttocks, and even an eighth-level magic armor beast died on the spot.
Like Pang Jian, he also descended from the sky and was responsible for receiving a group of evacuees from Tianshuize and Heigu.
"Qi Linhe from the Desolate Realm and Chen Weihuang from the Sword Tower, these two Nirvana Realm juniors are indeed outstanding." Li Wei, the Armor Breaker of the Haotian Divine Kingdom, took in the last wave of survivors in a brand new Armor Breaker. He asked curiously, "I heard that the alien races in the fifth realm also have talented level eight warriors. Could it be that they didn't come up this time?"
"It is said that Xuanying of the Demon Scale Clan and Lieyi of the Yao Clan are in Qiantian Continent. These two guys are both young warriors who are more outstanding than Yuqing of the Tian Clan." Yuan Xi, an immortal elder of Tianshuize, said worriedly, "In Qiantian Continent, there is no Chen Weihuang and Qi Linhe. I don't know if they can stop those two guys."
"Isn't Zhou Wenhao here?" Li Wei asked curiously.
Yuan Xi smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying, "He can't do it."
…
Qiantian Continent, deep underground.
Pang Jian, who was taking the time to heal his wounds, keenly felt a wisp of spiritual consciousness and evil thoughts sneaking down from the surface.
So he relied on the black and yellow broken land given by the black tortoise and hid down again. He hid to a position of eight hundred feet underground. Only then did he no longer feel the searching force from above.
Holding the Source Demon Sword, he asked unhappily, "Source Demon, what is the origin of that Sun God? Does the alien god from the outer galaxy like to eat the souls of the human race in Purgatory?"
"The Sun God is the one who resides in the blazing sun outside the sky. I felt it before. Whenever Purgatory is open, the gods in the starry sky can communicate with the creatures who believe in them through various altars and secret techniques."
The source demon responded in the world of sword: "The Sun God has chosen Lie Yi, and more great demon gods favor Xuan Ying. In my opinion, those great demon gods have all regarded Xuan Ying as one of them."
"I… "
Yuan Mo was halfway through his speech when his memory seemed to be disconnected and he couldn't continue.
It screamed in the small world within the sword, its scream was violent and furious, and it shouted: "Back then, it was you who expelled me and drove me out of the Demon Realm that belonged to me! He Motian, Tian Wei, you guys don't like me and prevent me from becoming a great demon god, so I will destroy all your plans!"
"Even if you destroy my demon soul and my memory, I can still find myself again!"
"I was supposed to be one of the most powerful demons, but you were afraid that I would take your place, so..."
Its shouting suddenly stopped.
Pang Jian was shocked. He didn't expect that some power from the outer galaxy could affect the Source Demon from a distance and destroy some of its revived memories.
In the small world within the sword, the six secret realms and caves that were absorbed and dissolved by the source demon also collapsed and reappeared.
Soon the source demon became dying, and it turned into many scattered small magic lights and magic clouds, which were unable to gather and connect with each other.
Its demonic soul seemed to have suffered a severe blow.
Pang Jian's face was grim. He guessed that it was Xuanying who used the serrated long sword and the Magic Sky Fist to fight him, which attracted the attention of the Sky Demon God.
According to the Source Demon, those demons who disliked it punished it with some secret technique.
The source demon was injured and fell into a state of temporary silence, which meant that the power of the sword was also weakened.
"We must restore our strength as soon as possible."
Letting go of the Source Demon Sword in his hand, he ignored everything else for the time being and focused on gathering his fighting strength.
…
Surface world.
"How can the secret technique of escaping underground reach such a deep area?"
Lie Yi stopped guiding the sun's divine light and penetrated his divine consciousness downwards, but he did not sense Pang Jian's existence, which meant that Pang Jian was deeper underground that he could not perceive.
The limit of his divine sense to peer into the ground was only a hundred feet.
"That's probably how he managed to survive in the Demon Spirit Continent. He has mastered the ability to escape underground to perfection. No wonder he dared to stay until the end after being seriously injured."
A ninth-level Yao clan warrior flew over from the direction of the Lieyang Sect and also used his divine sense to search.
However, even his divine sense could not find Pang Jian under the earth.
"Lie Yi, after I clearly told him that he was allowed to leave with his fellow disciples, you actually still dared to attack him!"
Xuanying adjusted herself and rode the serrated long sword towards her. She appeared in front of Lieyi in an instant. She looked at him coldly and asked, "Why, do you want to fight me?"
“Xuanying, do you really think you can beat me? I was already at level eight bloodline thirty years ago. How long have you only been able to break through?” Lieyi snorted and taught him a lesson: “Even though this kid from the Sword Tower cannot be promoted to a True God due to the Chaos Sea, the power he possessed at the peak of the Immortal Realm is enough to match that of our level ten bloodline warriors!”
"He will be an Immortal Realm stronger than Li Zhaotian!"
"If such a person were to leave Qiantian Continent alive because of your arrogance, more powerful warriors from our Fifth Realm would be killed by him in the future."
The son of God from the Yao Clan flew angrily towards the Lieyang Clan, shouting in mid-air: "Find the members of the Earth Spirit Clan to come over and dig him out!"
"Also, I will communicate with my father immediately and tell him that Pang Jian must be killed!"
…
A few hours later.
Pang Jian, who was deep in the earth, quietly moved to the location of Lieyang Sect. He saw veins that could produce golden obsidian surrounding the most important underground spiritual vein.
Near the crystal spirit vein, there are many condensed spirit stones, which contain considerable spiritual power.
"There is no faster way to recover spiritual power than to draw it from the underground spiritual veins." The black tortoise, who was far away in the Holy Spirit Continent, showed Pang Jian a way out and said, "If you can escape deep into the earth and see that spiritual vein, you can try to absorb the spiritual power into your Dantian in the way I told you."
"The Qiantian Continent will eventually be occupied by alien races. There is nothing wrong with you grabbing the power hidden in the spirit veins."
"But remember, try not to damage this spiritual vein. It is the basis for the world to continuously absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. It is extremely difficult to repair it if it is damaged."
The black tortoise gave a reminder and then said, "You can obviously return to the Rock Shattered Land in an instant, why don't you leave?"
"I want to see if it is possible to kill the son of God of the Yao clan." As he spoke, Pang Jian gradually approached the location of the spiritual vein.
The mineral veins, woven like golden lightning, are like the golden veins of the earth, shining brightly in the underground world.
Falling into those dazzling veins, Pang Jian felt the sharp power of gold and the radiance of the sun.
The pocket-sized scorching sun that existed in his dantian was actually absorbing the sun's brilliance from the mineral veins that could produce golden obsidian in this underground world.
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PS: Qidian.com crashed, so I used Writer's Assistant to upload it.
Hope there's nothing wrong
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