The shout of Qi Xu from the Yan Clan was like thunder.
The flame fluctuations emerging from her body frightened all the Yao clan warriors who were ready to take action. Several reckless people who should have lost their minds were also shocked by her and calmed down.
The Yao clan's son of God died in battle.
The gate of Lieyang Sect was almost razed to the ground due to the outbreak of this battle.
Pang Jian, who had just entered the state of nirvana, and Lie Yi, who had an eighth-level bloodline, both used their divine weapons and exerted their own means to leave an eternal and indelible mark on this world.
The surface covered with rock ice fragments was cracked into many cracks, through which golden light and strange rays escaped.
The sharp-eyed and powerful alien warriors gathered their strength and peered downwards, vaguely seeing veins of the ground emitting golden rainbow light.
You can also see pieces of golden obsidian, red flame stone, and sunstone.
They knew clearly that the power of the two tore apart the earth, revealing the spiritual veins hidden in the Lieyang Sect and causing many strange mineral veins to appear.
Due to landslides and earthquakes in this area, many unpredictable events will occur in the future, which may cause the spiritual vein to shift.
It is also possible that the veins that produce minerals will wither and die.
The collision between the Nirvana Realm and the eighth-level bloodline alone actually severely damaged the land, which will have a far-reaching impact on the entire Qiantian Continent.
"Pang Jian!"
Many alien warriors whispered this name.
These two words, as if endowed with heavy power, become unbearable.
Eyes filled with a mixture of horror and anger were focused on the battlefield, looking at the tall figure with a blue robe that was not stained with blood and a sharp-edged face.
At this moment, Pang Jian was like the sword tower with a world-famous divine sword, showing its sharp edge.
After today, Pang Jian's name will be as widely known as his master Li Zhaotian.
Spread among the alien races in the entire fifth realm!
—Because he killed the Son of God of the Yao Clan.
Thinking of the endless sword light before, each sword light contained different sword truths, those foreign warriors who were looking at Pang Jian felt a sense of depression as if their minds were suppressed.
The Sword Tower is truly an insurmountable mountain, suppressing geniuses from the fifth realm like Lie Yi.
Thinking back to the past, when the five great sword gods were still alive during their heyday, how glorious and powerful the Sword Tower must have been
The expressions and moods of the warriors from various races became complicated, and they inevitably recalled more stories related to the Sword Tower.
And in every story, as long as it covers the fifth-realm tribes like them, Jianlou is often the winner.
There are very few losers.
The few who were defeated in the Sword Tower died in a respectable manner, and they would drag along several aliens of the same level to take their place with them.
"Pang Jian!"
When most of the alien warriors were feeling depressed, the girl from the Demon Scale Clan holding a serrated long sword, with her beautiful face beneath the silver scales, showed an irrepressible excitement.
Her sharp and cold eyes suddenly shone with a dazzling light.
Her fighting spirit was high, her blood was boiling, and every fighting cell in her body was filled with a desire for battle and killing.
Because there is Pang Jian in Purgatory, because Pang Jian is a human, because there is this opponent!
Her life, which was not long but not short either, seemed to have higher value and meaning!
"Such a person and such a sword tower deserve my highest respect!"
Xuanying was howling in his heart.
She put down the long sword that had destroyed countless mountains, rivers and countries, and her refined, explosive and agile body stood quietly on the blade.
She placed one of her scale-covered little hands on her heart, and the other clenched into a fist against her brow.
This is an ancient ritual of the Demon Scale Clan, representing respect for... the dead!
Only when the opponent who was truly recognized by the Demon Scale Warriors and killed with all their might dies in front of them, will they express their respect with such etiquette.
Xuanying's posture meant that in her eyes, Pang Jian was such a powerful opponent.
It also means that she firmly believes that Pang Jian will eventually die in her hands.
Her movements and her gestures of greeting made those frustrated Demon Scale warriors regain their fighting spirit.
That’s right, we also have Xuanying, she is younger than Lieyi, and she is destined to be stronger than Lieyi!
The Demon Scale Clan warrior thought so.
"Pang Jian..."
High in the sky, in the raging burning fireball, there was a gorgeous woman from the Yan clan, with her long fiery red hair fluttering in the wind.
Thousands of fire crystals the size of a fingernail are scattered in the flame ball. If you magnify each fire crystal, you can see a texture pattern related to the Avenue of Fire.
When she was watching the battle in the air just now, she was able to distract herself and comprehend the principles engraved by the Fire God Yanlie.
She knew very well that as the filthy alien power continued to surge, the ninth-level strongest warriors who tempered their bodies and strengthened their souls through the filthy alien power would have the hope of being promoted to the tenth level.
The number of true gods of the human race is closely related to the total amount of spiritual energy in the purgatory world.
The tenth-level warriors of the alien race have a very deep connection with the dirty alien power.
Seven was originally the limit for a tenth-level alien bloodline warrior, but with the continuous surge of filthy alien power, the limit of seven would be broken after a period of time.
Her Qixu bloodline, combat power, and physical forging had long met all the requirements for advancement to the tenth-level bloodline.
What she has always lacked is a spot.
Advancing to the tenth level of bloodline, breaking through the seal of the sky of purgatory, and soaring in the vast galaxy from then on has always been Qi Xu's goal.
But Li Zhaotian failed to be deified.
Before today's battle broke out, she, like many people present, felt that since there was no Sword God born, the Sword Tower of this era was nothing to be feared.
Now, she knew she was wrong, very wrong.
“Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!”
Pieces of fire crystals that were hidden around her flew away from the burning fireball.
Inside the fragments of fire crystal, there was the cruel scene of Pang Jian swinging his sword continuously, covering Lieyi with endless sword light and chopping Lieyi into meat paste.
"We should all take this as a warning."
"I will distribute these fire crystals to the generals of the various tribes in the fifth realm and let them know how Lie Yi died."
"The war with the human race has only just begun, and we have only won a very small victory. We have been suppressed for more than 30,000 years, and our many subsequent ascents to space have all ended in failure."
"It's because of the Sword Tower and people like Pang Jian!"
Qi Xu raised his arm and those fire crystal stones that bore the image of Pang Jian killing Lie Yi flew out from the Qiantian Continent and fell into the fourth realm and the fifth realm.
Right now.
The alien warriors gathered here were communicating with the strong men in their tribe through various secret weapons to inform them of the outcome of this battle.
Pang Jian, the absolute protagonist, stood above the "Heart of Winter" as if no one was around, holding the Source Demon Sword in his hand and with his head lowered.
He was still immersed in the strange and varied sword techniques.
Lie Yi is dead and the battle is over long ago.
However, the true meaning of swordsmanship that he had comprehended had not yet been developed to the extreme, and had not yet unleashed its strongest power!
He did not move and did not care what the alien races thought of him because in his extremely active sea of soul consciousness, his golden soul was still deducing the subsequent sword techniques.
There were countless dazzling sword lights flying through his soul and sea of consciousness, and interweaving in his dantian.
It was also in the sword order he held in his hand.
"Sword, sword technique, chaotic sword technique..."
He didn't say anything.
But his inner voice, his soul thoughts, his thoughts and will, all came from his own secret cave.
Dantian, the broken earth, the sea of soul consciousness, the divine pool of creation, and the internal organs.
They all have hidden sword intent!
The silent Pang Jian exuded sword energy from his whole body. After Lie Yi's death, he entered a mysterious state of sword enlightenment.
The unfinished sword, the incomplete sword, dragged him to the sword-seeking realm that only generations of sword gods could occasionally enter!
Gradually, some powerful high-level alien warriors realized that after Pang Jian killed Lie Yi, he actually entered a mysterious state of sword enlightenment.
I simply didn't take them seriously!
A human boy, after killing the son of God of the Yao Clan from the fifth realm, did not leave in a hurry, nor did he retreat back deep into the earth in panic.
He actually learned the sword skill right under their noses!
"This is too much! Lord Qi Xu, this kid is too arrogant! He relied on your promise and dared to comprehend the sword so presumptuously. He is slapping all of us in the face!"
"Lord Qi Xu, either drive him away or kill him!"
"It is rumored that the sword cultivator in the Sword Tower is extremely arrogant. I have witnessed it today! Lord Qi Xu, if we allow him to continue to comprehend the sword like this, we will continue to humiliate us!"
Soldiers of all ethnic groups were excited.
Stepping on the dazzling shadow of the serrated long sword, the woman who regarded Pang Jian as the strongest opponent in her life had a strange light shining quietly in her sharp and captivating eyes.
She pursed her lips under her scales and whispered, "Interesting guy. I like his arrogance and his insolence."
Next to her, the Demon Scale warrior who had been silently admiring her for many years heard her mumbling.
This strong man who had been with her for many years looked at her blankly in confusion.
This person had never seen such a bright light flashing in her eyes.
She had never really looked at the entire Fifth Realm's Demon Scale Clan warriors, including the so-called peerless geniuses like Yu Qing and Lie Yi, in a different light.
She actually showed strange eyes towards a human boy!
Sudden.
"Shut up, everyone! Wait for him to wake up!" Qi Xu of the Yan Clan shouted angrily, scolding rudely, "What? You can't stand losing? Lie Yi is already dead. He won fairly and honestly, without any despicable tricks."
"It is only natural for the winner to humiliate the loser!"
"He is only understanding the sword, and is only using the previous battle to consolidate his swordsmanship. Such an opponent deserves your higher respect, and will also deepen your impression of him!"
"Everyone wait for him to wake up and watch him return to the second realm!"
Qi Xu ignored the opposition, suppressed all the clamor, and personally sat here waiting.
This wait lasted for several days.
One morning, under the gaze of nearly ten thousand alien warriors, when the first ray of sunlight fell, Pang Jian suddenly opened his eyes.
He bowed slightly towards the ball of fire that was always there in the sky, and then flew up into the sky.
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(End of this chapter)