Pang Jian had a deep understanding of the combat power of the middle-level gods.
His thoughts were intermittent, his consciousness gradually became blurred, and he could not feel any pain.
Yangluo's gaze and her words seemed to be floating in the distant sky.
He tried hard to listen, but it was difficult to hear clearly.
The divine power belonging to Yangluo is still extending outward.
This terrifying force cleared out a larger vacuum zone in the strange fog, preventing him from communicating with the "Gate of Purgatory".
Spider webs and spider silk entangled his body, restricting his movements.
The terrifying corrosive force made his mind confused again.
Under Yangluo's divine eyes, he used the five elements of heaven and earth as his internal organs, turned the stars, the sun and the moon into acupoints, and used ice and thunder to forge the special structure of his divine bones, so that everything could be seen at a glance.
The restraining force from the vacuum was applied to his body, causing his thoughts and consciousness to be restricted.
The Source Demon didn't speak or take the initiative to talk, and he was almost forgetting the Source Demon's existence.
After the Source Demon's voice was heard, he realized that there was a force trying to analyze him and figure out the wonders of his immortal soul.
"I have the language of God, which can distort His thoughts and force His will."
"But only for a moment."
"This moment is the chance for you and me to escape, you must seize it."
In the blue-black magic bead, Yuan Mo sat cross-legged in the air and spoke three sentences at a relatively slow speed.
It was these three sentences that awakened Pang Jian's scattered thoughts and will.
"start!"
The source demon made seals with his hands and whispered.
A grand demonic sound suddenly rang out, resounding in Yangluo's mind, resounding in this vacuum area, and resounding in Pang Jian's immortal soul.
"boom!"
The confinement of the vacuum disappeared because of the magic sound. The source demon really distorted Yangluo's will.
His power made Yangluo feel relieved and she was able to break the seal on her own.
The spider webs wrapped around Pang Jian's limbs and the spider silk stuck to his body also reduced their corrosive force.
“Swoosh! Swoosh!”
The dazzling black and gold sword lights reappeared.
The sword light cut through all the spider webs and spider silk, but this time the spider webs and spider silk did not condense or regenerate again.
It was also at this moment that Pang Jian finally became aware of himself again clearly...
When he was entangled in the spider webs and spider silk, and when Yangluo pulled the spider silk with her spider legs and slowly pulled him closer, his thoughts and consciousness were corroded and infected.
His complete consciousness was cut into pieces and dispersed by Yangluo's power, which put him in a state where he could never concentrate.
As he approached Yangluo, his consciousness became empty and he was unable to focus his strength with his "mind".
It was not until the magic sound was heard that he was able to regain consciousness.
He grasped the Source Demon Sword again and casually cut off the spider silk connected to the spider's legs. The dazzling sword light still had power and cut the spider's legs, which were as white and shiny as bone jade.
Suddenly, an extremely strong corrosive power turned into a wave of light that shone above the spider's legs, easily annihilating his sword light.
The source demon's piercing roar resurfaced, transforming into countless blue-black sword lights visible to the naked eye, and flew towards Yang Luo, whose cold eyes showed a sign of struggle.
"At the moment, we are no match for Him! Even at my strongest, His power was roughly equal to mine!"
"Let's go!"
The source demon's howl turned into a terrifying sea of swords.
Pang Jian, who had found himself again, did not dare to hesitate. He activated all his supernatural powers. His chest and five internal organs burst into five-colored divine light, and his heart of fire, like a molten pool of magma, began to boil.
The boiling flames extend through the meridians of qi and blood to the liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys, activating the strange phenomena of gold, wood, water, and earth at the same time.
His five internal organs were like the five worlds, connected by qi and blood, and suddenly burst out with astonishing power.
When the five internal organs exert their power, the stars shine brightly, and the sun and the moon become suddenly dazzling.
It was this beam of lightning that enabled Pang Jian to break through the vacuum and return to the strange fog sea.
As soon as he sensed the presence of the strange fog, he immediately communicated with his original body and activated the mystery of the "Gate of Purgatory", creating a space gap in the vast sea of fog.
“Whoosh!”
He flashed in there in an instant.
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Vacuum area.
The struggle in Yangluo's eyes disappeared, and she repeated her previous indifference, "It is also a magical object that can open a secret door in the strange fog, and the other side of the door seems to be a world with the word 'prison' on it."
"Those human gods born in Purgatory have such a deep understanding of the strange fog?"
"This boy, relying on that magical object, seems to be able to enter and exit the world of 'prison' at will."
"If I could obtain this sacred object and present it to that person, it would be a great achievement."
After Pang Jian escaped, Yang Luo was not depressed at all.
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Dark prison.
Pang Jian, who successfully escaped with the help of the "Gate of Purgatory", looked at his chest without the skin in the form of an immortal spirit.
Yangluo's power left him with lingering fears and made him realize how powerful the middle-level gods were.
After he returned safely, he had a brief conversation with the source demon and prepared to heal his injuries.
Then came the problem.
This body is neither crystal nor jade, and the same is true for its skin. After Yangluo's terrifying "erosion" power tore his skin apart, he didn't know what power he could use to heal it.
He first tried to refine it with Qi and blood, but soon found that it was useless.
The combined power of ice, thunder and the five elements, supplemented by the power of the sun, moon and stars, still cannot make the chest cavity regenerate flesh.
It seemed that because of the injury in his chest that could not recover, his immortal soul could only remain in a majestic state.
It cannot shrink, nor can it fall into its true body.
"strangeness… "
He left his immortal soul with the strange fog and tried to draw strength from the Dark Prison, trying to see if he could use the energy of this world to condense the lost cortex of his immortal soul.
The result still doesn't work.
In desperation, he had to ask Yuan Mo for help, but Yuan Mo also said he didn't know.
Because his immortal soul is different from that of ordinary people, it is not the flesh and blood form of the gods from outer space, which is obviously beyond the cognition of Yuanmo.
“Swoosh! Swoosh!”
Two divine lights descended from the sky.
The two goddesses, who had secretly returned the sacred artifacts to his original body, realized that his situation was not good.
"Who did it? Who hurt you so badly?"
Han Yi's eyes were cold and fierce, and her voice was as sharp as an ice knife: "I heard that there are some gods driven by He Motian, looking for you in the foggy sea outside. The ones who can hurt you like this are either many low-level gods or a middle-level god."
“Who is He?”
The goddess Han Jing said in a low voice: "My true body is also in that sea of fog. Tell me who He is and I will go find Him!"
"Are you crazy?!" Yingyue screamed, "No matter who the other party is, he is a member of our camp. Have you considered the consequences of taking action for Pang Jian?"
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(End of this chapter)