It is also a strange fog.
A ship with very ghost-like characteristics was shattered in the vast sea of fog. There were dozens of ghost warriors, whose bodies were scattered miserably after their flesh and blood were devoured.
A sword, shining with scarlet light, hung above Dong Tianze's head.
This sword is slender, sharp, fierce, and its murderous aura is as deep as the sea.
It matches Dong Tianze's temperament perfectly.
Separated by endless void and the boundary between the two worlds, the moment Pang Jian gazed at it through the bronze plate, he felt as if it was born for Dong Tianze.
Below the sword.
Dong Tianze is tall and thin, with a straight back, like a bloodthirsty sword.
This was the first scene that Pang Jian perceived.
Afterwards, a golden light suddenly appeared, representing a golden bee worm.
Then, suddenly, thousands of golden lights appeared in Pang Jian's vision.
Thousands of golden bees and insects suddenly fell into Pang Jian's perception, like golden stars.
In that space that contained the most forbidden land in the world, in the strange fog that surrounded this space, all the bees and insects became Pang Jian's eyes.
Naturally, this includes the queen bee!
The most dazzling queen bee, like a golden sun, shines brightly in the word "prison" where Pang Jian's will is immersed, deepening Pang Jian's connection with that world.
A mysterious force suddenly began to guide Pang Jian.
Holding the bronze medal, he flew out from the Immortal Spirit's shoulder and flew into the strange fog adjacent to the boundary wall.
There was vast smoke on both sides of the boundary wall. Before he could break through the boundary wall, he still existed in the dark prison.
But as long as there is strange fog, the bronze medal in his hand will have power!
A power that allows him to cross the boundaries of space!
The strange fog is the bridge that connects the various worlds, and the boundary walls will not restrict it.
“Wow!”
A magnificent and ancient portal, condensed and refined from the strange fog, quietly formed in front of him.
This portal has the same shape as the bronze plaque, and reveals heavy traces of time, as if connecting the past and the future, carrying the glory of countless "prison" characters in the strange fog.
Looking down, Pang Jian realized that the word "门" on the back of the bronze plate had become brighter, illuminating the thick and strange fog in front of him.
The light released by this "door" uses the strange fog as its power base to carve out this portal.
He pushed lightly and the door opened.
Inside the door was the queen bee that he had sensed earlier, which was like a golden sun.
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The other side.
After destroying the "Black Ghost" ship, Dong Tianze, who was nurturing the bloodthirsty sword with the blood of many level seven and level eight ghost warriors, suddenly looked behind the queen bee.
The queen bee looks 70% similar to Pang Jian, with an indifferent expression and a pair of strange golden compound eyes.
He turned around suddenly.
A bright crack in the void suddenly appeared without any warning, which made him feel terrified.
After a moment, he smelled Pang Jian's scent and asked tentatively, "Where are you?"
"Pang Jian?" Dong Tianze asked curiously.
In response to them, the crack in the void slowly opened up, and a towering divine body stepped out of the crack.
A large piece of skin on the chest of this divine body was torn, revealing the star-studded wonder inside. Of course, he could only be Pang Jian, but not his true body.
"I met a middle-level god named Yangluo in the strange fog, and I was slightly injured."
Pang Jian arrived as an immortal spirit, leaving his real body and bronze medal in the dark prison. He glanced at the fierce and buzzing sword and said, "Bloodthirsty Sword?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the humming sound of the bloodthirsty sword became more rapid.
The Source Demon Sword in Pang Jian's hand also responded with the sound of a sword.
The two divine swords, which had been suppressed at the bottom of the Sword Tower for many years, were quite familiar with each other. Neither side seemed to have expected that they would be able to meet again outside the Sword Tower.
"Well, it's the Bloodthirsty Sword."
Dong Tianze grasped the bloody sword and casually stabbed it into his own body, using the blood from his own internal organs to continue nourishing the sword.
"A middle-level god from outer space, are you able to fight now?"
He had just wielded the bloodthirsty sword and killed many powerful ghosts. The pride and pride he had just felt was immediately shattered by Pang Jian's words, "Pang Jian, I also want to seek a seat as a god and ascend to the god of the world through the way of blood. Even if this is the so-called evil god that the true gods do not recognize!"
When he first asked the question, he sounded a little depressed, but he regained his confidence in an instant.
He had no doubt about his own strength.
He believed that when he was promoted to a true god, he would be the strongest among them and would be able to fight against the gods in the heavens like he did in the past with Pang Jian.
"Yes. There will definitely be good fortune that will come to you, Dong Tianze, allowing you to be promoted to a god on earth." Pang Jian laughed.
His immortal soul was not in a hurry to return to purgatory. Instead, he asked Dong Tianze and the Queen Bee what had happened in the sea of fog.
Soon he learned the truth and knew that there were six special boundary points that could connect to the external strange fog.
"If you want to heal your wounds, return to Purgatory as soon as possible. I am enough to guard here alone." Dong Tianze glanced at the corpses of the ghost warriors and said, "I need them to nourish the sword. When I have the bloodthirsty sword well, and I am ready, I will seek my divine path to promotion."
Looking at Dong Tianze like this, Pang Jian smiled and nodded, "Okay."
Even though the bronze medal was not on him, his immortal spirit could sense the bees and insects scattered in all directions, but it could not teleport to them.
So, he spent some time flying through this familiar sea of fog.
With the bees and insects here, he will not lose his way.
In the end, it only took him half an hour to step out of the sea of fog from the positions of Dong Tianze and the Queen Bee.
"call!"
He reappeared in the real world of purgatory in the form of an immortal spirit.
His chest was open and he had obviously suffered serious injuries, but it didn't look shocking at all.
"God's throne, destiny..."
Closing his eyes, he hovered in the void of the second realm of Purgatory, trying to feel the luck.
He wanted to try and see if he could draw some luck into his body again to repair the injuries of his immortal spirit.
His divine consciousness was like a surging tide, sweeping in all directions with this body as its center.
Pieces of broken earth fell into his perception eyes and were imprinted deep in his mind.
The aura of the powerful earth-shattering masters nearby, the combination of human energy and spiritual energy in their bodies, their actions, every word and deed, can all be seen by Pang Jian within a certain range.
But he failed to smell the luck.
"Pang Jian!"
A vast and ethereal divine sound rang out from a certain land in the first realm. The sound seemed to be in the clouds or in the galaxy.
A moment later, a brilliant figure with fluttering clothes was seen crossing the sky between the first realm and the second realm, and standing in front of Pang Jian in an elegant manner.
"Are you hurt?"
King Li looked surprised and looked at the strange fog behind Pang Jian. His eyes suddenly became serious: "You returned from that strange fog with the forbidden land?"
He always thought that after the battle between Pang Jian and Li Chu, they retreated to the rocky ground to consolidate their realm.
Unexpectedly, Pang Jian suddenly appeared in this strange fog, and he was obviously injured.
Who can hurt Pang Jian who defeated Li Chu
The tenth-level warrior from the fifth realm, or the God of Fire Yanlie
King Li had too many doubts in his heart.
Pang Jian did not hide it. He nodded and pointed to his chest cavity without skin and flesh, and said, "How can such an injury be repaired?"
"Why are you injured?" King Li asked instead of answering.
Pang Jian replied: "A deity named Yangluo."
"Be more specific, what level of god is he?" King Li asked again.
Pang Jian replied again: "Middle-level God."
King Li was silent.
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(End of this chapter)