"Storm! Storm! Storm!"
The ninth-level wind dragon howled in the void.
His exploded dragon scale fragments were wrapped in violent hurricanes, with violent winds and rain surging inside, exerting force under Pang Jian's divine body.
“Hoohoo!”
The hurricane emitted a terrifying suction force, like three deep abysses that swallowed up all living things, giving rise to divine power.
Even Pang Jian's majestic body was shaken by the three hurricanes.
The sword lights he slashed out were also swaying as they flew past the monsters.
The sword light was no longer straight, but became winding and twisted, losing its sense of direction.
The power of the ninth-level wind dragon distorted the void and also distorted the sword light.
"Wind Control Bead!"
The wind dragon opened its mouth and spit out pearls.
He spent three thousand years collecting the strong winds, hurricanes, cold winds, and violent winds from all over the world of Purgatory, and refined this "Wind Controlling Pearl", which is a well-deserved treasure of the wind element.
He has always been proud of this treasure, which is the concentration of his hundred drops of pure dragon blood.
He was so arrogant that he believed he could defeat true gods of the human race like Li Chu and Mu Wentao. The "Wind Controlling Pearl" gave him at least 30% of his confidence!
As soon as the "Wind-Controlling Pearl" appeared, an invisible gust of wind began to blow.
The strong winds that existed in the dome of the third world and below the second world were actually condensed and mobilized by the "Wind Controlling Pearl".
The fierce gale that raged across heaven and earth gushed out from under Pang Jian's divine body and from the three huge hurricanes.
The hurricane that was sucking him in before now turned into a terrifying gale.
Pang Jian, who had just been dragged by three hurricanes and had been slowly sinking and gradually approaching the three hurricanes, was suddenly submerged by endless strong winds.
“Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!”
A wind dragon, holding a "Wind Controlling Pearl" in its mouth, flew wildly in the endless gale, its huge dragon eyes filled with coldness.
Long, thin gray-white "dragon veins" dance wildly in the wind, containing the true meaning of the many bloodlines in the body of this wind dragon.
There are many bloodline truths that are beyond the ability of this wind dragon. It belongs to a wind dragon god who has fallen for tens of thousands of years.
"Grandfather, please give me three drops of dragon blood. Each drop of dragon blood belonging to Him can allow me to perform the secret of the tenth-level wind dragon once. Pang Jian, you will die here today!"
"Su Wanrou, you can't escape death either!"
The old wind dragon roared violently.
Another level nine fire dragon, as well as the three demon kings, the Golden Elephant, the Qilin and the Phantom Snake, only saw that the strong wind from the lower realm was controlled by the "Wind Control Pearl", and the endless strong wind had submerged him and Pang Jian.
The aura of the hurricane seemed to destroy everything, which shocked them all.
They had never seen a wind dragon in such a state.
I didn’t expect that under the old thunder dragon, there was such a ferocious wind dragon in the dragon cave, and it also possessed the power to compete with the true god.
"Wait! Wait for the old madman to kill Pang Jian!"
The ninth level fire dragon stood between the storm and the three demon kings.
His dragon body turned into a wall of fire, his dragon eyes were like two pools of flames, and he suppressed his anger and said, "Long Yan, not only did he die at the hands of this man, he was also refined alive in his body!"
"I feel it, the aura of Long Yan's bloodline!"
This level nine fire dragon is an elder in Long Yan’s clan. His own bloodline talent is limited, and he knows that his upper limit is level nine.
In his eyes, Long Yan, the new generation of their Yanlong lineage, is expected to replace Lin Qiyang of the Pure Land in the future and become a demon god by following the divine path of fire.
He has devoted all his efforts to Long Yan. As a fellow fire dragon, he has always been giving way to Long Yan as an elder.
For the glory of the dragon clan and for the grand ambitions of his ancestors, he went around collecting fire essence for Long Yan and helped Long Yan to temper his dragon body and blood.
Long Yan is the one who stands out among the level eight dragons, and he has made great contributions.
When he learned that Long Yan died in the Demon Abyss Continent, he was heartbroken.
Rumor has it that it was the Tianbao Sect that killed Long Yan, while others say that a powerful member of the Demon Sect accidentally killed Long Yan.
Now, he was sure that Long Yan was refined to death by Pang Jian!
"Sword Tower!"
This level nine fire dragon roared and shook its head and tail, hovering around the storm zone.
Then, circles of rivers of fire appeared outside the storm.
Deep in those rivers of fire and light, there was burning fire juice, iron, stone, and gold, which were controlled by the blood of the ninth-level fire dragon and flew towards the area ravaged by the hurricane.
Wind can fan the flames of a fire, and the wind dragon and he are old friends.
The two level nine old dragons worked together because of Pang Jian, and used the strong wind to drive the raging sea of fire, attempting to wipe out this upstart of the human race in a short period of time.
The Phantom Snake, the Golden Elephant and the Qilin, all being ninth-level demon kings, were unable to intervene at this time.
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"Swish! Swish!"
Boundless and endless strong winds, fierce winds, and cold winds cut Pang Jian's divine body like sharp knives, flaming spears, and cold blades.
Pang Jian cast a spiritual light shield, with a brilliant galaxy floating above his head. He used the Origin Demon Sword to release six "Demon Realm Cave Heavens" and shouted softly: "Six Demons Determine the Heavens!"
The six "devil's caves" suddenly showed supreme magic power!
Six demonic realms that once existed and have not yet declined or destroyed were recreated in the world of purgatory by the power of this sword.
In front of his body, on both sides, and under his feet, the "Demon Realm Cave Heaven" was spread out.
Amidst the mighty storms, Pang Jian stood still as a mountain.
The power of the "Wind Controlling Pearl" cannot pry open his immortal soul standing in the void.
"Sword, Star Stream, Moon Blade."
Pang Jian used the power of his sword to move the galaxy above his head.
At this moment, his spiritual consciousness and thoughts penetrated into the Nine Heavens Galaxy through the Source Demon Sword, and involved the power of the stars and the moon in the starry sky.
In his chest, in that area covered by darkness, the stars were shining one by one!
One crescent, one round, two moons emerged from the darkness.
Pang Jian, who was promoted to the immortal realm and forged his divine path with the "Way of Chaos", felt the wonder of the divine body and performed sword techniques in accordance with his heart and the way he had comprehended.
He lost his self in his heart, and felt his body was like a galaxy, and his consciousness was the stars in the sky and the bright moon.
The boundless and vast starry sky seemed to be absorbed into his heart, and he seemed to have become a part of the endless galaxy outside of purgatory.
Each of his swords is in harmony with the stars, and the sword's energy follows the trajectory of the stars!
The stars refined by star power and the moon formed by moonlight fell one by one from the galaxy above Pang Jian's head.
The stars and the moon are both swords, which are the guiding objects that exist forever outside of Purgatory in Pang Jian’s mind.
For tens of millions of years, the people of Purgatory have looked up at the galaxy countless times, looking at the stars and the moon hanging high in the sky, and regarded them as beacons and ideals.
When humans were unaware of the existence of alien gods outside the sky, they regarded the stars and the moon as gods and believed that they also had spiritual consciousness.
Believing that they only care for the people in Purgatory, people imagine the stars and the moon to be extremely beautiful.
These beautiful visions and fantasies, people's longing and pursuit for the stars and the moon, and the wonderful beauty of the stars and the moon themselves, seem to be all in the falling stars and the moon, and in those sword lights.
The sword light was scattered, like the collapse of the galaxy and the falling of stars.
"laugh!"
The body of the Level Nine Wind Dragon, which was over a thousand feet long, was pierced with countless holes by the falling stars and moons, and its scales were shattered one by one.
Two bright and clear moons, one crescent and one full, flew out from this terrifying gale zone and headed towards the ninth-level fire dragon.
January, fell on the forehead of the ninth-level fire dragon.
Another moon fell on the waist and back of the ninth-level fire dragon.
The old fire dragon was roaring in anger and wanting to avenge Long Yan, but its body was broken into two pieces by the moon and its head was smashed to pieces by the moon.
A wind dragon and a fire dragon worked together to bite Pang Jian, but were killed by Pang Jian.
The Dragon Cave, which has led the Purgatory Demon Clan for many years and dominated the Holy Spirit Continent, not only has the almighty giant Long Xiao in charge, but also these ninth-level old dragons secretly supporting it.
The sharpest dragon cut was killed, and the dragon cave was severely damaged.
The Wind Dragon, the Fire Dragon, and another level nine ice dragon that was killed by Li Zhaotian, the three level nine dragons died one after another.
The Dragon Cave suffered the most severe damage it had ever suffered in thousands of years.
The birth of a ninth-level dragon is extremely difficult, and is far less quick than that of a powerful human being in the immortal realm.
Including the dragon slaying, a total of four level nine dragons died, which made the golden elephant, ghost snake, and unicorn-like demon kings feel terrified.
If that domineering thunder dragon encounters any accident in this battle again, the history of Dragon Cave being the only demon clan to dominate will be gone forever.
"The poison disaster of the Holy Spirit Continent has occurred. I don't know how many monsters will die from the poison. The dragons in the Dragon Cave are also dying one by one, but there is no external force to support us." The Phantom Snake Monster King sighed and said, "If the bloodline restriction is lifted, the price to pay is the extinction of the monster race, then..."
The golden elephant and the unicorn remained silent upon hearing this.
Long Xiao was still in the depths of the thick smoke and clouds, fighting with Su Wanrou from the Pure Land. Up ahead, Pang Jian, who was standing in the "井"-shaped sword light, had just killed two level nine dragons.
At this time, it seemed unkind of them to question Long Xiao's decision.
However, they knew that with their strength, even if three of them worked together, they would not be a match for the two old dragons.
Now that the two old dragons are dead, what will be the end if they really follow the instructions of the Dragon Cave to kill Pang Jian and destroy Li Zhaotian's path to becoming a god
Nature is also death.
The ancient golden elephant still remembered Tian Feng's extraordinary grace and could not help but whisper, "If Master Tian Feng were still alive, he would never let us die in vain."
Qilin and Phantom Snake became increasingly silent.
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Pang Jian, who killed two old dragons in a row, didn't care about the attitudes of the three demon kings in the distance. He just guarded the "well"-shaped sword light world behind him.
He escaped from that sea of miasma in order to ensure that his master's path to becoming a god would not be interfered with by any external forces.
He will kill anyone who dares to approach or who dares to hinder his master from ascending to true godhood.
Suddenly, the wound on his chest that was covered by darkness began to feel numb and sore again.
It's still instinct.
Instinctively, he wanted to draw upon some good fortune in order to heal the injuries on his divine body.
He now knew very well that the injured divine body would only have this feeling when new luck was born.
In the “井”-shaped world behind him, the process of Master fusing Qi and luck to forge a divine path has not been interrupted and is still ongoing.
So, where does the new luck come from
Of course, there are other true gods who have fallen.
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(End of this chapter)