Above the strange fog where Pang Jian left.
The soul tide of the swamp was churning and surging, constantly spreading and spreading around, but it did not penetrate into the sea of fog.
It was like another sky, covering a large area of sea of fog. Some soul and strange power inside it sent out the ability of exploration and insight, trying to confirm Pang Jian's location after he fell into the strange fog.
But there is no trace.
Every god from outer space, at the moment of falling into the sea of fog, will be moved at will by the power of the Tao and appear in an unknown area in an instant.
Anyone who goes deep into the strange fog will be lost in an instant.
Only those who have a special connection with the outer space and have made adequate preparations in advance can use the connection with the outer space to confirm their own coordinates and know where is up and where is down.
Only in this way can we avoid getting lost and have hope of escaping from the sea of fog and returning to the starry sky above.
At the moment of sinking, Pang Jian was caught by the invisible "Hand of the Tao" and thrown to the other side.
Zi Mo, the supreme god of the ghost clan, thought that he could confirm Pang Jian's current location with his magical powers, but found that he still underestimated the mystery of the strange fog.
Even a high-ranking god as powerful as him would be helpless against this even with his terrifying magical powers.
After a moment.
A huge golden altar, pulled by several three-legged golden crows, came burning with the true fire of the sun.
Three golden crows spread their wings gracefully, and the golden altar traveled thousands of miles away and arrived in the blink of an eye.
Above the altar covering tens of thousands of acres, the sun god, whose body is wrapped in natural golden armor, looks toward the sea of fog with blazing eyes.
His divine body was over ten thousand feet tall, and lines containing the principles of the scorching sun appeared on the armor on his body and also intertwined in his pupils like lightning.
Around his altar, huge explosions continued to occur in the void, and solar flames splashed everywhere.
After Him, Yangluo, a strange god with a human face and a spider body, also flew over.
Yang Luo's flawlessly beautiful and cold face showed a gloating look, and she said in a mocking tone: "Sir Zimo, Youkui is a middle-level god of your ghost clan and one of your most capable subordinates."
"And was he really killed by Pang Jian with just one sword?"
"Are the gods of your ghost tribe so weak now?"
From the moment she chose to be loyal to that master, Yang Luo no longer had much awe for Zi Mo.
This time, the reason why he responded to Zi Mo and He Motian was entirely because he was personally interested in Pang Jian.
"Not long ago, in the strange fog below, Pang Jian was severely injured by me and could only escape using the secret method of the Realm God's artifact."
Yang Luo's lips curled up into a proud smile, "It hasn't been that long, how come he killed You Kui and escaped from the stars above? Tsk tsk!"
What he meant was simply that Youkui was too weak and the ghost gods were not powerful enough.
The handsome sun god looked at Him in surprise.
It seemed that he had not thought that he, a mere middle-level god, had the courage to tease the supreme being of the ghost clan.
In the muddy soul tide, Zi Mo's soul breath stirred up a storm, and slowly condensed into a phantom.
"Yangluo, that person's true body is not here. His body condensed in Purgatory cannot maintain contact with his true body outside the sky because of the union of Li Zhaotian and Tianjin."
"That is to say, if I wanted to kill you, He wouldn't know about it at first, and even if He knew about it, He wouldn't be able to catch up with me."
"He has many gods under his command, and there are countless mid-level gods like you. Do you think He will provoke an all-out war between the Celestial Clan and our Ghost Clan just because of you, Yangluo?"
The purple ink shadow said calmly.
As soon as these words came out, the smile on Yangluo's face disappeared immediately.
"Don't come and provoke you. I'm not in a good mood right now." Zi Mo snorted and said, "My real body is on the way. I hope you can go down as soon as possible and confirm his whereabouts in the strange fog."
"You all know the location of Purgatory. I think, as long as we wait near Purgatory, he should show up."
As the Supreme God of the Ghost Clan was speaking, more gods came one after another.
"In Pang Jian's hands, there are two divine weapons containing thunder. Pay attention to them."
Zi Mo looked at the Sun God and Yang Luo again.
The two middle-level gods thought about it, and without saying a word, they plunged into the vast sea of fog one after another.
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Purgatory, the fifth realm.
The first continent.
Li Yuqing, who is a member of the Shadow Clan, has a petite and slender figure, and her aura exudes a cold and gloomy feeling.
Her appearance, her aura, and the foul strange power surging from her body are consistent with those of the Shadow Clan women from the fifth realm.
Compared to Pang Jian, who is from the Yao clan, she looks more like an alien from the fifth realm.
She went to Guangming City, which belonged to the Celestial Clan, to buy information from the remaining Celestial Clan warriors and learned that not long ago a young man from the Yao Clan flew into the sea of fog from the direction of Luoshen Mountain.
"Entered the strange fog sea?"
She was ordered to find Pang Jian and tell Pang Jian that King Li, Zhu Ji and the Ghost Mother were trapped below the fifth realm. She looked in the direction where Pang Jian went, and was a little undecided for a moment.
Pang Jian, transformed into a young man from the Yao clan, suddenly entered the sea of fog, which was enough to attract attention.
In addition, if she goes deeper into the sea of fog, it might have a counterproductive effect, making people more suspicious that something is wrong with Pang Jian.
Just when she decided to wait, she saw a beam of blazing flaming meteors, wrapped in a tall figure, breaking through the thick demonic clouds from above and falling.
Go straight to the strange fog where Pang Jian entered!
She was extremely certain that the tall figure in the flaming meteor was Qi Xu, the strongest level 10 warrior of the Yan clan.
"Pang Jian was exposed?"
Li Yuqing was confused.
She didn't know that Pang Jian's true body, which was hidden in the strange fog, "fished" out a stream of filthy essence from the darkness, attracting the attention of many powerful alien races.
She took it for granted that Qi Xu came over and locked onto the strange fog because he must have known that Pang Jian was hiding inside.
what to do
A level 10 strongest member of the Yan clan went deep into the strange fog to hunt down Pang Jian. Should she join in to help
Pang Jian's true body is in the immortal realm. That soul that possesses the fighting power of a true god is not in purgatory at the moment.
With her strength and Pang Jian's strength, if they work together in the strange fog, is it possible to deal with Qi Xu of the Yan clan
"Senior Li, who is in the Immortal Realm, once fought a battle with Li Bai and there was no clear winner. Now, I have also been promoted to the Immortal Realm, and I have a helper named Pang Jian."
"If we join forces, we should be able to fight!"
Li Yuqing concealed his breath and did not use the "Sky-Splitting Sword". He wrapped his body with the Tianbao Li family's secret treasure, the divine robe, and flew towards the strange sea of fog.
…
"Another one."
On top of the magnificent palace in Guangming City, an old man from the Celestial Clan with ninth-level bloodline stared at the sea of fog with astonishment on his face.
A young and powerful Yao clan warrior, after taking in a stream of filthy essence, shrank into the sea of fog.
Lord Qi Xu of the Yan Clan, after returning from the upper realm, went directly into the sea of fog.
Now, another Shadow Clan warrior of unknown bloodline level also rushed towards the sea of fog.
He felt something was wrong, so he started reporting the news to his superiors to handle it.
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(End of this chapter)