In the sea of fog, a world god tablet roared like lightning.
Firethorn, the boundary god from the Yan clan, stood on top of the boundary god card and looked around calmly.
Thousands of golden dots of light quietly flew out from the center of Pyracantha's eyebrows, flashing a few times in the mist like birds and swallows, and then disappeared.
"Fuya."
Pang Jian, who was possessed by Pyracantha, remained vigilant.
He knew that the place where his soul had lost contact should be somewhere in the nearby sea of fog.
At this moment, the powerful ones who besieged his soul were only high-level gods such as Mou Qi.
He is just a high-level god, but with the magic robe in his hand, the thunder pool, and his powerful divine body that is still being tempered, he now has great confidence that he can win.
Sudden!
"Pyracantha!"
A majestic and huge god sank from the thick fog above and suddenly appeared before his eyes.
"I received the message you sent. I heard that you intend to convert to Luoshen?"
The god who suddenly appeared was actually Pang Jian’s old friend, the God of Fire Yanlie!
On the surface of His body, there were veins like flaming juice, and fire spirits seemed to be gestating inside.
A boiling volcano, spewing flames, stood in the sea of fog behind Him.
The raging flames poured down, sprinkling on His tall and majestic body, nourishing His flesh, blood, and soul.
Compared to inside Purgatory, the divine aura and power released from Yan Lie at this moment are many times stronger!
In the fiery land of purgatory, even if all the fire energy and water inside were collected by Yan Lie, this high-ranking god could not recover the combat power of his prime.
However, not long after he escaped from purgatory, he regained his peak combat power with the help of Luoshen!
He stood in the mist, and His divine domain of fire naturally spread outward, continuously extending outward.
The mist hissed, and the corrosion it caused to Him was almost negligible.
A high-level god like him can linger in the depths of the fog sea for a long time. Apart from being unable to draw power from the flaming stars and replenish combat power in time, other impacts are not significant.
"Flame..."
Pang Jian, who possessed the body of Pyracantha, felt the heat coming towards him and thought to himself, what a coincidence.
"Lord Yanlie, recently a high-ranking god from the spirit race has appeared near our Fire Prison. Have you received any news?"
Suppressing his anxiety, Pang Jian restrained his breath and communicated with Yan Lie with his body of Firethorn: "My lord, the inherent laws of the prison world are being broken, and the external gods will be able to enter one after another."
"It's the same with Hades and Purgatory, and it's the same with Hellfire."
"In the Fire Hell, everyone is from the Yan Clan like me, and you are also from the Yan Clan."
"The high-ranking gods of the Eldar are active near our Inferno Prison, and they may be planning to capture it. I came out this time to find out the Eldar's intentions."
Pang Jian was talking nonsense while searching for the message between him and Yanlie in Pyracantha's memory.
"Eldar? High-ranking gods?"
"Mou Qi?"
Yan Lie snorted and said, "I'll help you look for it. Pyracantha, since you are also a Yan clan spirit, I can help you introduce it."
"only… "
Yan Lie frowned and said, "Your god level is too low. If you don't have anything special, it will be difficult to get the favor of the adults. In recent years, the gods that the adults are willing to accept are almost all high-level gods."
"I will try my best." Pang Jian said.
At this moment, a bit of his divine consciousness flew in the sea of fog for a long time, and finally he saw the quietly flowing "River of Wisdom" and the battle scene surrounded by the river.
In the center of the "River of Wisdom" that is connected like a snake's head and tail, the fog has been cleared away without a trace left.
The three gods, Mouqi, Cangfeng and Muya, are working together to besiege his soul.
Separated by the "River of Wisdom", the divine consciousness from Pang Jian's original body was unable to resonate with the primordial spirit.
"Lord Yanlie, I saw the high-ranking god of the spirit race!"
"Pyracantha" controlled the World God Card and flew away at an extremely fast speed.
…
Another point of Pang Jian's divine consciousness saw that the broken pieces of land that were split apart by the Stone Eater were bound by hemp rope-like flowing light and were piled up again piece by piece.
Further away, there was new broken land, which seemed to have hit an invisible barrier as it flew past.
As soon as the broken ground stopped, blue-black hemp ropes flowed, entangled the broken ground and pulled it to the broken body of the Stone Eater.
…
With the sea of fog nearby.
"I told you, the master you followed before didn't have the ability to push you to level thirteen."
"But I can."
Blue-black shadows moved through the sea of fog like ghosts, searching for the small Stone Eater.
Each divine shadow is a soul separated from Fuya.
“Huh.”
One of the blue-black divine figures noticed a hint of golden light.
“Whoosh!”
This divine shadow suddenly materialized and turned into a woman with a peaceful smile between her brows. She had a gentle and generous temperament, and was wearing a loose blue-black robe, with exquisite facial features.
He stretched out his fair jade hand and gently pointed at the golden light.
Under His divine power, the golden light was analyzed to reveal its true meaning and transformed into an illusory golden bee.
"Hell Soul Bee, golden."
The woman smiled sweetly, and in the depths of her clear eyes, she reflected the scene of Pang Jian's soul being targeted by Mou Qi.
In the picture, Mou Qi was spinning the magic ball, which was pulling the soul line that Pang Jian used to sense the outside world.
"wrong."
He shook his head slightly and said confidently, "If it weren't for the consciousness released by this soul, no trace of his consciousness could escape from the 'River of Wisdom' I created."
"As long as I touch it, I can feel it."
"so… "
The woman laughed happily, "So this trip kills two birds with one stone. In addition to his soul, even his body is involved."
“Very good!”
The materialized woman suddenly disappeared.
The golden light spot that he traced back to its origin disappeared silently, and Pang Jian was completely unaware of it.
…
"Pang Jian!"
In the sea of fog outside the "River of Wisdom", Yanlie, who was brought by "Pyracantha", reacted even more violently when he saw the familiar colorful body than when he saw Mou Qi.
"How dare you come out of Purgatory!"
Yan Lie, who was forced out of the purgatory, had his eyes instantly turned red.
A divine armor sputtering with flames and a long red sword like a branding iron immediately appeared on Yanlie's body and in his hands.
"Yanlie! Don't cross the river of wisdom!"
Cang Feng roared and shouted, "Pang Jian is the prey chosen by our master, don't come and ruin our master's business!"
Mu Qi's face darkened, and he turned to look at Yan Lie, the burning armor. Feeling the rolling heat, he cursed, "Yan Lie, our master is nearby, don't be so ungrateful!"
"Yanlie! Get back!"
…
(End of this chapter)