Pang Jian had the Broken Star Umbrella suspended above his head, walking eastward as if no one else was around, looking indifferently at the people in front of him.
The killing gun was placed within reach of his legs.
When many casual cultivators in the Concentration Realm were fighting against level 6 aliens and ferocious beasts, he suddenly appeared, but showed no intention of participating in the battle.
He also naturally attracted everyone's attention.
"Whoa! Whoa!"
There was bright light from the stars and the moon, hanging down from the edge of the suspended broken star umbrella, surrounding Pang Jian's body.
"Cao Mang, Jiuyuan, Lou Yunming, Mrs. Hua..."
His cold eyes, like cold knives, patrolled the tragic battlefield ahead.
The scenes that happened in the trading place were clearly replayed in his mind. He looked at the people in front of him as if he were looking at the dead bones.
At the same time, there is another high-altitude field of vision that allows him to see the details and overall situation of the battlefield more intuitively.
A dozen alien warriors, six-level ferocious beasts, and nearly twice the number of human beings in the Concentration Realm were fighting, and they were not limited to the open space on the top of the mountain.
Deep in the trading floor, there was also a Ningshen Realm Powder Modifier being chased by a ferocious beast, and his blood was spilled on the round table futon outside the venue.
On the smooth rocky mountain top, there were several seriously injured casual cultivators, struggling to resist the impact of the ferocious beasts.
There are also ice sculptures with their heads cut off, ghost apes that have been beaten to death, and demon scale warriors with their demon bones cracked, scattered all over the mountain top.
The strong smell of blood floated in the air, and the broken bones and exploded artifact fragments were mixed with the dirty blood and mutilated limbs, making the battlefield look extremely cruel.
"Jiu Yuan, Mrs. Hua, and Lou Yunming are all in the early stage of concentration. Wei Wenhan is in the middle stage of concentration."
"Cao Mang is also in the middle stage of Concentrating Soul Realm."
Pang Jian's inquiring and cold eyes focused on one person, and he could see that person's level of cultivation at a glance.
In addition to the sea of mind and consciousness being a restricted area for the gods, all the high-level human cultivators present, including the incoming alien races and ferocious beasts, the strength of their external spiritual power and dirty powers, and the extent to which their bodies have been beaten...
It was all clear and distinct in his eyes.
He can see everything about the conditions outside the living body, the flow of spiritual power and blood.
Hedao Yuanmang, who is like a "demigod" in this world, may not be as good as everyone in front of him, but his insight and many other mysteries, Yuanji is superior to everyone.
"Cao Mang, who is in the middle stage of the Concentrating Soul Realm, has the blessing of the Tiangang Spirit Slaughter Array, and his combat power is comparable to that of the late stage of the Condensing Spirit Realm. No wonder he dares to be so arrogant."
Pang Jian snorted secretly.
In the tragic battlefield, the fighting between the Concentrated Soul Realm Overhaul and the foreign races has not stopped, and everyone is struggling to cope with the enemy in front of them.
The sudden appearance of Pang Jian and the strange behavior of carrying him away made everyone doubtful, but they didn't have time to come over and ask questions.
Loose cultivators like Lian Feng, knowing that his realm was low, felt that Bu Shen could not affect the situation of the war whether he participated in the war or not, so they did not say anything.
Those who disliked him, such as Jiu Yuan, Lou Yunming, Cao Mang, etc., did not care to pay him wrongly at that time.
As a result, he became the only one who remained aloof from the chaos and fighting on the mountaintop battlefield.
"He will kill whoever dares to come first. The Bu'an people are not aliens."
Maintaining the mysterious connection with the black turtle, Pang Jian used his mind to spy on it.
Suddenly, he discovered that the black turtle hidden deep in the broken ground of Dongfang Trumpet was actually comparable in size to the one on the island in the middle of the lake!
The Black Turtle, fed by the flesh and blood of many high-level ferocious beasts, only showed its huge beast body when it began to intercept the Didong spiritual veins.
Pang Jian suddenly realized that unknowingly, it had grown to the exaggerated level of the island in the middle of the lake.
"Boom! Boom!"
The mountain peaks were shaking like Ming Dynasty, cracks appeared in the mountains, and huge rocks rolled down one after another.
Deep in the heart of Yuan Mang.
The spiritual veins, like ice-crystal snakes, unfurled from their "curled" state. A section of the icy veins was pulled by the power of the black turtle and headed towards the small ground where Dongfang and Yuan Mang were attached.
Pang Jian knew it well until the underground spiritual vein actually moved from Yuanmang to the broken ground where Xuangui was.
In Yuanmang, the mountains will collapse and the earth will be torn apart. I am afraid that some of the nine peaks will collapse.
The famous Broken Land, which is famous in the third world, will become desolate and deserted from now on. It will no longer have the rich aura of heaven and earth, and it will no longer become a trading holy place that casual cultivators flock to.
"If I dare to capture his people, he will destroy my world."
Pang Jian snorted secretly.
While he was maliciously observing the overall situation quietly, he was waiting for the first person to beg for death.
"call!"
A familiar high-level spiritual evil floated out of the void behind him and suddenly rushed towards him.
"Lingyun Sanren!"
Pang Jian's eyebrows moved.
There is a connection between the spirit demon refined by Luo Hongyan and the iron pot with a black crow currently floating in Lou Yunming's leg. It seems that Lou Yunming secretly released it at a glance.
This also explains whether a batch of those spirit evil spirits that Cao Mang gathered back then should be sent to Lou Yunming.
"It's up to me."
Pang Jian immediately stared at the Yinling Temple elder who was fighting the sixth-level ice sculpture.
He suddenly stood up, held the handle of the Broken Star Umbrella with his left leg, and turned it gently.
"call out!"
An extremely cold red rainbow shot out from an umbrella frame, instantly penetrating the clouds floating from behind him.
"puff!"
The spirit of that high-level spirit evil spirit was instantly destroyed by the extreme cold force, but it was unable to cause any harm to Pang Jian.
"How dare a vicious spirit from the Dongxuan Realm seek his death?"
Pang Jian had a cold face and shouted softly: "Lou Yunming!"
Lou Yunming was surprised when his name was called.
The elder of Yinling Temple, who was holding a black crow pot on his leg, had been observing Pang Jian with the spirit evil spirit. He did not expect that the spiritual evil spirit Lingyun died so quickly and completely.
When Pang Jian called out his name, Lou Yunming knew that Yu Sha's behavior was exposed, so he said gloomily: "He is here."
"Wow!"
He raised a gray cloud and flew straight towards Pang Jian.
Behind him, the level six ice sculpture was in hot pursuit.
"As a member of the human race, since you have the courage to climb to the top of the mountain, you should kill the alien race with them!"
Lou Yunming had a cold look on his face. Before Pang Jian could say the second sentence, he took the lead in expressing his righteousness and scolded: "Thankfully I have the honor to wear Jianlou robes!"
He hated Pang Jian for revealing the relationship between Dong Tianze and Dark Ghost on Bingyan Island, which caused the Yinling Temple to almost take the blame.
If Yinling Temple Qiufu collapses, then the soil and foundation for its survival will also be gone.
"With the Broken Star Umbrella in my legs, I should fight hard to kill the enemy instead of just sitting back and watching!!"
With evil thoughts, Lou Yunming led the six-level ice sculpture to the Broken Star Umbrella where Pang Jian was standing.
He planned to use a six-level ice sculpture to kill people with a borrowed knife, and to kill Pang Jian with a ferocious beast without any bloodshed.
When the human race on the top of the mountain worked together to resist the aliens and ferocious beasts, he did not dare to openly fight in the nest, and he could not let the casual cultivators like Lian Feng tremble because of his mistake on Pang Jian's east leg.
He has his concerns.
But Pang Jian didn't.
"Xuangui, don't rush to swallow all the underground spiritual veins, leave some for him to use for strength."
Pang Jian sent a message in his heart.
Xuangui responded immediately.
Lou Yunming raised his gray cloud legs and held the black crow pot, causing the six-level ice sculpture to fly towards him. He was surrounded by a deep spiritual energy shield like a gray cloud, and suddenly it shattered with a "peng" sound.
"Whoa! Whoa!"
A bunch of brilliant spiritual lights intertwined and appeared, right next to the spiritual power shield that protected his body, wiping out his defense.
"Tiangang Spirit Slaughtering Formation!"
Lou Yunming screamed in shock.
He discovered that what tore apart his protective shield and shattered a "grey cloud" was the sudden sharpness of the place he passed!
They are buried underground on the top of the mountain, outlining the context of the "Tiangang Spirit Slaughter Array". They have always been under Cao Mang's control.
"Cao Mang! I..."
Lou Yunming, who was a little confused, couldn't help but look at Mr. Cao who was fighting Yu Gu in a bloody battle.
He had some doubts. Could it be that the "Tiangang Spirit Slaughtering Formation" suddenly started operating again, but Old Monster Cao didn't know it?
"call!"
Before Cao Mang could respond, and before Lou Yunming could react, a huge umbrella suddenly fell down as if it was begging to burst through the sky.
The sky was filled with stars, a bright full moon was shining brightly, and an icy pool of coal-dazzling cold mist filled the sky above Lou Yunming's head.
For a moment, he felt like he had escaped from the first peak of Yuanmang directly into the depths of the vast starry sky.
It wasn't until he looked at Pang Jian, who stepped on a silver spear and appeared in the vast galaxy above his head, that he realized something was wrong.
"Pang Jian!"
Lou Yunming was shocked.
When a person is in a small world within an umbrella, he feels oppressed by some kind of heavenly way and has his legs and feet restrained everywhere.
In his eyes, Pang Jian, who was approaching with a spear, was filled with the light of the stars and the moon, as if he were a god who dominated the small world in the umbrella, which made him feel a little frightened and uneasy.
"No him."
Pang Jian responded calmly, broke into the umbrella world with his spear, and used his spiritual power to move the umbrella handle.
The star-shattering umbrella suspended in the sky slowly rotates.
As if it was affecting the dazzling galaxy, many stars flew around, like countless meteors streaking across the umbrella surface, pulling out a magnificent and dazzling light.
A bright moon, like pupils that can penetrate people's hearts, reflects Lou Yunming's every move.
A circle of strange light waves falling eastward from the umbrella rib turned into a cage that separated the world from the outside, separating him and Lou Yunming from the outside world.
"Peng!"
The sixth-level ice sculpture on the outside was induced by Lou Yunming to fly towards it and hit the umbrella above the Broken Star Umbrella heavily.
"Wow!"
Infinite stars and moon can bloom, and the majestic force of the liquid ripples on the umbrella surface, rebounding to the bleeding wing bones of the ice sculpture.
Then the seriously injured ice sculpture suddenly let out a sharp and strange roar.
In the roar, the sixth-level ice sculpture flew away from the Broken Star Umbrella, and randomly found a casual cultivator in the Concentration Realm to launch an offensive.
"Lou Yunming is covered by the Broken Star Umbrella!"
"This umbrella is really being held by Pang Jian's child!"
"Damn it, did he ask for the wrong Lou Yunming's leg? Pang Jian, kid, do I know what I'm doing?"
"Is he crazy?"
The human cultivators who were fighting fiercely against the ferocious beasts of the alien race, who could still take a breath, noticed the strange movement at the top of the mountain.
They saw with their own eyes that the Broken Star Umbrella, which had been stretched bigger and bigger, suddenly fell from the sky.
Lou Yunming, who was running towards Pang Jian, was covered by the Broken Star Umbrella thrown by Pang Jian before he could reach Pang Jian.
The umbrella surface and the radiant light exuding from the umbrella's ribs suddenly became turbid, making it difficult for them to see the traces of the two people holding the umbrella. They wondered what the condition of Pang Jian and Lou Yunming was.