The dizzy Pang Jian kept shaking with the Black Iron Mountain.
But the soles of his feet were always close to Hei Iron Mountain and were not thrown away by the turmoil of the mountain.
Looking at Dong Tianze's back, which was also swaying violently in the thick smoke, Pang Jian asked again: "Why did I break in?"
Dong Tianze was striving to control Hei Iron Mountain with his own spiritual power and spiritual consciousness.
Hearing this, he did not turn around, but was silent for a moment before saying, "In that unknown piece of land, the person who helped him kill the wandering cultivator, wouldn't he deny me?"
Pang Jian was silent.
The two of them asked a question each, but neither answered the wrong party's question.
I don't know how long it took.
With the violent shock of Hei Iron Mountain, they suddenly broke into the other world as if from one place of time and space.
The Black Iron Mountain, which disappeared from the sword boat, is presented again!
"Pang Jian!"
Zhuang Yuyan and Qi Qingsong were excited.
The reappearance of Hei Iron Mountain and the intactness of Pang Jian and Dong Tianze made the two people so angry.
"Yongtao is coming..."
The one who dismissed several figures as one and pretended to be Luo Yuan was obviously stunned.
He waved the spiritual sword and first broke the blue dream sea woven by Qi Qingsong, stabilizing his mind.
"call!"
He teleported away from Zhuang Yuyan's attack.
He suddenly landed outside the sword boat, and his body was surrounded by a thunder, ice and snow storm, like a god who was in charge of the two mysteries of the Heavenly Way.
He frowned, his eyes swept over Pang Jian, Dong Tianze, Zhuang Yuyan and Qi Qingsong, as if he was seriously considering the way to break the situation.
『Senior Sister Zhu, Qi Qingsong, are we okay?"
Pang Jian shouted lightly.
"fine."
Zhuang Yuyan smiled and shook her head.
On the left and right sides, two spiritual swords, one long and one short, turned into Suzaku and Qilin.
A blazing and burning flames spread out behind her, and Zhuque and Qilin crouched in the flame world, staring at the impostor floating away from the sword boat.
"call!"
On Zhuang Yuyan's forehead, a burning little man with flames appeared, which made her soul appear.
Understanding the Great Way of Fire and having been promoted to the realm of concentration, she connected the world of flames that evolved from two spiritual swords behind her back, causing the man's eyebrows and hair to burn off.
"He's fine, either."
Seeing that Pang Jian was anxious, he did not call him Senior Brother Qi, but instead called him his real name, Qi Qingsong smiled happily.
He knew that it was because Pang Jian recognized him that he was no longer so unfamiliar at the critical moment of request.
"This person is vicious and has a bad stomach. Let's be careful."
Qi Qingsong smiled and reminded.
Pang Jian was surprised.
He thought Qi Qingsong and Zhuang Yuyan were in a precarious situation, and he thought that the two must be in a bad state.
After all, the momentum of the man killing Lu Lingchan was too scary and seemed extremely relaxed.
He was afraid that the two of them would not be able to stop them, so he returned anxiously, but he did not expect that their expressions would be quite relaxed.
"Pang Jian, this person is not as powerful as they imagined!"
Zhuang Yuyan's face was flushed, her bright eyes shone with a blazing flame, and she snorted: "Lu Lingchan died so quickly, should the Ascension Flute be defeated by him? Or, he knows how to crack the Ascension Flute created by the Ascension Flute!"
"Pang Jian, he doesn't deny the realm of concentration at all. Just like them, he will deny the realm of cave mystery!"
Qi Qingsong interrupted.
At this time, there was the wrong senior sister and brother in Jianzhou, and Fang Boxuan had long disappeared.
The two of them stood firm in Jianzhou and fought with the impostor together. Only then did they realize that the man was talking nonsense and was not promoted to concentrate at all.
When they fought eastward and each exerted their full strength, they realized that the man was far less powerful than he said.
"He comes from Dongtu in the first realm, the man from the Kingdom of the God of Fuhaotian."
Dong Tianze revealed the identity of the man, his eyes were cold and fierce: "He used his thunder leg section to kill the Black Valley Lu Lingchan, and said that he would give them a stick of incense to consider it, and that would be no more than a fat child. His real purpose,
If you don’t want them to concentrate their strength, he wants to break through one by one.”
"Well, Pang Jian was sent away by the whirlpool, and I followed him and should hit him in Donghuai." Qi Qingsong nodded slightly and replied: "The departure of Zhao Yuanqi and Zhou Qingchen must be no longer what he would like to see."
.”
The man smiled and clapped his legs and said, "It's not bad, we're smart."
When he shut up, his burning hair and eyebrows reappeared due to the rich vitality.
"Shih!"
He tore the black clothes outside apart and threw them away with his legs, revealing his close-fitting golden armor.
The bright golden light shone out from the pieces of armor, and the golden armor was as smooth as a mirror.
"Crack!"
His bones made a crisp sound, his body twisted, and he turned into a handsome man with a slender figure and slightly thin appearance.
His eyebrows were slender and his eyes were narrow and narrow, with a feminine and melancholy noble spirit, like a young man who grew up with a golden spoon in his mouth, never knowing the sufferings of the world.
"Haotian Divine Kingdom, Li Yuanchen, I have seen you all."
He greeted with a polite smile.
At this moment, he was wrapped in golden armor and a huge silver hammer was wrapped in lightning, and he was holding it with his right leg.
As for the spiritual sword that conceals his identity, he would not have thrown away with his legs.
"call!"
A square seal of cold air was like a small crystal glacier, falling on the palm of his left leg.
He was already handsome, wearing golden armor, with a silver hammer on his right leg and a floating ice mark on his left leg.
It is truly imposing, like a god among immortals.
"They entered the strange fog first, and they planned to go to the forbidden world to play, but they didn't expect..."
Li Yuanchen sighed lightly and showed a sad expression: "Except for him, hundreds of people in a boat gave up their hope and died one by one in front of him."
"They have all experienced it. He watched them kill each other and vent their evil desires, and the order of their ship collapsed even worse."
"Suspect, the hatred of the early years, in the boat filled with despair, countless evil things broke out."
He shook his head, as if he didn't want to think back to the past.
"Forget it, now that things have come to this point, our identity has been exposed, so it is really a bit difficult for us..."
He stretched out his legs and gently pulled it, and the gray-green whirlpool that Pang Jian and Dong Tianze flew out suddenly gave him a glimpse.
The vortex immediately left the sword boat and flew towards the vast and boundless fog.
He fell into the vortex and waved his legs and said, "Say goodbye to us, wish us all the best, and may we escape from here."
The whirlpool that kept surging, as if he was another magical weapon, took him to fly away in the vast mist.
When he saw that things were not done, he felt that he could not handle the four people in Jianzhou. Then Li Yuanchen left decisively and did not stay for a moment.
"I will kill the people from the Sword Tower. I will never leave any gods I come from!"
Qi Qingsong chased after him with his sword.
"We are not chasing him."
Li Yuanchen turned his head and looked, with a smile on his lips, and said, "We are more annoyed than Jiao, and it's too thorny to get together to deal with it. So... haha! He goes to kill those who escape first!"
The gray-green vortex suddenly accelerated, as if it merged into the vast fog, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Pang Jian was shocked. He suddenly inspired the talent of the black tortoise shell and chased towards the vortex that was moving away.
"Swoosh!"
When Qi Qingsong saw the loss of the vortex and was forced to stop halfway, Pang Jian flashed past his head.
"Pang Jian!"
Qi Qingsong, Zhuang Yuyan, Qi Qingsong screamed in dismay.
"Why would he ask for help from Zhou Qingchen!"
Qi Qingsong reacted.
"He can no longer see him!"
Zhuang Yuyan, who was walking in the sword boat, knew something was wrong and rushed to search for her.
However, in the most mysterious fog between heaven and earth, how easy is to find someone?
When Dong Tianze drove the Hei Iron Mountain and flew to Qi Qingsong, he was also stopped by Qi Qingsong from the east.
"I'd like to find Pang Jian, it's best for everyone to gather together to find it. Once they scatter, not only will they not be able to find Pang Jian, but they will not be able to come back." Qi Qingsong said seriously.
When people are in the fog, everyone can see people and things in the range of fifty feet with their eyesight. Because the length of the sword boat is the same, there is no restriction on everyone's vision in the sword boat.
But once it is further away and more than a hundred feet away, it is difficult to see the wrong signs.
The spiritual consciousness is useless, and it perceives the influence of the roasted fennel fog. There is no sense of direction in the strange fog. Just ask for separation and may be difficult to meet again.
"He's looking for it with me."
Zhuang Yuyan floated away.
She left a long sword in the sword boat, holding a short sword in her legs, and said, "Why is the wrong mother-child sword? There is a sense between the two swords. He left a mother-sword in the sword boat, and after they left,
You can come here by Zijian.”
"That's more appropriate!"
Qi Qingsong said.
...
In the vast mist.
"Pang Jian, I'm not chasing him."
Li Yuanchen's chuckle came from afar, as if guiding Pang Jian to know his location.
"He will kill those who leave the sword boat one by one. They will not sharpen the whetstones of the realm. Only when he solves them will he be promoted to the realm of concentration."
"When his soul condenses, he will return to the sword boat we ride and get rid of Yu Dongzhe."
Li Yuanchen said his plan unscrupulously.
But the gray-green vortex, with his voice, gradually disappeared.
After a moment, Pang Jian was lost again.
When he realized something was wrong, he suddenly noticed whether there was a grey and fog in all directions.
At that time, he lost his sense of direction and it was too late to turn back.
There was not a single person around him, floating in the hazy mist, feeling the world was empty and silent.
It seemed that Dongta was the only one left in the whole world.
The endless sense of loneliness gradually filled his heart and made him feel the ultimate loneliness.
And he had realized that feeling more than once.
In the east of Ice Rock City, in that broken altar, when absorbing the power of extreme cold to communicate with the Ice Demon.
When you don't wear the gate of Purgatory and enter the bronze box.
——It all made him feel similar.
Is that the case? He can adapt to the terrible sense of loneliness more than ordinary people and can think calmly.
what to do?
Unwilling to give up, he used the power of qi and blood outside his body again and again to inspire the black tortoise shell to float away from the strange fog, trying to find the person who left the sword boat.
But after wandering for a long time, there has been no change in the space and environment he is in.
In the everlasting mist, there was no one he wanted to show up, but the power was consumed by Pinghong.
"That won't work."
Pang Jian frowned and stopped.
He continued to think hard.
I don’t know how long this has passed, and the long and endless sense of loneliness has not infringed and eroded his will. He is trying hard to make mistakes.
"laugh!"
Suddenly, a golden bee worm flew out from the "Purgatory Gate" in his chest.