Immediately, golden rocs and thick black cannon fire collided with the sky and exploded into a blaze of light.
The blood-stained roc suddenly condensed into a drop of golden divine blood and returned to the bird's divine bones.
"Chi! Chi Chi!"
Within the red bones of Jingze, wisps of golden light and electricity swim, escaping into the golden divine blood, seeming to give new spiritual consciousness to every drop of divine blood.
Not long after, a new golden roc flapped its wings and continued to intercept the incoming cannon fodder.
In the east of the void, a black battleship with a different shape from the ships of Purgatory Heaven and Earth is there, with many members of the ghost clan standing there.
They were dressed luxuriously, and some of them were holding exquisite glassware, as if they were tasting fine wine, and looked extraordinary.
"How could the ghost tribe come here from the fifth realm?"
"Why are the battleships they hold so gorgeous? What's going on with those forts and those black spiritual crystals?"
The disciples of Tianshui Ze were shocked by the scene in front of them.
"Four pieces of earth? Oh my god, have they gone to the wrong place? There is only one piece of earth in the Forbidden Land. Why are there four of them?"
"Surrounded by thunder and lightning, sealed by ice, and filled with flames!"
"Where did those three pieces of earth come from?"
The people at Shanshui Lingzhou were in a panic.
The scene that suddenly appeared was completely different from what they had imagined, leaving them at a loss.
"Those ghost tribes are by no means the ghost tribes in their world. The ghost tribes he has come into contact with do not have that kind of graceful temperament." Wu Yuan took a deep breath and saw artillery fire aimed at Shanshui Lingzhou, and said: "旒
We are ready to fight, whether they are willing or not, they all want to fight to the death with the aliens."
"Another world?"
"Where did they end up?"
Amidst the strange screams of terror, Shanshui Lingzhou took advantage of the Tianpeng bird to attract most of the artillery fire, and took the opportunity to land on the piece of broken ground that looked normal.
"shoot!"
Deep in the jungle of the Forbidden Land, a cold command suddenly came out.
"Wow!"
A hundred-foot-tall eight-armed giant, half naked, suddenly appeared with his head raised.
With his eight muscular arms, he held a huge bow and arrows and fired continuously at the rapidly falling Shanshui Spirit Boat.
The arrows are like dazzling meteors, shooting towards the mountains, rivers and spiritual boats one by one.
The Shanshui Spirit Boat slowly falling to the east was hit by the light arrows of the eight-armed giant. The survivors of Tianshui Ze and Mo Sect were forced to fly out in advance before the Shan Shui Spirit Boat sank.
"Boom!"
The Shanshui Lingzhou crashed as soon as it landed.
"kill!"
Those alien warriors who wandered in the wilderness, chasing loose cultivators and children of aristocratic families, some rode in chariots, some rode on black feathers, and some rode red and silver Pegasus, rushing to the Tianshui Lake where the demons had landed.
People from Zong.
"The landscape boat in Tianshui Lake!"
"The Demonic Sect's banner!"
"There are many people from the desolate land of Beixu!"
"They were saved, they finally waited until reinforcements showed up!"
"..."
In the valley of the Forbidden Land, beside the stream, high in the east of the mountain, deep in the jungle.
The visitor from the purgatory world, who had been hiding in hiding and dealing with alien races, let out a cheer of surprise.
Some people were even so excited that they cried with joy.
"Bang!"
The moment Chen Lushi landed on the ground, she raised her head and looked up into the sky, her beautiful eyes shining brightly as she said, "In a desolate land, Fu Wangchen..."
From Jiang Chao's words, she already knew Fu Wangchen's identity, and she was supposed to be the one who guided Shanshui Lingzhou here, the peerless genius from the desolate realm of Beixu.
"You are truly extraordinary."
Chen Lushi praised appreciatively: "I arrived before them and endured the baptism of foreign cannon fodder. I can't say anything about my moral character."
Her favorable impression of Fu Wangchen doubled, but when she thought of Lu Lingchan from Black Valley, who seemed to have something to do with that heroic man under the arrangement of the Black Valley's master, she felt a little unhappy again.
"So what if the Valley Master passes it on personally? I may not be able to reach the Forbidden Land alive."
Chen Lushi snorted coldly in her heart.
"Fu Wangchen!"
"He is the Fu Wangchen of Beixu, the desolate land!"
"If he is here, they can go east alive!"
Loose cultivators, disciples of aristocratic families, and disciples of small sects in the second world were all cheering each other up.
At that time.
Fu Wangchen, who sacrificed an ancient god's Dharma to the sky, first used the powerful ancient god's Dharma to tear off a layer of "membrane" invisible to the naked eye on the bird's feathers and bones, just like tearing a veil.
Immediately, he stepped out of the bird's forehead and met a ghost warrior who was as skinny as a ghost.
"die!"
The strong man from the ghost clan holding the red and silver trident flashed his green eyes and silently recited the incantation in the language of the ghost clan.
A ghastly ghostly figure, covered with hazy smoke and about a hundred feet high, appeared in the void behind the man with his arms hanging down and his back hunched over.
There was a huge jet-black cloak, slowly condensed from smoke and clouds, wrapping His figure.
——This is the soul projection of a foreign god.
He lowered his head to the east, looking at the small and powerful ghost clan as if he were looking at his believers.
"Purgatory..."
He muttered something unclear, then suddenly stared at the Dharma form of the Ancient God Qingtian that was condensed by Fu Wangchen using a secret method, and said: "The Dharma form left behind by the fallen true god."
He looked at the huge bird again and said: "The sacred bones of the ninth-level golden-winged roc."
"I have merit..."
The last sentence was said by the warrior from the Eastern Ghost Tribe.
He grabbed it eastward, and the red and silver trident he had given to the ghost warrior suddenly fell into his lap.
"call out!"
The red and silver trident suddenly magnified tens of millions of times and turned into a bolt of silver lightning, piercing the ancient divine dharma image offered by Fu Wangchen.
The lotus platform on which the Dharma minister was walking was burning with karma fire, flying straight towards the red and silver trident.
A certain ancient true god who had long passed away in the history of Beixu also stepped on the lotus platform and began to fight with the soul projection of the alien god.
at the same time.
"Peng!"
Where the birds' feathers and bones were, the buildings and palaces that were left standing suddenly collapsed and shattered.
Many practitioners in the desolate realm woke up from a deep and long-lasting coma. When they came out and saw the severe situation in front of them, they rode on the golden roc bird turned into blood without saying a word.
Riding birds, they rushed towards the jet-black warship that was spraying cannon fire, and started fighting with the ghost warriors on the side.
In the mist.
Pang Jian, who was watching the battle through the golden bees, described the battle in detail, saying: "Fu Wangchen is very powerful. A Dharma image he released is fighting fiercely with the image of a supernatural god that the ghost tribe believes in."
"The Shanshui Lingzhou crashed. The people from Tianshui Ze and the Demon Sect are fighting with the aliens in the wilderness."
"The people from the desolate land will wake up and ride on the golden roc to kill the aliens with the ghost warships."
"The fort made of black crystal will no longer spew out gunfire."
"..."
While speaking, the blood in Pang Jian's body seemed to be ignited little by little.
He licked the corners of his mouth, eyes flashing with excitement, and already held the silver spear in his leg.
"Little junior brother."
Zhuang Yuyan pursed her lips and smiled softly, and said: "I will bring Fu Wangchen, Wu Yuan, Jiang Chao and those guys over here before them. It is really a good idea."
"Well, otherwise the first wave of the fiercest artillery fire from the alien race will hit Jianzhou."
Qi Qingsong stood up.
He held the Lanmeng Sword and showed high fighting spirit: "Can the sword boat be destroyed like a mountain and water spirit boat? They need to rely on the sword boat here, and they will not need it when they go back."
"Are we really asking for death?" Fang Boxuan said timidly.
In the scene described by Pang Jian, there were images of foreign gods appearing, the ghost tribe was also extremely powerful, and there were a large number of alien warriors belonging to different ethnic groups.
In that situation, he felt that he should stay in the sword boat and not rush out of the mist.
Wouldn't it be better to wait until those people in the Desolate Realm, including Tianshuize and disciples of the Demon Sect, have separated themselves from the foreign races before deciding whether to enter or not?
"He wants to hunt gods, and he wants to condense real divine consciousness."
Qi Qingsong shouted.
"He also wants to see the ghost tribesmen in other worlds and see what amazing things they can do."
Zhuang Yuyan sharpened her fists and said loudly.
Disciples of Jianlou are not afraid of battles and are very experimental. Their sword intentions and techniques are all tempered in battles.
Knowing that there are many dangers ahead and knowing that there are soul images of foreign gods, they are not only afraid, but also eager to try.
Pang Jian also said: "In the Forbidden Land, people and alien beasts from the Purgatory world have no advantage at all. Foreign races can only rule the situation through foreign gods from foreign races."
"Are they just sitting there and watching? In the Desolate Realm and Tianshui Lake, all the people from the Demon Sect will probably be killed."
"When the time comes, they will have to face the foreign enemies from other worlds alone."
"Dong Tianze!"
Pang Jian shouted softly and said: "They left their sword boats in the mist, and they all used my black iron mountain to enter the forbidden land."
“Great idea!”
Qi Qingsong was the first to agree.
The sword boat is hidden in the mist. If they can't resist the alien attack, they have a good chance of turning back.
"good."
Dong Tianze moved the black iron mountain and moved out of the sword boat.
Pang Jian, Qi Qingsong, Zhuang Yuyan and Fang Boxuan fell towards Black Iron Mountain one after another.
When Zhou Qingchen was about to go there, Zhao Yuanqi stopped him and explained: "Everyone is concentrated in Black Iron Mountain. The target is too obvious, so it is better for them to spread out."
"Junior Brother Zhou, I'll be with him."
She untied the gourd, flew down, and moved towards Zhou Qingchen.
"That's fine."
Zhou Qingchen smiled apologetically at Pang Jian and flew on the gourd like her.
"torch."
Heitieshan and Hulu walked in tandem, heading towards their destination.
Not long after, they broke through the sea of gray fog and saw the strange space described by Pang Jian.
"boom!"
At dusk, shadows intertwined, divine light and fire flew across the void, and the tragic battlefield where lightning and spiritual light collided suddenly came into view.
"Sword Tower!"
Fu Wangchen, who was hovering over the remains of the golden-winged roc with bare legs and empty fists, turned around and noticed the sword orders on the waists of Pang Jian and others.
"Several of you, those alien races do not belong to purgatory, they..."
Fu Wangchen, who thought that Pang Jian and others were unaware of the situation, took control of the huge ancient god's dharma image and prepared to tell them about the dangerous situation in front of them.
"No need to say more!"
Zhuang Yuyan smiled and shook her head.
"Whoa! Whoa!"
Two spiritual swords, one long and one short, set off a blazing sea of fire and spread out in the void behind her.
"Chichi!"
There is a slender flame of ghost lightning that disappears outside the fire sea, quickly weaves and condenses, and turns into a red bird and a flaming unicorn with ancient aura.
"He helped me fight the soul projection of that alien god!"