Zhuang Yuyan is dignified, elegant and beautiful, with waterfall-like long hair.
She pointed her red finger at the alien god hovering in the sky and said: "Fire Movement."
A world of burning flames flew out from behind her, immediately facing the alien god with his arms hanging naturally, his back hunched over, and his whole body wrapped in a black cloak.
One after another, large wells spewing magma and flames emerged from the burning world.
The red bird crows and the fire unicorn roars.
Hundreds of blazing rivers of flame light seemed to be driven by two strange beasts, surrounding the images of alien gods in the outer world.
"Woo!"
Wrapped in the cloak of the projection of the alien god, there were thousands of strange creatures crying and howling, as if there were many people who believed in the alien god from different worlds and were in different worlds, blocking Zhuang Yuyan's burning flames.
"Ability gods are also like this."
Zhuang Yuyan smiled contemptuously.
Among the people present, she and Fu Wangchen were the ones who had successfully advanced to the Concentrated Spirit state in the mist.
Therefore, she consciously regarded the most powerful soul projection of the alien god as an obligation that she and Fu Wangchen must eradicate.
"Junior Brother, Junior Brother Qi, we are going to the boat to kill other ghosts!"
Zhuang Yuyan ordered.
"Okay!"
Qi Qingsong is throwing the Blue Dream Sword at Black Iron Mountain.
A blue dreamy deep sea slowly emerged in the void of the Forbidden Land. All those who stared at the dreamy deep sea had their eyes blurred for a moment.
Looking at the beautiful deep sea, their souls sank.
If you are a foreigner, you must be able to sleep and dream normally. When you look at the dreamy deep sea, you will be affected by Qi Qingsong's sword intention.
Especially those ghosts who are proficient in soul magic, they were affected even more deeply. Just taking a look, they recalled the most terrifying nightmare they had ever had in their lives.
His wife and children died tragically, his family was ruined, his parents were seriously ill and dying, and his bloodline was exhausted...
Ghost warriors from another world, those whose minds are not firm, will lose control of their minds with a dull groan.
Then, he was caught by the wrong leg in the desolate environment before him and killed him.
"Bang!"
Pang Jian escaped from the Black Iron Mountain and landed on the ground where there were corpses everywhere. He first assassinated a fifth-level ghost warrior with one shot.
"Ghost clan..."
With a sudden thought, he went over to hold the ghost warrior's skull and put his palm against the Tianling Cap.
Soon, a ball of "soul fire" floated out.
After thinking about it, he took out the black crow pot that he wanted to give to Luo Hongyan and collected the "soul fire" of the ghost warrior.
"It's wrong that he is useless, but Brother Zhou can condense more consciousness with the ghost soul fire and quickly reach the limit of his consciousness."
Pang Jian rushed towards another ghost warrior in the east.
"Ghost clan!"
The black iron mountain fell towards the ghost tribe's black battleship hovering in mid-air. Dong Tianze and Fang Boxuan also joined the ranks of besieging and killing the ghost tribe.
"Sword Tower!"
In the wilderness, Chen Lushi shouted excitedly.
The dazzling ribbons she was waving were like the legs of an octopus, and she was fighting with several alien warriors carrying the hard shells of giant beetles.
Those first-born tentacles were all alien warriors with huge natural back armor. Their skin and flesh were so thick that they were not affected by her spiritual illusion at all, which made her miserable.
Several Tianshuize disciples around her had turned into corpses under the attack of those strange-looking foreign warriors.
At this moment, the people coming from the Desolate Realm were all on the main battleship of the ghost tribe. Fu Wangchen could not even intercept the image of the alien god summoned by the strongest ghost warrior in the sky with his own strength.
In that situation, she suddenly saw someone from the Sword Tower sect emerging from the mist. Chen Lushi rushed over and waved her jade arms to ask for help: "Over there, come to them to help them fight!"
"Demon Heart Sect, Chen Lushi..."
Zhao Yuanqi, who was stepping on the gourd, glanced at her coldly in mid-air and said, "It's just that woman who stirred up the Gang Feng, causing him to waste nearly a thousand spiritual jade."
A huge red gourd with brilliant rays of light flew towards a woman in Tianshuize in the burgundy sunset.
Zhao Yuanqi unscrewed the gag and turned towards several attacking aliens crawling on the ground with human heads and scorpion bodies.
Nine rays of rays of light shot out in a row, and the bodies of the aliens with human heads and scorpion bodies were stung like a hornet's nest by the divine brilliance she released.
Lu Xiangyi from Tianshui Ze was able to get out of trouble smoothly and rushed to express her gratitude.
"You're welcome. We all come from the world of purgatory, so we should help each other."
Zhao Yuanqi ordered the gourd to come closer, went to pick up Lu Xiangyi, and then asked the nearby disciples of Tianshui Ze to rescue her.
A quarter of an hour later.
Liquid Yi had a warrior from the Six Wei clan, who was beheaded by Pang Jian to the east of the killing spear. Six balls of soul fire also gathered in the black crow pot.
"That should be enough."
After muttering something, he looked at the broken remains of the Shanshui Lingzhou.
There, Wu Yuan, a man with thick eyebrows and big eyes and a calm personality, controlled twelve huge rocks and crushed the alien warriors who dared to approach one by one.
The surfaces of the rocks of different sizes were not slippery, and were now stained with colorful alien blood.
The blood-stained rocks looked like brightly colored meteorites as they swayed in mid-air.
"Boom! Bang bang!"
One after another, the foreign warriors were smashed to pieces by those huge rocks, and their eyes looked at him with fear.
Wu Yuan looked focused and had no emotion on his face. Killing level five aliens was like killing chickens and dogs.
Passing through the treacherous fog at high altitude, a golden bee noticed the powerful Pang Jian and summoned wisps of golden god-etched tellurium eyes.
His eyes instantly turned golden.
However, he saw dozens of demon sects and living dead from Tianshui Ze scattered around the broken wreckage, with wisps of green smoke escaping into the seven holes.
Green smoke clouds came from the high altitude of the Forbidden Land, the projection of the soul of the alien god wrapped in a pitch black cloak.
It seems that... there is a thread in the cloak.
"Similar to the green ants released by the clairvoyants, they can gnaw at their thoughts and dominate and enslave their bodies."
Pang Jian realized something and quietly approached.
"He doesn't need support there!"
Wu Yuan frowned. He looked at Pang Jian who came with a gun unhappily and said coldly: "He can deal with all the aliens in front of him. I'll go elsewhere."
Pang Jian stopped, and then said: "Please, I will kill those living dead myself, please let him do it."
In Tianshui Ze, who is like a walking corpse, the disciples of the Demon Lord are clearly out of the mist, but are they able to wake up?
Moreover, they did not mechanically and numbly hold the spiritual jade to draw strength, but still presented the bright-colored Gangshield.
After leaving the mist, the protective shield no longer needs to be maintained permanently, but they obviously don't know that.
"What's good about them?"
Wu Yuan said cautiously.
"The evil power of foreign gods took the opportunity to infect their souls. He saw something getting in." Pang Jian replied, and then said: "If they can't be killed in time, they will be worse than those who were killed by me."
Dead aliens are very difficult to pay by mistake."
"Am I sure?"
"Sure."
"good."
Wu Yuan, who practices the "Magic Stone Art" of the Heavenly Demon Sect, has a heart as hard as stone and has no emotional bonds, and immediately uses the magic stone he has chosen from thousands of people.
Twelve huge rocks, like meteorites falling from the sky, quickly killed the walking dead.
"Bang! Bang bang!"
Dozens of living dead were killed when their skulls and body bones were smashed by the magic stone that fell and then flew up.
Pang Jian was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect this person to be so decisive and kill him at will.
"laugh!"
He released the golden consciousness in his eyes, trying to enter the mind of the deceased and gather the remaining divine consciousness of Coco.
However, he discovered that there was a weak divine consciousness that quickly disappeared from the body of the corpse and toward the earth.
He immediately looked into the air.
The foreign god, wrapped in a jet black cloak and holding a red and silver trident, also looked at him with a pair of gloomy eyes like a huge green lantern.
Before he could exert any force, the third eye on Fu Wangchen's forehead opened, and a brilliant divine light disrupted his perception.
Not even at that moment.
Pang Jian clearly felt that the third eye that appeared on Fu Wangchen's forehead was all condensed by divine consciousness containing divine consciousness!
The peerless genius in the desolate realm, the soul condensed in the sea of consciousness, has the same shape as himself.
But the eyes of the soul are not the collection of divine consciousness!
Pang Jian didn't know that many parts of Fu Wangchen's soul that existed deep in the sea of consciousness were cast with special spiritual consciousness, so it was certain that the eyes must be like this.
"As soon as the divine eye is opened, there is such power and wonder in the head, torso, legs and arms, and in the heart. If there is enough special consciousness to condense all parts of the divine soul, then such a divine soul..."
Pang Jian suddenly saw the target direction.
He decided to collect as much divine consciousness as possible before condensing his soul, and condense more golden consciousness in the sea of consciousness.
He asked for his soul, and after it was successfully cast, his whole body would be filled with golden light!
"Wu Yuan! What am I doing?!"
Five hundred feet away, Jiang Chao from Tianshui Lake turned his head and shouted angrily.
Although most of the living dead who died were members of the Fei Mo Sect, there were also some disciples of Tian Shuize.
Jiang Chao was counting on those people to wake up after entering the Forbidden Land.
Unexpectedly, all of them were killed by Wu Yuan in the blink of an eye.
"He said that those living dead have been infected by foreign gods."
Wu Yuan pointed at Pang Jian who turned around and left.
"I believe whatever he says? Wu Yuan, is there something wrong with my brain? Dozens of people were all killed by me just because of his words!"
"After they wake up, they will not be able to fight immediately and have the power to compete with foreign races!"
"Wu Yuan, can I use my brain when doing things?"
"Very..."
"Pang Jian, right? Why do I think that they will never wake up and will be infected by the power of the alien god?"
Jiang Chao said angrily.
"Whoosh!"
Pang Jian flew to a stream, grabbed another living dead from Tianshui Ze who was thrown far away, and threw it towards Jiang Chao with all his strength.
"I will put that person aside and see if he wakes up."
"Plop!"
A slightly plump man from Tianshuize fell into the stream beside Jiang Chao.
As a member of Tianshui Ze, Jiang Chao, who practices water magic, used water to bring the man to the surface to prevent him from sinking to the bottom of the river and being washed away. "He begged to see if he would be as good as I said."
Like!"
"Can he wake up? Can he not be infected by the supernatural gods? Those who were killed by Wu Yuan will all be counted on my head."
"Pang Jian, I beg you to pay the price for my nonsense!"
Jiang Chao shouted angrily.
"Senior Brother Jiang, he is fine, he is awake."
The plump man came out of the water, put away the spiritual shield around him, threw away the spiritual jade in his palm, and called out a purple clay pot from outside his head.
"Senior brother, where are the other junior brothers and sisters?"
He looked at Jiang Chao with a blank expression.
"Pang Jian! I deserve death!"
Jiang Chao's face darkened, his eyes locked on the tall and tall figure flying by, and he said sternly: "Just because of my error in judgment, dozens of their companions died!"
"Senior Brother Jiang, where are they?"
"Ah, they escaped from the mist?"
"Are they finally saved?"
Further away, several other living dead who had not been killed by Wu Yuan also woke up one after another.
Their faces were blank and confused, and they looked at the current scene with curiosity. Qiu Mo was asking Jiang Chao, and Qiu Mo was asking Wu Yuan, hoping that they would tell them what was going on.
"he……"
Wu Yuan's face was dark, and he looked at the flesh-like bones beside him. His heart was as hard as stone, and he also had a trace of self-doubt.
I wonder if he really did something wrong.
"If you don't succeed enough, you will fail more than you do. The original disciple of the original poster is also like this!"
Chen Lushi finally managed to break out from a group of aliens with armors on their backs. The purple dress that supported her beautiful figure had some damage, which made her look like a child, and her waist and hips were red and shiny.
With a cold face, she glanced at Pang Jian first, then looked at Fu Wangchen high in the sky.
Fu Wangchen, who used his third eye to control the appearance of an ancient god and resisted the projection of the soul of foreign gods, became taller and taller in her eyes.
She had always thought that Fu Wangchen could be the master of the golden bees and lead them away from the nobles in the mist.
"It seems that there is nothing unusual about the direct disciples chosen by Li Zhaotian. They act based on their instincts, but they don't feel very reliable."
She compared Pang Jian and Fu Wangchen in her heart.
Immediately he shook his head secretly, feeling that comparing Pang Jian with Fu Wangchen in the desolate land seemed like an insult to Fu Wangchen.
"Pang Jian! I beg them for an explanation!"
Jiang Chao activated his secret technique, and thousands of crystal water arrows flew out from outside the stream in front of him, assassinating more than a dozen foreign warriors who came over.
He stared at Pang Jian and said coldly: "Because of my mistakes, dozens of people died!"
Pang Jian turned his head and glanced at Jiang Chao, who looked very much like the plump Tianshui Ze disciple next to him.
That man happened to look at him with a confused look on his face.
Their eyes met each other, and there was a hint of coldness in both eyes.
Pang Jian frowned slightly, said nothing more, and drifted into a forest with towering trees.
Mid-air.
"This person..."
Lu Xiangyi, who was rescued by Zhao Yuanqi, turned her bright eyes like autumn water to Pang Jian who escaped into the forest because of Jiang Chao's accusation, and said murderously: "Damn it! Because of his blind command, so many of them died.
companion!"
Some of those who were killed by Wu Yuan were very close to her personally, and she fully hoped that those people would wake up one by one after entering the Forbidden Land.
Ru Ming all those people turned into a pile of meat.
"Pang Jian will not be wrong, and Jiang Chao will be wrong!"
Zhou Qingchen, who was at the back of the red gourd, originally thought that the pretty little girl from Tianshui Ze was good, but then he said in annoyance: "Senior sister, he doesn't want to listen to her nagging anymore, so just throw her away."
"Um."
The gourd lowered slightly, and when it reached Wu Yuan's position, Zhao Yuanqi kicked Lu Xiangyi eastwards.
"I!"
Lu Xiangyi, who was rubbing her round buttocks and baring her teeth, couldn't even utter a word of complaint as she watched the two people who were not wearing Jianlou clothes fly away.
After all, they had just saved her life.
"Then Pang Jian, could he be wrong?"
She looked at the Tianshuize and Demon Sect disciples who were very far away from Shanshui Lingzhou and woke up almost at the same time.