Zhou Qingchen moved a long knife and when the wine-red gourd lowered, he chopped down several foreigners who were carrying heavy armor.
When the long sword came back, he looked at Zhao Yuanqi in front of him with flowing silver hair and a slender back as straight as a sword, and said: "Senior sister, I also believe that Pang Jian is not wrong, right?"
"Without Pang Jian's guidance, the Demon Sect, Tianshui Ze, and even Fu Wangchen in the desolate realm would all be outside the mist, waiting hard for a glimmer of hope to come."
"Should they do the same?"
When she shut up, Zhao Yuanqi's tender red calf pressed eastward in the air.
A crimson mountain suddenly appeared and pressed towards several aliens with human heads and scorpion bodies.
"Boom!"
The mountains sank like real peaks, causing the alien races to flee with strange screams.
Those who cannot escape will have their bones shattered by the weight of the mountain.
"There is no need to worry about those people from Tianshui Ze, Mo Sect, and Hei Gu. They can just keep an eye on Pang Jian."
Following Pang Jian's figure, the gourd also looked at the forest with towering trees.
High above their heads, Qi Qingsong, Dong Tianze and Fang Boxuan descended on the black warship with black iron mountains, fighting with the people in the desolate land and the ghost warriors.
Fu Wangchen and Zhuang Yuyan, two people in the Concentration Realm, would work together to defeat a fierce ghost general, using the ancient god's dharma and the soul projection of the alien god to fight.
Zhao Yuanqi observed the situation and thought that Zhou Qingchen was only at the early stage of Dongxuan Realm and had relatively weak combat power, so she chose a battlefield that she felt was safer.
Then, she felt that given the friendship between Pang Jian and Zhou Qingchen, it would be more appropriate to follow Pang Jian.
So the gourd flew over
…
"Wu Yuan, we are at the wreckage of the Shanshui Spirit Boat. He came to meet me."
Chen Lushi's sultry pose is surrounded by colorful ribbons flying.
Countless brightly colored magic words, carrying the power of illusion and evil to confuse people's hearts, were floating in the air above her head and behind her.
But those alien races with tentacles and heavy armor on their backs, called the Carapace Tribe, were completely unaffected by her soul illusion.
More than a dozen members of the armored tribe were keeping a close eye on her.
Because the Shanshui Lingzhou was pierced and crashed by the eight-armed giant's light arrow, they landed in different places when they flew away early.
Chen Lushi, who was well aware of Wu Yuan's power, tried her best to rush to Wu Yuan's side.
"Senior Sister Chen..."
As she passed a small slope, she heard someone calling her.
After taking a closer look, she discovered that the caller was a woman from the Demon Sect whose name she did not know.
She had a vague impression of the thin, skinny woman from the Moyun Sect branch.
Her flying figure paused for a moment, then nodded and said, "I'll just wake up. I can follow him to find Wu Yuan."
"good."
The woman nodded obediently with a confused expression.
Just when Chen Lushi turned around and flew towards Wu Yuan again... the Moyun Sect woman threw a bronze crown with her leg.
The dragon crown, made of bronze and with dragon patterns, was surrounded by wisps of pale green light and went straight to Chen Lushi's back.
Sensing the good news, Chen Lushi suddenly turned around and glared angrily at the Moyun Sect woman who secretly attacked her: "I dare!"
A rippling green sea appeared in the woman's two empty eye sockets.
Chen Lushi was in a daze, and saw a horrifying scene of her body being torn into pieces and being held and eaten by the members of the armor tribe.
Chen Lushi screamed in fear, her spiritual intelligence instantly lost.
"Peng!"
The dragon crown came crashing down.
The colorful ribbons that were supposed to protect the Lord could not offset all the force. Chen Lushi, who was mentally disturbed, had several bones in her back broken, and her voluptuous body flew forward with blood sputtering.
"call!"
A rock stained with the blood of a foreign race came to greet Chen Lushi and brought her safely to the wreckage of the Shanshui Lingzhou.
the other end.
"Junior Brother Liu!"
Jiang Chao jumped into the river in front of him and killed the fat fellow who attacked him at the bottom of the river.
When he returned to the river bank, blood like red earthworms flowed from his nostrils. He gasped and looked at the other Tianshuize disciples who surrounded him.
"He, he is wrong..."
At the wreckage of Shanshui Lingzhou, Lu Xiangyi covered her mouth, wanting to slap herself in the mouth.
The fellow members of the Demon Sect who severely injured Chen Lushi, and the Tianshui Zemen who surrounded Jiang Chao after a surprise attack, were not the living dead they had previously believed would wake up.
Now, they have indeed woken up, but they are no longer familiar to Lu Xiangyi.
"Am I okay?"
Wu Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, no longer feeling any psychological burden, and looked at Chen Lushi indifferently.
"How can it be okay?"
Chen Lushi's smile was very forced.
She took out the healing medicine and swallowed it, wiped the blood stains from the corner of Dong's lips, bit her lips, stared at the forest where Pang Jian disappeared, and said: "He just asked for a few more explanations, saying that those living dead have been invaded by alien gods."
Ran, their thoughts were controlled by the gods, they wouldn't be in such a mess!"
"He feels..."
Facing the powerful woman from the Demonic Heart Sect who was well-known in the second world, Lu Xiangyi said timidly: "He thinks they are good, but...Senior Brother Jiang's is good."
"Is Jiang Chao good? You shouldn't question him, but isn't he right?" Chen Lushi said angrily.
When she thought of Pang Jian's cold and disdainful manner despite knowing what was going to happen, but not giving any explanation, she became angry. She felt that she would suffer heavy losses, and Pang Jian also had an unshirkable responsibility.
Wu Yuan remained silent and his eyes fell on the forest where Pang Jian disappeared.
Did he think...
If Pang Jian hadn't quietly approached him and told him that the dozens of living dead gathered around him had been infected by foreign gods, he would have decisively killed them all.
Then he will face the wrong people. In addition to a dozen members of the Armored Tribe and the Earth Scorpion Tribe, there are likely to be fellow members of the same tribe who have been infected.
After waking up, the strength displayed by the disciple of the same clan whose body was controlled by the alien god was clearly much stronger than that of the alien clan that surrounded him.
Moreover, it is very possible to pretend to be one of your own and carry out a surprise attack under the control of the alien god.
That instantly multiplied the risk several times.
After pondering for a while, Wu Yuan said: "I will ask the survivors to come closer, and they will also go to the jungle where Pang Jian went."
"Why?"
Chen Lushi was stunned.
"There seems to be something attracting him there." Wu Yuan said.
…
Between the towering trees dozens of feet high, Pang Jian flew by like lightning.
Many of the big trees with thick roots and branches like swords and spears were stained with blood.
Along the way, he saw many human cultivators, including fourth-level and fifth-level ferocious beasts, whose bodies were penetrated by tree branches and stabbed in mid-air.
At first glance, the corpse looks like the fruit of human flesh growing on a tree branch, and the scene is extremely poignant.
The flesh and blood of the deceased have been completely drained of life, leaving only the skin wrapped around the bones.
Hundreds of corpses of people and animals were scattered in every big tree, making the forest become eerie and terrifying.
"There is a foreign race with strong divine consciousness..."
The fleeting Pang Jian said secretly.
Several golden bees were placed by him high in the sky next to the mist, helping him observe the four strange fragments.
The broken earth surrounded by thunder is not the broken earth of the flaming volcano. It is very similar to the broken earth surrounded by extreme cold and ice. Everything is shrouded in some kind of mystery.
——The golden bee cannot see clearly the wonders within.
Even in the Forbidden Land, he can see the conditions on the surface of the earth through bees and insects.
Outside the forest, in the swamp, at the bottom of the river, bees and insects can't see clearly the scenes inside.
But the queen bee, who is still huddled in the hive and outside the "Gate of Purgatory", seems to be able to sense something with strong divine consciousness.
The divine consciousness of the foreign god was the key to breeding more bees and insects. After it felt it, it guided Pang Jian to a goal that it felt could be solved.
The target is deep in the forest.
In the middle of the forest.
The survivors who were stubbornly resisting were being impaled by the flowers and plants to the east of their feet and the branches next to them.
Every one of them was covered in blood, and the ground beneath their feet was also filled with blood.
Blood flows from their bodies to the east, absorbed by grass blades and drawn by tree roots.
After a while, the blood became very shallow until it disappeared.
In one of the tallest ancient trees, there was a man whose whole body was tightly wrapped in black gauze, revealing his emerald green eyes.
He stood motionless, walking along a leaf as huge as a banana, looking indifferently at the dozen or so people who had come from the east.
There are two spiritual beasts.
On the ground, those creatures that had just died were having their flesh and blood eaten away by the blades of grass.
"Whoosh!"
Pang Jian suddenly appeared at that moment.
"Sword Tower!"
A cultivator in gray clothes suddenly said excitedly after seeing the sword command hanging on Pang Jian's waist: "He is a disciple of Tianmu Cliff, Chang Li, and that fierce man from the outside world of the Green Spirit Tribe, please kill him in the forest soon."
of all living creatures!”
"This person has a sixth-level bloodline from a foreign race!"
"Howling!"
A level five golden rock beast, or even a level six red-eyed demon wolf, roared at Pang Jian.
The level six red-eyed demon wolf was surrounded by numerous branches. It shook its dark red hair and spewed out blazing flames.
The eyes of an animal are like blood flowing, shining with the light of asking for help.
It has extremely high spirituality. The moment Pang Jian appeared, it knew that Pang Jian had no hope of saving it.
It felt that all the human races in this forest wanted to be strong.
"Chi Yan, did I say... that he can save them?"
The smooth red thigh was stuck on a withered yellow branch. Xiao Yu, who was sweating in pain, gritted his teeth and looked at the sixth-level red-eyed demon wolf, whispering: "Is he really good?"
The red-eyed demon wolf nodded repeatedly.
More than a dozen disciples of the Xiao family on Tianmu Cliff, Qitian Continent, all looked at Pang Jian.
Along the way, many of their companions died.
Almost all the casual cultivators from the second realm who came after hearing the news were dead, and they all turned into horrific mummies hanging in the air by tree branches.
If not, Xiao Yu's red-eyed demon wolf, whose bloodline had broken through to level six, helped them share most of the body's power. They should also become one of the mummies whose flesh and blood had been drained.
The arrival of Pang Jian and his identity as a disciple of Jianlou gave them a glimmer of hope.
"Another visitor from purgatory..."
Visitors from the outside world, known as the Green Spirit Clan, had known that Pang Jian was coming all the way, and he had been waiting for them for a long time.
At that time, he said in awkward human language: "There is something very special in my body. Because of the existence of that thing, he can't move the flowers and plants in the forest to assassinate me."