After the blow, Fu Wangchen stepped out of the Tianpeng battleship.
"Want to escape?"
He locked the flying Pang Jian from afar with his divine eyes on his forehead, and said coldly: "Beyond the forbidden area, many alien gods from the outside world are eyeing them. As the master of the Underworld Soul Bee, do I really want to hunt the gods?"
He stepped in the void, one step covering tens of thousands of feet, and he approached Pang Jian as if teleporting.
Pang Jian, who was flying through the air, turned his head and saw Qi Qingsong, who was knocked into the lake by his legs, and the depression in his heart became even stronger.
"Desolate Land, Fu Wangchen!"
Pang Jian took a deep breath, wanting to stop in the void and fight to the death with the future master of the desolate realm.
But that Tianpeng battleship had the appearance of an ancient god summoned by Fu Wangchen, and he knew that Liudong had no chance of winning.
Anyone who stays in the east will be severely wounded by Fu Wangchen again and captured alive!
And Fu Wangchen's target was him. He had nothing to do with Qi Qingsong, Dong Tianze and others. Only if he escaped and left, Dong Tianze and the others would not be implicated.
As soon as he thought of this, the void flew faster.
"Look in the mirror!"
A square bright silver mirror suddenly rose from behind Fu Wangchen. The smooth mirror surface was like the divine eye on his forehead, and it also illuminated Pang Jian.
As soon as Pang Jian's figure was reflected in the mirror, his true body was fixed in the void.
His perception of all the bees, including the spiritual connection with the queen bee, was cut off in an instant by the "divine mirror".
Outside the bright mirror, vague and illusory shadows quietly appeared on the edge, like the fallen heroes of a desolate land.
The shadow's aura is ancient, mysterious and distant, as if it is looking at Pang Jian who is reflected in the mirror from some era that has disappeared.
The past, the present, and the present moment overlap.
"Pang Jian, I can't leave."
Fu Wangchen turned around and escaped into the mirror.
In the mirror, he looked like a god holding the sky in ancient times, millions of times larger than Pang Jian.
Fu Wangchen, who was like a giant spirit, sneered and waved his fist in the mirror, hitting Pang Jian's figure reflected in the "divine mirror" outside the mirror.
The overwhelming divine power, accompanied by the shadow's gaze, suddenly covered Pang Jian in the mirror.
Pang Jian's true form was horrified, knowing that the situation was not good, and quickly mobilized his strength to use the Broken Star Umbrella, Nine Yang Cauldron, and Shocking Killing Spear one by one.
"Wow!"
The Broken Star Umbrella suddenly grew dozens of times in size. The stars and moon on the umbrella surface shone brightly, and a well of crystal ice shone with dazzling cold air, spraying thin ice and green crystals outward.
To the east of the umbrella, nine burning miniature suns support a large red cauldron.
In the east of Ding, Pang Jian turned his killing gun and drew out rings of silver moons.
Further east, a hazy halo shrouds his body.
The magnificent spectacle of multiple defenses shocked many people in the Forbidden City. At that moment, they realized how powerful Pang Jian was and how extraordinary he was.
"That guy turns out to have so many legs!"
"He who is in the Cave Mystic Realm is afraid that he can compete with the Concentrated Soul Realm. I wonder if his legs are like Fu Wangchen in the Desolate Realm, and whether the Divine Mirror is a quasi-magical weapon!"
"No wonder the owner of the Sword Tower accepted him as his direct disciple."
"..."
Everyone was horrified by the magical power displayed by the anxious Pang Jian.
But it was only a moment of shock.
Because Fu Wangchen, who looked like a giant spirit god in the "miracle of the gods", used his sky-shattering fist force to strike at Pang Jian in the mirror.
"boom!"
When Pang Jian was attacked in the mirror, Pang Jian outside the mirror felt the same way. The Broken Star Umbrella obtained from Liang Ying was the first to have its ribs broken by the brutal force that shattered the world.
The infinite moonlight and starry sputtering are like the Milky Way collapsing and being annihilated in the sky.
Behind the umbrella, the blazing suns surrounding the Nine Sun Cauldron also disappeared like fireworks.
"Crack!"
The Jiuyang Cauldron was broken into pieces and scrapped like a black iron mountain.
"Come again!"
Fu Wangchen kept punching down in the mirror.
Pang Jian, who was in deep space outside, couldn't see his attacker, but felt the power of the powerful fist coming from all directions.
The rings of the silver moon began to explode one after another, and many of the shields refined by supernatural powers and the shields of the black tortoise shells were constantly shattered and disappeared by the power of heaven.
After a while, Pang Jian's body was bleeding profusely, and he had no idea how many bones were broken.
"Fu Wangchen! I dare!"
Zhuang Yuyan became angry.
The mother-child spirit sword shined out, creating a world of flaming flames. Suzaku and Qilin screamed and roared, heading straight for the "divine mirror".
"Foolish!"
Fu Wangchen snorted coldly in the mirror.
"Boom!"
A majestic statue of the ancient god flew out from the center of the Tianpeng battleship. He stepped into the small world of flames, and then used the lotus platform burning with karma fire to suppress the Suzaku and Qilin, which represented Zhuang Yuyan's two spiritual swords.
The red bird whined, the unicorn cried out in pain, and the small world of flames instantly turned into nothingness.
"Tianpeng! Follow him to hunt evil spirits!"
Fu Wangchen ignored another order, and the Tianpeng battleship stopped in the middle of the forest, and its horses chirped.
Within the remains of the bright red golden-winged roc, streaks of golden lightning suddenly appeared, and the powerful power hidden deep outside the bones burst out one after another.
The ninth-level golden-winged roc, which had been dead for an unknown number of years and had already become a historical legend, seems to have gained a short life.
It soared through the void, getting closer and closer to Fu Wangchen, intending to pick up its master.
However, just as it passed another lake.
In the center of the calm lake, a giant vortex like a sinkhole suddenly appeared. The ninth-level golden-winged roc seemed to be pulled hard in the void and suddenly became unable to move.
"Wow!"
I don't know how many deep lakes there is, a huge creature breaks away from the vortex and rushes fiercely towards the golden-winged roc in the sky.
It is shaped like a giant eel, with scales like ice crystals, a slender neck, and a body length of over five hundred feet!
Its two huge ice ball-like eyes are full of greed and ferocity, and its flat body stabs at the golden-winged roc like a sword.
On its dragon-like forehead, a sharp dragon horn shines with cold light, and the divine light is suddenly dazzling!
"Crack!"
The sharp dragon horn, like a giant pillar a hundred feet wide, exuding infinite evil intent, directly penetrated the Golden-winged Dapeng.
It immediately moved its claws and claws together, suddenly grabbed the wings of the Tianpeng battleship, and then shook it wildly.
Two land-like wings, and the palace buildings falling in the direction collapsed and shattered in an instant.
The cultivators in the desolate realm rode the golden-winged roc refined with divine blood, and howled to escape.
"Ice-armored eel dragon!"
"An ice-armored eel dragon of at least level eight!"
Lu Jie was so majestic a man that her face turned pale with fear.
"Peng! Bang bang bang!"
As soon as the roc bird was cut by its falling ice armor, it turned into drops of golden divine blood.
It opened its mouth in the lake, drank drop by drop of golden blood rain, and then dragged the Tianpeng battleship in the desolate land directly to the depths of the lake.
"Ice-armored eel dragon!"
Fu Wangchen screamed in horror.
Without any hesitation, he stepped out of the "miracle" suddenly, no longer caring about bombarding Pang Jian.
With the "miracle" floating above his head, he adjusted the angle of the "mirror" and rushed to shine on the ice-armored eel dragon.
When the huge body of the Ice-Armored Eel Dragon appeared in the mirror, the Ice-Armored Eel Dragon, which was dragging the giant bird battleship and gradually disappearing into the lake, was really frozen for a moment.
There was also a hint of confusion in the eyes of the ice-armored eeldragon beast, a little unclear.
At a moment east, it suddenly rushed eastward with all its strength.
The one in the "divine mirror" also shattered when it broke free from the shackles of the quasi-artifact.
Fu Wangchen groaned, with two traces of blood flowing from his eyes, and summoned the majestic ancient divine Dharma Prime Minister, intending to rush into the lake and pull back the Tianpeng battleship.
"Junior Brother Fu, don't ask to go east!"
"That ice-armored eel dragon is at least level eight. It's definitely something I can't afford!"
Lu Jie screamed in horror. She stood beside a piece of golden divine feathers, pulling her fellow juniors and juniors around.
At that time, those who escaped from the Tianpeng battleship were evacuating the lake by air.
Those who cannot control the sky without special equipment will disappear in the blink of an eye once they fall into the lake.
The lake where the ice-armored eel dragon hid suddenly became a forbidden land, with the most terrifying mouth of a bloodthirsty beast that seemed to swallow up everyone who fell into it.
"he……"
Fu Wangchen was suspended in the air, watching a fellow senior sister cry out for help as if she was drowning, but slowly sank to the bottom of the lake.
The dark blue lake water was muddy due to the appearance of the ice-armored eel dragon.
Fu Wangchen, with the third eye on his forehead, could not see the situation at the bottom of the lake.
He was determined to go east to find out, but he was a little hesitant.
"Don't go!"
Lu Jie screamed again, flying over with the golden divine feather, and forced Fu Wangchen into the divine feather.
"Ice Armored Eel Dragon..."
Pang Jian, who took the opportunity to fly out of the Forbidden Land, also saw that spectacle through the golden bee insect's vision.
He also could not have imagined that there would be a level 8 evil creature huddled outside that lake, and suddenly it would bite the Tianpeng battleship and drag it deep into the lake.
"Fu Wangchen has no golden-winged roc, but he has the appearance of an ancient god, a mirror of the gods, and he has the cultivation level of the concentration state."
Pang Jian, who was seriously injured, had blood all over his face.
His eyes, stained red by blood, were filled with bloodthirsty and violent light, and he looked coldly at the dejected Fu Wangchen.
The power of thick qi and blood and abundant life essence were flowing rapidly outside his body, helping him stabilize his injuries.
"No, no, there is no chance of winning."
After thinking about it for a while, Pang Jian shook his head and sighed.
People from Mo Sect, Tian Shuize, Heimu Ya, and the Xiao family all mistreated Fu Wangchen as a leader and would all listen to Fu Wangchen.
If he dares to look back, it's not just Fu Wangchen who he will face wrong.
Quite frankly, his eyesight was not in good shape, the Broken Star Umbrella and the Nine-Yang Cauldron were destroyed, and his external power was also consumed too much.
As soon as he thought of this, Pang Jian resisted the urge to turn around and turned his gaze to the other three fragments of land.
"A land of ice!"
"Teleport!"
After leaving the Tianpeng battleship and no longer locked by the "God's Mirror", he used the "Gate of Purgatory" to reach another place where Bee Insect is.
He instantly disappeared into the sky outside the Forbidden Land.
When Fu Wangchen came to his senses and decided to look at him in the "divine mirror" again, he found that he had disappeared.
The forest is empty.
"You can actually teleport."
Wu Yuan of the Demon Sect was walking beside a suspended demon stone, looking at the direction where Pang Jian disappeared.
When everyone's attention was focused on the lake where the ice-armored eel dragon rushed out, and all on Fu Wangchen, he was the one who kept paying attention to Pang Jian.
He was the only one who saw Pang Jianfu teleport and disappear.