Chapter 333 Kill the genius with a snap of your fingers
Chapter 333 Kill the genius with a snap of your fingers
"Entering the Thunder God's Forbidden Land?"
The puppets with the alien gods stationed looked at each other and fell into deep thought.
After a long time.
You Kui, the leader of the ghost clan's belief, said faintly: "He keeps the Hell Soul Bees in captivity. Their invincible divine consciousness dares to infect his sea of consciousness. I will beat the dog like a meat bun."
"Removing their advantage in that aspect, he is in charge of the Heart of Winter and dominates the Frozen Land."
Youkui's tone was filled with bitterness: "Since their true bodies cannot come, they can fight with their bodies. Isn't it possible... that they won't be able to defeat him?"
After those words, the other gods remained silent.
Yang Luo also remained silent.
After an awkward silence, a trace of confusion flashed across Yang Luo's beautiful face.
He suddenly said: "That one, he watched Him rise into the sky from the place of prayer in Purgatory, and watched Him rush into the second realm."
"If there is no accident, He should also come to this world and appear here."
"But He..."
Yang Luo spread out her spiritual consciousness to search.
"No, he has already looked for her."
Youkui snorted softly and said: "With his noble status and his strength, if he really comes, they can get a share of the pie?"
“Very good!”
You Kui looked at Yang Luo with the blurry face in his cloak and said, "I once said, did he change his mind in the place of prayer because of that purgatory human race named Pang Jian? Even if he came, he wouldn't
I may not stand on their side, and I won’t let Keke associate with that human kid.”
"No, not necessarily."
Yang Luo shook her head and said: "I know as well as others that he split six independent divine consciousnesses to understand the six laws of heaven. Each of his independent consciousnesses is not a complete individual. The one who met Pang Jian,
Just one of His divine consciousnesses, or the weaker one."
"With the expansion and recovery of his divine power, his weaker godhead consciousness will not become his main consciousness."
"Gradually, He may not care about that past, and may not take that human boy seriously."
"not to mention……"
Yang Luo shouted softly: "He was one of the masters of the temples back then!"
"After the gods were negligent and the temples were destroyed by humans, he was one of the most angry masters."
"In the past one hundred thousand years, he knows only seven true gods of the human race who have been chased to death by him across the vast galaxy."
"He should hate all human beings, including that human boy named Pang Jian, and beg Him to come, and beg Him to restore his true self."
"Pang Jian must die!"
Yang Luo expressed her opinion.
"He is there."
"He's always there."
"It's just that we don't know."
From another crescent-shaped ship of the Haoyue Clan, an ivory-red altar flew out.
An erratic divine figure wearing brilliant silver divine clothes and a beautiful appearance seemed to have fallen on the altar from afar.
The soul projection of the Moon Goddess has a faint sense of divinity, but there is no carrier puppet to carry her divine power.
His gaze fell on the flame god who lay in the boiling magma water and had fallen for an unknown number of years.
"Yan Lie, have you ever seen the generals under his command in the east whose souls were destroyed but their bodies remained alive?"
"Through Yan Lie's divine blood and heart core, he can resurrect Yan Lie."
"He's doing it."
"This place is restricted by the rules of the misty heavenly void, and only the bodies of fallen gods can enter. It is also only during the turmoil of heaven and earth that occurs once in a hundred thousand years, that the Broken Earth will be destroyed for some strange reason.
Gather here."
"There is a strange space transfer station. None of them can come here in person."
"Unless they die, and have been dead for tens of thousands of years, and with the clever cooperation of their various ambitions, they can hope to come here at a specific moment, driven by mysterious power."
"Yan Lie..."
The soul of the Moon Goddess floated over, hovering next to the huge divine body, bowed slightly and said: "Yan Lie, I heard that I was given death by you."
"Moreover, He has been dead for 30,000 years. His divine body was first buried in the broken ground and then pushed into the mist."
"So 30,000 years ago, you were planning this, knowing that there would be a tomorrow."
"You always knew that there would be that space transfer station formed."
"Yan Lie, will you be the first god to come to purgatory in a complete form as a god?"
asked the Moon Goddess.
A group of foreign gods were shocked by his words and looked at the flaming body of the God of Fire in disbelief.
"That master was preparing thirty thousand years ago?"
"His Budong Yanlie was first given death by him, sent to the mist in his death form, and then pushed here thirty thousand years later. And he fell into it as a puppet and resurrected Yanlie?
"
"Really? Isn't it fake?"
The whispers of the alien gods resounded across the flame-shattered ground.
"Boom! Boom!"
The fiery heart begins to beat!
A wisp of spiritual thoughts rippled from Yan Lie's chest and dispersed throughout the Flame Broken Ground.
All the supernatural gods who came as puppets were stunned for a moment, and then suddenly gave orders to have the fire crystals, crimson berries, and flame god iron collected by the tribe be re-thrown into the boiling flame pool.
In this way, Yan Lie's lost divine power can be replenished.
A god with a complete divine body was resurrected in the void here, and it was just a few pieces of ground there.
That master, like the fire god Yan Lie under his command, must be planning something other than the original training ground for gods and demons - Purgatory.
…
Thunder God's Forbidden Land.
Hundreds of warriors from the Ice Tribe flew by on flying birds, collecting the leftover objects of the alien race that had been strangled by thunder and lightning.
From time to time, the two warriors Bingji and Bingyun would go to the top of the glacier where Pang Jian was, and give Pang Jian crystal stones, wood, and knives containing various strange powers.
In the shattered and collapsed city of ThunderClan.
Qi Qingsong, Dong Tianze, Zhuang Yuyan, Zhou Qingchen, Zhao Yuanqi, and Wu Yuan all relied on the pure divinity of those puppets to try their best to refine their own spiritual consciousness.
"Two hundred! His consciousness exceeded two hundred!"
"He's one hundred and nineteen!"
"What about me? How old am I?"
"More than two hundred points..."
Although the six people were extremely repressed, it was difficult to control their inner joy, and the voices of their discussions became louder and louder.
On the high point of a sinkhole, like a hill in a basin, stood a line of lonely-looking figures.
Lu Jie, Fang Boxuan, Chen Lushi, Jiang Chao, Xiao Yu and others were all in the queue, looking at the figures separated from them.
"He should be among them." Fang Boxuan smiled bitterly, feeling very unhappy and said, "Wu Yuan should be there, and he should be in the city, absorbing the pure divinity."
"Fate plays tricks on people, and sometimes one choice can determine a person's life." Xiao Yu said with emotion.
Chen Lushi struggled to look away from the dilapidated city.
She bit her silver teeth lightly, turned to look at Fu Wangchen who was still at the bottom of the pit, and said in a cold voice: "The so-called peerless genius in the deserted land is just a person with a false reputation. He has many rare treasures in his legs, and he even has a lot of treasures in his legs.
Even an ice-armored eel dragon cannot be paid by mistake!"
When the Ice-armored Eel Dragon left the Thunder God's Forbidden Area, she showed Pang Jian's submissive attitude, which she would never forget.
When she thought of the helpless scenes of Fu Wangchen, Lu Jie and others at the bottom of the lake in the Forbidden Land, being swallowed up by the ice-armored eel dragon, she felt that the desolate realm was like this.
"Who would have thought that all lakes and lakes are connected, and no matter which lake they go to the east from, they will always come to the lair of the ice-armored eel dragon?" Lu Jie sighed.
"Now, what's the point of talking about that?" Jiang Chao snorted coldly and said: "Demon Sect, there are only two of us, Wu Yuan and me, Tian Shuize..."
He sighed sadly: "He is the only one!"
With a glance, he looked at Lu Jie, Xiao Yu, Qiao Zhen and a few others, and said: "Fu Wangchen may be wrong. Let's look at the attitude of the Ice Tribe people towards Pang Jian. Is he surrendering?"
The foreign god, does Pang Jian have that kind of power?"
Everyone suddenly changed their colors.
"Keep your voice down!"
Lu Jie drank lowly.
Jiang Chao was also a little afraid, and lowered his voice and said: "Pang Jian, it is very possible that he was bewitched by the leader of the strange gods in Hell. He became a believer of the wrong party and was given divine objects and powerful power. He..."
Jiang Chao, who was full of malice, said: "He is also very capable and will guide the aliens from outside the world into purgatory, thereby rescuing more aliens who were originally suppressed in the fifth realm!"
As soon as these words came out, those people became more and more frightened, not knowing where to go.
"Am I wrong?"
At the bottom of the pit, in a desolate environment, Fu Wangchen seemed to be waking up from deep meditation.
He looked at Jiang Chao with approval and said, "It's rare that I stayed awake and didn't get lost because I escaped from the mouth of the ice-armored eel dragon."
"He has a plan..."
Fu Wangchen looked towards the top of the glacier.
This place was like a world united by Pang Jian. His gaze was instantly noticed by Pang Jian.
Pang Jian, who was trying his best to regain his strength with the help of many materials, squinted his eyes slightly.
"The clown is nothing to mention."
Pang Jian sneered and shook his head.
"Chi la!"
A ray of ice light shot out suddenly, like a sword thrust by a god at will, piercing through and killing the future leader of the desolate realm.
"Pang Jian!"
A little man who looked exactly like Fu Wangchen flew out from the third eye between his eyebrows and screamed in terror at Pang Jian.
"Buzz! Buzz buzz!"
Golden bees and insects suddenly arrived, and when the little man flew away from his dead body, they rushed to tear out his soul.
Tearing it apart, tearing it apart, the bee insect actually tore out an eight-armed red bone soul figure in the little man's third eye!
The alien god from the outside world, the Skull Crusher!
Like Fu Wangchen's body, his soul also has a third eye. The divine eye condensed with divine consciousness has become an infection of the foreign god Skull Crusher!
"The gods are scrambling for a place to retreat, but I dare to hide in the dark and continue to cause mischief in secret?"
"You really think he can't see me?"
Pang Jian sneered.
The bees immediately exerted their strength and first gnawed off the eight arms of the Skull Crusher, and then gnawed at his skull and bones.
"Pang Jian! In the eyes of the gods in the outer world, I have become a must-killer!"
"One day, the wall of purgatory will be broken, and will I be the first to be killed by the gods! Pang Jian, I have done many evil things, and the gods will not forgive me!"
"My ferocity and cruelty have provoked the wrath of the gods. I cannot escape!"
The shrill voice of the Skull Crusher is deafening.
The theory that Pang Jian colluded with foreign gods and became a follower of the gods from the underworld is naturally disproven.
Jiang Chao, who made malicious speculations, suddenly became a big joke.