A huge flaming piece of ground flew across the sky like a meteor.
It has a set direction and goal, never stops for a moment, and seems to never lose its direction.
Behind the broken ground, hundreds of miles away.
As soon as the golden bees and insects appeared, they seemed to be followed by a bunch of golden ghost power.
When the bee insect is about to be separated from its owner, a new bee insect will fly over and act as a bridge of communication.
As soon as there are bees and insects, they are spread out in the mist like a lighthouse, and the bees and insects can sense and communicate with each other.
Because of this, the Bee Insect's perception limit has been extended, and it can always follow the flaming ground heading towards purgatory.
I don’t know how long it will take.
"Whoosh!"
The bees escaped from the mist and looked at the flaming ground like a meteor, dragging the splendid fire stream from the second realm of purgatory to the third realm.
The meteor continued to sink, disappearing until it reached the fourth realm shrouded in filthy alien power.
At that moment, the insect will disappear again and continue to act as a guiding beacon.
The years are silent and time passes.
The responsible golden bee hid in the mist close to the second realm of purgatory, silently waiting for its master's instructions.
A long time passed.
"call out!"
As soon as the flamingo stirred up the lightning, it also crossed the vast sea of fog and successfully found its way home from somewhere.
"Purgatory!"
"I'm finally back!"
As soon as it got out of the mist, the flamingo fluttered its wings and flew towards Zai, heading straight for the first realm.
Following the flamingo, the golden bee left the mist again, looked at the empty sky, stayed for a while, and then returned to the depths of the mist.
At the entrance to the Forbidden Land, there are occasionally shocking powerful men coming, but they are in awe of the laws of heaven outside the mist and do not dare to go deep into it to explore.
Those whose realm does not exceed the Concentration Realm will have faces filled with fear when passing through this area.
Judging from the news they got, Fu Wangchen, the peerless genius of the Desolate Realm, Wu Yuan of the Demon Sect, Lu Lingchan of the Black Valley, Jiang Chao of Tianshui Ze, and Pang Jian, Li Zhaotian's direct disciple...
They have all perished deep in the forbidden land.
…
The second realm is Sword Tower.
"Confirmed, they were all buried in the forbidden area?"
Li Zhaotian said with a deep expression.
In the hall, Qi Qingsong's teacher Liu Junhong, Zhuang Yuyan's teacher Guanghe, Wang Ce and other elders were located beside different stone pillars, but their expressions were serious.
"The sacred crane in the Pure Land is the only creature that has left the forbidden land, and they are the creatures on the other side of purgatory."
Liu Junhong sighed and added: "A while ago, a ball of flame wrapped around a piece of broken ground, sinking from the depths of the mist to the fourth realm, and then directly to the fifth realm."
"No one knows what secret is buried outside the blazing flames. We just know that it has gone to the fifth realm."
"Not long after it landed in the east, the alien race in the fifth realm suddenly seemed to have a backbone, and strong people continued to break through the ban of the Heaven-reaching Tribulation Pillar."
Liu Junhong's face became increasingly ugly, and he said: "To put it bluntly, all the Heaven-reaching Tribulation Pillars have had problems recently. I'm afraid it will be difficult to restrict the powerful alien races in the fifth realm."
Guanghe said coldly: "Are you going to risk your life to face the alien race again?"
"Well, once the Tongtian Tribulation Pillar loses its intimidating effect, the seventh-level, eighth-level, and ninth-level foreign warriors will begin to step into the sky from the fifth realm." Li Zhaotian frowned and said: "The problem should be that area covered by flames.
It is wrapped in broken ground and the situation is difficult to penetrate into the fifth realm."
"Why."
He let out a long sigh and said nonchalantly: "The inheritor he selected for himself and for the Sword Tower happened to die in the forbidden area. Otherwise, when he brings him to a higher level, he will be ready to attack the true god realm."
Several elders looked surprised.
At that moment, everyone realized how much high hopes he had placed on his unmasked disciple.
"The way of swordsmanship and the way of heaven he cultivated are too extreme, and the road to becoming a god is bumpy and bumpy. If he succeeds, Jianlou can return to the first realm, and he will also become one of the top five true gods."
"But the chance of failure is also very high. He is not completely sure, so..."
Li Zhaotian was aware of the catastrophe in purgatory and looked worried, saying: "Let's wait and see. When the situation is so serious that he must become a god, he will make the last move."
"Master, my other two disciples, who are very similar to the juniors outside the building, can't they replace me?" Wang Ce asked.
Li Zhaotian shook his head and said: "Everyone is worse."
"Then Pang Jian, is he really so talented?"
Several elders exclaimed.
Li Zhaotian said: "His path is even more bizarre, and only unorthodox and alien paths can inherit his mantle and lead the sword tower to a new level."
…
Time flies, time flies.
In the void without the moon, moon, and stars to refer to time, the loss of time can be measured with the help of special instruments.
A few months later, the Forbidden Land of Ice and Thunder.
"Boom!"
On the top of the glacier where Pang Jian was, the rock ice suddenly burst.
A series of surprised looks were projected from the nearby mountains and rivers, from the hilly areas of the sinkhole, and from the broken city.
"grown ups!"
"Pang Jian!"
After waiting for a long time, everyone cheered loudly.
Everyone's patience was exhausted, and Pang Jian still hid in the cave, which made them suffer.
The sudden movement at the top of the mountain shocked everyone, and they felt like they had finally seen a turning point.
After a moment.
One statue, like a majestic body made of gold, rises from the top of the glacier mountain with brilliant golden light.
He is nearly a hundred feet tall and exudes majestic power, like the soul projection of a foreign god.
But he clearly didn't have Pang Jian's figure and appearance.
"Concentrate?"
"Pang Jian has created a magical soul!"
"How come his soul can escape from his flesh and blood body as soon as it is condensed?"
Qi Qingsong and others screamed in alarm, some unsure of Pang Jian's condition.
Because, is there any difference between the Concentrating Soul Realm and the Soul Wandering Realm?
The spiritual souls of all the cultivators of all races were too weak to withstand the wind and the moon when they were first condensed.
In the Concentration Realm, the entire realm requires tempering the soul bit by bit in order to prepare for the soul's journey abroad.
But Pang Jian's soul, at the moment it was forged, left its body in a majestic manner, giving people a mysterious feeling as strong as gold.
That is completely different from the concentration state that everyone understands!
"grown ups!"
The ice field was full of ice, and there were ice mirrors. Binghe and other ice tribe elders rode birds from another mountain top to Pang Jian's side.
They saw at a glance that Pang Jian's true body had just stepped out of the ice cave in the east.
"Um."
Pang Jian responded indifferently and then touched his forehead between his eyebrows.
"Whoosh!"
His golden soul suddenly entered.
Glancing at the fourth elder Bingjing, Pang Jian said bluntly: "If I don't want to go to purgatory, I can use a battleship to take those who are willing to follow me."
"Sir, he..."
Bing Jing wants an explanation.
Pang Jian waved his leg impatiently, and the nine glaciers towering in the Thunder God's Forbidden Land exerted their majestic force together.
Ice Mirror, whose bloodline had also been promoted to level seven, had his body frozen by a strange force, and was moved directly to a foreign warship on the side of a glacier.
"Gather, I can summon the Ice Tribe people."
"We are asking if we are willing to go to other worlds with him to find a way out for the Ice Tribe. It doesn't hurt to go."
"Only those who stay in that broken land and are willing to accompany him to purgatory will be given shelter by him in the future."
Pang Jian expressed his attitude.
Outside the ice mirror, the other five elders of the Ice Tribe looked blankly at Pang Jian, who seemed to have changed into a different person.
"He will follow me."
"He is willing to go to purgatory with me."
The elders of the five major clans expressed their stance one after another.
"very good."
Pang Jian nodded lightly.
"call!"
The huge "Heart of Winter" flew out of the spiritual sea in his Dantian and landed on the altar of prayer in the frozen land.
Just a moment east.
"Boom!"
The two pieces of ice and thunder shattered into one, and there was a violent vibration deep in the ground. This vibration formed a liquid thrust, pushing the ice and thunder shattered earth to move from this side of the void.
It starts very slowly, then gets faster and faster.
"call!"
Zhao Yuanqi came with a gourd.
Qi Qingsong, Dong Tianze, Zhou Qingchen, and Zhuang Yuyan fell next to Pang Jian one by one, all looking at him in surprise and uncertainty.
In their eyes, Pang Jian seemed to have undergone some changes due to the condensation of his soul.
"Am I okay?" Zhou Qingchen asked with concern.
"fine."
Pang Jian tried hard to calm down Yidong's mood.
Waving his legs, he first signaled several elders of the Ice Tribe to leave, and then said: "The reappearance of Luo Hongyan, and his identity that makes him unclear, makes him..."
"Have a drink."
Zhou Qingchen threw out a pot of wine.
He didn't talk about Pang Jian's strange soul, and he didn't ask Pang Jian about his plan to come to the east. He just said, "It's wrong of him. What do I think?"
"It feels like He is suddenly infinitely far away from him. So far away that he has to look up, and he doesn't like that feeling..."
Pang Jian drank heavily and looked in a daze: "He didn't know what He wanted to do, but he felt that what He wanted to do was not a good thing in Purgatory. The whole Purgatory would be turned upside down by Him, and he didn't know what to do.
How can we go wrong with Him?"
Zhuang Yuyan, Zhao Yuanqi, and Wu Yuan, who are very powerful in the Demon Sect, have also fallen prey to various places on the top of the mountain.
They all looked at Pang Jian in surprise at that moment.
In their impression, Pang Jian was cold and cold, rarely confiding his feelings to anyone, and rarely mentioning his own affairs.
This was not the first time that Pang Jian talked about someone of the opposite sex with a confused expression.
However, when I think of the vast divine power that spreads so much that it covers the sky and the earth.
Several people came to Zhou Qingchen to ask for help, and took out the jug to drink by themselves. They were all sighing.
They feel deeply pessimistic about themselves and the future of purgatory.
"Is there no way out for the human race?"
Zhao Yuanqi sighed quietly, lowered her head and said: "They also heard what the supernatural god with the bone spurs on his back said before leaving the ice and thunder ground."
"The gods of the Ming Dynasty began to be surrounded and killed by the gods of the outside world the moment they stepped out of the world of purgatory."
"Earlier, the true gods could live in exile in the vast galaxy, but they were also being chased by the gods."
"In the east, those alien races that believe in them are aggressive, taking advantage of the rising filthy alien power to encroach on their territory bit by bit."
"Where should the human race go?"
In the east there is Bipuluo, and outside the sky, there are no gods to intercept or kill you.
The few people who learned some truth from Yang Luo, and saw the horror of Luo Hongyan, always felt that the destruction of the human race was close at hand.
They have always been proud of their origins and proud of being human.
The human race controls the first, second, third, and fourth realms of purgatory, suppresses all alien races that dare to disobey, and is the de facto ruler of the world of purgatory.
They think that they are not the darlings of that world, and that even if they are placed in the outside world, they cannot be outstanding.
The posthumous title is...
When they realize that purgatory is neither a prison nor a protective film that protects them from extinction, their so-called pride and arrogance suddenly seem extremely ridiculous.
It turns out that the human race is just outside a very, very small cage, and has been arrogant all the time.