A long snow-white snake immersed its body in the river. It raised its head and spit out thick poisonous smoke, submerging the practitioners of Black Valley and Lieyang Sect.
"Chichi!"
A practitioner surrounded by poisonous smoke will immediately feel dizzy once the spiritual energy shield is eroded away.
At this time, in their eyes, the big snake with a body of several dozen feet turned into a beautiful woman with a beautiful face.
Or, they become the parents, wives and children they miss, and the love of their lives.
The cultivators of the Concentrating Soul Realm and the Dongxuan Realm fell into a trap in a daze, and fell into the open bloody mouth of the big snake like moths flying into the flames.
Those fragile bodies turned into withered bones in just a matter of seconds.
Their flesh and blood slipped down to the snake's internal organs, but the dead bones were spit out by it.
Beside the stream, there were piles of dead bones of human cultivators, which made those who were still alive despair.
"We are all ghosts. Please understand and don't hate me."
Clusters of green and faint soul fire appeared in his mind one after another. He burst out with a terrifying momentum and said: "The ghost eats the soul!"
"Is he really entering the soul wandering realm for the first time?"
Clusters of will-o'-the-wisps flew out of the minds of six local ghost warriors and were inhaled by him.
After Pang Jian left, more ghostly soul fire drifted into the minds of those living people.
From the flying fish boat, beams of sword light flew out, killing the possessed Jinghong Army soldiers and members of the Zhu family.
They didn't understand why Pang Jian came at this time.
"Where are the Pangjian people?"
"Uncle Wu, how are you?"
This blue-gray iron ball transformed into the shape of a giant hedgehog and headed straight for the snake's ferocious mouth.
At the foot of majestic mountains and rivers.
"Don't blame me. Cruel wars naturally come with sacrifices, and there's nothing I can do about it."
The Chaos Sword Technique is executed with the Source Demon Sword, and thousands of mysteries are overflowing. It is a magical scene that Orochi has never seen before.
Its face was red, its eyes were full of madness and bloodlust, and it had no intelligence at all.
"I didn't pay attention."
The river is filled with bloodthirsty water, and there is an unknown amount of filth and poison, corroding the Hunyuan ball under the power of the big snake.
Pang Jian nodded lightly.
The ghost turned pale in horror.
Six seventh-level ghost warriors, with their thin and small bodies, were all frozen inside the ice crystal thorns, watching in despair as he fought to swallow souls.
"Heart of Winter!"
"You have never been to the Frozen Land."
The other casual cultivators also looked at Jianzhou with gleaming eyes, and all sighed: "Master Zhou, do you think he is so powerful, why is he not among the top 100 in the soul wandering realm?"
Zhou Qingchen slashed another Golden Arm Ape to death, turned to look at Wu Xuanfeng who was following Jianzhou, and said in a deep voice: "Now, is he worthy of the title of disciple of the master of Jianlou?"
"Know."
When the thorns pierced his body, he screamed and summoned back the ghost fire of his soul.
In the cave, huge ice crystal thorns hung upside down, and a beautifully dressed ghost man was breathing out will-o'-the-wisps with his hands clasped together.
…
That smile made his hair stand on end, and it also reminded him suddenly of what that crystal clear heart was.
"Wow!"
"Ugh!"
The spiritual energy shield of Pang Jian's protective body surged several times, like a layer of thick rock ice, falling to the bottom of the dirty river to hold the Hunyuan ball.
All the puppets have the same source of thought - Gui Qi. He uses the tactics of the Jinghong Army more skillfully than the real generals of the Jinghong Army.
Blood gushed out from the snake's scaly neck, and its head and body split apart. Pang Jian approached and grabbed it, then disappeared into the storage bracelet.
"It's a bit of a ghost story."
"Pang Jian!"
Not long after.
People from Tianshuize asked.
"This severe cold..."
The violent blood bear, the snow-white snake, and the flat magpie are all eighth-level ferocious beasts forcibly given birth to by bloodthirsty, and their actual combat power is only slightly higher than that of seventh-level beasts.
The golden soul belonging to him suddenly flew away from the center of his eyebrows, first tearing the alien god that Gui Ji had condensed into pieces into pieces, and then extinguishing the clusters of soul fire in Gui Ji.
Suddenly, he felt a bone-chilling chill gushing out from the ice rock under his buttocks.
"On Liu Yuyu's side, the ghost warrior named Gui Ji is the real troublesome figure."
No matter how hard this big snake worked, no matter what secret blood technique it used, the annular aperture made of sword light continued to shrink.
After flying dozens of miles away, she saw the sword boat moored in mid-air, but Pang Jian was missing.
Under the transparent ice rock, someone was holding a crystal clear heart, floating upward little by little, and grinning at him.
It still has snake scales below its neck, which shows that it is not skilled in advancement and transformation, and is worse than a dead bloody bear.
An elder from the Lieyang Sect screamed a reminder.
A streak of black and yellow blood seemed to be flying upward from the ground below the mountain, and soon it reached the inside of the mountain.
"This big snake is full of treasures, but he didn't search carefully?"
A huge, skinny ghost appeared from behind his head. He transformed a ghost god he believed in in order to wipe out Pang Jian's spiritual consciousness and seize Pang Jian's body like Zhu Wenle's.
"puff!"
Not long after, he transformed his talent for escaping into mountains.
Pang Jian laughed dumbly.
This place was far away from the foot of the mountain. They did not see Pang Jian going on a killing spree, and their impressions of Pang Jian remained fixed.
The Hunyuan Ball was thrown out by him casually, and spiritual power, ice cold power, thunder and lightning, and the power of the stars and moon were transported and gathered together.
"Judging from his current combat power, he is on the same level as Zhu Wenle."
Gui Ji took the body of Zhu Wenle and controlled the huge fan, and combined with the generals of the Jinghong Army and the Zhu family members, formed an array to surround the Feiyu Boat.
When Pang Jian drove the sword boat and arrived in front of this big snake that had just been promoted to the eighth level, it already had a gorgeous human face.
This artifact, which had reached the holy level in exchange for merit points, and Pang Jian's mental connection were wiped out, like a stubborn stone that had sunk at the bottom of the river for thousands of years.
…
A ray of green sword light suddenly shot out and formed a ring in the void, surrounding the void around the big snake like a halo.
The sun, moon and stars appeared one after another, thousands of heavenly demons danced wildly, unknown monsters and demon eyes emerged, thunder and lightning writhed to annihilate the heavens and the earth, and earthly flames burned all things.
Yu Huan ran away.
"Apart from bloodthirsty, other dirty forces are quite familiar to me."
"Hoo! Hoo!"
Taking advantage of Black Tortoise's earth-escape talent, he had full vision underground and had already locked onto a location in the mountains and rivers.
…
Another similar ring-shaped sword light surrounded Bian Que, who was slaughtering the disciples of the Demon Sect, and killed this fifth-level beast that was also undergoing transformation.
The big snake's blood-red vertical pupils suddenly showed an expression of pain and violence. Its tail that had submerged in the stream suddenly flew out, rolling up the dark and turbid stream water to face the Hunyuan ball.
The surviving disciples of Lieyang Sect and Black Valley came over in shock and trepidation. They cut and collected the valuable snake skin, snake bones, and snake meat from the big snake, their companions' relics.
The Hunyuan ball hit the river water, but the soft and strange force of the river water actually reduced most of the impact. It was also dragged into the river by the big snake's tail.
The last casual cultivator remembered what Pang Jian had said before, saying that Zhu Wenle might not be able to return to Xiangguang Shattered Land alive. At this moment, he couldn't help but sigh: "Zhu Wenle is indeed dead. What he said is really right."
The ice crystal thorns hanging upside down were moved by some kind of force, and they all stabbed at the ghost who was casting the spell.
Pang Jian secretly cursed.
Guiji's expression changed, and he quickly lowered his head to look down.
Recalling the terrifying aura of the Ice-Armored Eel Dragon, he knew that false power could not bring a real threat.
Its head, which was condensed into a human face, was slowly clasped by the ring after all.
The sword boat roared on the broken ground of brocade clouds.
"Crack! Click!"
Inside the mountain, he held the "Heart of Winter" in his hand and gradually approached an icy cave.
The group of casual cultivators who followed him in the Concentration Realm nodded slightly and accompanied him to hunt the nearby ferocious beasts.
The big snow-white snake had lost its head, part of its body was exposed outside the stream, and part of its body was still in the river. The poisonous smoke nearby dissipated quickly.
The eighth-level ghost warrior and six seventh-level ghost warriors became his trophies in Jinyun Broken Land.
The surviving members of the Black Valley and Lieyang sect were scrambling to escape when they saw the sword boat roaring towards them, with blank expressions on their faces.
The iron ball, which was about the size of a fist, was only magnified dozens of times. It was surrounded by silvery white lightning, and beams of sharp ice edges were emitted, suddenly brightening.
Gui Ji, who put most of his energy and soul power outside to control Zhu Wenle and the generals of the Jinghong Army, never expected that there would be a fire in the backyard, let alone that Pang Jian was actually holding the sacred object "Heart of Winter" in his hand.
"This battle is not over yet!" Zhou Qingchen snorted coldly.
"That's an eighth-level ferocious beast!"
This resulted in the soldiers of the Jinghong Army and the Zhu family members from the Kingdom of Haotian all becoming puppets under his control.
He shook his head and muttered.
Liu Youyu, who had the Xuantian Divine Mirror suspended above his head, frowned and shouted: "People from Tianshui Ze, leave this place quickly!"
Gui Ji sighed in his true form, while continuing to swallow the soul fire of his kind, while saying: "My status in the world of heaven and ghosts is not low, and I have children to raise. This time I accompanied you to purgatory by mistake, it is my life
This is a turning point. I must return to the world of heaven and ghost alive, and I will never die in purgatory for no reason."
The thin and filthy supernatural power in the broken earth poured into the turbid river water crazily due to the condensed power of its bloodline.
"Compared to the Ice-Armored Eel Dragon, these two guys are much weaker. They don't seem to be on the same level."
In the annular aperture, a dazzling spectacle suddenly appeared.
"clear!"
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Deep underground, Pang Jian, surrounded by black and yellow blood light, was walking leisurely towards the towering mountains and rivers.
After muttering something, Pang Jian returned to the sword boat and rushed towards the next target.
Wu Xuanfeng nodded hastily: "It's worthy! Of course it's worthy!"
After a while.
Liu Youyu was still looking at the corpses of Zhu Wenle and others falling from the sky with a confused look on his face, when the sword boat suddenly floated by.
Pang Jian raised his head and said, "This is Guiji's true form."
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