"Divine consciousness is indeed of infinite use."
Pang Jian in the canyon watched the streak of blood go away thoughtfully, knowing that it would be difficult to catch up.
"Hoo! Hoo!"
Three silver balls were driven by his mind and will, using spiritual power as the source of power, and flew out from a rock crevice, a pile of withered grass, and a piece of mud.
The three "Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder" disappeared into his bracelet one by one.
If Fang Boxuan stayed to fight, he would try his best to push this person to the location where the "Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder" was buried, or he would deliberately expose his weaknesses and approach those locations, waiting for an opportunity to detonate three thunder balls to hit Fang Boxuan hard.
It's a pity that the timid Fang Boxuan only wanted to escape, so his prepared backup moves were useless.
He was able to explode thunderballs in the air just now, relying on his divine consciousness.
Although the divine consciousness that exists in his sea of consciousness cannot yet be controlled exquisitely, it is because of the existence of divine consciousness that he can control spiritual power across the air.
And this method was something he couldn't do in the Xiantian realm before.
In the Xiantian realm, as long as the spiritual power is out of the body for a little while, it will cut off the connection with him.
Whether he releases the "Dance of Explosion", or uses the Star Stream Technique or the Moon Blade made by condensing spiritual energy, he will soon lose contact with him after leaving the body.
The many supernatural powers injected into the killing gun can maintain the connection with his perception for a little longer after the killing gun is released.
He guessed that the killing gun was inherently strange.
However, even if he uses the art of spear control, he has to put the spear in his hand again after a while, so that he can reestablish the connection with the spiritual power in the spear.
Not like now.
The power he released in the "Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder" and "Poison-Quenching Ghost Miasma" not only kept him connected, but he could also explode the power with just a thought.
"Whoosh!"
He tossed it casually, and the Killing Spear was like a silver dragon, flying into the sky and escaping to the ground under his will.
Sometimes the spear shoots straight into the sky, and sometimes it meanders and stabs at the imaginary enemy in his mind at tricky angles.
The spiritual power, extreme cold power, starlight and moon energy poured into the killing gun in advance can all be controlled by his mind and will.
Because of the existence of divine consciousness in the sea of consciousness, he can use his own thoughts and thoughts to exquisitely control the many forces in the barrel of the gun.
Currently, what he regrets is that he cannot inject spiritual power into the killing gun from a distance.
When the power of the Shocking Spear is exhausted, the spear still needs to be put into the palm of the hand before it can be filled with many strange things again.
"If power can be poured into it from a distance, the power of the killing gun will definitely increase dramatically. In this way, the spearmanship will not only be unpredictable, but it may also be able to fly dozens of miles away, killing people and then returning at will."
Pang Jian secretly looked forward to it.
After a while.
When he first entered the Dongxuan Realm, he moved around the fourth and fifth peaks. Sometimes he wore his original black clothes, and sometimes he changed into the robes of Jianlou.
He quickly realized the power of the blue robe left by Qi Qingsong and the sword-shaped token.
As long as he wears a blue robe with the sword tower logo, all the casual cultivators he encounters, as well as the children of aristocratic families and clan elders in the third world, will look in awe of him.
Knowing his identity and knowing that he possesses a huge amount of spiritual stones, neither the casual cultivators nor the disciples of the aristocratic family dared to act rashly.
After thinking about it carefully, he gradually understood why those casual cultivators with advanced realms and elders of aristocratic families kept calm when they met him wearing Jianlou robes.
On the one hand, the other party felt that they might not be able to kill him successfully, and on the other hand, they were afraid of being seen by people nearby during the attack.
As long as people see them killing the outer disciples of Jianlou and the news spreads, they will cause endless trouble.
In today's broken land of Yuanmang, there are practitioners hiding in deep valleys, mountains and caves on many mountain peaks.
No one can guarantee that the act of killing him to seize the treasure will not be seen by a second person.
However.
As long as he takes off the robe with the Jianlou logo and puts on the black outfit he is used to wearing...
People who had never seen him wearing Jianlou clothing felt as if they had been beaten to death once they confirmed his identity.
——They all want to kill him and seize millions of spiritual stones.
"A strong sect background is like a high-level amulet, it is really useful."
After several attempts, Pang Jian had to admit that relying on a sect with deep foundations could indeed avoid too much trouble.
this day.
Pang Jian, dressed in black, completely separated from the fourth peak and gradually approached the third peak.
Different from the first and second peaks, the mountain of the third peak is covered with vegetation, and the top of the mountain is uneven and as sharp as a sword blade.
The same is true. There were no aircraft parked at the third peak before.
"The Wood Clan..."
Pang Jian stopped, squinted his eyes and looked far away, and found many members of the Wood Clan, mixed with a small number of Ghost Clan members, haunting the third peak with dense foliage.
The second peak at the other end, at the top of the smooth mountain, is crowded with people from the Heavenly Clan and the Demon Scale Clan.
"Pang Jian, why did you touch me here?"
Huang Qi quietly reappeared.
Pang Jian, who was startled, looked at where he came from and found a dozen casual cultivators of varying levels of cultivation and elders of aristocratic families huddled behind a moss-covered rock.
"The boy from Jianlou!"
A casual cultivator in the Dongxuan Realm who was active in the Fourth Peak not long ago saw Pang Jian wearing Jianlou clothes and screamed softly.
"Jianlou?" The elder of the Youshi family was stunned and said softly: "I saw him yesterday evening. He was obviously wearing black clothes!"
Someone else shouted: "I saw him kill two Dongxuan realm!"
Pang Jian, who listened silently, tried to use his spiritual consciousness to investigate, but found that he could not see the situation behind the rock because the distance was too far.
——In the early stage of the Dongxuan Realm, the appearance of divine consciousness cannot be too far away from oneself.
"Is your kid breaking through?"
Huang Qi couldn't help but yell after he came over.
A few days ago, Pang Jian was still in the Xiantian realm, but he didn't expect that he would be in the Dongxuan realm again, which surprised him greatly.
Looking at the extraordinary-looking Huang Qi, Pang Jian looked puzzled and said, "What are you doing gathering over there?"
"Just joining the group to keep warm."
Huang Qi twitched his lips and talked to Pang Jian about the latest situation.
The alien races and ferocious beasts that suddenly appeared in Yuan Mang, including a group of flying spiritual weapons that had been seized by force, had evacuated from Fangtiandi.
The evacuated alien race, carrying many of the captured rare spiritual materials, seemed to have gone to the fourth realm that was infected by dirty supernatural powers.
The remaining alien races and ferocious beasts concentrated their strength, and most of them were entrenched on the second and third peaks. They were trying to think of ways to break through the first peak that Cao Mang and Mrs. Hua had carefully managed.
In addition, in other peaks and areas of Yuanmang, there are almost no aliens and ferocious beasts.
The cultivators who are still alive should be able to get through this disaster safely as long as they stay away from the first peak as much as possible and find a secluded and uninhabited place to huddle up.
"The major sects will eventually gather their strength to come to Yuanmang. They won't be able to hold on for long."
"Hey, I didn't expect Cao Laogou to be so powerful. He could rely on the underground spiritual veins of the Yuanmang Shattered Earth and use the first peak as the foundation to create a Tiangang Spirit Slaughter Array."
"If the foreigners can't break this formation, they won't be able to attack the top of the mountain. They can only watch Cao Laogou being arrogant!"
"I'm really going to be pissed off!"
Huang Qi cursed angrily.
Pang Jian looked into the distance.
The top of the first peak, which is two thousand feet high, is indeed surrounded by brilliant light. Many sharp auras are intertwined into a giant net, enveloping the entire top of the mountain.
"Hoo! Hoo!"
The auras of heaven and earth from all directions are still converging towards the top of the first peak. That majestic and towering mountain seems to be bathed in the auspicious divine light, appearing tall and mysterious.
He couldn't see Cao Mang, Mrs. Hua, and Jiu Yuan above.
But he felt that the first peak of Yuanmang had an astonishing killing momentum, as if it could kill evil spirits and heretics.
"Cao Mang, Jiuyuan, are all those people still alive?"
Pang Jian said suddenly.
"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you. Because of the existence of the Tiangang Spirit Slaughter Array, these bitches are alive and well." Huang Qi sighed, not caring whether the casual cultivators and the elders of the family not far away heard it, Hentie Bu Chenggang said: "These alien races are here, why don't they come to the seventh level of strong men?"
"Level 7?"
Pang Jian's thoughts moved and he said: "What will happen when the seventh-level aliens and ferocious beasts arrive?"
"I was just joking, just saying it casually."
Huang Qi rolled his eyes, shook his head, and said with a wry smile: "It's better not to come. The seventh-level aliens and ferocious beasts are not something the third world can handle. If a few of them really come..."
"Then Yuan Mang has fallen long ago. You, me, everyone should die."
He no longer smiled playfully and said seriously: "Seventh level aliens and ferocious beasts can not only destroy the Yuanmang Broken Land in a short time, but the nearby broken lands and even the Xuanyou Continent are in danger. The seventh level is equivalent to the soul wandering realm overhaul , this is not a power that should appear in the third world, and it is beyond the tolerance limit of the five major sects."
"oh."
Pang Jian nodded and dismissed the idea.
"Underground spiritual veins..."
After raising his eyebrows, Pang Jian asked tentatively: "If the underground spiritual veins are gone, can the Tiangang Spirit Slaughter Array still function?"
"Of course not."
Huang Qi looked disgusted with asking for such common sense, and said: "Although the Yuan Mang under our feet only has a small spiritual vein, it is extremely precious."
"The Lieyang Sect, the Galaxy Alliance, and other powerful sects such as Hongshan and Blood Moon, which one does not rely on spiritual veins to build a sect?"
"If the spiritual veins are gone, the strong foundation of these sects will be destroyed. Even the sect-protecting formations are often closely related to the spiritual veins. If the spiritual veins are really broken or dried up, the big sects will have to find new places. Only It’s time to move the clan.”
Afterwards, he explained to Pang Jian the great significance of precious spiritual veins to the sect.
Pang Jian nodded frequently.
After a while.
"This place is dangerous, so I won't join in the fun anymore."
Seeing that many people had come over curiously, Pang Jian bowed his hands and said goodbye.
In a valley next to the third peak, looking at a winding stream, Pang Jian stopped and established a connection with Xuangui.
"Huh!"
He suddenly realized that the broken land where the black turtle was hidden was very close to him. It seemed that it would not be long before the black turtle could control the broken land and reach Yuanmang.
"There is a strange spiritual vein hidden in the broken ground of Yuanmang under my feet. Can you absorb it?"
Pang Jian conveys the voice and consciousness.
The black turtle responded immediately, telling Pang Jian that it was coming from that underground spiritual vein.
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(End of chapter)
