Zhuang Yuyan is dignified, elegant and beautiful, with waterfall-like long hair.
She pointed her white fingers at the alien god hovering in the sky and said, "Fire Movement."
A world of burning flames flew out from behind her, immediately facing the alien god with his arms hanging down naturally, his back hunched over, and his whole body wrapped in a black cloak.
One after another, large wells spewing magma and flames emerged from the burning world.
The red bird crows and the fire unicorn roars.
Hundreds of blazing rivers of flame light seemed to be driven by two strange beasts, surrounding the image of the alien gods in the outer world.
"Woo!"
Wrapped in the cloak of the projection of the alien god, there are thousands of strange creatures crying and howling. It seems that there are many people who believe in this alien god from different worlds and are in different worlds, blocking Zhuang Yuyan's burning fire.
"Ability God is nothing more than that."
Zhuang Yuyan smiled contemptuously.
Among everyone present, only she and Fu Wangchen were successfully promoted to the state of concentration in the mist.
Therefore, she consciously regarded the most powerful soul projection of the alien god as an obligation that she and Fu Wangchen must eradicate.
"Junior Brother Qi, Junior Brother Qi, you two go to the boat and kill other ghosts!"
Zhuang Yuyan ordered.
"okay!"
Qi Qingsong threw the Lan Meng Sword on the Black Iron Mountain.
A blue dreamy deep sea slowly emerged in the void of the Forbidden Land. All those who stared at this dreamy deep sea had their eyes blurred for a moment.
Looking at the beautiful deep sea, their souls sank.
As long as the foreigners can still sleep and dream normally, they will be affected by Qi Qingsong's sword intent when they look into the dreamy deep sea.
Especially those ghosts who are proficient in soul magic, they are more deeply affected. Just one glance will remind them of the most terrifying nightmare in their lives.
His wife and children died tragically, his family was ruined, his parents were seriously ill and dying, and his bloodline was exhausted...
The ghost warriors from another world, those with unstable minds, would lose control of their minds with a dull groan.
Then, the opponent in the desolate land in front of him seized the opportunity to kill him.
"Bang!"
Pang Jian escaped from the Black Iron Mountain and landed on the ground full of corpses. He first assassinated a fifth-level ghost warrior with one shot.
"Ghost clan..."
With a sudden thought, he went over to hold the ghost warrior's skull and put his palm against the Tianling Cap.
Soon, a ball of "soul fire" floated out.
After thinking about it, he took out the black crow pot that he wanted to give to Luo Hongyan and collected the "soul fire" of the ghost warrior.
"It is no longer useful to me, but Brother Zhou can use the ghost soul fire to condense more consciousness and quickly reach the limit of his consciousness."
Pang Jian rushed to the next ghost warrior.
"Ghost clan!"
The black iron mountain fell towards the ghost clan's black battleship hovering in mid-air. Dong Tianze and Fang Boxuan also joined the ranks of besieging and killing the ghost clan.
"Sword Tower!"
In the wilderness, Chen Lushi shouted excitedly.
The dazzling ribbons she was waving were like octopus tentacles, and she was fighting with several alien warriors carrying the hard shells of giant beetles.
Those alien warriors whose first-born tentacles all had a huge natural back armor had thick skin and flesh, and were not affected by her spiritual illusion at all, which made her miserable.
Several Tianshuize disciples around her had turned into corpses under the attack of those strange-looking foreign warriors.
At this moment, the people coming from the Desolate Realm were all on the main battleship of the ghost tribe. Fu Wangchen single-handedly intercepted the image of the alien god summoned by the strongest ghost warrior in the sky.
In this situation, when she suddenly saw someone from the Sword Tower sect emerging from the mist, Chen Rushi quickly waved her jade arm to ask for help: "Here, come to us to help in the fight!"
"Demon Heart Sect, Chen Lushi..."
Zhao Yuanqi, who was stepping on the gourd, glanced at her coldly in mid-air and said, "It was this woman who stirred up the Gang Feng, causing me to waste nearly a thousand spiritual jade."
A huge red gourd with brilliant rays of light flew towards a woman in Tianshuize in the burgundy sunset.
Zhao Yuanqi unscrewed the gag and faced several aliens with human heads and scorpion bodies crawling on the ground to attack.
Nine rays of rays of light shot out in a row, and the bodies of those alien tribesmen with human heads and scorpion bodies were stung by the divine brilliance she released, turning into hornet's nests.
Lu Xiangyi from Tianshui Ze was able to escape smoothly and quickly thanked her.
"You're welcome. We all come from the world of purgatory, so we should help each other."
Zhao Yuanqi ordered the gourd to come closer, went over to pick up Lu Xiangyi, and then rescued the nearby Tianshui Ze disciples.
A quarter of an hour later.
A total of six ghost warriors were killed by Pang Jian's killing spear, and six balls of soul fire gathered in the black crow pot.
"That should be enough."
After muttering something, he looked at the broken remains of the Shanshui Spirit Boat.
There, Wu Yuan, a man with thick eyebrows and big eyes and a calm personality, controlled twelve huge rocks and crushed the alien warriors who dared to approach one by one.
The surfaces of those rocks of different sizes are not smooth, and are still stained with colorful alien blood.
The blood-stained rocks looked like brightly colored meteorites from the sky as they swayed and flew in mid-air.
"Boom! Bang bang!"
One after another, the foreign warriors were smashed to pieces by those huge rocks, and their eyes looked at him with fear.
Wu Yuan looked focused and had no emotion on his face. Killing level five aliens was like killing chickens and dogs.
Through the mist high in the sky, a golden bee noticed something was wrong. Pang Jian summoned wisps of golden consciousness in his eyes.
His eyes instantly turned golden.
As a result, he saw dozens of living dead from the Demon Sect and Tianshui Ze scattered around the broken wreckage, with wisps of green smoke escaping into the seven holes.
Green smoke clouds came from the high altitude of the Forbidden Land, the projection of the soul of the alien god wrapped in a pitch black cloak.
It seemed like... a thread on the cloak.
"Similar to the green ants released by the clairvoyants, they can gnaw at their thoughts and dominate and enslave their bodies."
Pang Jian realized something and quietly approached.
"I don't need support here!"
Wu Yuan frowned. He looked at Pang Jian who came with a gun unhappily, and said coldly: "I can deal with all the aliens in front of you, you go elsewhere."
Pang Jian stopped, and then said: "Either you kill those living dead yourself, or I do it."
Tian Shuize and the disciples of the Demon Master, who were like walking corpses, were clearly out of the mist, but they still could not wake up.
Moreover, they were still mechanically numb, holding the spiritual jade to draw strength, and still offering bright-colored Gangshields.
After leaving the mist, the protective shield no longer needs to be maintained permanently, but they obviously don't know that.
"What's wrong with them?"
Wu Yuan said cautiously.
"The evil power of foreign gods took the opportunity to infect their souls. I saw something getting in." Pang Jian replied, and then said: "If you can't kill them in time, they will be worse than those you killed." The dead aliens are even more difficult to deal with."
"you sure?"
"Sure."
"good."
Wu Yuan, who practiced the "Magic Stone Technique" of Tianmo Sect, had a heart as hard as stone and had no emotional bonds, immediately used the magic stone he had chosen from thousands of people.
Twelve huge rocks, like meteorites falling from the sky, quickly killed the sitting living dead.
"Bang! Bang bang!"
Dozens of living dead died after their skulls and body bones were smashed by the magic stone that fell and then flew up.
Pang Jian was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect this person to be so decisive and kill as soon as he said it.
"laugh!"
He released the golden consciousness in his eyes, trying to enter the brain of the deceased and gather any remaining divine consciousness.
However, he discovered that there was a weak divine consciousness that quickly disappeared from the body of the corpse towards the earth.
He immediately looked into the air.
The foreign god, wrapped in a jet black cloak and holding a silver trident, also looked at him with a pair of gloomy eyes like a huge green lantern.
Before he could exert his strength, the third eye on Fu Wangchen's forehead opened, and a brilliant divine light disrupted his perception.
Also at this moment.
Pang Jian clearly felt that the third eye that appeared on Fu Wangchen's forehead was all condensed by divine consciousness containing divine consciousness!
This peerless genius in the desolate realm, the soul condensed in the sea of consciousness, has the same form as himself.
But the eyes of Shenhun are actually a collection of divine consciousness!
Pang Jian didn't know how many parts of Fu Wangchen's soul that existed deep in the sea of consciousness were cast with special spiritual consciousness. He could only be sure that the eyes must be like this.
"A single divine eye can have such power and wonder in its head, torso, arms, and heart. If there are enough special divine consciousnesses to condense all parts of the divine soul, then such a divine soul..."
Pang Jian suddenly saw the target direction.
Before condensing his soul, he decided to collect as much of the divine consciousness of the alien gods as possible and condense more golden consciousness in the sea of consciousness.
He wants his soul, after it is successfully cast, to be filled with golden light!
"Wu Yuan! What are you doing?!"
Five hundred feet away, Jiang Chao from Tianshui Ze turned his head and shouted angrily.
Although most of the living dead who died were members of the Demon Sect, there were also some disciples of their Tianshui Ze.
Jiang Chao was still hoping that those people would wake up on their own after entering the Forbidden Land.
Unexpectedly, they were all killed by Wu Yuan in the blink of an eye.
"He said that those living dead have been infected by foreign gods."
Wu Yuan pointed at Pang Jian who turned around and left.
"Do you believe what he says? Wu Yuan, is there something wrong with your mind? Dozens of people were all killed by you just because of his words!"
"After they wake up, they will be our immediate combat power, our strength to compete with the aliens!"
"Wu Yuan, can you use your brain when doing things?"
"besides……"
"Pang Jian, right? Why do you think that they will never wake up and will be infected by the power of the alien god?"
Jiang Chao said angrily.
"Whoosh!"
Pang Jian flew to a stream, grabbed the other living dead in Tianshuize who was thrown far away, and threw it towards Jiang Chao with all his strength.
"Just put this person aside and see if he wakes up."
"Plop!"
A slightly plump Tianshui Ze man fell into the stream beside Jiang Chao.
As a member of Tianshui Ze, Jiang Chao, who practices water magic, used water to bring the man to the surface to prevent him from sinking to the bottom of the river and being washed away. "I want to see if he will be as you said." Like!"
"If he can wake up, if he has not been infected by the supernatural god, all those killed by Wu Yuan will be blamed on you."
"Pang Jian, you have to pay for your nonsense!"
Jiang Chao shouted angrily.
"Senior Brother Jiang, I'm fine, I'm awake."
The plump man emerged from the water, put away the spiritual shield on his body, threw away the spiritual jade in his palm, and summoned a purple clay pot from his bracelet.
"Senior brother, where are the other junior brothers and sisters?"
He looked at Jiang Chao with a blank expression.
"Pang Jian! You deserve death!"
Jiang Chao's face darkened, his eyes locked on the tall and tall figure flying by, and he said sternly: "Just because of your error in judgment, dozens of our comrades died!"
"Senior Brother Jiang, where have we been?"
"Ah, are we out of the mist?"
"Are we finally saved?"
Further away, several other living dead who had not been killed by Wu Yuan also woke up one after another.
They looked at the current scene with confusion on their faces, and were either asking Jiang Chao or Wu Yuan, hoping that they would tell them what was going on.
"I……"
Wu Yuan's face was dark, and he looked at the fleshy corpses beside him. His heart was as hard as stone, and he felt a trace of self-doubt.
I wonder if he really did something wrong.
"If you don't succeed enough, you will fail more than you do. This direct disciple of the original poster is nothing more than that!"
Chen Lushi finally managed to break out from a group of aliens with armors on their backs. The purple dress that supported her beautiful figure had some damage, which made her look like a young woman. Her waist and hips were white and shiny.
With a cold face, she glanced at Pang Jian first, then looked at Fu Wangchen high in the sky.
Fu Wangchen, who used his third eye to control the appearance of an ancient god and resisted the projection of the soul of foreign gods, became taller and taller in her eyes.
She always believed that Fu Wangchen was the owner of the golden bee and the noble person who led them out of the mist.
"The direct disciple chosen by Li Zhaotian doesn't seem to be unusual. He only acts based on instinct, but he doesn't feel very reliable."
She compared Pang Jian and Fu Wangchen in her heart.
Immediately he shook his head secretly, feeling that comparing Pang Jian to Fu Wangchen in the desolate realm was like an insult to Fu Wangchen.
"Pang Jian! You have to give us an explanation!"
Jiang Chao activated his secret technique, and thousands of crystal water arrows flew out from the stream in front of him, assassinating a dozen foreign warriors who came over.
He stared at Pang Jian and said coldly: "Because of your mistakes, dozens of people died!"
Pang Jian turned his head and glanced at Jiang Chao and the plump Tianshui Ze disciple next to him.
That man happened to look at him with a confused look on his face.
Their eyes met, and both of them had a hint of coldness in their eyes.
Pang Jian frowned slightly, said nothing more, and drifted into a forest with towering trees.
Mid-air.
"This person……"
Lu Xiangyi, who was rescued by Zhao Yuanqi, turned her bright eyes like autumn water to Pang Jian who escaped into the forest because of Jiang Chao's accusation, and said murderously: "Damn it! Because of his blind command, we died so much." Lots of companions!”
Several of those who were killed by Wu Yuan were very close to her personally, and she fully hoped that those people would wake up one by one after entering the Forbidden Land.
Now those people are all reduced to a pile of meat.
"Pang Jian can't be wrong, only Jiang Chao is wrong!"
Zhou Qingchen, who was at the back of the red gourd, originally thought this beautiful little girl from Tianshui Ze was good, but now he said in annoyance: "Senior sister, I don't want to listen to her nagging anymore, just throw her away."
"Um."
The gourd lowered slightly, and when it reached Wu Yuan's position, Zhao Yuanqi kicked Lu Xiangyi down.
"you!"
Lu Xiangyi, who was rubbing her round buttocks and baring her teeth, couldn't even utter a word of complaint as she watched the two people who were not wearing Jianlou clothes fly away.
After all, they had just saved her life.
"Then Pang Jian, could he be right?"
She looked in disbelief at several disciples of Tianshui Ze and Mo Sect who were awakening almost at the same time, very far away from Shanshui Lingzhou.
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