After the blow, Fu Wangchen stepped out of the Tianpeng battleship.
"Want to escape?"
He locked the flying Pang Jian from afar with his divine eyes on his forehead, and said coldly: "Beyond the forbidden area, many alien gods from the outside world are eyeing them. As the master of the Underworld Soul Bee, do you still want to hunt gods?"
He stepped in the void, one step was thousands of feet away, and he approached Pang Jian as if teleporting.
Pang Jian, who was flying through the air, turned his head and saw Qi Qingsong, who was knocked down into the lake with his backhand, and the depression in his heart became even stronger.
"Desolate Realm, Fu Wangchen!"
Pang Jian took a deep breath, wanting to stop in the void and fight to the death with the future master of the desolate realm.
But the Tianpeng battleship and the ancient god Dharma summoned by Fu Wangchen made him know that there was no chance of winning if he stayed.
Anyone who stays will be severely wounded by Fu Wangchen again and captured alive!
Fu Wangchen's target is just him and has nothing to do with Qi Qingsong, Dong Tianze and others. Only if he escapes and leaves, Dong Tianze and the others will not be implicated.
As soon as he thought of this, the void flew faster.
"Look in the mirror!"
A square silver mirror suddenly rose from behind Fu Wangchen. The smooth mirror surface was like the divine eye on his forehead, and it also illuminated Pang Jian.
As soon as Pang Jian's figure was reflected in the mirror, his true body was fixed in the void.
His perception of all the bees, including the spiritual connection with the queen bee, was cut off by the "divine mirror" in an instant.
In the bright mirror, vague and illusory shadows quietly appeared on the edge, like the fallen heroes of the desolate land.
The shadow's aura is ancient, mysterious and distant, as if it were looking at Pang Jian who was reflected in the mirror from some era that disappeared.
The past, the present, and the present overlap.
"Pang Jian, you can't leave."
Fu Wangchen turned around and escaped into the mirror.
In the mirror, he looked like a sky-holding god from ancient times, millions of times larger than Pang Jian's figure.
Fu Wangchen, who was like a giant spirit, sneered and waved his fist in the mirror, hitting Pang Jian's figure reflected in the "miracle mirror".
The overwhelming divine power, accompanied by the shadow's gaze, suddenly covered Pang Jian in the mirror.
Pang Jian's true form was horrified, knowing that the situation was not good, and quickly mobilized his strength to use the Broken Star Umbrella, Nine Sun Cauldron, and Shocking Killing Spear one by one.
"Wow!"
The Broken Star Umbrella suddenly grew dozens of times in size. The stars and moon on the umbrella surface were shining brightly, and there was a well of crystal ice that was filled with cold air. It sprayed out crushed ice and green spiritual energy.
Under the umbrella, nine burning miniature suns support a large red cauldron.
Under the cauldron, Pang Jian turned his killing gun and drew out rings of silver moons.
Further down, a hazy halo shrouds his body.
This magnificent spectacle of multiple defenses shocked many people in the Forbidden Land. Only at this moment did they realize how powerful Pang Jian was and how extraordinary he was.
"This guy turns out to have so many tricks!"
"He who is in the Dongxuan Realm may be able to fight against the Concentrated Soul Realm. Unfortunately, his opponent is Fu Wangchen from the Desolate Realm. The Divine Mirror is a quasi-divine weapon!"
"No wonder, the owner of the Sword Tower accepted him as his direct disciple."
"..."
Everyone was horrified by the magical power displayed by the desperate Pang Jian.
But it was only a moment of shock.
Because Fu Wangchen, who looked like a giant spirit god in the "mirror of gods", had accumulated the power to break through the sky, and fell on Pang Jian in the mirror.
"boom!"
When Pang Jian was attacked in the mirror, Pang Jian outside the mirror felt the same way. The Broken Star Umbrella obtained from Liang Ying was the first to have its ribs broken by the brutal force that shattered the world.
Infinite moonlight and starry sputtering, just like the Milky Way collapsing and annihilating in the sky.
Behind the umbrella, the blazing suns surrounding the Nine Yang Cauldron also disappeared like fireworks.
"Crack!"
The Jiuyang Cauldron was broken into pieces and scrapped like a black iron mountain.
"Come again!"
Fu Wangchen kept punching him in the mirror.
Pang Jian, who was in the deep space outside, could not see his attacker, and could only feel the force of the powerful fist coming from all directions.
The rings of the silver moon began to explode one after another, and many of the shields refined by supernatural powers and the shields of the black tortoise shells were constantly shattered and disappeared by the power of heaven.
After a while, Pang Jian's body was bleeding profusely, and he had no idea how many bones were broken.
"Fu Wangchen! How dare you!"
Zhuang Yuyan became angry.
The mother-child spirit sword shined out, creating a world of raging flames. Suzaku and Qilin screamed and roared, heading straight for the "divine mirror".
"Foolish!"
Fu Wangchen snorted coldly in the mirror.
"Boom!"
A majestic statue of the ancient god flew out from the center of the Tianpeng battleship. He stepped into the small world of flames, and then used the lotus platform burning with karma fire to suppress the Suzaku and Qilin, which represented Zhuang Yuyan's two spiritual swords.
The red bird whined, the unicorn cried out in pain, and the small world of flames instantly turned into nothingness.
"Tianpeng! Follow me to hunt evil spirits!"
Fu Wangchen gave another order, and the Tianpeng battleship parked in the middle of the forest immediately sounded a chirp.
Within the remains of the white golden-winged roc, streaks of golden lightning suddenly appeared, and the powerful power hidden deep in the bones exploded.
The ninth-level golden-winged roc, which had been dead for who knows how many years and had already become a historical legend, seemed to have a short life.
It soared through the void, getting closer and closer to Fu Wangchen, intending to pick up its master.
However, just as it passed another lake.
In the middle of the calm lake, a giant vortex like a sinkhole suddenly appeared. The ninth-level golden-winged roc felt like it was being pulled hard in the void, and it suddenly became unable to move.
"Wow!"
In an unknown amount of deep lake, a huge creature escaped from the vortex and charged fiercely towards the golden-winged roc in the air.
It is shaped like a giant eel, with scales like ice crystals, a slender neck, and a body length of over five hundred feet!
Its two huge ice ball-like beast eyes are full of greed and ferocity, and its flat body stabs at the golden-winged roc like a sword.
On its dragon-like forehead, a sharp dragon horn shines with cold light, and the divine light is suddenly dazzling!
"Crack!"
The sharp dragon horn, like a giant pillar a hundred feet thick, exuding infinite evil intent, directly penetrated the golden-winged roc.
It immediately moved its claws and claws together, slammed the wings of the Tianpeng battleship, and then shook it wildly.
Two land-like wings, and the palace buildings sitting above them collapsed and shattered in an instant.
The cultivators in the desolate realm, riding the golden-winged roc refined with divine blood, howled in panic and fled.
"Ice-armored eel dragon!"
"An ice-armored eel dragon of at least level eight!"
Lu Jie and the majestic man were so frightened that their faces turned pale.
"Peng! Bang bang bang!"
Each roc bird was cut by the ice armor that fell off its body, turning into drops of golden divine blood.
It opened its mouth in the lake, drank drops of golden blood rain freely, and then dragged the Tianpeng battleship in the desolate land directly to the depths of the lake.
"Ice-armored eel dragon!"
Fu Wangchen screamed in horror.
Without any hesitation, he stepped out of the "miracle" suddenly, no longer caring about bombarding Pang Jian.
With the "miracle" floating above his head, he adjusted the angle of the "mirror" and hurried to shine on the ice-armored eel dragon.
When the huge body of the Ice-Armored Eel Dragon appeared in the mirror, the Ice-Armored Eel Dragon, which was dragging the giant bird battleship and gradually disappearing into the lake, was really frozen for a moment.
There was also a trace of confusion in the eyes of the ice-armored eel dragon beast, a little unclear.
The next moment, it suddenly rushed downward with all its strength.
The one in the "divine mirror" also shattered when it broke free from the shackles of the quasi-artifact.
Fu Wangchen grunted, two traces of blood flowed from his eyes, and summoned the majestic ancient god Dharma Prime Minister, intending to rush into the lake and pull back the Tianpeng battleship.
"Junior Brother Fu, don't go down!"
"That ice-armored eel dragon is at least level eight. It's definitely something you can't handle!"
Lu Jie screamed in horror. She stood on top of a piece of golden divine feathers, pulling her fellow juniors and sisters around.
At this time, those who escaped from the Tianpeng battleship were evacuating the lake by air.
Those who cannot control the sky without special equipment will disappear in the blink of an eye once they fall into the lake.
The lake where the ice-armored eel dragon was hiding suddenly became a forbidden land, with the most terrifying mouth of a bloodthirsty beast that seemed to be able to swallow up everyone who fell into it.
"I……"
Fu Wangchen was suspended in the air, watching a fellow senior sister cry out for help as if she was drowning, but slowly sank to the bottom of the lake.
The dark blue lake water was muddy due to the appearance of the ice-armored eel dragon.
Fu Wangchen, with the third eye on his forehead, could not see the situation at the bottom of the lake.
He was determined to go and find out, but he was a little hesitant.
"do not go!"
Lu Jie screamed again, flying over with the golden divine feather, and forced Fu Wangchen into the divine feather.
"Ice Armored Eel Dragon..."
Pang Jian, who took the opportunity to fly out of the Forbidden Land, also saw this spectacle through the golden bee insect's vision.
He also could not have imagined that there would be a beast that reached level eight, huddled in that lake, suddenly attacked the Tianpeng battleship, and dragged it deep into the lake.
"Fu Wangchen doesn't have the golden-winged roc, the ancient divine dharma, and the divine mirror, but he still has the cultivation level of the concentration state."
Pang Jian, who was seriously injured, had blood all over his face.
His eyes, stained red by blood, were filled with bloodthirsty and violent light, and he looked coldly at the dejected Fu Wangchen.
The power of thick qi and blood and abundant life energy were flowing rapidly in his body, helping him stabilize his injuries.
"No, there's still no chance of winning."
After thinking about it for a while, Pang Jian still shook his head and sighed.
People from Mo Sect, Tianshui Ze, Heimu Ya, and the Xiao family all treat Fu Wangchen as a leader and will listen to Fu Wangchen.
If he dares to look back, he will face more than just Fu Wangchen.
Also, his current condition is not good. The Broken Star Umbrella and Nine Yang Cauldron have been destroyed, and his body's strength has also been consumed too much.
As soon as he thought of this, Pang Jian resisted the urge to turn around and turned his gaze to the other three fragments of land.
"The land of ice!"
"Teleport!"
After leaving the Tianpeng battleship and no longer locked by the "divine mirror", he used the "Gate of Purgatory" to reach the location of another bee.
He instantly disappeared into the sky outside the Forbidden Land.
When Fu Wangchen came to his senses and used the "divine mirror" to reflect on him again, he found that he had disappeared.
Over the forest.
"You can actually teleport."
Wu Yuan of the Demon Sect was sitting on top of a suspended demon stone, looking at the direction where Pang Jian disappeared.
While everyone's attention was still focused on the lake where the ice-armored eel dragon rushed out, and all focused on Fu Wangchen, he was the only one who kept paying attention to Pang Jian.
He was the only one who saw Pang Jian teleport and disappear.
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(End of chapter)
