Absolutely forbidden.
The golden bee, which had been depressed for a long time, suddenly spoke human words again: "Get ready, and you can set off to the Thunder God's Forbidden Land. We will also participate in snatching the fragments of the Thunder God's Court."
Qi Qingsong jumped up and shouted: "Pang Jian, what did you find?"
"Pang Jian, why did it take so long for you to make any movement?" Zhou Qingchen asked.
"Has it been a long time?" Bee Chong asked curiously.
"Well, we didn't measure the time, but it feels like it's been a month." Zhuang Yuyan forced a smile, pointed to the lakes at the foot of the mountain, and said: "Everyone who enters the lake, including practitioners from the Sea Clan and all forces, is... Didn’t come out.”
She briefly discussed the situation with Pang Jian, then pointed to Wu Yuan: "This is another guy who is willing to believe in you and came here to seek refuge early."
The new generation genius of the Demon Sect looked curiously at the talking golden bee with fear in his eyes.
He knew that the golden bee-insect was called the Underworld Soul Bee, which fed on the divine consciousness of foreign gods and was a very dangerous thing in all realms.
The golden bee was silent for a moment, without commenting on Wu Yuan's arrival, and then said: "Ignore Jue Tian Forbidden Land for now, you set off immediately, I will come when you are about to arrive."
Zhao Yuanqi threw out the big red wine gourd, jumped to the top first, and said: "Let's go."
…
Exterior of the Frozen Land.
"The Forbidden Land of the Heaven, the Forbidden Land of the God of Thunder, and the broken ground where the God of Fire fell..."
The second elder Bingyuan, the fifth elder Bingying, and more than a dozen Ice Tribe warriors who have reached the sixth level of cultivation are holding artifacts passed down from their ancestors and riding birds to float high in the sky.
They looked excited and looked around, full of interest in everything.
This is the first time they have stepped out of the frozen land since they were born.
"He showed us a way to go to the Thunder God's Forbidden Land."
Bingying murmured.
After her bloodline broke through to level seven and her lifespan increased, the wrinkles on her face disappeared, and she looked like a stern woman in her fifties.
"Bingyuan, should we listen to him?"
As she spoke, excitement gradually appeared in her eyes.
Without waiting for the second elder to answer, she added: "According to what outsiders say, the bloodline of those intruders in the Thunder God's Forbidden Land is currently only at the sixth level, and none of them can be promoted to the seventh level. If the two of us go there, we only need to pay attention to whether we can be The puppet of the alien god has arrived, so don’t worry too much about anything else.”
"Ok, I know."
Bingyuan was also eager to try. He was silent for a moment and suddenly said: "Bingying, you and I both know that the changes in the frozen land were caused by him."
He held the frost scepter that belonged to the great elder, with a piercing light shining out of his slightly narrowed eyes, and said sadly: "The god we believe in has fallen, and the cold crystal goddess who occupied our home is still driving us. Those who worshiped Him scoured the ruins."
"And the Tears of Winter!"
Bingyuan took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "The disappearance of the Heavenly Forbidden Barrier may cause us to be sensed by Him, and perhaps there will soon be aliens loyal to Him looking for us."
"We must become stronger as soon as possible!"
"Also, the promotion of you and me to the seventh level is a big advantage for us now! If it's too late, the creatures who break into the Thunder God's Forbidden Land, the Flame Forbidden Land, and the Juetian Forbidden Land may also break their shackles due to unexpected encounters."
"Just listen to him! Let's go into the Thunder God's forbidden area first and look for the power that can make us stronger!"
Next to the two elders, a dozen sixth-level Ice Tribe warriors were also grinding their fists.
"Okay, I'll ask the others to come out too!"
Fifth Elder Bingying nodded solemnly.
Half an hour later, there were hundreds of sixth-level and fifth-level Ice Tribe warriors, plus five Ice Tribe elders, riding on the birds and spiritual birds born in the frozen land, and marched toward the Thunder God's Forbidden Land. go.
…
Prayer altar.
"Stop the breeding of new bees. The flesh and blood of the ferocious beast in my hands will soon be exhausted."
Pang Jian sat quietly on the altar, communicated with Queen Bee secretly, and then took out the spiritual jade to absorb the power.
Glancing at the sky where the fog had faded, Pang Jian sensed the released bees and insects, frowned, and suddenly said: "Elder Glacier, don't use your original rituals to communicate with the gods through the prayer altar in the future. "
"Otherwise, you might be able to communicate with the goddess Han Jing."
The sixth elder, Binghe, who was specially left at the prayer altar to serve Pang Jian, was a short and stocky old man from the Ice Tribe. His face turned pale with fear.
"Han, the goddess of cold crystal, maybe you can know our existence through this?" Binghe stammered.
"Um."
Pang Jian nodded lightly, "Since the Heavenly Forbidden Barrier has disappeared, if we use the prayer altar to communicate with the Ice Demon, the person we communicate with will most likely be him."
He now strongly doubts the cold gaze he noticed on the broken altar in the forbidden place of prayer in purgatory.
The terrifying chill that reached directly into his soul and almost caused his sea of consciousness to freeze and crack, came from the new god of the Black Ice Realm—the Cold Crystal Goddess!
As for whether it was the Ice Demon or the Cold Crystal Goddess that the Cyclops Patriarch communicated through sacrifices in Ice Rock City many years ago, he was not sure.
"Understood! From now on, we will no longer hold prayer ceremonies!"
Sixth Elder Binghe kept this in mind and timidly left the altar where the "Heart of Winter" had been placed. It was only when he got down there that he felt safer.
"Sir, if you have anything to do, just ask us, and we will do everything we can for you."
Binghe said from below.
Pang Jian nodded slightly and continued to use the existing resources in his hands to restore his strength.
The Dantian Linghai, after a period of hard work, has only condensed about 60% of the spiritual power, and the Linghai is far from reaching a full state.
Tiny stars, the sun and moon the size of rice grains, are all dim and without light.
On the other hand, the flame pool and thunder vortex were slightly supplemented by the power of earth inflammation and thunder and lightning hidden in the flesh and blood of some ferocious beasts.
The eight leaves of life are withered and dull, and the life essence inside them has been completely consumed.
There is only the sea of consciousness, three thousand golden consciousnesses hanging in the sky like golden waterfalls, revealing infinite majesty and wonder.
"If I had enough energy and full power in the spiritual sea, I should have condensed my soul with three thousand consciousnesses, but it's a pity..."
He sighed to himself.
Thinking like this, strands of golden consciousness suddenly escaped into the ice pool that was nearly ten times larger than the Yanchi, and reached the innermost spherical crystal core of the "Heart of Winter".
"This is the true star core of the Winter Star, and there must be something magical inside."
"Chichi!"
Wisps of golden consciousness rushed towards the walnut-like crystal core like lightning, trying to peel away the hidden secrets.
But the small crystal core was like divine iron and fine gold, and even his golden consciousness couldn't leap into it, preventing him from getting a glimpse of the secrets inside.
"Master, your soul has not yet condensed, so you will find it difficult."
"When you cast your soul and pry the crystal core again, you should be able to penetrate deep into it."
"I guess it contains the Ice Demon's complete path to becoming a god. However, this path to becoming a god will not be suitable for you, Master, but will only be suitable for Ice Tribe people like him."
Queen Bee sent a message.
"The road to becoming a god?" Pang Jian was surprised.
"Well, other ethnic groups' paths to becoming gods should have different systems from the purgatory human race's path to becoming gods." Queen Bee thought about it and said, "The source of power of other ethnic groups is in their hearts, in their blood and souls. The sea. And you humans in purgatory are in the Dantian spiritual sea and the sea of consciousness."
"The sea of soul and the sea of consciousness, although they are said differently, are actually very similar."
"The real difference is actually in the heart and the spiritual sea of Dantian. The growth and power of the alien race are due to the continuous transformation of the body and the secrets imprinted in the blood."
"Master, you are a human race, not an ice race from the Black Ice Realm. You cannot imitate his path to becoming a god."
"At most, we can only understand the principles related to ice and cold."
It swallowed up many divine consciousnesses and awakened many new memories. In the hive that expanded countless times, it entered the bee pupa state again.
"Master, I need to sleep for a while so that I can evolve again."
"Later, those little guys will cooperate with you, Master."
The queen bee's consciousness fell into silence.
Pang Jian continued to recover his strength.
…
Over the Thunder God's Forbidden Land.
A white crane screamed miserably, howling out with wounds all over its body, and cursed: "Damn the Haoyue Clan!"
"Kill that white crane!"
A crescent-shaped ship rushed out from the Thunder God's Forbidden Area, and a dozen foreign warriors in white robes stared at Bai He with murderous intent.
"Put down the fragments of the divine court, and we can leave you a whole corpse!"
"Stop blabbering, this white crane's mouth is too mean, not even the whole body is left!"
The members of the Haoyue Clan, who have natural crescent moon or full moon marks on their foreheads, wave their bright objects and shoot out streams of cold moonlight towards the white crane.
The white crane, surrounded by lightning, scurried in the cold moonlight, and its feathers continued to fall off.
And it was still looking towards the Thunder God's Forbidden Land, unwilling to rely on its lightning speed to escape.
After being entangled like this for a while, Bai He's injuries worsened, and he had no choice but to fly to the location of Jue Tian Forbidden Land, giving up the subsequent snatching of the divine court's broken crystals.
A moment later.
"It's the white crane!"
Demon Sect Wu Yuan frowned and shouted.
"Purgatory guy!"
Bai He, who had escaped, was overjoyed when he saw a familiar human race appearing, and shouted: "I am the Holy Crane of the Pure Land, and I have been ordered by the Pure Land to collect thunder magic for my master! You guys come here quickly and accompany me. Kill the aliens from the outside world behind you!"
It had long forgotten what it had done to the Demon Sect's Demon Ship outside the mist.
Its arrogant attitude made it seem as if Qi Qingsong and others should be obedient.
"Pure Land Divine Crane?"
Zhuang Yuyan sacrificed her spiritual sword.
She took the lead to leave the gourd, released her senses and stared behind Bai He at the Haoyue tribe members who had not appeared in the Forbidden Land.
After just looking at it for a moment, she quietly changed her color and said, "There is more than one sixth-level alien warrior!"
"Zhao Yuanqi! Avoid this white crane quickly, don't be harmed by it. We can't deal with the alien race that is chasing it. No matter if it comes from the Pure Land or not, our own lives are the most important thing!"
Zhuang Yuyan exclaimed.
"Jianlou robes?" Bai He's sharp eyes caught sight of the sect symbol on her body, and he yelled: "I, Luo Yuan, and Pang Jian are in the same group! You little bastards, you are the one who can be found from within the mist. The one who shows you the way!”
"Where is Luo Yuan? Where is his kid?"
Seriously injured, it regarded Zhuang Yuyan and others that it met by chance as its savior, and naturally did not want to let them go, so it flew around Zhao Yuanqi's gourd.
The pursuers were naturally attracted.
"Luo Yuan, Pang Jian..."
Because of Bai He's words, everyone's eyes immediately fell on a golden bee in front of a gourd, guiding them.
"Follow me."
Bee Chong had no choice but to speak.
…
(End of chapter)
