On the sea of clouds, casual cultivators vented their anger.
Under the sea of clouds.
Pang Jian relied on the mystery of the broken rock and ground, and secretly gained insight through his soul, listening to everyone's conversations.
He immediately learned that the sectarian kingdom that stood in the first realm had regarded the third realm of purgatory as a battlefield for confrontation with alien races.
Recently, there have been flying spiritual weapons from the first and second realms coming to the third realm to carry mortals, as well as many low-level practitioners.
According to the judgment of the first realm power sect, the concentration of the dirty supernatural power that surges up from below becomes lower as it goes up.
It has really permeated the third realm, and monks who have reached the Cave Mysterious Realm, as long as they use their spiritual power shields to resist the contamination of dirty alien forces, they will have the power to fight with foreign races.
Because of this, practitioners of the Dongxuan realm in the third realm are not accepted by the boats above.
The big shots who came over also notified all the Dongxuan Realm monks in the third realm, asking them to report to the two continents of Qiantian and Xuanyou and accept the control of those from the upper realm.
Sects, aristocratic families, and casual cultivators are all on the list of being recruited.
Many unruly cultivators refused to accept control for fear of falling into artillery fire, so they looked for remote places to hide.
Some of the casual cultivators from the nearby Broken Earth came to this meteorite sea which is close to the third realm's strange fog and is no longer cared about by all parties.
They planned to hide first and observe the situation.
In short, they don't want to be the first group to fight against the alien races below.
"The big sect above, I had known that the filthy supernatural power would continue to rise. The supernatural power in the fourth realm is still very strong, and it would be more difficult to start a war with aliens in the fourth realm."
"So, the first battlefield they chose was the third realm."
"This time, I'm afraid I'm going to get serious."
Pang Jian thought about it and secretly communicated with Xuangui: "After the filthy force is infected, will you move upward or shrink into the mist?"
"I will take Shattered Earth into the second realm." Black Turtle responded immediately and said uneasily: "I, and those guys living in Ice-cold Broken Land, should not be able to adapt to the dirty environment."
Pang Jian asked curiously: "The Ice Clan is also one of the alien races. They can't bear it?"
"Yeah. The Ice Tribe is different from the alien races that were suppressed in the fifth realm. They don't know how to temper their bodies with the power of filth. And adapting requires an extremely painful process. Many people will die before they can find the coexistence of blood and filth. The way."
Xuangui gave the answer.
"Understood."
He thought of the Cyclops tribe, which was expelled from the lower world for provoking the old thunder dragon. Many tribe members could not bear the dirty supernatural power and died.
The Wood Clan, as well as many foreign races who had used the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to strengthen their bloodline in the world above, also experienced a period of despair and lack of glory.
Many ethnic groups were wiped out and could not be reborn.
The number of members of the Ice Tribe is already very small, and there has not yet been an eighth-level warrior. Once they are infected by the dirty power, all the members of the Tribe may die in a short time.
"The broken ground you got from the mist is really mysterious!"
The black turtle roared excitedly underground.
It moved from one broken ground to another in the blink of an eye, lingering next to the thunder veins and cold veins. Recently, it has been thinking about how to strengthen those veins.
This was an area it was good at, and Pang Jian couldn't get involved at all, so he didn't care about it.
Pang Jian's energy was still focused on the condensation of essence and blood, on understanding the Tao seal on the thunder pool, and on the washing and tempering of the soul.
…
Gradually, there are more and more casual cultivators above the sea of clouds, and sometimes there are cloud sails floating in the sea of clouds below.
The awakened black turtle used its own power to move the broken ground. While avoiding the cloud sails that appeared above, it began to set up a cold mist barrier.
Pang Jian slowly discovered that the cold mist of the frozen land, mixed with the aura of heaven and earth, had been controlled by the black turtle.
A thin cold mist lingered around the closed broken ground, forming a barrier that blocked the perception of powerful people from outside.
"There was once a magical barrier that enveloped the entire frozen land and was connected with the glaciers, snow peaks, and crystal cold veins under the earth. This barrier... seems to have been lost because you took away the heart of winter. Wonderful effect.”
"Also, I feel that the altar seems to be able to communicate with something outside."
"It just requires a special ceremony."
The black turtle swimming under the broken ground, pondering the mysteries of the earth, sometimes expressed emotions and insights.
Pang Jian was secretly shocked and said hurriedly: "Don't mess around! That prayer altar, the cold crystal goddess who can communicate with the outside world, once she comes, it will be a big deal!"
"God? Like a supernatural god with a human face and a spider body inside a possessed puppet?"
Black Turtle's response was full of disdain, and he said slightly arrogantly: "With the annexation of these two fragments, my strength has been enhanced. In this Fangyan Stone fragment, I can exert a combat power that is one level higher than mine."
"The kind of guy who can't come in his real body and only has a puppet body, I can easily kill him."
"We don't have to be so afraid."
The seventh-level Black Turtle has the eighth-level power in the broken rock, which is comparable to the human race's Nirvana Realm Overhaul.
In the third realm, beneath this sea of clouds, it indeed has the capital to be arrogant.
"Don't worry, wait until you are promoted to the eighth level, where you have the power of the ninth level, and can fight against the immortal realm of the human race, then we will look for other things."
"All right."
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The second realm.
Qitian Continent, Sword Tower.
A space teleportation array suddenly flashed, and two people appeared.
"Junior Brother Qi, Senior Sister Zhuang, the host and several elders have been waiting for a long time!"
An inner disciple of the Sword Tower, dressed in blue, looked surprised and shouted: "I heard that you are still alive. The owner's excited voice shocked everyone!"
"That sacred crane in the Pure Land said that everyone is dead?" Qi Qingsong snorted.
"Well, it's been more than two years, and it's the only beast that flew out of the strange mist where the Forbidden Land is." The man sighed and said: "It also clearly stated that there are many foreign races from the outside world, accompanied by the alien gods' puppets The body emerged. In this terrible situation, who can escape?"
"you two……"
He cupped his hands and said sincerely: "What a blessing!"
"Okay, the host and others have been waiting for a long time. You go quickly."
The man pointed to the meeting hall.
"good."
Qi Qingsong and the two didn't delay any longer.
A moment later.
Li Zhaotian, Guanghe, Liu Junhong, Wang Ce, and several elders all had serious faces as they listened to Qi Qingsong and Zhuang Yuyan's stories.
"Crack!"
The dome of the main hall cracked, revealing a bright moon and brilliant stars.
All the elders looked up at the sky and felt depressed, as if they saw gods from the sky lurking outside for hunting.
And the prey is the true god of the human race who broke through the heavenly ban and finally stepped out of purgatory.
"The human race will be intercepted and killed by many alien gods the moment they break through the heavenly ban and enter the outer galaxy!"
"Damn it! After so many years, a true god has not been able to return smoothly. Was he killed by those gods from outside the world?"
Li Zhaotian stamped his feet and cursed.
The other elders were also filled with righteous indignation. They were so angry that they wished they could become gods immediately and join forces to kill the outer galaxy and seek justice from the alien gods.
"The news you brought back..."
Liu Junhong's face was heavy and he said: "No matter how many people die, it's worth it! We never thought that after the true gods broke out of purgatory, they would be surrounded and killed by the gods!"
"Our ancestors were so powerful!" Wang Ce suddenly became excited and said leisurely: "They actually smashed a temple controlled by the gods in the boundless starry sky ruled by the gods! The human race in purgatory became The public enemies of the gods in the outer world, I still admire what they do!"
"Because of the great catastrophe that occurs once in a hundred thousand years, Jue Tian appears, and there is also the strange thing that three fragments of earth appear together in a strange fog." Guanghe has a calm personality and said thoughtfully: "A god with a complete divine body, through That piece of flaming ground has entered our world."
"No wonder the Tongtian Tribulation Pillars are causing chaos one after another."
Guanghe looked at Zhuang Yuyan and frowned: "You said before that the woman named Luo Hongyan has a stronger aura than the flame god?"
Zhuang Yuyan nodded: "I am sure that His divine status is higher!"
"The low-level gods, the middle-level gods, the high-level gods, and above that...are the masters." Li Zhaotian interjected.
As the owner of the Sword Tower, he knew the inside story and said: "The consciousness of those gods who came through puppets in the past, as well as the ancient classics of powerful ethnic groups such as the Celestial Clan, all have such myths and legends."
"It is also said that the temple in the outer galaxy had three thousand gods in its most prosperous period."
"Three thousand gods have always been the limit of divine status in the pantheons. It is said that they correspond to three thousand ways to become gods."
"But there have only been four masters."
"A master descended his divine consciousness in a special body and disappeared into the fifth level of purgatory. His arrival was accompanied by the complete appearance of the flame god..."
Li Zhaotian looked ugly.
"I must go to the first realm immediately!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he flashed in the spatial teleportation array of the sword tower and disappeared in an instant.
"Where did that boy Pang Jian go?"
"Why didn't he go back to Jianlou with you?"
"This guy Li Zhaotian is obviously very happy to know that Pang Jian is still alive, but he couldn't bear to ask a question."
"Oh, he didn't ask, but he didn't know how many messages he sent to that kid's sword command."
"The strange thing is that the guy never responded. It seems he did it on purpose."
As soon as Li Zhaotian left, the elders of Jianlou immediately became carefree when talking to each other. They all called Li Zhaotian by his real name, which seemed a little disrespectful.
"Master, I require a method to temper your body."
Zhuang Yuyan said suddenly.
"Uncle Guang, I want it too."
Qi Qingsong licked his face and said.
"You two have made great contributions. I still need time to finalize the specific values. But the news you brought back is enough for you to choose the rare treasures in the building at will." Guanghe nodded in agreement.
He squinted his eyes, and suddenly there was a flash of light in his eyes, and he said: "Your souls are different from ordinary people, but... you have condensed your divinity?"
"Master, do you know all this?" Zhuang Yuyan was surprised.
"Purgatory is open, and the Ability God's eyes are focused here, and one can obtain the opponent's divine consciousness by hunting the Ability God's puppets." Guanghe was quite emotional and said: "Recently, the host has collected many body refining materials inside the door. Technique, let the disciples choose to practice hard."
"Master, why didn't you tell me earlier?" Zhuang Yuyan complained.
Guanghe said: "I only found out recently."
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(End of chapter)
