Pang Jian kept swinging his sword mechanically.
Each ray of sword light flew upwards, and exploded with the dazzling sword light of the Demon Scale clan in an instant.
In the void between the two of them, the sound of air bursting could be heard endlessly.
In the intertwined sea of dazzling light, mixed with their own magic techniques and blood power, their battle was in an anxious state of consumption.
However, Xuanying always seemed to be taking his time, clearly not trying his best.
Pang Jian was concentrated, his expression focused, and every move he struck seemed to be extremely serious.
However, just when the three warriors from the Yan Tribe, the Ghost Tribe, and the Ox Demon Tribe avoided the battle between them and were about to enter the lead cloud to chase Zhou Qingchen and others, Pang Jian suddenly became distracted.
He no longer concentrated on it, but spread his spiritual consciousness in the dark to understand the situation of the whole scene.
The entanglement between Fan Chen and the eighth-level magical beast, Hu Yuanfei's embarrassment after losing two spiritual swords, Liu Youyu who was restricted by the gray cloud vortex, and Zhou Qingchen and others who escaped in three directions.
Even Ling Yimo reappeared on the other side of the sky, and Zhou Yi, whose aura gradually filled up beside Ling Yimo.
These people, these scenes, were taken into his consciousness one by one.
During the fierce battle with Xuanying, his thoughts began to flow.
"Zhou Yi."
He clearly knew that the great talent of Jiuli Sect, who was well versed in the "Void Mirror Technique", was the key to determining the life and death of Zhou Qingchen and others.
As long as Zhou Yi regains his full strength, no one can escape this person's pursuit.
Dong Tianze was seriously injured trying to save him, and his condition is obviously not good now.
Wu Yuan, who had fully unleashed the power of the Purple Demon Eye and forced Ling Yimo to hide, making it impossible for the "House of Creation of Gods and Demons" to appear, was in a state not much better than Dong Tianze.
In this situation, regardless of whether there are those three eighth-level alien warriors, if Zhou Yifan uses the "Void Mirror Technique", it will be difficult for them to escape.
"Zhou Yi must die. If he doesn't die, everyone will die."
Pang Jian quickly sorted out the context.
"what's on your mind?"
The dazzling shadow of the Demon Scale Clan, the narrow and sharp eyes suddenly showed a stern look.
She felt Pang Jian's distraction.
She doesn't have to use all her strength to test the powerful human race who owns the Chaos Sea, and how vast the spiritual sea is.
But she will never allow her opponent to fail to go all out like she does!
Pang Jian said seriously: "I'm thinking that I will definitely not die here."
As soon as he finished speaking, his sword technique suddenly changed.
He imparted all the strange powers hidden in the spiritual sea to the sword techniques without touching the ground, and also gave his next sword light a completely different look from the previous one.
The long river of sword light instantly turned into a chaotic galaxy!
A scorching sun as big as a fist rose first, accompanied by two moons, one round and one crescent, and many shining diamond stars.
When the twisted and violent powers collided, the flame pool, ice pool, thunder pool and a fragment of land also emerged in Qingying's sword light star sea.
"Chaos Sword Technique, Galaxy Fission."
Pang Jian's soft shout in his heart was like thunder.
A scene of doomsday disaster suddenly appeared in the fission. The conflicting forces exploded the chaotic galaxy and shattered the sun, moon and stars.
It also wiped out all the glory of Xuanying's sword.
Her expression changed drastically, and she felt that Pang Jian had expended most of his strength in just one breath.
She was unwilling to fight this terrifying sword technique, and would rather suffer the erosion of the sword light and escape from the collapsing galaxy at the cost of a small amount of injuries.
Her hands, covered with shiny silver scales, became bloody and bloody.
Pieces of scales condensed by her blood broke apart one after another, stabbing the back of her palms.
The long serrated knife was held tightly by her blood-stained hands. Her cold eyes were solemn and she sneered: "Are you in a hurry to risk your life?"
"call out!"
Pang Jian put away the "Heart of Winter", set off the exploding chaotic galaxy, and took advantage of the situation to fall into the thick lead cloud.
He used the fissioning galaxy to break the giant whirlpool that enveloped Liuyouyu.
"You two, leave quickly!"
He shouted and kept swinging his sword.
The many chaotic sword lights in the exploding galaxy were pulled out one by one by him to pursue the warriors of the Flame Tribe and the Ghost Tribe.
His madness at the moment and his desperate attitude forced the two eighth-level aliens to concentrate on resisting.
"Whoosh!"
In the center of his eyebrows, another golden shadow flashed.
The Niu Demon Clan warrior with the most powerful physique and extremely powerful blood was stepping on the stone pier and holding the stone ax tightly, chasing Zhou Qingchen, who was the weakest in the realm.
A golden shadow passed through the back of his head.
The eighth-level Bull Demon Clan warrior and the stone pier under his feet suddenly stopped together.
"Soul!"
"How dare he leave his soul!"
The Yan tribe and Ghost tribe warriors suddenly changed their colors and hurriedly used secret techniques to guard their minds to prevent being defeated by Pang Jian's soul.
"His soul..."
Ling Yimo was horrified.
Because she has never felt such a domineering and powerful soul from any human practitioner in the soul wandering realm.
Moreover, this divine soul originating from Pang Jian is actually full of divinity!
It is unknown how many divinities of foreign gods were absorbed by Pang Jian to create such a special and terrifying soul.
"Ghost Night!"
Ling Yimo drank in a low voice.
Hearing this, the eighth-level ghost warrior stopped chasing Dong Tianze.
An evil light shone in his green eyes. He held a blood-stained head in his hand and looked at Pang Jian coldly.
The hair was stained with blood, and a sharp and strange scream suddenly sounded from the head of the human race's Nirvana Realm Overhaul.
After his death, his soul was imprisoned in his head and was refined into an evil object. Overhaul of the Annihilation Realm kept staring at Pang Jian's golden soul that had left his body with a pair of white eyes.
Pang Jian's soul, after being stared at by his evil eye, actually felt the pain of being refining the soul of a great cultivator in the Nirvana Realm.
This pain reacted tenfold to Pang Jian's golden soul, turning into another form of evil thoughts.
Pang Jian suddenly felt a splitting headache, and he seemed to see the terrifying scene of his soul being bitten by many ghosts.
This was not a real incident. Just feeling the same thing made Pang Jiandao feel like he was about to collapse.
"call!"
He hurriedly escaped into the sea of consciousness, so that the head caught in the hands of the ghost warrior could not look directly at his soul.
Fortunately, as soon as the soul enters the sea of consciousness, the pain of refining the soul disappears instantly.
He immediately understood that only the Bull Demon Warrior with the weakest soul could he use his golden soul to kill him unprepared.
Although the body is weaker, the ghost warrior who also knows the secrets of the soul can not only resist the attack of his soul, but also fight back with evil weapons.
"Your opponent is me."
The cold sound of Xuanying came again.
The long serrated knife that chopped through the entire land magnified at a speed visible to the naked eye behind her, like a major killing weapon wielded by a demon in ancient times.
"Wow!"
A vision suddenly flashed through the blade, with images of pieces of ancient land shattering in different worlds of purgatory.
In the fourth realm, the third realm, the second realm, and even the first realm, it seems that there is a piece of land that has been ruthlessly chopped up by this magic knife.
It has also cut apart many spiritual veins and mineral veins, and broken up rivers, mountains, and countries. As a result, in the major worlds of Purgatory today, there are not many intact continents left, and broken ground can be seen everywhere.
When the sword light cut through the sky, it faintly reversed the laws of heaven and earth, causing the heavy rain to stop instantly and thunder and lightning to stop brewing.
Between heaven and earth, in the void, it seems that only this long sword exists.
The sword light slowly downwards, and the chaotic and violent fission galaxy was torn into pieces by it.
The void, like a broken mirror, also cracked under this long knife.
Xuan Ying, who was not proficient in the "Void Mirror Technique", seemed to cut the sky into pieces with just this magic sword passed down from generation to generation by the Demon Scale Clan.
The Hunyuan ball secretly summoned by Pang Jian condensed into a huge gold and iron star, trying to block the sword.
"Peng!"
The sacred weapon Hunyuan Ball exploded in an instant.
Pang Jian's shield was also blown up.
His whole body was covered with rain of blood, falling towards the Demon Spirit Continent below like a kite with its string broken.
"Pang Jian!"
From the thick clouds, Dong Tianze and Zhou Qingchen's shrill screams could be heard.
Dong Wenjian, who had already escaped far away with the help of magic talismans, saw Pang Jian falling rapidly from the sky with blood spraying him. He gritted his teeth and said, "Li Zhaotian saw the right person!"
"What a pity..." Lin Manhe cried sadly.
Entrusted by Ling Yimo with the important task of serving as the last barrier, the woman from the Demon Scale Tribe has extremely powerful energy, blood, magical powers, and soul, and seems to have no weaknesses.
Moreover, she also holds a murderous weapon that is famous throughout the history of Purgatory!
Since she regards Pang Jian as the biggest threat and the first-order killer, it is enough to prove that Li Zhaotian's choice is right.
In her mind, Pang Jian is the world-shattering figure in Jianlou in this era, and his importance exceeds that of Fan Chen of Taiyi Divine Kingdom and Liu Youyu of Yuanqing Divine Kingdom.
It is a great honor to receive the greatest attention from the enemy, and Pang Jian's name will eventually resound throughout purgatory.
only……
This name may be forever associated with tragedy.
"Pang Jian!"
Liu Youyu and Hu Yuanfei were also looking down at the figure hanging helplessly in the clouds.
"Whoosh!"
Zhou Yi finally used the "Void Mirror Technique".
He emerged out of thin air behind Pang Jian's sinking figure, and stabbed Pang Jian in the back of the heart without the spiritual shield with the jade ruler in his hand, to ensure that Pang Jian died in his own hands.
He felt the depletion of Pang Jian's spiritual sea and the depletion of Pang Jian's energy and blood.
Except that the aura of the divine soul is still full and strong, Pang Jian has very little available power, and it is absolutely impossible to use a wave of swordsmanship that makes the galaxy seem to collapse again.
"Xuangui, Pang Ling."
Pang Jian was thinking silently in his heart at this moment.
His spiritual sea that was supposed to be empty filled up at a speed that Zhou Yi would never forget, and waves of mighty life energy also suddenly emerged from his heart.
The power that shouldn't be possessed, the power that shouldn't appear in an instant, suddenly appeared on Pang Jian.
So Pang Jian once again used "Galaxy Fission" and used the same terrifying chaos sword technique to surround Zhou Yi who was waiting for help.
"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!"
In the fissured star sea, six secret caves belonging to the Demonic Lamp suddenly appeared, making the collapsed and shattered galaxy even more terrifying.
"Traitor!"
This was Zhou Yi's last shrill scream.
The next moment, he turned into nothingness in the galaxy where fission intensified.
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(End of chapter)
