Pang Jian secretly observed.

When the Xuan Tortoise Shell's "Retreat" talent was stimulated, as long as he stayed underground and didn't move, the consumption of qi and blood was not drastic.

He dared to stand still, but the bald evil cultivators on the surface did not, and kept repeating the strange posture of landing in the air.

- This situation is obviously in favor of Pang Jian.

"Cult ......"

Pang Jian, who was not in a hurry to make a move, had an extra dead leaf in his palm.

Injecting a wisp of spiritual power, he squinted his eyes and silently felt it, noticing that the spiritual power slowly flowed along the natural leaf lines.

The leaves of the trees suddenly release the breath that makes life die.

All beings, all things, under the evil power of the leaves, seem to be going to destroy and wither.

Pang Jian frowned, realizing the dead silence and the evil of death.

He found that because his spiritual power was the source of the power that triggered the pattern of the leaves, the withering evil power that emerged from the leaves would not affect him.

"Whew!"

He took out the smooth skin again.

He concocted it according to the law, but still injected his spiritual power, and saw that the originally smooth animal skin was wrinkled, like some kind of fierce beast below the neck.

A dark green miasma suddenly dissipated, "snorting" to erode his flesh and skin, and most of the poison was blocked by his silver-plated body.

"This is an indiscriminate attack."

Pang Jian's complexion changed, and he hurriedly stopped the injection of spiritual power, and first went to solve the little poison that escaped into his body.

Soon, the toxins that were still infecting his flesh and blood were eliminated by him.

"Leaves, natural tree grain available. Animal skins, as well as animal patterns buried under folds. As long as it is naturally formed, rather than being tempered and carved by the day after tomorrow, it can be used in the forbidden land of praying for spirits. ”

He captured the key.

The Xuan tortoise shell attached to his chest, because it has the same nature as animal skins and leaves, can passively use the "Retreat" and "Piercing the Mountain" talents, allowing him to kill two evil cultivators first.

"Hey, you want to run away now?"

Pang Jian tugged at the corners of his mouth and snorted coldly.

The bald evil cultivator on the surface had been forced to flee helplessly because of the huge consumption of continuous aerial landing, and he couldn't wait for him to appear for a long time.

"When the turtle continues to grow, if the turtle shell can stimulate the innate supernatural power of controlling gravity, it will be difficult for this bald man to take off."

As soon as he thought of this, Pang Jian quietly acted underground.

"Hmm!"

He suddenly noticed that in the large ground above his head, there were wisps of red blood, as if they were being pulled by some kind of force, and they were converging in one place.

The blood, because it was a few inches below the surface, the bald cultivators above couldn't notice it at all.

"Spider Face!"

After a few closer glances, Pang Jian determined that wisps of red blood were flowing towards the beautiful face of the human-faced spider.

And the source of the blood was the two evil cultivators he killed with a stunner shot!

Pang Jian, who sensed that something was wrong, dispelled the idea of fighting wits and courage with the bald evil cultivator, and evacuated from this area as soon as possible.

After a while.

He flew out of the earth and flew towards the other side in the opposite direction of the bald cultivator.

He also deliberately let the bald cultivator see his figure and see him away.

"This tricky boy has been going underground, and when he saw that I was leaving, he finally couldn't help but raise his head."

The bald evil cultivator sneered and snorted.

The position where he stood and the position where Pang Jian escaped from the earth were in two different directions.

Between the two of them, there was a broken stone statue of the human-faced spider body.

The evil cultivator who had died of his companion did not rush away when Pang Jian left, but looked at the corpses of the two companions from a distance.

He muttered, "The skins and the leaves are missing, but they still have storage bags on them." ”

After a moment's hesitation, he turned back to the corpse, keeping his guard on the whole.

He was still worried, afraid that Pang Jian was going to murder him, so he deliberately let him see it and then sneak back quietly.

Soon, he came to the body of his first companion, and when he reached out and ripped off the storage bag, there was panic in his eyes.

He couldn't help but exclaim.

His companion, who had previously controlled the hides, had not a drop of blood left in his body, and had become a dried corpse in a very short time.

"What kind of evil sect exercises did that kid practice?"

The bald evil cultivator felt a strong uneasiness in his heart.

He felt that Pang Jian, who had entered the Land of Prayer for the first time, was even more terrifying than the rest of the group, perhaps sacrificing himself to some evil god.

- This is in exchange for the secret technique that can suck human blood in a short period of time.

"This son will be an outlier in the land of prayer, so you must be careful in the future."

He went to the body of his second companion, and when he ripped off the storage bag, he saw the dried corpse that had also lost its blood.

He became more and more sure that Pang Jian was hiding underground and standing still, not to wait for an opportunity to do something to him, but to suck the blood from the bodies of his two companions.

"Could it be the Blood Moon Secret Technique that you cultivated? No, the Blood Moon does not suck human blood, but only draws its power from the vibrant blood of beasts. ”

Just when he was confused, he suddenly felt someone lying on his stomach not far away, silently watching him.

He turned his head to see a strangely beautiful face, and he pursed his lips and chuckled at him.

The hair of the bald evil cultivator stood up, and he was suddenly terrified.

At this moment, the bald evil cultivator also noticed that the beautiful human face engraved on the stone already had flesh and blood, and the body was plump, exuding a faint white glow.

His bewitching and beautiful countenance has a kind of soul-sinking magic, and His eyes are like a mysterious lake that constantly ripples.

He squinted and smiled.

"Ahh

The bald monk screamed in horror.

At the other end, Pang Jian stopped abruptly.

He was silent, listening to the terrible and strange roar of the bald cult, not knowing what was going on.

But he guessed that the statue of the god who quietly devoured the blood of the two evil cultivators should have been done to the bald cultivator.

Resisting the curiosity of looking back, he waited for a few more moments, until the screaming stopped coming out, and then he hastened away.

Afterwards.

He was cautious all the way, avoiding all the broken stone statues and wood carvings, and maintaining a sense of reverence for the broken altar throughout the whole process.

Don't touch, don't explore, and suppress the curiosity in your heart.

He's still going deeper.

Unable to perform the art of resisting the gun, he could only dodge on foot, feeling that the road was long.

It wasn't until he came across a foreign object that shocked him that he stopped again.

A beehive full of many nests appeared in front of Pang Jian's eyes like a mountain collapsing.

The beehive that collapsed and fell to the ground in front of him was much bigger than the one Pang Jian saw in the Worm Valley of the Cen Lonely Mountain Range, which was pierced by the remains of a heavenly phoenix.

Closer to look closely, Pang Jian knew that it was not carved from a certain stone, but from a real mountain!

"The hive, too, is a ...... from a different place Jinni? ”

The horror in Pang Jian's heart deepened.

The shattered human-faced spider body statue is full of weirdness, and at this time, the flesh and blood of the three evil cultivators should be devoured, but it is really a bit like some evil gods.

As for the hive in front of you......

As soon as his eyebrows moved, Pang Jian took out the bronze medal named "Beyond Purgatory" and held it in his palm and approached it slowly.

He maintained the highest vigilance in this process.

The horror of the broken human-faced spider body stone statue made him still have palpitations in his heart, and he was afraid that the beehive would also suddenly become abnormal, and he was afraid that he would end up with the same fate as the three evil cultivators.

"Wow!"

He sacrificed a crimson canopy, bringing together many magical forces that could be fused into one furnace.

The silver skin of the "Phantom Bone Realm", the tortoise shell on the chest, and the five leaves covering the heart were all used by him.

He secretly maintained a perceptual connection with the turtle and the little tree.

Whenever there was a fatal danger, he planned to give up his desire to explore and evacuate from this crumbling beehive carved by mountains and rivers.

Thirty steps, twenty steps, one step!

Pang Jian, who had made all the preparations, did not notice that there was anything wrong with the environment, but the bronze medal held in his palm gradually became hot again.

"There's a play!"

He was slightly perked.

Seven steps, five steps, three steps, one step!

He paused at a broken hive block and pondered it, touching it with a bronze medal.

— and not with his hands.

"Dang!"

The crisp sound of gold and iron striking the stone was heard.

What seemed to be an extremely strong beehive-like stone quietly turned into a ...... Stone powder!

Pang Jian was stunned for a moment, then walked to the second stone and struck it with the bronze medal again.

Another pile of new stone powder was formed in an instant.

At this moment, Pang Jian suddenly recalled the small island in Wulan Lake, and watched the "strange fog" slowly spread, making the towering mountains silently turn into dust.

"Not a bronze medal, but a stunner gun?"

When he reached another hive-like stone, he stabbed it with the tip of his stunner.

"Dang!"

The crunch of the clash of gold and iron was accompanied by sparks splattering.

A huge stone that built the hive not only did not turn into a pile of stone powder, but also wisps of evil power that infected the soul and penetrated along the tip of the spear towards Pang Zhigun's arm.

When Pang Jian was a spirit, those evil powers that wanted to infect his soul disappeared into the bronze medal.

Astonished, he immediately knew that these shattered stones were also unusual, and only because he struck a bronze plaque called "The Gate of Purgatory" would turn into stone dust in the blink of an eye.

If you change to another person, no matter what you use to touch the stone, you will be flooded into the soul by those evil powers!

Thereupon.

He searched through the stones one by one, and struck the crumbling beehives carved from the entire mountain with bronze plaques.

"When! Dangdang! ”

Large and small stones turned into large and small stone powder, turning the area into a sea of stone sand.

When Pang Jian could no longer see a single piece of rubble, he noticed that the bronze door was slightly open again.

He squinted and took in.

Inside the "Gate of Purgatory", in the depths of the thick "treacherous mist", a small ...... appeared in the hive suspended in it Bee pupa.

It was covered in gold, like a golden bump, shining with a dazzling glow!

"Ka!"

The "gates of purgatory" that had been opened for a moment closed abruptly.

When Pang Jianzheng didn't know why, he immediately became aware of the bronze medal he pinched on his finger and began to absorb the two powers in his body.

The power of blood and energy, as well as the strength of the heart and spirit!

In his sea of consciousness, wisps of divine consciousness quickly shrank.

Inside the Chest Creation Divine Pool, the thick and vast blood mist also thinned a lot in an instant.

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(End of chapter)