The monstrous hatred of this realm god of the sea prison for the underworld is as vast as the ocean at the bottom of this world.

He cursed through gritted teeth, glanced at Pang Jian with a slight contempt, and asked, "How long have you been a realm god?" ”

Pang Jian was stunned for a moment and said, "It's not long." ”

"How long?" Haiwei asked again.

"Probably, only a few decades." Pang Jian said indifferently.

"Yuan Lao, he doesn't seem to be a god yet? He came in completely by relying on the Realm God card, right? Haiwei frowned slightly.

The deity of the Sea Clan, with a pair of azure blue eyes glowing with mystery, like the depths of the sea.

He looked at Pang Jian with great curiosity, and the more he looked at him, the more puzzled he became.

- He didn't feel the Godhead from Pang Jian's body!

Pang Jian's body was not flesh and blood, it was mixed with all kinds of powers, it was really an alien that he had never understood!

"Yuan Lao, is he really a Terran in Purgatory?"

Haiwei was taken aback.

The lower half of his fishtail form swayed gently in the void, and the scales of the fish shone with a silver brilliance, making him full of exotic style.

"It's not like I haven't come into contact with the true gods of the Terrans! The Terran true gods I met were flesh and blood just like us, but there was obviously no flesh and blood in his body! ”

This sea clan god who haunts the fog all the year round and operates in different "prison" word heaven and earth is curious about Pang Jian.

"Yuan Lao ......"

From his mouth, Pang Jian knew that the god of the realm who killed Fandi and placed it in Fandi's body was originally called this name.

"Sea Clan's girl, you haven't left the Sea of Fog for too long, and you haven't gone to the Extraterrestrial Galaxy to haunt you." The realm god who was known as Yuan Lao, he smiled and said, "The name Pang Jian has been very famous in the Extraterrestrial Galaxy recently. Because your sea prison is relatively remote, very far away from purgatory, you don't know that there are many gods outside who have sunk into the sea of fog and hunted him down near purgatory. ”

"Really?" Haiwei looked skeptical.

This sea god has pearls hanging from his crystal earlobes, a shell ornament on his white neck, and a white jade bracelet on his wrist, and the whole person looks jewelry.

"What did he do to provoke so many outside gods to seek him?" Hai Wei blinked, looked at Pang Jian's angular and cold face, and said, "I know that the Great Demon God Hemotian, and the Ghost Clan's Zimo, organized a group of gods in the starry sky outside the treacherous fog, and they also want to attack Purgatory?" ”

"Well, like we're going to do something about Hell." Yuan Lao nodded lightly, and then said: "Ghost clan, there is a god named Youkui, you should be a little impressed, right?" ”

"Touched it a long time ago, what's wrong with Him?" Haiwei asked.

"If you die, you will die at the hands of Pang Jian." Yuan Lao said.

Hai Wei was a little surprised, and finally looked at the realm god of purgatory, and said: "Youkui, like me, is also a middle-level god, but after all, I am from the world of the word 'prison', and I am naturally stronger than Youkui." ”

"Being able to kill Youkui, it seems that you, who have not long become a realm god, still have something."

After that, He took the initiative to stretch out his hand and said, "I am Hewei, we can get to know each other again." ”

The Hai Clan woman from the sea prison has always been bold and spicy.

As soon as he heard that Pang Jian was able to kill Youkui and that he was a purgatory human race that he didn't hate, he was embarrassed by his previous contempt and wanted to apologize by shaking hands.

"You don't have to be so polite."

Pang Jian's attitude was cold, not only did he not step forward to shake hands with him, but he also looked away from him.

Looking at the sky, where the sun, moon and stars appeared together, Pang Jianqi said: "Is it difficult for the creatures of the underworld to communicate with the gods outside? ”

In the full moon in his chest, there is a special mark of the goddess of the moon Yingyue, as long as he is in the world of the word "prison" that the moon can shine on, it stands to reason that he can communicate with Yingyue.

But he just tried it in secret, and he didn't succeed in establishing an induction with Yingyue.

"You stink!" Hai Wei snorted coldly and said, "Didn't you just kill Youkui?" What's the big deal? You've only been a realm god for a few days, so it's not big or small? ”

"Whew!"

Without waiting for Pang Jian to respond, he rushed to a piece of land below in a daze.

In that land, there were two huge lakes, and at the bottom of the lakes there were palaces made of crystal and coral, and it was evident that many people of the Sea Tribes lived.

Haiwei should be planning to rebel against the Sea Clan on that land and let them take up arms and kill the ruler of the Hades.

"You don't have to pay attention to Haiwei, he doesn't have any heart, he is the most innocent."

As soon as the god of the Sea Clan realm left, Yuan Lao, who had been laughing with Yan Yue twice, returned to indifference in tone.

He is very distant from Pang Jian, but he is quite close to Haiwei.

"You're right, the other races living in the Hell can't communicate with the gods of the Outlands." Yuan Lao replied to this question, "Only the people of the Hades and the Hades who were also born in this race, have a secret method to communicate through the Heavenly Forbidden. ”

"Is there a limit in the Heavenly Forbidden?" Pang Jianqi said.

Yuan Lao let out a "hmm" and said with emotion: "The underworld and the human race are really two strange races. One conquers the outside of the world, and the other mainly attacks the 'prison' word in the sea of fog, and they are all quite successful. ”

"Pang Jian, do you know that there is an obvious difference between the gods who broke the ban on the word 'prison' and were able to soar outside the sky, and those gods who were able to soar outside the heavens?"

Yuan Lao asked.

After thinking for a while, Pang Jian said: "I have gradually felt this recently. The gods gathered in the rock-eating ground, and the gods like Haiwei, were about to be killed before they saw me. ”

"Yes, not all gods are malicious towards you Terrans. Those who were gathered by Hemotian, and those who were gathered by Zimo, happened to be a little dissatisfied with the Purgatory Terrans, or wanted to plot the treasures of the Purgatory Heaven and Earth. Yuan Lao's empty eye sockets looked at a few ships that flew by, and said: "The gods from the misty world and the earth are always the underworld. ”

Suddenly!

"Hades!"

"There are Nether warriors here!"

"Kill!"

Among the ships in the distance, some Celestial Clan and Ghost Clan warriors noticed Pang Jian, who were wearing luxurious clothes that were obviously stripped of the Hades people, and pointed at Pang Jian and shouted feverishly.

These bloodline levels are only seven or eight levels, and in Pang Jian's eyes, the weak mosquito-like guys have already killed their eyes.

They have been enslaved by the underworld for many years, and have been making cattle and horses for those noble lords of the underworld, and they are often whipped and abused.

Now that he has finally turned over and is in charge, with the support of powerful gods behind him, he naturally wants to vent to his heart's content.

Seeing that the ship was close in front of him, there were already Celestial Clan warriors who took the lead in rushing with their wings, Pang Jian frowned: "You don't care?" ”

"A bunch of blind guys, just let them die, what's the matter?" Yuan Lao said indifferently.

"Okay."

Pang Jian nodded and flicked his fingers slightly.

"Whew! Woohoo! ”

A series of black-gold sword lights pierced the bodies of the six Celestial warriors who flew in, and the light suddenly turned around in the void, cutting those ships into pieces.

The ghost clan and celestial warriors on the ship also turned into stumps and shreds in an instant, floating with the wreckage of the ship.

"It's the god of the underworld—the god of the underworld!"

"Finally the god of the dead has appeared! Everyone, pay attention, a Hades god has appeared in the world above, please gather the strong people immediately and kill this Hades god! ”

"There is a god of the underworld who can't help it, and he leaves from the land below, kill!"

“……”

In the shattered land very close to here, and above a few intact pieces of land, there were alien warriors with a bloodline of up to the ninth level, who noticed the movement here and began to speak out.

Haiwei, who was about to fall into the land lake, also heard the shouts of those people, and couldn't help but look up.

He immediately sensed that some of the gods who had been invited by their realm gods and had already come from the misty world had rushed towards Pang Jian's direction.

"Mistaking him for the god of the underworld? He deserves it! Who made him so faceless? ”

Hai Wei quietly took out her Realm God card and whispered: "Old Yuan, this guy is very annoying, let him suffer a little, okay?" ”

Yuan Lao's voice sounded: "I don't plan to relieve him either. ”

Hai Wei pursed her lips and smiled: "That's great! I'll take a look from afar, and see how this purgatory's realm god killed Youkui. ”

……

(End of chapter)