In the Void of Hell.

When the natives of this world were casually wiped out by Pang Jian, the foreign gods who supported them gathered towards Pang Jian's position.

The one who took the lead was a three-headed and six-armed giant spirit god, who was like a mountain of thousands of feet, and his momentum was the most amazing.

His six arms were armed with clubs, knives and forks, a chain made of animal bones, and a shield made of black iron, and he roared in a brutal rage: "Death to the god of the underworld!" ”

Above his three heads, squatted a ghost, a celestial, and a yao god.

With Him, a total of four gods appeared first.

"Yuan Lao, you don't care about this?" Pang Jian frowned.

The natives with a lower bloodline rank, the fish-and-shrimp character dies and dies.

These four gods were invited by their realm gods to come, so it didn't matter if they were alive or dead?

"Purgatory, too, will experience such a battle in the near future." Yuan Lao didn't answer the question, and took the initiative to distance himself from Pang Jian, saying: "The restrictions on the gods in the underworld are gradually being relaxed, and the low-level gods can step in, and your purgatory side will soon become like this, I hope you will be ready by then." ”

Pang Jian had a calm face and said, "I mean their lives or deaths, don't you care?" ”

Yuan Lao said lightly: "I also want to know how you killed Youkui, the middle god. ”

"That's good!"

Pang Jian nodded and said nothing more.

With a thought in his mind, he communicated with the body that was far away in the dome of the fifth realm of purgatory, in the deep sea of turbulent demonic energy.

- He was going to tear through the gap in space and get a blade.

That thunder pool, the five thunder booms and the glow fireflies, are currently under the control of the ontology.

"Whew!"

When a tiny spatial gap was about to appear, he noticed that the depths of the eye sockets that had been empty for "Fandi" had quietly escaped from the waves of divine consciousness!

The realm god named Yuan Lao stared at the gap in the space that was about to reappear!

Pang Jian suddenly remembered that outside the underworld not long ago, Yuan Lao pondered and explored the gap in the space after healing.

This Yuan Lao seems to want to know the situation of purgatory, and even go directly to purgatory!

Yuan Lao, who killed Fandi, and then shrank in Fandi's body and followed him all the way, seemed to invite him but actually coerced him into hell, which must have been uneasy and kind.

Thinking of this, the spatial gap that should have been completely cracked suddenly healed as before.

Sure enough, Yuan Lao, who had kept a distance from him, also disappeared with the abnormal divine consciousness waves that emerged in his eye sockets.

He visibly sensed that the old man was disappointed.

"You're guarding me?" Yuan Lao said softly.

Pang Jian said: "The heart of guarding against people is indispensable. ”

Yuan Lao nodded lightly with Fandi's skull and said, "It's better to be cautious." ”

"Hades!"

At this moment, the huge giant spirit clan god had already descended like a mountain.

Without giving Pang Jian a word of explanation, the god from the giant spirit clan made a bold move, and a huge black stick slammed into it with the sound of wind and thunder.

"Die!"

The gods of the Giant Spirit Clan glared at Pang Jian and roared.

This sound exploded like rolling thunder!

The thousand-acre area where Pang Jian was located, the wreckage from the previous battleship, the stumps and bones, were frantically cracked because of his word "death".

Refined iron, animal bones, human bones, flesh and blood, under the mobilization of his divine power, shot Pang Jian.

And the huge jet-black stick is also getting bigger and bigger in Pang Jian's eyes, and there is a majestic force that destroys all things, which has been exerted on Pang Jian one step ahead.

"A kind of silly Pluto."

"Well, it seems that the guy who just came back from the outside didn't figure out the situation in Hades."

"As long as it's the god of the underworld, you should die here."

On the top of the three heads of the gods of the giant spirit clan, the three gods of the ghost clan, the heavenly clan and the Yao clan looked at Pang Jian and said coldly, but they did not start together.

They obviously felt that with this blow from the gods of the Giant Spirit Clan alone, Pang Jian would be killed.

Afar.

Hai Wei also raised her head, kept paying attention to Pang Jian's actions, and said in a low voice: "If you really have the strength to kill Youkui, you should be able to deal with these low-ranking gods." Even if these four are all gods from the misty world, the low-level gods are only low-level gods after all. ”

Farther away, some other gods who had heard the news also stopped early.

When they saw that the gods of the Djinn Clan had passed with the three fellow Daoists, they felt that there was no need to meddle anymore.

As soon as they saw Pang Jian dead, they would turn around and leave, continuing to deal with the matter at hand.

Suddenly!

"Boom!"

A huge body of more than 10,000 feet, surrounded by colorful glow, suddenly appeared in the space where Pang Jian was.

The many attacks of fine iron, animal bones, iron filings, and blood droplets fell on his body, and he raised his hand to catch the jet-black stick.

"Bring it."

He pumped hard, and the stick changed hands in an instant.

"Bang! Boom! Boom! ”

He backhanded a few sticks and whipped at the god of the giant spirit clan, causing this imposing god and divine bones to begin to break in "Titicaca".

"Die."

The same word was uttered by Pang Jian.

There was no hoarseness, no roaring and shouting, but the gods of the Djinn Clan had already exploded.

"Woohoo!"

Lines of white lightning like earthworm snakes flowed out of the eyes, nostrils, and ears of the gods of the Djinn Clan.

The three gods of the Heavenly Clan, the Ghost Clan, and the Yao Clan suddenly moved away from the gods of the Giant Spirit Clan, and looked at Pang Jian in disbelief.

"He's not Hades!"

"The god of the underworld will use all kinds of powers, especially proficient in the secret art of the divine soul, but he can't thunder the divine power!"

"If it's not the underworld, then ......" The god of the ghost clan is a thin old woman with a gloomy aura, his pair of miserable green eyes, suddenly showed great fear, and screamed: "He's a human race, he, he's Pang Jian!" ”

As a deity of the "Ghost Prison" in the mist, Green Oblivion would not accept the dispatch of Purple Ink, but he had also heard of Youkui's death.

They are also gods from the ghost clan, he comes from the sea of fog, and Youkui belongs to the galaxy outside the sky, and he is still a median god.

He had come into contact with Youkui and knew how powerful Youkui was, so he naturally cared about the person who killed Youkui.

"Terran!"

"Terran gods of purgatory!"

"He is Hemotian, and Zimo, the two guys, the Pang Jian who is looking around!"

As soon as Pang Jian's identity was confirmed, many gods changed color one after another, and the eyes looking at Pang Jian all changed.

The Terrans, especially the Terran gods who were able to escape purgatory, knew what it meant to them.

That's the guy who dares to destroy the temple of the gods, which symbolizes supreme power, in the extraterrestrial galaxy.

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(End of chapter)