Chapter 53: Pang Jiu's surprise

When he heard the words of the blue-shirted young man, his heart was shocked, and he concealed that the earth-destroying aura he felt when he fled, but it was so strong, he thought that it was just because he was weak that he felt like this, but the blue-shirted young man said that the middle-aged man in the blood robe also felt like this.

What will happen to Pang Jiu, who is a little weaker than his own cultivation? Thinking of this, Yuan Han's heart was completely dead. While Zongren was discussing, Pang Jiu was preparing to go out, but Pang Jiu wanted to make a perfect illusion for himself and make himself an illusion of great luck.

After Pang Jiu examined the six pieces of purple-red scale armor, he seemed to be slowly but rapidly retreating towards the edge of the bloody storm.

Looking at the spreading bloody storm, the middle-aged man in the blood robe suddenly spoke.

"Elder Xuanqi, what do you think?"

The old man in the blood robe closed his eyes for a long time before he opened his mouth to speak, but as soon as he said it, it was a long sentence.

"This bloody storm is fierce, and the source cannot be cut off at the moment, and it is only a matter of time before it spreads to the sect. Now there are two choices, one is to transfer the sect, and the other is to inform the powerhouses of this realm and invite the powerhouses of this realm to explore the other side of the spatial rift together. Although there may be abundant resources on the other side of the spatial rift, my Blood Sect can't eat it, so it's better to send a favor and tell others than to let someone else. Xuan's choice is the latter, but in the end, no matter what decision the sect master makes, Xuan will follow. ”

"Hahahaha, Elder Xuanqi is worthy of being the wise general of my sect, a good one who retreats as an advance, and a white wolf with empty gloves. The same mistake Wu Shi Lang will not make a second time, here Wu Shi Lang occupies the territory of my Blood Sect, no matter what strong person wants to explore the secret behind the spatial rift, he must obtain the consent of my Sect. Elder Xuanqi didn't listen to you before, so the Blood Sect ended up uprooted, and Shi Lang would not make the mistake of being greedy again. ”

The middle-aged man in the blood robe said that the voice behind him was very heavy, which made people feel very depressed when they heard it.

After the blood-robed middle-aged man finished speaking, everyone present fell silent.

Just when Pang Jiu was thinking about how to go out, an old voice appeared in his mind.

"Come, come, come, I'm waiting for you here. Come...... My people ......"

When Pang Jiu's heart shook after hearing these words, his body couldn't help but tremble.

Pang Jiu, who rushed out, paused, as if he wanted to go back. Pang Jiu trembled and slowly raised his legs, and just as he was about to take the first step, Pang Jiu's feet were lowered, and his forehead was full of cold sweat.

bah

Pang Jiu spat out, with a little blood in the saliva.

"Lao Tzu believed in your evil and almost fell in love with your way. If it weren't for Ben Shao biting his tongue, I'm afraid that I would have been hit, so wait for Ben Shao, and Ben Shao will have the strength to take a look at where you are. ”

Pang Jiu condensed two balls of light in his hands, and looked hatefully at the source of the bloody storm, a ten-foot-wide spatial rift.

"Since you have made a move on Ben Shao, Ben Shao will return the gift to you, this is called the exchange of gifts, my Chinese tradition. ”

Two balls of light flew out of Pang Jiu's palm and flew towards the spatial crack at an extremely fast speed.

After throwing the ball of light in his hand, Pang Jiu turned back into a human form, covering the scale armor on the epidermis to protect his body.

It was said that it was too late, and the ball of light exploded immediately after entering the spatial crack, causing an uproar. The bloody storm that was already erupting was even more ferocious under the explosion of Pang Jiu's two light balls.

After a few breaths, Pang Jiu's body was set off by a ferocious bloody frenzy.

Far away on the edge of the Blood Storm, Yuan Han and the elders of his sect noticed that the Blood Storm was even more ferocious, and their pupils couldn't help but shrink, and a trace of joy appeared in Qi Han's eyes while he was frightened.

"Master, it's Brother Pang, that's Brother Pang"

Yu Han couldn't be frightened, and said in surprise to the blood-robed old man beside him.

However, when he turned to look at the bloody storm, there was a silence in his eyes, but he quickly regained his joy.

Because he saw a white robe in the bloody storm.

It was Pang Jiu's clothes, although Pang Jiu was swallowed by the bloody storm, but Pang Jiu's white robe was very obvious in this bloody storm. Although I don't know if Pang Jiu is dead or alive at this time, at least I saw Pang Jiu. And Pang Jiu was being pushed out by the bloody storm.

After confirming that he was pushed out by the bloody storm, Pang Jiu hid the scale armor of the epidermis and endured the ravages of the bloody storm with his physical body.

Pang Jiu's appearance not only brought joy to Yu Han, but also surprised the elders of his sect, who were very curious about whether Pang Jiu was dead or alive. If it hadn't fallen, it would have been a good gain for their Blood Sect to have an additional disciple with good qualifications.

While staring at Pang Jiu's body, the people of the Blood Sect kept retreating.

Gradually, the people of the Blood Sect distanced themselves from the Blood Storm, and at the same time, they also distanced themselves from Pang Jiu.

Perceiving this situation, the soles of Pang Jiu's feet produced a thrust, pushing Pang Jiu out of the bloody storm.

While doing this, Pang Jiu was also enduring great pain, the bloody storm scraped through his body, and the bloody qi continued to seep into his body, constantly invading his sanity, if he was not sure that he would not be destroyed by this bloody qi for a while, Pang Jiu would not have taken this risk.

When he was invaded by the bloody qi, Pang Jiu's mind kept flashing that Pang Jiu had not thought about people for a long time. It's not that Pang Jiu doesn't want to miss it, but Pang Jiu is afraid to miss it, so he puts these cherished people in the depths of his heart, and accompanies himself in the depths of his most fragile heart, fantasizing that if he is still on the earth, he is a young self.

Although Pang Jiu had only practiced for about a year and two months in terms of the time of the earth, he had been practicing for tens of thousands of years in the Ethereal Realm.

After enduring tens of thousands of years of boring cultivation, anyone will go crazy, but Pang Jiu has survived through the thoughts of the people he cherishes, and the purpose of Pang Jiu's cultivation has not changed for so long, he has been cultivating to find a way home, and he has been trying to go home.

These flashing pictures, fragments evoked Pang Jiu's thoughts, and gradually Pang Jiu's deep eyes fell weakly, and two lines of tears slowly slipped from the corners of his eyes. The corners of his mouth moved slightly, and he said a sentence that only words, and no one could really know what Pang Jiu meant by this sentence, because he said it in the language of his hometown. And the people who cultivate the truth basically only have a few languages, which are the words that those predecessors have already thought about in the future to communicate in the endless years, so they specially created the cultivation language.

No one knows what Pang Jiu saw, and no one knows whether the tears Pang Jiu left behind were sour or salty.

But Pang Jiu successfully sent himself to the unknown, and at this time, the corners of Pang Jiu's mouth were slightly upturned, as if he was relieved, seemed to be satisfied with something, and seemed to have seen something that made him feel satisfied under the invasion of blood.

Maybe this is the intention to plant flowers that do not bloom, and the willows and willows are unintentionally planted. Pang Jiu's expression was seen by Yuan Han, and he couldn't help crying bitterly.

In fact, the cold looks cold, but the heart is very fragile and lonely. He is an introverted person, maybe this kind of character should not appear in the body of a cultivator, but it appears in the body of Yu Han, although his practice time is not short, but it is still a young man's nature.

Among the cultivators, I am afraid that no one can understand the mood of Yu Han at this time, and the friend he just met is actually in danger to save himself, and he is still smiling.

However, the elders of the Yuanhan Sect were surprised that Pang Jiu was still alive, and Pang Jiu's not yet completely lost his sanity made several people in the Blood Sect stunned, and Pang Jiu's majestic blood was shocked.