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Text Chapter 245: Picture of Thousand Hands and Thousand Eyes: Pan Mu finally returns home

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    It was a dark and lonely world.

    Wherever you look, there is no light source that can bring the slightest light.

    Heaven and earth seem to be forever sinking into this endless darkness that runs through the past, present and future, and it is no longer possible to extricate themselves.

    Even the so-called eternal night and abyss are not enough to describe the darkness and loneliness in this world.

    And, all the scenes are motionless, as if what you see in front of you is not a real space, but instead, you are watching a picture painted purely by black ink.

    "Boom"

    However, when Pantian's eyes of consciousness, which followed the energy, just glanced here, there was a sudden rumble in the originally extremely silent space.

    It was as if the owner of this place had discovered Pantian, the intruder, and was roaring a warning.

    ¡°Then, the still picture scene was instantly broken. In the eternal darkness, a dazzling purple light beam suddenly flashed out like a claw protruding from hell.

    ?? One after another, one after another, there are more and more, and they are getting brighter and brighter, dyeing the space of tens of thousands of meters around the light source into a pure dazzling purple background.

    "Click!"

    Suddenly, a crisp cracking sound resounded in an instant, and the consciousness that escaped here to watch instantly felt that waves of death, destruction, evil, and greed were invading like a storm.  .

    ?????????????? Immediately, in a confused moment, Pantian¡¯s little spiritual consciousness coming here was to be completely infected by this aura, break away from Pantian¡¯s body, and become a **** and evil individual.

    ¡°My soul remains motionless, sitting upright in the sky!¡±

    In an instant, Pantian was like another huge divine soul aura, rushing over to support the little divine will that was about to be demonized. Moreover, after receiving the support, the power of the divine soul became much larger. In an instant, in  A magic technique evolved in it, making him seem to be sitting on the sky, detached from the human world and unaffected by this aura.

    "This is actually the same as the breath of the eyeball!"

    Later, after stabilizing, more souls were transmitted, and the acuity of the induction was greatly increased. Pantian instantly discovered that the breath that suddenly appeared in the dazzling purple light was actually the same as that of Jiuhuan Burial.  In the mountain of fate, the aura emitted by the huge eyeball that almost caused his death was exactly the same.

    It's just that at this moment, this aura is much larger. Even if it's not directed at myself, it's almost impossible to hold on. Moreover, there is a pure and incomparable feeling in it, which is far beyond the eyeball.  .

    "Boom"

    Just when the evil aura became more and more powerful, it seemed that it had been accumulated, and finally enough was enough. Suddenly, in the dazzling purple color, there was a picture scroll, with the billowing evil power, emerging.  .

    Suddenly, outside of the dazzling purple color all around, a sense of instability appeared in the dark space, as if the dazzling purple and the darkness were two opposites, one was strong and the other was about to weaken.

    "Huhuhu"

    And in Pantian's shocked eyes, the picture that emerged was completely opened with a roar. It was thousands of meters high and low, thousands of meters long, and the whole body was also dazzling purple.  And it is crystal clear, and only one thing is depicted in it.

    This is a huge humanoid creature. There are about thousands of arms protruding from the sides and back of the body. Each one is of different thickness, which is very strange.

    Furthermore, he actually has no head. From the top of his neck, densely packed tentacle-like things extend out over a thousand.

    There was a huge eyeball on the top of each tentacle-like thing, and when he saw it, Pantian exclaimed in surprise.

    "Big-eyed monster, ninth level of filth!"

    Yes, the eyeballs hanging on this tentacle-like thing are exactly the same as the huge eyeballs that appeared in the Jiuhuan Death Burial Mountain and attacked Pantian, the Jiuzhong.

    Combining the aura conveyed on this picture scroll, and at this moment, seeing these many eyeballs that were the same as those at the ninth level of dirt, Pantian had a guess in his heart.

    The most important thing is that Pantian discovered that among the many eyeballs that were still closed at the moment, one of the tentacles was empty, as if the eyeball on it had fallen off on its own.

    This further proves Pantian¡¯s guess, ¡°The root of that eyeball is here.¡±

    "Crash"??

    Suddenly, these numerous tentacles with huge eyeballs, for some reason, suddenly started to sway together, and the thousands of giant hands of different thicknesses also immediately stretched out, each holding a fist.  It's like trying to break something.

    "Boom!"

    Just this simple action, unexpectedly, was a surge of power that made Pantian unmatched. Pantian, who originally seemed to be in the sky and invincible, suddenly fell out of the protection of heaven and earth.  , was blasted out of this square room.

    At the last glance, Pantian saw that the eyes that were originally closed were all opened, and they all radiated jet-black thunder and lightning towards the endless darkness.

    "Pfft"

    And Pantian, whose soul was blasted out, suddenly saw the scene in the hall restored in front of his eyes. However, a mouthful of blood immediately came out of his mouth and he spat it out.

    Like a mortal who was hit hard by a hammer from the back of his heart, there were slight cracks in his heart.

    "It's so scary. This is not what I am now capable of participating in." Pantian, who was still recalling the majestic aura just now, couldn't help but sigh with blood mixed in his mouth.

    "Pan'er, is that you?"

    Suddenly, a light voice of inquiry came from Pantian's ears. Pantian, who was still recalling the feeling just now, immediately opened his eyes.

    In front of my eyes, a familiar face with a hint of doubt immediately appeared.

    It¡¯s as if the owner of this face still doesn¡¯t know what happened.

    "Mother, I am Tian'er"

    After the corner of his mouth trembled involuntarily, Pantian said this softly and threw himself into the arms of the person in front of him.

    It is as if Pantian at this moment is no longer the powerful man in the heavenly realm who dominates the world, but a child who can't live without his mother's arms.

    "Tian'er, it's Tian'er, I, am I not dead?" After hearing Pantian's answer, the woman finally recognized the person in front of her out of confusion, but she still muttered  With this kind of inquiry.

    "You're not dead, you're not dead, let's go home, go home now"

    Hearing the muttering, Pantian did not give him an explanation. Instead, he pulled him and hurriedly escaped into the space, heading towards the Baidi tribe and Pancheng, quickly.

    Only in the hall, there was a slight sound of a woman murmuring, "Go home", still floating in the air.
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