Hulala...

The hundred battle soul soldiers swept out, and the rows of power that broke through the air were the descendants of the small immortal world, and the fierce Taoist who had to resist with all their strength. Then, they were destroyed by this force and floated far away, but their figure happened to be with the little saints of the Divine Court who were leading the crowd to rush over. At the same time, the first person of the ancient clan, Guhe, who had been watching coldly, finally suppressed his anger, comforted himself in his heart, and then slowly descended, standing beside the son of the Night Clan, holding the ancient mace, the ancient chaotic aura gradually surged, as if it had turned into a steaming cloud, filling the void...

The son of the Night Clan, the night air rises, and the place where he lives is like a darkness!

The descendant of the small fairy world also had a mysterious light, and endless purple aura evaporated on his body, making his fairy aura ethereal.

The ancient cranes control the chaotic energy and hide without releasing it.

Behind them were Hua Mier, Fu Shanzi, Frost Tu Clan Chief, and the last two, Qiqi Ai Ai, who was obviously hesitant, but under the oppression of the general situation, the fourth prince of Canglanhai and the little god king of Aogu were not allowed to follow...

The pressure as high as the sky spread out from their bodies one by one, rolling and suppressing them forward.

In front of them, there was only Fang Xing, holding a big sword turned into a hundred war soul soldiers, floating alone in the air...

"You finally made the right choice!"

The son of the Night Clan turned his head lightly and looked at the descendant of the little fairy world with a fierce look and spoke gently.

"call!"

The descendant of the Little Immortal Realm, the eyes of the evil Taoist, were a little lonely, and even looked at Fang Xing with some resentment. Finally, he turned to the son of the Night Clan, and then said in a low voice: "Since my little Immortal Realm has already applied, I should follow your superiors' head!"

"You are very smart, there will be a way out in the little fairy world!"

The son of the Night Clan answered softly, as if it were a guarantee, but it was also more like an insult.

The descendant of the little fairy world, the evil Taoist, lowered his head, no one knew what he was thinking, but the evil spirit on his body was obviously stronger.

"Why bother?"

The son of the Night Clan did not pay attention to the evil way of the descendant of the little fairy world. His eyes just looked at Fang Xing and spoke quietly: "You have already had a holy position in the Divine Court. When it comes to your identity, you are only under the Divine King. For someone like you who has no sect and no sect and is hated by the Tianyuan cultivators, it is already rare. Even if the fortune this time is not obtained by you, you will have a merit and merit. Although it is not satisfactory, you can still be considered a top student of the cultivators. You are honored and wealthy. Why do you choose to be an enemy of me?"

He said softly, and a little coldness began to appear in his ordinary eyes: "...or, you are not sincere in applying to the Divine Court at all? To be honest, since you applied for it, you have done things absurdly and have evil thoughts. You seem to have made many contributions, but a few are really beneficial to the Divine Court? Even if you break through the third forbidden zone and defeat the cultivation of the Pure Land, I always think that you have other plans, but you are just not sure! And now, you are determined to stop us from seizing the divine objects, which makes me even more suspicious. Tongtian Xiaosheng, I am telling you that you are pretending to apply for it and are still loyal to the human race in secret. Do you have any arguments?"

"Haha, what's the amazing character of the human race that I deserve to be loyal to?"

Fang Xing replied softly, spat into the void, and sneered: "I just don't like you!"

"You may not admit it, but I just want to ask you one!"

The son of the Night Clan took a step forward. With this step, the Ye Clan around him immediately rose, and the pressure brought by him was immediately doubled: "I am here to seize this God-given God-given God-given object and order you, the little Saint Lord Tongtian, to get out of here, are you willing?"

"No one can order me, my own father will not succeed, let alone my grandson?"

Under this huge pressure, Fang Xing also laughed in a low voice, his body was full of demonic energy, and then his eyes became low, he smiled with a self-deprecating smile, saying, "But there is one thing you are right, I have never been loyal to the Divine Court..."

"Then there is nothing I can do!"

The goal of the Night Clan God Son had already achieved, so he waved his sleeves and ordered lightly: "Destroy the Little Saint of Tongtian!"

"promise!"

Finally hearing this clear order, everyone behind him raised the murderous aura at the same time.

"No matter how rampant you are, you will eventually die under my hands!"

Fu Shanzi roared violently and waved his huge axe. The fierce wind stormed the void and swept towards Fang Xing fiercely.

"You deserve to die, but you are just a human race, but you are determined to be enemies with the gods!"

Hua Mier and the Frost Tu clan leader were even more polite. One of them sprayed blue flames, and the other turned into a fierce bee, sweeping over there.

"Oh, I didn't want to kill you, but unfortunately, you are so stupid. At this moment, why do you have to block the car with your arms?"

Ao Kuang, the fourth prince of Canglanhai, also sighed softly. He was unwilling to take action, but the eyes of the son of the Night Clan had already swept coldly. He naturally understood in his heart that with his current identity, he was afraid he could not stay out of the matter. Moreover, although Canglanhai had an order to win over this seedling that might be used by Canglanhai as much as possible, he never said that when he was determined to be stupid, he would bet on him again. Now that things have come to this, he can only give up on him...

call!

The surging sea water appeared behind him, and a nine-headed demon dragon appeared faintly, and he rushed towards Fang Xing.

"Fellow Taoist Fang Xing, my father once discussed with you that he would wait for an opportunity to seize this magical treasure, but that night clan's god was meticulous and calculated one step more than us. There was no chance to win another magical treasure. We should stay dormant for the time being and look for another opportunity. But I didn't expect you to be so stubborn. When the trend came, I actually wanted to support the sky alone. Alas, I can't help you in such a desperate situation!"

At this time, the little god king of Agu was also thinking in his heart, and he seemed to feel unbearable in his eyes, but he did not dare to show it in front of the son of the Night Clan. He even dared not to take action. He barely waved his wings and swept a strong wind over, feeling extremely guilty!

"Whenever I have 30% hope, I will expose my identity to save you, but now there is no hope..."

He said a lot in his heart, but he didn't know if Fang Xing could understand.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Fang Xing had already sacrificed the hundred battle soul soldiers at this time, turning into a bronze wall to resist various magical powers.

He who has refined the soul soldiers of the Hundred Wars is actually the most feared thing about this kind of fighting method. The soul soldiers of the Hundred Wars have supreme potential, so that he, who has only the third level of tribulation, dares to fight with anyone. If he only determines the outcome based on martial arts, he can even be said to be not afraid of anyone, but what he fears most is that there is no fighting method and only rely on strength to fight head-on. There is no experience to learn from here, and he can only compete alone. The opponent, almost everyone's own strength is not inferior to himself, which is a very disadvantage.

But he couldn't hide yet. Once he escaped, he could no longer stop the saints of the Divine Court from sending the ancient cranes to the stone bridge.

At this moment, he could only support himself with one force, and he was like a demon god, guarding in front of the stone bridge.

Behind him is a divine object related to the fortune of heaven...

He also wanted to retreat, but he always felt angry, which made him unwilling to retreat, but just stood in front.

"This may be the biggest stupid thing I have ever done in my life..."

At this moment, apart from the unwilling thought of retreating, the only thought that arises in Fang Xing's heart is this.

"Let's take action too!"

A faint smile appeared on the face of the God of the Night Clan, especially after seeing that the Fourth Prince of Canglan Sea and the Agu Xiao King had taken action, this level of satisfaction made him nod, and then he glanced at the descendants of the little fairy world beside him and the ancient cranes, quietly opened his mouth. Then, the night energy behind him became enormous, and suddenly turned into a surging demon claw, and grabbed the bronze high wall standing up in front of the front, and slapped at a thin embankment like evil waves...

"call!"

Seeing that the son of the Ye clan made a move, Guhe was even more polite and directly hit him with a mace.

He also figured it out. It was not the time to be angry. He killed the demon first and took down the meaningful divine object!

"Why are you doing this? Why bother?"

Just as the two of them took action, a very annoying groan sounded next to them, but the descendant of the little fairy world actually grabbed them and took action fiercely. The seven immortal belts behind them flew up, adding endless immortal power to the ancient sword. Then the sword energy surged, stagnating and stopping in the air, and flew forward with a roar, even surpassing the giant claws of the Night Clan God Son and the ancient mace in the ancient crane palm, and stabbed down fiercely towards the bronze wall.

The bronze wall, or embankment, turned into a hundred war soul soldiers, seemed so fragile at this time.

"Why, you do it even though you know it is impossible?"

"Why, until this last moment, you would rather fight with each other than join forces with me?"

"Why, I know that every choice I make is right, but I feel guilty in front of you?"

In the heart of the evil Taoist descendants of the Little Immortal Realm, countless crazy thoughts echoed, and rushed towards Fang Xing fiercely.

He hated Fang Xing, and his various complex emotions made him hate Fang Xing more than anything else, so he wanted to kill him with one sword.

He wanted to use this sword to cut off the endless distractions that arise in his heart.

Rumble!

This sword held endless waves and hit the bronze wall.

Together with the supernatural powers of other saints, an indescribable terrifying wave was formed, and the wall was completely destroyed.

These doubts in his heart will probably be buried in his heart forever, and he will never have the chance to ask Fang Xing again.

Therefore, he never expected that someone would answer his questions.

"Because, senior brother is a proud person, you are not qualified to force him to give way..."

A peaceful voice resounded in the ears of the evil Tao, as if it hit the heart: "As for your problem... the senior brother should not join forces with a slave who has been willing to be driven by the Divine Court in order to protect Tianyuan's luck... He still has us..." (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!