Chapter 1143: Shameless

"This is so shameless..."

Originally, Fang Xing was eager to push this matter away from him as far as possible. It would be even better to put the responsibility on the God Son of the Night Clan, but he didn't expect that the White Bone Saint King would suddenly He jumped out and admitted that he had arranged all this. After staying for a while, the fire in his heart started to surge up. I thought to myself, what the fuck, uncle, I have been planning this for so long and you can take credit for it with just one sentence. Take it away, aren’t you telling lies with your eyes open? This is a bit shameless, it’s really shameless...

Fang Xing has long known about the fact that the Little Immortal Realm covets Baiduan Mountain's fortune. After all, he has planted an undercover Xue Lingzi in the Little Immortal Realm long ago. Moreover, when the Little Immortal Realm was desperate, he started to contact the God King of Eternal Darkness. , he has also been reminded by Xue Lingtang. Furthermore, he has always regarded the creation of Baiduan Mountain as his own. Therefore, every time he thinks of the Demonic Abyss, he will think of the Baiduan Mountain in the Demonic Abyss and those things that belong to him. But he didn't get the good fortune, and over time, he almost became sick!

So, when he met Da Jinwu and the others at Prison Heart Cliff in Beihai, he mentioned the creation of Baiduan Mountain and made an appointment to let them contact Xue Lingxue and pass on the news after they escaped. News came out that the Little Saint of Shenting was on an envoy to the Pure Land. At that time, this envoy walked slowly, but the Great Golden Crow and others came to the Pure Land early...

Fang Xing insisted on using the White Bone Mountain at first. He originally wanted to use the sword to kill people, put the group in crisis, and then facilitate Da Jinwu and others to do things. Unexpectedly, the God of the Night Clan also targeted Baidu Mountain, but he insisted on it. They couldn't borrow Baiduan Mountain, so Fang Xing naturally couldn't agree to it. If they collided with each other, they might not be able to take advantage of it if they fought hard. Even if they didn't suffer a loss, Baiduan Mountain's resources might not fall into their hands. After all, in name, even the Ancient Bone Palace was helping the Gods.

Precisely because of this, Fang Xing simply planned to be ruthless and take the initiative to seduce the White Bone Saint King, mess up the situation, and then make things easier for Da Jinwu and others. He needed an opportunity or an excuse, that is, how to take back the Pagoda Formation. , not too early, the gods will become suspicious, not too late, the Son of God of the Night Clan will definitely set a trap for himself if he takes the initiative, so he will do it non-stop, using the secret sound transmission talisman at close range to let the Great Golden Crow After waiting for others to get ready, he led the Bone Saint Lord all the way to Baiduan Mountain.

Of course, I have to admit that the bastard grandson of Da Jinwu is really becoming more and more domineering in his work!

Fang Xing didn't expect it to be so capable at first. He just wanted to mess up the situation, take back the pagoda formation, release those monster corpses, and then let it enter Baiduan Mountain. The more resources and good luck it can get, the better. , but I never expected that they were more courageous than me, and they suddenly set up a large formation, covering the entire Baiduan Mountain, and then threw it directly onto the back of the Big Golden Crow, and ran away cleanly. It was neat, the whole package was round, and there was no waste at all. It made me completely satisfied!

It is not easy to do this. First of all, the big formation is a sixty-four formation, and it can include the entire Baiduan Mountain and even reduce it sixty-four times. This type of formation is by no means an ordinary formation. The master can set it up, and it even uses the principles of the small world. It must be from Wu Sang'er's hand. It should be noted that the most worrying thing about setting up such a large formation is that it will conflict with the rules of the mysterious realm that envelope this area. But that formation of sixty-four flags completely enveloped Xuanyu, which was extremely exquisite.

At their level, they can fight against the laws of the Mysterious Domain to a certain extent, but they still can't sustain it for too long. However, they directly wrap the Mysterious Domain in the formation without conflict, which is the most appropriate and subtle way. One of the methods!

Another point is that the Golden Crow himself does not have the ability to walk away from the mountain, so he must have relied on the power of the small world of Beihai Prison Heart Cliff. From this point of view, the small world is probably owned by the Golden Crow. After all, one side In a small world, it is impossible to have multiple masters. Others should have given this huge benefit to the Golden Crow, and the Golden Crow itself also has talents such as formations. Seeing how he can change freely and operate as he pleases, it is obvious that he is here Over a period of time, this small world has been completely refined.

Fang Xing participated in less than 30% of this series of actions and plans, and it only created an opportunity.

But what Da Jinwu and others completed was very beautiful, far beyond his expectations!

Regarding this, Fang Xing couldn't help laughing wildly in his heart, almost dancing, very satisfied with this group of friends.

Precisely because he was less involved, he was not worried about the Night Clan’s Son of God doubting him. There was no evidence anyway, so go find it!

Don't say you doubt me, I'm going to put a big hat on your head!

Of course, the Bone Saint Lord jumped out and admitted that he had done this, but it was only as expected.

How shameless, do you really dare to take all the credit for yourself?

"Hahahaha, it doesn't matter if we capture Baiduan Mountain. Today you, like a puppy, will die here!"

The Holy Lord of White Bones laughed wildly, seemingly satisfied with his ambition, but just when Fang Xing was scolding him in his heart for being shameless, his expression suddenly changed, and the bone spear in his hand struck down fiercely again, with fierce anger. , earth-shaking, nailing the skull directly, but this move frightened Fang Xing. He cursed in his heart, thinking that this old bastard was careless and took the credit, but he still wanted his own life. He was so anxious , hurriedly destroyed the pagoda formation, and the Buddha shadow rolled up with a roar.

boom! boom! boom!

The Bone Saint Lord struck three spears in a row, but all of them were blown away by the power of the pagoda formation. The rolling strong wind swept all around like flat ground.

The pagoda formation is not an easy formation. It is a leftover formation from the Western Heaven Realm back then. It is almost indestructible. But now the problem is that Baiduan Mountain has been carried away by the Great Golden Crow. This pagoda formation has lost its foundation and has no mountains and rivers. With the supplementation of the power of spiritual veins, this large formation is a rootless formation, and it all needs Fang Xing to maintain its operation. It will be fine for a while, and Fang Xing can withstand the third level of transcending tribulation. , the longer it lasts, the greater the consumption of power, and sooner or later he will be unable to hold on...

The Holy Bones obviously discovered this, and became more and more ferocious in their attacks!

The harder he strikes, the faster the pagoda formation consumes power. He just wants to die from exhaustion.

"Smelly night owl, why don't you come and save your uncle quickly?"

Fang Xing sensed the crisis and shouted angrily, shocked and angry.

But the God Son of the Ye Clan was originally full of resentment towards Fang Xing, and even if he begged, he might not come to help. Now that he heard him uttering evil words, he ignored him and turned into a human, with an indifferent expression. Stand aside and watch quietly.

"Small World, Buddhist Formation...Puppy, you are indeed a treasure, but it's a pity that your cultivation is still too weak..."

However, the Holy Lord of White Bones got the opportunity. When he saw that the Son of God of the Night Clan had no intention of stopping him, he became even more ferocious. He roared and struck with his bone spear angrily: "Just like the little god-controlling soldier, I think you still have something. How much mana, how long can it last..."

"I support you, uncle, I support you..."

Fang Xingyi defended himself. The more he thought about it, the more anxious he became. He couldn't help but shout: "Help..."

"Um?"

Seeing that he actually shouted for help, the White Bone Saint was stunned for a moment, then became even more excited and laughed loudly: "Who dares to save you?"

With a bang, another bone spear was shot down, carrying endless fierce power.

"I'm here to save you!"

But at this moment, suddenly, strong winds blew in the distant sky, and a creature like a dark cloud came roaring with great power. Looking closely, it turned out to be a huge golden alien dragon. , the terrifying wings flapped slightly, and the surrounding mountains were collapsed and the earth was cracked. It looked huge and boundless, but it came very fast. In an instant, it was already a hundred miles away, and the giant wings With a wave, terrifying void cracks struck in front of the Bone Saint Lord like lightning.

"Bang!"

The White Bone Saint did not dare to play tricks, and swung his spear in a hurry, colliding with those cracks in the void, and the whole person was staggered back after being hit.

"Master of Honghuang Palace, do you dare to stop me?"

Furious, he crushed a mountain with his feet, brandished his bone spear at the golden dragon, and roared angrily.

"As the God King of the God Clan, I naturally have to protect the Little Saint of the Divine Court!"

The visitor was naturally the Old Dragon King of the Ancient Ones. The Son of God of the Night Clan had asked the Little God King Aogu to invite him to stop the Holy King of Bones. Now he finally arrived. The majestic Lord of the Ancient Bone Palace and the King of Ancient Relics took action. The power was naturally extraordinary. Fang Xing, who was going to the third level of tribulation and controlled the small world, and controlled the pagoda formation, pressed down on the White Bone Saint Monarch and was directly repelled by him with one wing...

"Haha, what a God King of the God Clan, what a lackey under the control of the God Lord!"

Seeing the old Dragon King of the prehistoric times, the Bone Saint King restrained his murderous intent. He was not afraid of the old Dragon King, but he had no intention of continuing to take action. After sneering, he put away the bone spear, said sarcastically, and suddenly jumped into the sky, carrying With a boundless aura of death, he rushed straight towards the White Bone Mountain, leaving only one sentence: "Little Fang Mo, sooner or later I want you to die under my spear..."

How could such a vicious demon leave so easily?

When all the little saints around saw this scene, they were all slightly startled and somewhat surprised.

Just now, they really thought that the old Dragon King would have a battle with the Bone Saint Lord, but they didn't expect that it would end so easily.

"Meet the Primordial God King..."

After being stunned for a moment, the group of juniors immediately stepped forward to salute, headed by the God Son of the Night Clan.

"Your Highness, the Little Saint Lord Tongtian was in danger just now, why didn't you come to rescue him?"

The Son of God of the Night Clan was still very polite in front of the old God King of the Ancient World, but he didn't expect that the old dragon watched the White Bone Saint King go away, but suddenly turned his head and looked at him, his face full of dissatisfaction, and he glanced coldly. He glanced at himself and his voice was very cold.

"This...that bone demon is very powerful, I think I am no match for him..."

After the Night Clan Godson was stunned for a moment, he could only frown and explain calmly.

"Well, since we all serve the Lord God, why not put aside those little thoughts?"

The old god king of the prehistoric era suddenly sighed deeply and taught Dundun: "I know your abilities. Although the bone demon is powerful, it may not be able to defeat you. You could obviously stop him just now, but you had to Standing by and watching is really too much! Just now I saw a golden crow carrying a mountain on its back from a distance and fleeing towards the Pure Land. I originally wanted to catch up to see what happened, but I didn't expect that the situation here was even more critical, but I had to first I’m here to help Little Saint Lord Tongtian resolve the crisis, let that guy go!”

After saying this, the old god king seemed to be puzzled: "By the way, what is the origin of the Golden Crow just now?"

"broken……"

Upon hearing these words, the originally calm-looking God Son of the Night clan felt a thump in his heart.

"Damn it, the devil wants to put the blame on himself, that's all. I didn't expect this old guy to do the same thing..."

Fang Xing was below. After hearing these words, he couldn't help but look up at the old dragon king and cursed in his heart: "You are so shameless!"