Chapter 1171 I Sing Folk Songs to You

The bronze door is half-covered, but not closed. The huge gap is enough for all the gods to step in. It was only after entering that they discovered that the hugeness inside this demon tomb was beyond Fang Xing's and others' imagination. As soon as they stepped into it, what they saw was a winding downward road. How many miles deep? There is no light around, and the cultivators can only rely on their spiritual consciousness to identify everything around them, and even their spiritual consciousness is suppressed by the powerful demonic energy in this huge cave, unable to penetrate the body for thousands of miles. At most, he is just like a mortal, inspecting the surrounding area of ​​several hundred feet, which can be said to be extremely weird...

Fortunately, these demonic energies were just invisible existences, not malicious, and did not actively harass these little saints from the divine court.

Just like in the cold winter, the meaning of terror is different when there is wind and when there is no wind. When the demonic energy has not moved, Fang Xing and others can still resist a little with their own cultivation, but when the demonic energy moves, they may It’s hard to resist...

"Is this the tomb of the demon?"

After entering this place, all the little saints of the Divine Court also concentrated their attention, and Hua Mi'er seemed to be afraid of disturbing any existence, so she whispered.

"Shut up, don't speak nonsense when you enter this place, lest you disturb something!"

Hearing this, the twin gods of the Night Clan gave a low drink, their expressions extremely solemn, even with a hint of panic.

"As you command!"

Hua Mi'er was startled and hurriedly closed her mouth tightly, with lingering fear in her eyes.

Everyone else heard what they wanted to say, but stopped talking. After experiencing the battle between gods and demons outside, everyone said it was a lie to say that they didn't admire the Son of God of the Night Clan in their hearts. This person first showed kindness and filial piety. In the name of righteousness, he forced the Immortal Alliance to allow them to enter the battlefield of ancient gods and demons, and then he coaxed so many people to go deeper with him. But in the end, he immediately made a decision and lured the immortal soldiers of the Immortal Alliance to follow him. Entering the envelope of the Immortal Burying Demonic Cloud, and resisting the power of the Immortal Burying Demonic Cloud on your own, it takes a while...

Later, he used a group of immortal soldiers from the Immortal Alliance and the corpses of the creatures of the gods as sacrifices to draw out the power of the Immortal Burial Demonic Cloud, and got a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to break into the mysterious area under the Immortal Burial Slope. , all kinds of links, planning and courage, not missing a step, it is really beautiful, even Fang Xing can't help but think, who said that all the gods have only force and no brains?

If there were a few more cunning and cunning people in the God Clan, it would probably not be so easy for the immortals to enslave them in the first place.

"Little Saint Lord Tongtian, please..."

After the Ye Clan God Son finished training Hua Nie'er, he turned around again, looked at Fang Xing with his eyes, and said quietly.

"What are you doing?"

Fang Xingzheng was squatting behind and picking his ears as if nothing had happened. He was startled when he heard this and rolled his eyes at the God of the Night Clan.

"Before leaving, the Divine Lord summoned me alone and gave me some guidance. Outside of the Immortal Burial Slope, I am in charge of all matters and regard me as the respected one. But after entering the Immortal Burial Slope, I need the Little Saint Lord Tongtian to take the lead. Four The prince and His Highness Aogu followed suit, and we hid behind to avoid being alerted by our aura to unnecessary beings. However, Little Saint Lord Tongtian can rest assured that even if you alerted some restrictions, we will I will take action to resolve it for you, and I will send you safely into the depths of this domain all the way..."

"Let me take the lead?"

Fang Xing was stunned for a moment, and Xuanji also understood.

As early as when he was in the Prehistoric Bone Palace, he had talked with the Old Dragon King and the Little God King Augu. The thing that the gods were looking for should be the legendary list of gods. Such things were related to the fate of Tianyuan and even the Great Immortal Realm. It was extraordinary, but Although the Divine Master wanted to get it, he did not have the qualifications to get it. If he took it by force, he might directly disturb the divine object and escape without a trace. Therefore, he summoned the young geniuses from the Divine Court and gathered the Tianyuan creatures. There are some geniuses here, let them go through such a journey for me...

These little saints from the divine race who have not yet been crowned kings are only among the strongest in the Tribulation and True Immortals, and are not enough to alarm the Gods List. And the geniuses among Tianyuan's juniors are mostly people who are famous on the Gods List. Such talents Qualified to approach the list of gods, the same is true for the placement of the Divine Court now. Even though the Son of God of the Night Clan is powerful, he does not dare to go to the front, and can only recommend Fang to go to the front. The difference here is mysterious, but it is not difficult. Understand that if there are any restrictions on the line ahead and are touched by Fang Xing, they will only encounter some dangers. They can work together to break them, but if they are disturbed by the gods, the divine objects inside may run away.

"This is interesting!"

When Fang Xing heard this, he also laughed and walked slowly to the front without being polite.

"Little Saint Lord Tongtian, we are already here. We are all in the same boat. I hope you... will be more cautious!"

The God Son of the Night Clan had a forbearing expression, said softly, and then glanced at the descendant of the Little Fairy Realm.

A slight movement hinted at his threat. After all, Xiaoxianjie still held Fang Xing's painful foot.

"Haha, don't worry, I will definitely be cautious!"

Fang Xing chuckled and summoned the skull to get into the palace. After all, in this dangerous place, it was safer to hide in the small world. However, what was a little surprising was that the skull could not be opened at this time. He was stunned for a moment before he suddenly realized that this Heavenly Demon Tomb was actually a small world. Its power suppressed Fang Xing's shrine and cut off the access to the shrine. As a result, he could not enter the shrine. The palace is in the palace, and the little princess Yaochi who is in the palace cannot come out.

In desperation, he could only sigh, turn the skull into the size of a fist, and then use a fairy rope to pass through the eye socket and tie it to his belt. Fortunately, after the skull was fused with the shrine, it had already It has the characteristics of size change.

Fang Xing took the lead and walked down the huge stone steps. Behind him, the fourth prince Ao Kuang and the little god king Augu followed, and behind him were the gods of the Ye clan, Hua Mi'er, Fu Shanzi, and Li Huo. Waiting for a few people, and behind them, is the descendant of Xiaoxian Realm, Fierce Dao. This group of people also vaguely formed a formation, with Fang Xing as the leader, and the others as flanks and rear, slowly moving forward...

The cave is dark, full of demonic energy, and dead silent, making people feel like they are walking on thin ice...

"Sister, you..."

In the middle of the line, when a group of people's minds were at their peak, suddenly a "ouch" sounded from the front.

A group of minor saints from the Divine Court trembled in fright. One of the big wings of the God Son of the Night Clan reached directly in front of Fang Xing. He was invisible but firmly protected him inside. The other saints also clearly felt that The breath condensed into a ball and turned into a big umbrella, which was held over Fang Xing's head. If a crisis struck, they could resolve these dangers and eliminate the crisis for Fang Xing immediately.

After waiting quietly for a long time, there was no reaction except for the faint demonic energy around them. The little saints immediately looked at Fang Xing with strange expressions.

"Hey, what's the big reaction? It scared me..."

Fang Xing turned his head with a playful smile and glanced at the Little Saints, quite cautiously.

"I'm CAO, it's you who scared us..."

The little saints, who almost had their hairs standing on end, realized that Fang Xing had roared just now, and all of them were furious. Even the little god King Augu looked at Fang Xing with a bad look. Well, in this environment, in such a dangerous place, Fang Xing's sudden voice is really scary, and those with weak cultivation may be frightened to death by him...

"What do you want to do?"

After all, Hua Mi'er was timid, so she couldn't help looking at Fang Xing hatefully and scolding him.

"I...I sing folk songs!"

Fang Xing seemed to have aggrieved face and looked at Hua Nie'er innocently.

"You...you still want to sing folk songs in this damn place?"

Hua Mi'er's face changed with anger. She spoke a little louder just now and was reprimanded by the Son of God of the Night Clan. This bastard was still in the mood to sing folk songs? This was simply a deliberate slap in the face to her and the God of the Night Clan. He was looking for trouble!

"It is in this place that we have to sing folk songs. You are all following behind, but I am walking in front. It's dark and it's not the depth of winter. You think I'm not afraid. I'm just singing a few folk songs to build up my courage. Do you want to Then come to the front?"

Fang Xing immediately turned his face, and Hua Nie'er was choked with words and couldn't speak.

A monk who has successfully transcended the third level of tribulation, you are telling me that you are timid, yet you still want to sing folk songs to strengthen your courage?

"Stop messing around and move on!"

The Son of God of the Night Clan interrupted Hua Mi'er's complaints with a cold word.

He had already noticed that Fang Xing was trying to see if they would really protect him if they encountered danger. In addition, he also had some wild intentions and did not want to have a verbal dispute with him, so he Stop the cold exit and move on.

"Then can I sing folk songs?"

However, Fang Xing refused to give up and asked the Ye Clan Godson with a smile.

The calm eyes of the God Son of the Night Clan were almost filled with fire, and he glanced at Fang Xing coldly.

But at this moment, Fang Xing was not afraid of him at all, and looked back at him with a half-smile...

"Keep your voice down..."

In the end, it was the God Son of the Night Clan who forcibly suppressed his anger and spoke slowly.

He could guess what the devil would say next if he didn't agree...

"I can rest assured that……"

Fang Xing laughed and did not bother anymore. He walked forward with his hands behind his back, humming as he stepped on his splayed feet: "Grandpa, I will go forward boldly, go forward... Grandson, please follow carefully." Come up, follow me..."

This time the voice was not so loud, but the singing was so full that the faces of the people following him turned livid, and even the little god King Ogu felt like strangling him to death. Impulsive, especially the little sage Tairi who hated Fang Xing the most, Fu Shanzi. At this time, his eyes were almost angry with fire, and his veins were exposed. After enduring it for a long time, he finally shouted: "You bastard..."

Before he could finish this sentence, Fang Xing, who was walking in front, suddenly kicked out a small stone. The stone immediately hit a restriction on the stone wall in front, and only heard a roar, and in the void around him, The demonic energy gathered and turned into a huge demon god and slashed towards the location of the restriction, causing stone chips to fly, and the faces of the cultivators changed greatly...

"You bastard, I told you not to speak so loudly, can't you hear me?"

Fang Xing turned around angrily and cursed at the little sage Tari, Fu Shanzi.