Chapter 1187 The Contest of Peerless Divine Weapons

boom! boom! boom!

A fierce battle beyond anyone's expectation began rolling in the abyss.

You come and I go, using weapons and weapons to fight each other, fighting until the sky is dark and the earth is dark, and the void is fragmented...

No one thought that Fang Xing was really capable of fighting Gu He to the death...

Unexpectedly, Fang Xing, who originally seemed to be much weaker than Gu He, actually became more and more fierce in killing, and had the potential to overtake him!

This is almost impossible. Gu He's cultivation level is much higher than Fang Xing's. He has also had many strange encounters since he was a child. In the process of cultivation, he has been vigorously cultivated by the ancient clan and has never stopped providing resources. . The Qiongtian Nine Transformation Technique that he has practiced since he was a child is even more difficult to guard against and almost invincible. And the ancient magic weapon of chaos gave him a tyrannical strength far beyond his peers. If he said he could sweep his peers, it was definitely not an lie. For such a genius, his secret opponent was the Yuan family freak in China. Later, when the Gods came and the world was in chaos, his opponent was the Son of the Night Clan who became the number one among the younger generation of the Gods...

No matter when, he always has high expectations and is on par with the strongest legends of his opponents.

But now, it is unimaginable that such a talented person is forcibly resisted by Fang Xing, a junior who has only the third level of transcending tribulation!

Hundreds of battle soul soldiers, with endless changes, unlimited ferocious power, and endless magical powers...

Even weapons like the ancient Chaos God's Mace were blocked by the Hundred-Breaking Soul Soldier.

During the roar, two figures shuttled back and forth in the void. The mace of chaos in the palm of the ancient crane struck the void upwards and suppressed the netherworld. As soon as the mace passed, the ancient energy of chaos filled the sky and the earth, locking the void, even for high-level people. The loose immortals may not be able to resist this ancient mace. If they are hit by this ancient mace, their bodies will be broken and they will end up in chaos. The ancient divine weapons are so powerful!

However, Fang Xing's Hundred Battles Soul Weapon is exactly the opposite of the Ancient Mace of Chaos. This weapon was embryonic from Fang Xing's demonic body and almost combined all of Fang Xing's martial arts understanding and various strange magical abilities. It is somewhere between reality and reality. For a moment, everything was moved by his thoughts, changing in thousands of ways, moving smartly from his heart, whether it was a spear or a halberd, or a knife or a sword, and it was able to completely resist the ancient mace of chaos without losing the slightest bit...

"Now that you are at the third level of transcending tribulation, you have the power to fight with me. If you grow up, what's the point?"

Gu He's heart became impetuous again, and as he swung his ancient mace, fierce power filled the world.

He already thought highly of himself and didn't take Fang Xing seriously at all.

The only opponents he recognized were the freaks of the Yuan family in China, and Fang Xing, Fuyao Palace Young Master Situ and others, in his opinion, just inherited the ideas of the freaks of the Yuan family and practiced ancient methods in this life. The Yuan family's freaks have no meaning of inheritance, but to a certain extent, if they follow the old path of the Yuan family's freaks, they can only be regarded as the descendants of the Yuan family's freaks, and they can only be regarded as juniors in front of themselves!

But now this junior, whose cultivation is several thunder tribulations behind him, and whose cultivation time is hundreds of years behind, is now able to resist himself who is holding the Ancient Mace of Chaos? What does this mean? Does it mean that I am so different from him in essence? Is the ancient weapon of chaos on which I am famous really so vulnerable in front of this group of people who have embarked on the path of fairy infants?

This makes him hate it!

It made him angry, and he became even more vicious when he struck!

But the more ferocious he became, the more difficult it became for him to perform his duties. The ancient weapon of chaos, which had always been unfavorable, was actually restrained by Fang Xing!

"If the result of this battle spreads, won't my reputation be ruined?"

Gu He even felt endless frustration in his heart. He was originally ambitious to be the human god king and unify Tianyuan, but now he was forced to restrain himself by a junior who was so much lower than himself in cultivation. He still had He Yan calls himself the first person of the ancient clan again?

impossible!

I cannot defeat myself. I, Guhe, have been blessed with profound blessings since childhood and have countless blessings. How can I not defeat this kid?

"How can a mere demonic weapon stand up to my hundreds of years of practice?"

"My son, I will kill you today to rectify my name..."

The thoughts in his heart were so powerful that Gu He couldn't help but drink loudly and use the ancient mace in his hand wantonly.

His momentum has skyrocketed step by step, like an ancient beast that was angered and let out a sky-shattering roar...

"Haha...you really believed it..."

However, his momentum hadn't reached its peak yet, so Fang Xingbian suddenly covered his stomach and started laughing.

Gu He was slightly startled and looked at Fang Xing with a serious look.

Fang Xing immediately said plausibly: "You just said that you don't believe that I can fight you with this magic weapon, that you don't believe that it can make up for the gap between the two of us. Now you say that you want to kill me to clear my name. This What does it mean? It means that you have no confidence at all in the ancient chaos weapon in your hand... Tsk, tsk, tsk... How many years is your weapon passed down from ancient times now? A kitchen knife will rust after being stored for several years. Well, how can a weapon that is tens of thousands of years old be better than my freshly minted magic weapon?"

Gu He never expected that in the midst of a fierce battle, he would still have the heart to tell himself this. After being stunned for a while, he immediately shouted angrily: "Nonsense, my ancient trump card of chaos is stored in chaos, and it can only be used during the war." But it can be summoned, how can it be compared to your rags?"

While shouting loudly, he swung his ancient mace and smashed it at him.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, who doesn't know how to brag? If you have the ability, let's see whose weapon is stronger..."

Fang Xing also laughed, taunting and waving the magic weapon in his hand to attack!

boom! boom! boom!

The sound of weapons clashing kept coming from the air, and huge sharp edges tore the world apart, but there was no change in the situation of the battle.

"Then... what kind of weapon is that?"

In the distance, Hua Mi'er and others who were watching were already trembling with fear: "How could it be so powerful?"

At this time, they even felt chills on their backs, and they were thinking in their hearts, when did the devil start to refine such a terrible weapon? With this weapon, it was enough for him to fight against Gu He. If he had just When he and others joined forces to kill him, if he sacrificed this weapon, wouldn't he and others be already in a bad situation now? For a moment, I felt that Fang Xing was a little unfathomable...

"That's a human monk's method of refining weapons with one's body, and it's a typical demonic method!"

The Son of God of the Night Clan spoke solemnly, as if he had seen through Fang Xing's trump card of the magic weapon: "There are three thousand avenues of the human race, and all kinds of magical powers and spells are endless, but their origins are similar. There are also such ways of cultivation in the Great Immortal World. I don't know how many there were back then. All the demons in the world have followed this path and possess extremely terrifying strength. However, because they have gone astray, they can no longer achieve the status of Immortal King and cannot be accepted by the Great Immortal World. This demon is actually smart. I don’t know what kind of magical power he used, but he actually used a clone of himself to step onto this demonic path, refine the demonic body into a weapon, and condense a body of qi, blood, and evil energy, like the two sides of yin and yang, opposite to his fairy infant..."

"This...this demonic soldier is so terrifying, can he actually fight against Mr. Gu He?"

Li Huo, the leader of the Shuangtu Clan, whispered in a daze, with deep fear in his eyes.

"Hmph, his demonic soldiers are so powerful that they can be said to have no end, but after all, they have just been refined, how can they really fight against Gu He?"

The God Son of the Night Clan scoffed, looking a little irritated.

"Then this..."

Hua Mi'er was full of doubts and couldn't say anything anymore. She didn't know what the God Son of the Night Clan meant.

"Gu He has been fooled by him!"

The God Son of the Night Clan spoke in a low voice, his eyes full of dissatisfaction. After a while, he calmly explained: "Gu He's cultivation is much stronger than that of the devil. In the beginning, he only cultivated his body and body skills. The demon he suppressed was so stubborn that he was almost unable to fight back. If it weren't for the magic of the immortal infant's body, ten demons would have been killed by him. Have you ever thought about it, now he has summoned the ancient weapons of chaos. , the demon has also been transformed into a demon soldier, and both of them have more to rely on, so why is he helpless with the demon?"

This question was the doubt in the minds of the little saints, and they all looked at the Son of the Night Clan with complicated expressions.

Even the fourth prince of Canglanhai and the little god king Aogu who were not far away looked over.

"Because he relies too much on the ancient chaos weapon!"

The God Son of the Night Clan replied in a deep voice: "He has a good weapon. Every time he encounters a crisis, he will use this weapon to destroy everything. Therefore, his confidence in this ancient weapon has long exceeded his own cultivation. Now the ancient weapon of chaos It was obvious that he had been restrained by the demon soldier and could not exert its power, but he still relied on it in this way. In addition, the demon's words of provocation made him angry, and he always wanted to win with the ancient chaos soldier. In this way, , how could he win the entire battle if it relied entirely on two weapons?"

All the little saints around were startled for a moment. Except for the descendants of the little fairy world who seemed to have some understanding, everyone else was a little confused.

The God Son of the Night Clan obviously didn't have the patience to continue explaining, and said with a cold look: "We have a high regard for this Ancient Crane. Although he is as famous as the Yuan family freak, he can only reach this level with the protection of an ancient magic weapon. In his current state, compared to the Yuan family freak who could severely injure the Nine Nether God King with a rusty sword, he is actually far behind, not in terms of strength, but in terms of ambition. Compared with the fundamental method, alas...the true descendants of the immortals are indeed still unable to be used by our divine court..."

"Then shall we..."

The Shuangtu Clan leader's eyes flickered and he spoke tentatively in a low voice.

"No need!"

The God Son of the Night Clan seemed to know what the leader of the Shuangtu Clan wanted to say, so he refused without even thinking about it. He shook his head and said: "This son is strong on the outside but capable at the same time. He is the best candidate for Tianyuan's puppet god king, and he is also a role recognized by the three god kings!" As he spoke, his eyes lowered and he said coldly: "It doesn't matter whether he is useful or not. What we want is his identity, not his ability..."

Hua Mi'er was taken aback and said anxiously: "But if we take action, it will easily disturb the Immortal Killing Formation..."

The God Son of the Night Clan said calmly: "The night is long and full of dreams. Even if we take some risks, we can't delay it any longer..."

After a pause, he said softly: "Besides, there is no guarantee that all of us will disturb the Immortal Killing Formation!"