Chapter 1189 Why?

Hula la...

Hundreds of battle soul soldiers rolled out, and even the descendant of Xiaoxian Realm, Ji Dao, had to resist with all his strength from the rows of power that came through the air. Then he was destroyed by this power and floated far back. However, his body shape happened to be standing with the little saints of Shenting who were leading the crowd to rush over. At the same time, Gu He, the first man of the ancient clan who had been angry in the air and watching coldly, finally suppressed his anger and felt in his heart. Comforting himself that important things were important, he slowly came down and stood next to the Son of God of the Night Clan, holding an ancient mace in his hand. The ancient energy of chaos gradually surged, as if it turned into a steaming cloud, filling the void...

The Son of God of the Night Clan, the night air is rising, and the place where he is is like a netherworld!

The descendant of the little fairy world also had a mysterious light in his eyes, and endless purple energy was steaming from his body, and the immortal energy was misty.

Gu He, on the other hand, controlled the energy of chaos and remained hidden.

Behind them were Hua Mi'er, Fu Shanzi, Shuang Tu Clan Chief, and the last two, Qi Qian Ai Ai, who was obviously hesitant, but under the pressure of the general situation, he could not let the four princes of Cang Lan Hai and Ao Gu follow. Little God King and others...

The pressure as big as the sky spread out on them row by row, rolling forward and suppressing them.

In front of them, there was only Fang Xing, holding a sword transformed from the Hundred Battle Soul Soldier, floating alone in the air...

"You finally made the right choice!"

The God Son of the Night Clan turned his head and glanced at Xiao Dao, the descendant of the Immortal Realm, and spoke softly.

"call!"

The fierce eyes of the descendant of the Little Immortal Realm were also a little lonely, and he even glanced at Fang Xing with some resentment. After all, he turned sideways towards the God of the Night Clan, and then said in a low voice: "Since my Little Immortal Realm has surrendered a long time ago, everything should be done as usual. Your Highness is following your lead!"

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

The God Son of the Night Clan answered softly, like a guarantee, but also more like an insult.

The descendant of Xiaoxian Realm, Xiudao, lowered his head. No one knew what he was thinking, but the evil aura on his body was obviously stronger.

"Why bother?"

The Son of God of the Night Clan no longer paid attention to the evil heir from the Little Immortal Realm. He just looked at Fang Xing and said quietly: "You already have a holy position in the Divine Court. In terms of status, you are only under the God King. For you It is already rare for such a person who has no family and no sect and is hated by the cultivators of Tianyuan. Even if you did not achieve this fate, you will still have some merits for you, even if it is not satisfactory. , in the end, you can be regarded as the best among all cultivators, with honor and wealth, why do you choose to be my enemy?"

He spoke softly, and a hint of coldness began to appear in his plain eyes: "... Or maybe you are not sincere in your surrender to the Divine Court at all? To be honest, since you surrendered, your actions have been absurd and your thoughts Yougui, you seem to have accomplished a lot of feats, but how many of them are really beneficial to the Divine Court? Even if you break through the third restricted area and defeat all the cultivators in the Pure Land, I have always felt that you have something else. What you are planning is just not certain! And now, you insist on going your own way and insisting on stopping us from seizing the divine artifact, which makes me even more suspicious. Little Saint Tongtian, I am now accusing you of pretending to surrender and secretly still being loyal to the human race. Do you have any excuses? ?”

"Haha, is there any great person in the human race who is worthy of my allegiance?"

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

"You don't have to admit it, but I just want to ask you one thing!"

The Son of God of the Night Clan took a step forward. With this step, the Night Clan around him immediately rose up, and the pressure it brought immediately doubled: "I, under the order of the God Lord, came to seize this god-conferring artifact. , I order you, Little Saint Lord Tongtian, to get out of the way, are you willing?"

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

Under this huge pressure, Fang Xing also laughed softly, with demonic energy surging around his body, and then his eyes lowered, and he smiled self-deprecatingly and said, "But one thing you said is right. Yes, I have never been loyal to the Divine Court..."

"Then there's no way!"

Having achieved his goal, the Son of God of the Night Clan waved his sleeves and calmly ordered: "Kill the little Saint Lord Tongtian!"

"promise!"

After finally hearing this clear order, everyone behind him became murderous at the same time.

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

Fushanzi roared violently, swung his giant ax, and a crazy strong wind stirred up the void, sweeping towards Fang Xing.

"You are just a human race, but you are determined to be an enemy of the gods. You deserve to die!"

Huamin'er and Shuangtu Clan Chief were even more rude. One sprayed blue flames from his mouth, and the other transformed into a fierce bee and swept over them overwhelmingly.

"Oh, I didn't want to kill you, but unfortunately, you are too stupid. At this critical moment, why are you blocking the car like this?"

Ao Kuang, the fourth prince of Canglanhai, also sighed in a low voice. He was unwilling to take action, but the eyes of the God Son of the Night Clan had already glanced over coldly, and he naturally understood in his heart that with his current status, he was afraid that he would not be able to take action. He stayed out of the matter. Moreover, although Canglanhai had ordered him to win over this young man who might be used by Canglanhai as much as possible, he never said that he would place a bet on him when he was bent on being stupid. As for him, things have come to this, and I can only give up on him...

call!

The surging sea water emerged behind him, and a nine-headed demonic dragon appeared vaguely, and it rushed towards Fang Xing.

"Fellow Taoist Fang Xing, my father once discussed with you that we should wait for an opportunity to seize this rare treasure of the Gods. However, the son of God of the Night Clan was very thoughtful and calculated one step further than us. There is no chance of seizing the rare treasure of the Gods anymore. We should hold off for the time being. It’s better to lie dormant and look for opportunities again, but I didn’t expect you to be so stubborn and want to hold on to the sky alone when the situation is approaching. Alas, I can’t help you in this desperate situation!”

At this time, the little god king Aogu was also thinking this in his heart. There seemed to be unbearability in his eyes, but he did not dare to show it in front of the god son of the night tribe. He even did not dare not to take action. He reluctantly waved his wings and brought A strong wind swept over me, and I felt extremely guilty!

"If there was even 30% hope, I would not hesitate to reveal my identity to save you, but now there is no 10% hope..."

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

boom! boom! boom!

Fang Xing had also sacrificed the Hundred Battle Soul Soldier at this time, turning it into a high bronze wall to resist various magical powers.

Having become the Hundred Battle Soul Soldier, what he fears most is actually this kind of fighting method. The Hundred Battle Soul Soldier has supreme potential, allowing him who is only at the third level of transcending tribulation to dare to fight anyone. It can even be said that he is not afraid of anyone in terms of victory or defeat, but what he is most afraid of is this kind of situation where there is no fighting and only relies on strength. There is no experience to learn from, and he can only compete alone, and the opponent , almost everyone's individual strength is not inferior to themselves, which is a great disadvantage.

But he can't hide yet. Once he dodges, he can no longer stop the saints from Shenting from sending Gu He to the stone bridge.

At this moment, he could only hold on with all his strength, like a demon god, guarding in front of the stone bridge.

Behind him is the divine object related to Tianyuan's destiny...

He also wanted to retreat, but there was always anger in his heart that made him unwilling to retreat, so he just stood in front.

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

At this moment, apart from his unwillingness to retreat, the only thought that arose in Fang Xing's heart was this.

"Let's take action too!"

A faint smile appeared on the face of the God Son of the Night Clan, especially after seeing that the fourth prince of Canglanhai and the little god king Aogu had already taken action. This level of satisfaction made him nod, and then lightly He glanced at Xiudao, the descendant of the Little Immortal Realm, and Gu He, the ancient crane beside him, and spoke quietly. Then, the night air behind him suddenly turned into a monstrous claw, and he raised his head fiercely in front of him. He grabbed the high bronze wall that had risen, just like a bad wave crashing into a thin embankment...

"call!"

Seeing the God Son of the Night Clan take action, Gu He was even more rude and hit him directly with his mace.

He also figured out that this was not the time to be angry. He had to kill the devil first and take down that significant divine object!

"Why are you bothering? Why bother?"

Just when the two of them were taking action, suddenly an extremely annoyed grunt sounded from the side. However, Ji Dao, the descendant of the Little Immortal Realm, actually got in front of them and struck fiercely, with seven immortal belts fluttering behind him. It flew up, blessing the ancient sword with endless immortal power, and then the sword energy skyrocketed, stagnating in the air, then flying forward with a roar, even surpassing the God of the Night Clan. The giant claws and the ancient mace in the palm of the ancient crane fiercely stabbed down towards the bronze wall.

The bronze wall, or dam, transformed from the Hundred Battle Spirit Soldiers, seemed so fragile at this time.

"Why do you do it knowing you can't do it?"

"Why, until this last moment, you would rather fight with all your strength than join forces with me?"

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

Countless crazy thoughts echoed in the ferocious heart of the descendant of Xiaoxian Realm, and he rushed towards Fang Xing viciously.

He hated Fang Xing, and all kinds of complicated emotions made him hate Fang Xing more than anything else, so he wanted to kill him with a sword.

He wanted to use this sword to cut off the endless distracting thoughts in his heart.

Boom!

This sword carried endless waves and hit the bronze wall.

Together with the magical powers of other saints, an unspeakable terrifying giant wave was formed, which was about to completely destroy the wall.

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 question.

"Because, senior brother is a proud man, and you are not qualified to force him to make way..."

A peaceful voice resounded in Ji Dao's ears, like a shock to the soul: "As for your question... Senior brother will not have to join forces with a slave who is willing to be driven by the Divine Court in order to protect Tian Yuan's fate. ...He still has us..."