Chapter 1193 Closed Dog Fighting Formation

One has never believed it, the other has never doubted it...

This sentence, which seemed a bit baffling to others, made Fang Xing's heart tremble suddenly. He wanted to laugh and cry for a moment, but in the end he just curled his lips and cursed: "These two old guys are really good at flattering. ..." Even so, I breathed a long sigh of relief, and felt a lot more at ease in my heart inexplicably, as if a knot in my heart had been untied.

Others don't understand Fang Xing, but Uncle Eleven Bai Qianzhang understands Dapeng Evil King.

The words that these two old guys easily asked Fox Fairy Ji to convey to him relieved the depression in Fang Xing's heart.

After all, Fang Xing is not a saint, Cha Cha is very petty-minded and very vindictive!

I don't know how many scolds he has received since he surrendered to the Divine Court. Although he has a free and easy nature and doesn't mind these things, it would be a lie to say that he doesn't have any concern in his heart. Occasionally, he will even feel a sense of despair. It feels like...

Why are you scolding me after I helped you? Do you really think I don’t know how to slap people?

Especially, this feeling was even stronger when Fang Xing single-handedly resisted the saints of Shenting.

Because at that moment, he himself didn't know if those people would continue to scold him if he died...

But now, this depression suddenly disappeared.

Yes, weren't those people scolding themselves even when they didn't surrender to the Divine Court?

Look at these people again. Even if they surrender to the Divine Court and their reputations are ruined, don’t they still believe in themselves?

"It's not a loss!"

Fang Xing muttered to himself, and after a while, he suddenly laughed "hehe" twice.

At this time, the cultivators from Shenzhou, Buddhism, Nanzhan, and Yaodi who had already gathered here also heard what Fox Fairy Ji said. They are all people with exquisite minds. How could they not understand this sentence? Deep meaning? Seeing Fang Xing laughing, I felt a little relieved. The atmosphere became more relaxed for a moment, and there was a faint tendency to forget all the minor saints in Shenting. It was a strange thing...

"Haha, have you had enough of this nonsense?"

The Son of God of the Night Clan suddenly spoke, breaking the atmosphere, and then he looked at Fang Xing with a sinister look, half-smiling but not smiling: "Little Saint Tongtian, you do have a lot of friends, you are just pretending to be fake. You are so beautiful, but I don’t know if you have exposed yourself or if you are too lazy to act again. Now, if I accuse you of pretending to join the Divine Court with evil intentions, you probably have nothing to say, right?"

"I also said that your uncle..."

Fang Xing raised his head with a smile and looked at the God Son of the Night Clan. There was a smile on his brows and eyes. At the same time, he exuded a familiar fierce and domineering look, and directly raised the Hundred Battle Soul Soldiers. , pointed at the Son of God of the Night Clan and shouted: "You bastard, did you think you were there just now? Now that I have help, I can still be afraid of you? I'm just pretending to be helpful? I'm just toying with you. So what? You still want to go to the Lord of God to sue me?"

At the end of the sentence, his ferocious nature was revealed, and his figure suddenly soared into the air, rising higher and higher. Then he glanced around and shouted in a cold voice: "Brothers, come and help me. I understand what I mean. Anyone who comes here and shows his face, I will never steal anything from you in the future...Okay, let's not say any polite words. Today I have made a good new weapon and I am looking for a few good heads to sacrifice for the army. Who is willing to help me?"

"Senior brother has a destiny, and junior brother is obligated to do so!"

Shen Tou was the first to stand up, with his hands clasped together and a smile on his face.

"Xiao Zu has his destiny, and the ancient demonic ways will not disobey him!"

In the next moment, the golden-winged Xiaopeng King jumped out, shaking his halberd and shouting.

"call……"

In Nanzhan Yimai, the little ghost king Li Ying took a deep breath and was about to scream at the top of his lungs, but Li Hongyi suddenly turned his head and glanced at him. Li Ying immediately suppressed the words he was about to say, and Li Hong Yi Ze smiled brightly, walked forward slowly, and said softly: "Junior Brother Fang, the creation of Baiduan Mountain was given by you, and all of it has been handed over to the two seniors Bai Qianzhang and Dapeng Xiezun, a strong force of the Fengtian Alliance. It can be seen today that Master Hu Qin has already told you that there will always be a place for you in the Daxue Mountain in the south. Now, you have a destiny..."

When she said this, she paused slightly, and Wang Qiong next to her gave a gentle salute and continued: "...I will obey everything!"

As for Dao Wufang, a fat-headed and big-eared member of the Shenzhou lineage, he looked at Fox Fairy Ji from afar, and after receiving her reply, he took a step forward and shouted loudly: "Little Devil Fang Xing" , I am here on behalf of Fuyao Palace this time. Immortal Mu Ci ordered me to tell you that Fuyao Palace, from Situ to ordinary disciples, all owe you a great favor. Since I am here, I will do my best to help you!"

"Hahahaha, it's all done..."

Fang Xingzhi felt so relaxed and happy that he couldn't help laughing loudly. He waved the Hundred Battle Spirit Soldier and pointed it at the Son of God of the Night Clan and his party, and shouted: "Then I'm not welcome. Brothers, come together and kill these bastards." I snatched all the eggs..."

After he finished speaking, he realized that something seemed to be wrong. He hesitated for a moment and quickly changed his words: "No... kill me!"

"promise!"

There was no one around, but they all agreed loudly, and then there were formation flags flying in the air, one on the left, one on the right, neatly arranged, going up to the sky and down to the earth, Shenzhou, Buddhism, Nanzhan, Yao Forces from all over the world flew with the formation flag at the same time. In a short period of time, a large formation evolved, each fighting in its own area, forming an invisible field, but surrounding the group of little saints from the Divine Court. In the middle, the formation is strange and difficult to understand, and it is indescribably complicated. It is really a rare formation in the world...

"Hulala..."

The largest formation flag flew towards Fang Xing from a distance and was caught in his hand.

"Fellow Taoist Fang Xing, this is a great gift from the Fengtian Alliance to you. It was strongly recommended by the elders of the Tianji Palace in Shenzhou. Sister Sang'er from Fusang Mountain also shined, and finally created this formation, gathering the power of the four states. Sealing all the heavens, destroying the world, no one can escape from the discipline of this little saint of the divine court. If this formation is pushed to the extreme, it can have hundreds of thousands of changes, and it will definitely become a powerful weapon for my Tianyuan to fight against the gods. However, Don’t be too busy this time. You only brought sixty-four formation flags with you, but it can be regarded as the first appearance of this formation in the world. Senior Bai Qianzhang said that you have been wronged and need to be comforted, so he will take the formation flag for this formation. The honor of my name has been given to you..."

The Fox Fairy came through the void, bowed Yingying, and said with a soft smile.

"Want me to give you a name?"

Fang Xing was stunned for a moment, thinking that Uncle Eleven had found a good job for him, but he ignored it for the time being. He just tilted his head and looked at the Fox Fairy, and said with a tsk in his mouth: "You're such a coquettish... pretty fox. , when did it become less annoying?”

The Fox Fairy didn't take it seriously, she just smiled lowly and said: "Everyone else said that I am extremely resourceful, but you have always thought that I am stupid, so that's fine. No matter how many times we have fought against each other, you are always in your hands. Will I suffer a loss? But I think I am not a fool. The Immortal Alliance and the Fengtian Dao can clearly distinguish who is seeking their own destruction and who is destined to be lucky, so naturally I can make a good choice..."

Fang Xing was still a little suspicious, shook his head and said: "This choice is not smart, it is not stable at all!"

"There is indeed some danger!"

Fox Fairy nodded and said: "But I also understand a truth!"

She looked at Fang Xing and laughed in a low voice: "The road of cultivation is to go upstream. If you want to be stable, you should not embark on the road of cultivation. Now that the divine court has come, why is it not a trial on the road of cultivation? Just like Nascent Soul overcoming the tribulation, whether it can survive the thunder tribulation is one thing, but if you don’t even have the courage to overcome the tribulation, you are basically not qualified to be called a cultivator..."

Even Fang Xing couldn't help being slightly startled after hearing this, and gave a thumbs up: "Brilliant!"

Fox Fairy Ji smiled sweetly: "Let's name it!"

Fang Xing said without thinking, "Okay, let's call it the Gate Formation!"

Fox Fairy Ji was stunned: "Closing Formation?"

"yes!"

Fang Xing looked serious and said: "Close the door and beat the dog until it comes back!"

"Well... the artistic conception is good, but is the name..."

Fox Fairy had a strange expression and couldn't help but tentatively said, "How about we name it the Heaven Sealing Formation?"

Fang Xing rolled his eyes directly: "God has offended you?"

As he spoke, he clenched his fist again and said decisively: "It's called the closing formation. Come on, brothers, close the door..."

Fox Fairy was quite helpless, and finally felt that she was not the same type of person as this devil...

Boom!

No matter the name is good or bad, the power of the Gate Formation cannot be underestimated. With the command flags waving, all the troops have arrived at the command flag positions. A total of sixty-four command flags floated in the air, completely sealing off this area, but I really don’t want any of these little saints from the Divine Court to escape. In the large formation, there is even more murderous intent. The momentum of the Fengtian Alliance has already reached its peak!

"Your Highness the Twins, we..."

The expressions of Hua Mi'er and others have changed drastically.

Naturally, they are all divine masters with extraordinary strength, but now facing this battle, they can't help but feel a little frightened.

"This formation is powerful, it's really hard for us to escape!"

The Son of God of the Night Clan spoke calmly, but his words made Hua Mi'er and the others even more frightened.

He didn't seem to notice it, he just looked at the sixty formation flags around him with admiration, and his eyes were obsessed with the light. After a long time, he sighed in a low voice: "The Tianyuan creatures finally began to realize their own advantages... Haha, due to their bloodline limitations, they are destined to not be able to grow into a shocking existence as easily as the gods. Compared with their peers, they have no ability to compete with the gods. However, they have accumulated and inherited their heritage for generations, but It’s not something our God Clan can compare to!”

"Formation, magical weapons, even talismans and alchemy, these are their advantages that can be used to increase their power. If they want to form immortal soldiers, they have almost no way to compete with us. They can only use the blessing of magic weapons and formations. Only then... This is the reason why I wanted to destroy the creation of Baiduan Mountain, but unfortunately, I still fell short and they took away the resources..."

"Your Highness, then let's..."

Even the leader of the Shuangtu Clan couldn't help but interject. At this juncture, who is in the mood to listen to your emotions here?

"Haha, it's hard for us to escape, but why did I ever say we were going to escape?"

The God Son of the Night Clan suddenly rolled his eyes, looked at the other little saints coldly, and said calmly: "The rabble is just a rabble. Even if they block all escape routes, how can they scare us, the saints of the Divine Court? Ha, Human monks have countless inheritances and have extraordinary foundations. Their formations, talismans, and magic weapons are all gifted to us, and it is difficult for us to understand them thoroughly, but the alchemy..."

A faint smile appeared on his face, and he said softly: "Have you forgotten the divine elixir given by the Divine Lord when he was canonized?"