Chapter 1213 Do You Dare to Take a Gamble?

"Uncle, how can I have the patience to bet with you?"

Fang Xing didn't pay attention to the words of the descendant of the Little Immortal Realm at all. He took off his sleeves and went up to search for the so-called great opportunity. However, just as he took this step, he heard waves of shocking sounds coming from below. The sound of heart palpitating breathing...

Huh...huh...

The sound was long and heavy, as if coming from Jiuyou. It was very terrifying. Even as the sound of breathing became louder and louder, they all felt a special feeling. Even the breath of void around them was... It trembles gently, sometimes converging and sometimes scattering as the breath below is exhaled. It was like an invisible big hand, holding the endless void, sometimes clenching it, sometimes spreading it out. After only listening to these two times, all the cultivators in the field were already frightened, as if even their own heartbeats began to be affected. This breath control.

"My bet... is very simple..."

When all the cultivators in the Fengtian Alliance fell silent, the descendant of the Little Immortal Realm smiled, his eyes darkened slightly, and he looked down into the bottomless Nine Netherworld. The flesh on his face moved slightly, and he revealed a difficult expression. With an ugly and painful smile, he struggled to say: "I don't know why you... are so determined to maintain that absurd pride when the strength gap between the two sides is so huge... I don't have time to think about it now... I just want to know now , when your strength is inferior, can you... really have a chance of winning?"

As he said that, he slowly raised his head and looked straight at Fang Xing: "The Son of God of the Night Clan... a prodigy of the God Clan. Among the gods of this generation, if there is anyone who can represent the strength of the Divine Court... he is the only one." ...Do you really think that the backlash from the collapse of the small world can hit him hard?... It's too simple to think... His power is beyond all of your imagination... Little Saint Lord Tongtian... No, it's Fang Mr. Xingfang, I will make a bet with you, bet you... bet you... can you beat him now?"

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The Son of God of the Night Clan is not dead and has been hiding under Jiuyou?

At this time, no one could care about the Legend of the Immortal World. Everyone looked at it in shock.

The number one Little Saint in the Divine Court, the Son of God of the Night Clan!

This person had all kinds of calculations and thoughts. He laid out tricks one after another to lure cultivators into his trap. He almost swallowed up this small world in one go. He really almost made everyone despair. It can be said that this is a real theory. Get up, in the confrontation with this person, Fang Xing has been close to failure twice. The first time was when he first arrived in the abyss, only to find out that he had secretly colluded with Gu He and used himself as a scapegoat, but he planned to let Gu He go get the divine artifact first. This shows that his thoughts are as deep as water and indescribably deep... …

At that time, Fang Xing stood up to all the saints alone. If it had not been for the appearance of the Fengtian Alliance, he would have been defeated by now.

The second time, surprisingly, after the masters of the Fengtian Alliance appeared, they still almost fell into his trap. In that situation, this person was able to hold back, take advantage of the situation, and reverse the entanglement of the Fengtian Alliance's cultivators. The situation of the little saints living in Shenting, instead, they used the hands of these little saints to entangle the cultivators of the Fengtian Alliance, and then used the secret treasures from Beihai Prison Heart Cliff to suppress the spirituality of the gods, while he quietly sent out his spiritual thoughts to find The core formation of this small world has even taken into account the omnipresent demonic energy in this world and the restraining properties of Buddhist magical powers. It can almost be called an inexhaustible plan. After swallowing it in one gulp, Fang Xing and others are all Almost desperate.

But this strategy was inadvertently destroyed by the emergence of the Great Golden Crow...

Everyone in the room refused to admit that this was indeed just his bad luck, not his lack of planning skills!

It is quite terrifying for a creature from the God Clan to have such careful thoughts.

But unfortunately, this person is not known for his planning skills at all...

What he is most well-known for is his strength...

The Son of God of the Night Clan, the number one Little Saint in the Divine Court, the head of the three thousand juniors of the God Clan, the strongest person under the God King...

According to legend, there are divine beings who have the ability to kill true immortals!

Among these countless descriptions, which one makes the Tianyuan creatures tremble...

It was originally discovered that after the small world collapsed, he became silent and did not even feel his breath. The cultivators of the Fengtian Alliance thought that he had been affected by the backlash of the small world and disappeared. At the worst, it might be After being seriously injured, he fled directly. No matter what the outcome was, it was fine, as long as he didn't fight him head-on. To put it bluntly, if the god son of the Night Clan really escaped, even if Fang Xing and the others saw it, they wouldn't be able to do it. I will chase him. After all, that guy is too strong and chasing him is too dangerous!

But no one expected that he was still there...

He had been in the Netherworld all this time, hiding his voice, and it was only then that he heard the sound of heavy breathing...

Like a wounded beast, the danger feels even more terrifying!

"He must be injured, why not take the opportunity to run away?"

Fang Xing also glanced at the abyss below and said with a rather strange expression.

Da Jin Wu also stretched his head and looked down: "What is that, Da Jin Wu, I'm going to tear it apart!"

Fang Xing said expressionlessly: "He is the number one master under the God King, and he claims to have the power to kill immortals!"

Da Jinwu was stunned for a moment, and immediately said with great enthusiasm: "...Then let's go and tear him apart..."

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"Let's set up the formation!"

The others had no intention of joking like these two, and had already turned serious. Fox Fairy Ji, Dao Wufang, Foyin, Li Hongyi and others glanced at each other and waved their flags at the same time. Then they saw the formation in the air. The flags were flying, and the cultivators rushed to various positions at the same time, occupying the void. The closed-door formation that had been put away just now was set up again at this time, but in the formation, there were several people who did not follow the formation. Walking away are Fang Xing, Xiao Xue, Lu Fengxian, Da Jinwu, Song Guichan, Li Hongyi sister and brother, Wang Qiong, Han Ying and others.

These people, with fighting spirit already rising in their hearts, looked at each other in the void, and then nodded secretly.

"No matter who this person is, we cannot teach him to leave alive today!"

"The gods descended to the human world, and the Tianyuan creatures became slaves..."

"Then, let's let today's battle begin the counterattack against Shenting..."

The whispers contained the great courage, great ambition, and even the slightest will to die in the hearts of each of them.

To be precise, the Son of God of the Night Clan has not yet appeared, but each of them already felt a sense of great terror...

"In this case, should we fight alone to prove my Tianyuan's pride?"

At this moment, Lu Fengxian suddenly looked hesitant and whispered.

All the cultivators around him glared at him instantly...

Lu Fengxian choked for a moment, looked down as if nothing had happened, and said calmly: "Slay demons and eliminate demons, no matter the details!"

Da Jinwu, Xiao Xue and others looked at him with some dissatisfaction.

Lu Fengxian looked a little awkward, paused, and said: "The battle between humans and gods, regardless of trivial matters..."

The others stopped looking at him and turned their heads to look down again.

"How could...how could this happen?"

"It's clear that I have no plans left, so how could such a situation happen?"

"Is Tianyuan Continent, the home of all immortals, really the center of the universe, protected by destiny?"

In the Nine Nether below, the sound of gasping for breath became more and more intense. I don’t know how much time passed, but finally a deep voice sounded. I don’t know how much regret and anger was contained in that voice, let alone how much grievances were settled. It sounds like a child who has suffered great injustice is roaring at an adult. To a certain extent, the God Son of the Night Clan at this time is indeed at a serious loss in terms of luck. The sudden appearance of the Big Golden Crow The appearance of is really confusing...

Strictly speaking, his failure can only be attributed to bad luck!

Boom...

The demonic energy below rumbled and trembled, and a thick night sky rushed into the sky, like thick ink sprinkled on rice paper.

And in the thick night sky, there was even a round of sun and moon rotating, emitting the faint power of time...

Sun and Moon Pill!

At this time, the Son of God of the Night Clan has surprisingly taken the Sun and Moon Pill!

Presumably, he did suffer the backlash when the small world collapsed, and was seriously damaged, so he directly swallowed the Sun and Moon Pill, just like Taiyuan, using the power of the years to stimulate the potential of his own bloodline, so as to achieve better results than in his heyday. Stronger power...

Everyone's body tensed subconsciously at this time!

That power seems too violent!

Probably, if there were immortals in the world, they would be nothing more than this, right?

This godly son of the Night Clan claims to have the power to kill immortals, which is really not an exaggeration...

"Ha ha ha ha……"

But at this moment, the unnoticed descendant of the little fairy world laughed wildly again, as if he was having a flashback, and with a little more strength, he roared: "Do you see it? Do you feel it? This is the gap, this is the Divine Court. The power represents, so what if you have the courage? What if you have the ambition? If you don't fight, you can't fight. If you don't have enough strength, you don't have enough strength. Did our little fairy world voluntarily grovel? We were just being beaten. When Tian Yuan gave up, he had to make a choice when he encountered such a powerful opponent... Even you are scared, so how can you blame us for our original choice?"

In his roar, he suddenly roared: "Fang Xing, they all believe in you, then I will also bet on you. Do you dare to bet with me? Can you prove in front of me that Tianyuan can beat Tianting? ? Do you dare to fight with this son of the night clan?"

"If you can win, it means that Tianyuan has the possibility of winning, but Xiaoxianjie has lost its original intention..."

"If you lose, it means that the gap is the gap, and Xiaoxianjie made the right choice..."

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Those provocations and roars immediately made all the cultivators present feel upset. As soon as the Great Golden Crow turned his head, he would flap his wings to shut him up. After all, what he said was simply the words of a madman. Is it true that Fang Xing is stupid?

Even the nine of them had little chance of joining forces to fight against the Son of God of the Night Clan, yet he wanted to provoke Fang Xing to fight this man alone?

But just as its wings flapped out, Fang Xing reached out and touched it.

Dajinwu immediately looked towards Fang Xing with a surprised look on his face, only to see him looking down deeply.

"You...you, you, you...don't really want to make this bet, do you? That guy is very powerful..."

Fang Xing took a deep breath, forced a smile, and said: "...Actually, I think I'm pretty good too!"