Chapter 1770 Tied Up

The sky is broken!

On the thirty-third day, following the battle between the Immortal Kings, another world was destroyed!

In an instant, the glass-like dome in the sky began to collapse, and then a fire fell from the sky. On the earth, there was not much fairy energy left, like fireworks, rushing toward the nine heavens. It looked extremely magnificent. It was as if the earth was steaming with wisps of purple spirit, extremely vast, and this piece of earth also seemed to have lost the original power that brought them together in the first place, and huge cracks appeared, and the immortals in the field We all understand that this kind of crack will eventually get bigger and bigger, and eventually it will become torn apart, with rocks flying across the sky, and it will also annihilate all life. In the end, no living beings will be born here, and it will become an eternal dead zone...

"God...my bad God..."

In the distance, a voice cried loudly, it was Le Shan'er, the Lord of Tai'er.

He is crying for this heaven!

And in this chaos, the demon army and the fairy army were all in chaos, running away in all directions, escaping this apocalyptic chaos. Fortunately, the heaven domain no longer existed, so they could escape to the star domain without restraint. The immortals who came to help Fang Xing did not take it too seriously. The chaos between heaven and earth seemed vast and terrifying, but it had a negative impact on them who had the cultivation level of Daluo Jinxian, or were close to Daluo Jinxian. The threat is not great. At this time, they are all paying attention to Fang Xing...

"Di Liu, don't bully others too much, we will fight with you!"

In this chaotic world, Yan Zhaoge and Lu Xiaojun were both as crazy as demons, and they took action with all their might. Their Heavenly Will Sword and Emperor Talisman were blocked by Fang Xing, completely dispelling the worries in their hearts. The last hope of escape, but they were the sons and daughters of the emperor after all. At this time, they had no fear. Instead, they aroused the bravery in their hearts. The two of them joined forces and rushed towards Fang Xing. The magicians rushed towards Fang Xing one after another, and they actually put on a posture of wanting to die together!

"Haha, at this time, you still want to call me Teiryu?"

Fang Xing laughed out loud when he heard the words, his eyes were filled with light, his body was as vertical and horizontal as the wind, with a sword on his left and a halberd on his right, full of murderous aura, fighting two people separately.

To be fair, these two sons and daughters of the emperor are both very powerful. To a certain extent, their personal strength has even surpassed that of several other demons, including Wanchou Hai. Even without adding With their Heaven's Will Sword and Emperor's Talisman, their individual abilities were similar to those of Xiao Beiming, the Demon Lord of Forgetfulness. At this time, the two gave up all hope of escape and attacked together, displaying even more tyrannical power. , based on strength alone, even a being like Lingxu Immortal Lord would not dare to be careless in front of them...

But now, there is a rumbling sound in the body, and in the world of consciousness, Fang Xing is undergoing earth-shaking changes, but he has clearly revealed the strength to crush everything. Now Wanchou Hai's mighty demonic power has still not been dispersed, and the endless The demonic energy is constantly transforming into its origin, and then filling up Fang Xing's consciousness. This also causes Fang Xing's own power to become stronger and stronger as he fights. Both the Savage Sword and the Nine-Dao Halberd showed their overwhelming power, pinning the two of them down!

What's even more terrifying is what he said!

At this time, Fang Xing, who had no taboos, could not hide his identity, so he drank it coldly!

When these two people heard this, they immediately felt a storm...

"You...you are indeed not Diliu..."

Yan Zhaoge yelled, with endless hatred and fear in his voice: "Who are you?"

During the great battle in Taihe Heaven, both he and Lu Xiaojun, the daughter of the Da Cang Heaven Emperor, became suspicious early on. The more they looked at the Da Cang Heaven Emperor's son, the more suspicious they became. However, before they could obtain definite evidence, they They still regarded him as the son of the Great Scarlet Heaven Emperor, but at this time, when Fang Xing said these words, it undoubtedly confirmed their doubts and made them deeply frightened!

If this guy is not Diliu, then who is he?

If he wasn't Diliu, how could he have deceived so many people in Dachitian?

Could it be that behind all this, there is a collusion between Da Chitian and the mysterious enemy?

"Who am I?"

Fang Xing laughed coldly and raised his arms. Suddenly, the illusory shadow behind him suddenly became clearer and clearer. In the end, it no longer looked like anything at all. It was a shadow, and it seemed that a real world appeared behind him at this moment, appeared above the ruins, and was suppressed with a rumble!

At the same time, in the depths of the collapsed Taihe Heavenly Domain and the cracked earth, a qi force shot into the sky in an instant!

It was an ancient scent that had been buried for who knows how long!

That kind of aura has been deliberately erased, and not a trace remains!

But it wasn't until then that someone discovered that this aura still existed, but it was just difficult to detect!

"The only ones who will be buried in heaven with swords in the future will be my eleventh disciple..."

There was an invisible scream, and with the appearance of that breath, it resounded throughout this chaotic area!

At the same time, in this chaotic field, a strange illusion appeared, as if there was the Python Cang Mountain, endless, as if an ancient Taoism had appeared, built on the Cang Mountain, the palace eaves and pavilions were looming. , countless people with ancient and peaceful auras travel around the mountains, looking for friends to discuss Taoism, asking about chess and drinking tea, worshiping heaven and earth, and exploring the great road...

...After that, a disaster suddenly came from the sky, and countless purple thunder fell from the sky, killing everything!

The earth is dull, dead and withered, and there is unwilling resentment floating in this ruins for thousands of years!

But now, all this resentment has turned into an old cry: I will be the eleventh disciple who will be buried with a sword in the future!

Boom!

As that shout sounded, that aura instantly blessed the phantom of the world behind Fang Xing!

The blessing of this aura immediately caused a series of muffled thunders to sound in Fang Xing's body!

That was the sound of fate being cut off!

Taishang Dao, the Taishang Dao that was buried thousands of years ago, still left something behind, hidden in a place where no one can detect it, under this parched Taie Plain. But now, with the Taie Sky After the collapse of the world, these inheritances all reappeared in the sky, and then they were attracted by the aura of the Supreme Consciousness Realm on Fang Xing's body, and blessed him one after another, solving the endless doubts in his heart!

"The Supreme Way, the Supreme Way, is this what you expected and the final decision you made?"

Even Fang Xing felt confused for a moment in his eyes when that aura appeared.

Then he murmured to himself, with surprise, surprise, and even a hint of unconcealable fear in his eyes...

"You...it turns out that you are a disciple of Tai Shang Dao, and you are the one who was predicted to be buried in heaven!"

The ones who are even more frightened are undoubtedly Yan Zhaoge and Lu Xiaojun. At this moment, how can they still not see the connection between Fang Xing and Taishang Dao? This was simply more shocking to them than discovering that Diliu was not Diliu. They were shocked countless times...

After discovering this, they simply didn't know how to get rid of the fear in their hearts!

And the world that suppressed them head-on also made them lose all thoughts of resistance. They could only watch helplessly as the world suppressed them. They knew that in the face of such powerful suppression, all magical powers and magic weapons , it was of no use, they could not resist or escape. They sensed the crisis on their bodies, and then they rose into the sky, subconsciously trying to resist the aura of crisis. Under the suppression of this world's phantom, they could not last for even half a breath. has been annihilated...

boom! boom! boom!

The smoke is billowing, the sky and the earth are dark, and all the chaos has been subdued...

Yan Zhaoge, the Emperor of Taixuan Heaven, and Lu Xiaojun, the daughter of the Emperor of Da Cang Heaven, lost all resistance at the same time. They were suppressed by the invisible but extremely real world. When Fang Xing took back that power Sometimes, I can’t even stand up!

"It turns out you are a disciple of Taishangdao..."

Yan Zhaoge raised his head with difficulty, looking at Fang Xing with hatred and unconcealable horror.

"You seem reluctant to believe this?"

Fang Xing lowered his head to look at him, with a hint of ridicule in his eyes.

"No, I believe..."

Yan Zhaoge shook his head heavily: "Only the disciples of Taishangdao can make me lose so miserably. It is impossible for Emperor Liu to be our opponent. It is precisely because we underestimated I have fallen in love with you, thinking that you are just an emperor's son, that's why you are so miserable, haha... haha... If I had known that you were a disciple of Taishangdao, then you... you now..."

After hearing this, Fang Xing was slightly startled, and then sneered.

In his opinion, the identity of this Taishangdao disciple only made him feel like a bereaved dog. He always thought about saving his life, but he did not expect that the Taixuantian Emperor's son thought from the bottom of his heart that Taishangdao disciples should be so strong. Someone with such skills!

Probably that prophecy has been circulated for tens of thousands of years and left such a deep imprint on their hearts!

"You set up such a big situation, got involved in the three-party imperial palace, and brought the Six Demon Heavens into your bag. You must have a big plan. Now we have all become your prisoners and there is no threat to you. So, right? Can you tell us your true intentions?"

Lu Xiaojun seemed much calmer, sat up cross-legged, and asked in a calm voice.

"My true intentions?"

It took Fang Xing a while to understand what Lu Xiaojun said. The imperial daughter thought that she had some big conspiracy to destroy Thirty-three Days, but this sentence made him laugh. After a good time, After a while, he turned around and shouted to the group of toad soldiers in the distance: "A few people came over and tied up these two fat sheep for me. Then they wrote to the two imperial palaces and asked for the money to redeem them..."