Chapter 662 Genius Fantasy

In the sky, the eight Sons of Destiny were in a precarious situation.

Senior Sister Yanli and Xiao Tongtong and others vomited blood and were seriously injured.

The Xuanhuang coalition was held back by several demon commanders and was helpless.

Even if they could spare a hand to support, it would be useless.

The battle between the Heavenly Demon King and the Son of Destiny has exceeded the scope of ordinary gods that can intervene.

Even Bai Yu might not be able to work if he took action directly.

Bai Yu looked at Senior Sister and Tongtong in danger, and his heart was in a knot.

But he did not act rashly, but his brain worked rapidly, weighing the situation very calmly.

The combat power of the Heavenly Demon King has approached the limit that the Xuanhuang Realm can bear. If the Son of Destiny did not have the treasure of reincarnation, he would have died a hundred times.

It would be useless for ordinary gods to intervene.

The only hope is the ninth treasure of origin.

The gathering of the nine treasures will produce incredible changes and burst out unparalleled combat power.

As long as the nine treasures work together, it is still possible to fight against the half-demon king.

And with each additional son of destiny, their combat power will increase.

Logically, the ninth son of destiny should appear at this time, pull out the treasure of origin and reunite with Sister Yanli and others.

However, until now, the last son of destiny has not appeared.

Could it be that there is no ninth son of destiny?

At this time, his eyes swept around and caught a glimpse of a figure - Xing Qing of the Xing clan.

He immediately had an idea.

Since there is no son of destiny, then make one temporarily.

His face remained calm, but he secretly commanded the hidden incarnation of Tianmu.

For this expedition, he made many preparations, and the three major ones of Tianshi, Tianhuo, and Tianmu gathered together.

A barely perceptible shadow passed by and sank directly into Xing Qing's mind.

At this time, the scene was extremely chaotic, with explosions, and no one could notice this at all.

In an instant, Xing Qing's thinking was controlled invisibly.

Divine power, soul-sending demon fetus!

Suddenly, a message appeared in his mind, as if he had awakened the mission given by heaven.

He stepped forward with a snake-shaped blade in his hand, and said coldly:

"I understand, I am the ninth son of destiny."

"Only a genius like me can reverse the world and save the people. You mediocre people can only wait for salvation!"

When these words came out, everyone was stunned.

The Thousand-Handed Lord of the Xing Clan saw it and secretly said that it was not good.

Xing Qing was his confidant and beloved general. He had just broken through to the level of a magic spell master some time ago, which was just the initial stage of transformation.

This guy is good at everything, loyal, dedicated to the public, and does not form cliques.

The only shortcoming is that he is arrogant and pretentious. He always thinks that he is a peerless genius and is born with great luck and great mission.

At this juncture, this guy is sick again.

The Thousand Hands Lord said hurriedly:

"Xing Qing, this is not a joke."

"The Sons of Destiny have mutual induction. If you are the Son of Destiny, Yanli, Kuyun and others would have discovered it long ago."

The other Xuanhuang cultivators also agreed.

They have been traveling together for dozens of days. If there is a ninth Son of Destiny, it would have been impossible to hide it. The Qi of the Heavenly Dao is not a joke.

Seeing everyone's doubts, Xing Qing became more rebellious and looked down on everyone:

"Genius is always lonely. If everyone can understand, how mediocre this genius would be."

He snorted coldly:

"Mediocre people are not worth planning."

"Cover me, watch me pull out the ninth sword and reverse the situation!"

After that, he set up the escape light and flew towards the top of Yuanci Jinshan.

On the side of the Xuanhuang coalition, everyone was nervous.

But at this time, they could only try their best.

A group of powerful gods attacked the opposite demon commanders and generals one after another to cover Xing Qing's progress.

What if, what if there is even a slight possibility?

"Kill!"

The Thousand Hands Lord took the initiative to attack, and the Thousand Hands and Thousand Eyes released a series of spells, hitting the Blood Sky Demon Marshal.

On the other side, the Blood Sky Demon Marshal and others had no intention of stopping him.

The demons and the Son of Destiny had fought countless rounds, and they knew too well what the Son of Destiny was like.

The two Sons of Destiny would attract each other like magnets, and there was no way to hide.

Not to mention, the demons also had a secret method to detect the Son of Destiny.

They were very sure and certain that Xing Qing had nothing to do with the Son of Destiny.

The Blood Sky Demon Marshal sneered:

"It's just right, let them pin their hopes on this madman and waste their time."

"Lord Yuansha is above, and the advantage is mine."

The demons resisted and delayed the Xuanhuang coalition while watching the show coldly.

The Blood Sky Demon Marshal could even imagine Xing Qing's embarrassed look when he couldn't draw his sword and his face flushed.

The other demon commanders, demon generals, and even demon soldiers all sneered and waited to watch the show.

But Xing Qing didn't care.

He even enjoyed this strange look. Everyone was drunk but I was sober. How wonderful.

He flew up the Yuanci Golden Mountain.

It was as if he had divine help along the way. The Yuanci force that had previously hindered him had almost no effect on him.

Finally, he landed on the top of the mountain and reached out to grasp the long sword.

Then, there was no change!

At this time, the demons burst into laughter:

"Hahahaha, the divine objects are spiritual. The son of destiny will spontaneously recognize the master when he meets the treasure of origin, and all kinds of strange phenomena will occur."

"This guy is not the son of destiny at all, he is just a lunatic."

The corners of the Blood Sky Demon Marshal's mouth could not help but rise:

"Just such a madman, the Xuanhuang Realm still regards him as the savior, hahahahahahaha, I am so happy."

The last glimmer of hope on the Xuanhuang coalition side was also shattered.

Everyone's face sank, and their hearts fell to the bottom of the valley.

It's over!

There is really no ninth son of destiny.

A moment later, the eight sons of destiny were defeated, and the Xuanhuang Realm was completely finished.

The Thousand Hands Lord's face was even hotter.

Damn, Xing Qing made this scene, and the whole Xing clan was embarrassed.

Why did he get sick at this time?

The key is that he still has a glimmer of hope.

Xing Qing was stupid, and he was also stupid.

At this time, the battle in the sky had entered its end.

The eight sons of destiny were weak, and they were only relying on the treasure of the origin to support themselves.

Maybe the next move will kill them.

At the top of Yuanci Jinshan, Xing Qing faced the mocking and questioning eyes of the crowd, but his heart became more and more determined.

He was a fallen genius, how could these mediocre people understand?

"The treasure of reincarnation, open it for me!"

He held the sword with both hands, exerted all his strength, and pulled it up.

However, no matter how hard he tried, the flowing sword did not move at all! ! !

Seeing this, everyone completely gave up.

Only Xing Qing was not affected at all.

Geniuses are always misunderstood and destined to be questioned by everyone.

He, Xing Qing, is definitely not an ordinary person!

"Damn it, pull it out for me!"

The next moment, the flowing sword finally moved!

To be precise, it was the entire Yuanci Jinshan that moved!