Countless Tianyuan cultivators were killed by the heavenly tribulation and cried. They were torn apart among the descending god creatures and sucked blood and bones. However, Fang Xing, who was severely injured, could only turn into a ball of wildfire, healing in the fire, condensed magic power again, and colliding with Shao Situ's collision. Although he only used 70% of his power, he was too damaged. He could not return to the peak in a short time. This was because he had Samadhi True Fire as an immortal seed. If he rejected it, an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator would be scattered after being hit like this!

"Where are the evil monsters coming from? How dare I hurt my demonic land..."

He saw the old white ape that was always smiling and had no airs at all. He was like an old old man with a good temper on earth. He was furious, his white hair stood up, and rushed into the air with a stick in the sky. Several god creatures in the shape of mantis smashed three or four mantis into meat sauce. The flesh and blood flew, but was touched quietly from behind by a purple-winged mantis, piercing his chest with a knife. His eyes, which were blood-red and full of anger, gradually dimmed, and finally disappeared.

"When I go back, I will definitely..."

He also saw the head of the Meng family, and suddenly left behind a group of people, flew away like a stream of light, swearing harsh words while escaping. However, when he fled in front of him, he was surrounded by a few strange creatures that were half the size of a fist, covered with fangs, and rushed up to gnaw on his flesh and blood. At the end, he actually gnawed into a dry bone and struggled to fall down...

"I'm willing to be a slave, I'm willing to be a slave..."

He also saw a poster from Bai Yujing kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy loudly, but was slapped to death by the rising god creatures.

Some are miserable, heroic, or ridiculous, and all kinds of scenes are happening around you.

At this time, Fang Xing actually became a bystander, even though his eyes were full of blood, he was still helpless.

"Where is the old monster who has passed the tribulation?"

"Where are the saints?"

He was also extremely anxious. Why did no one appear at this time to resist the great disaster?

Such an amazing change has happened in this area, those people don’t care and don’t know...

Or...

When I thought about this, Fang Xing's heart had already sunk...

...Did it be that those people did not come because they also suffered the same disaster?

The enemy is too strong. Even a strong man like the head of Lingshan Temple was photographed on the ground and suppressed him tightly!

"Fang Xing, damn bastard, where are you?"

"Stir, come out quickly..."

In despair and powerlessness, he heard an anxious voice shouting. The spiritual thoughts swept over in love, and then saw the anxious dragon girl rushing over. They had not come to watch the battle in person because of their worries. They were waiting for news less than a thousand miles in this battlefield, and they just escaped the most dense area of ​​heavenly tribulation and survived. But at this time, she, Chu Ci, Ying Qiaoqiao and others rushed over in panic, coming to this most dangerous place, wanting to find herself...

"Can't get over!"

The wine and meat monk from Lingshan Temple transformed into a ten-foot-foot golden giant, resisting the ivory tower, supporting himself on his head, blocking the light of the heavenly tribulation that descended from time to time, rushed out of the heavenly tribulation area. He was facing three women. He knew the slightness and roaring, stretched out his big palm to grab these three people to stop them from dying. However, Chu Ci and Ying Qiaoqiao, who had a weaker cultivation, were grabbed by him and threw them into the ivory tower. However, the dragon girl avoided his grab without hesitation, and continued to rush towards the battlefield without hesitation, calling loudly.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The four huge rock giants noticed her and seemed to think that the woman who took the initiative to die was a little funny. She surrounded her in the middle and thrived her with great force. The dragon girl obviously had no strength and took control of the dragon clan's great technique to deal with it. Their battle circle was immediately beside Fang Xing, but at this time, he could only watch the dragon girl support her hard and repeatedly in danger, but he did not have the ability to help her resolve it. The hatred in his heart grew wildly, and he roared silently, and the flames began to surge...

"puff……"

The dragon girl avoided four or five moves and was finally hit by a stone arm in the back. Blood gushed, and Fang Xing was also frightened and angry in an instant. The Samadhi True Fire was getting stronger and stronger under his anger, and the speed of repairing the injury was many times faster. It seemed that he had broken free from some invisible bondage in an instant. He suddenly gained freedom. His true body jumped up from the flames, and with endless anger, he punched the stone monster that injured the dragon girl. With just this punch, he pierced through its stone head...

And this scene was exactly what the little god of the golden eyes saw!

"Dare to hit my wife, I'll kill you..."

At this time, Fang Xing had already felt so angry that he had been holding back countless times. His eyes were red like fire. He roared directly and rushed towards the gods. The Breaking Formation Sutra also reached the strongest at this time. With every move, it was like a god general rushing to the formation. He was urging him to the point of fighting with these rock giants. His magic power seemed endless, and the surging anger was flowing around him, like a god of war!

He was unable to move just now, but he also discovered some phenomena. These creatures who claim to be gods have different strengths and weaknesses. The strong ones, like the master of the golden giant claws descending from the nine heavens, suppressed the first part of Lingshan Temple Town to the ground with just one blow, or like the young man with golden eyes, killing the island owner of Penglai Island with one move is as simple as cutting melons and vegetables. However, most of them are only at the level of the Nascent Soul, which is naturally terrifying compared to ordinary monks, but it is still far from him!

These stone monsters are ordinary, and they are not as terrible as the golden-eyed youth. They are only equivalent to the middle level of the Nascent Soul. Moreover, in battle, they do not seem to know magic or martial arts. They only have terrifying strange powers, and can smash the mountains with one punch, or draw strength from the earth to repair themselves. However, in front of Fang Xing, this power seems weak...

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

His every move was as powerful as a mountain, and he smashed these stone monsters, which was fierce and shocked the fields.

Around him, many creatures of all kinds of gods have paid attention to him.

"Stir, you...you are still alive..."

The dragon girl who was surviving in a desperate situation was completely stunned at this time, and tears rolled down.

"Men go to the battlefield, women don't cry, it's unlucky!"

Fang Xing wrapped his arms around him, smashed the head of the last stone monster, and said without looking back.

The dragon girl was already stunned at this time, raised her head and looked at Fang Xing's back.

"You go to a safe place to wait for me first, and I will call Uncle Eleven and the others back..."

Fang Xing had no time to say much, and his deep voice reminded him, as if he had made a promise: "I will definitely come back!"

After saying that, he had already taken a big step forward, rushed forward, leaving the Dragon Girl in place. He had just seen that Uncle Eleven, Old Man Huqin, and the Evil King of Dapeng rushed forward, trying to save him, but they were trapped in it and disappeared. He could not leave and wanted to bring the three of them back. Moreover, he had already paid attention to shattering himself of the four stone monsters, and he had been targeted by many strange creatures. It would be too unsafe for the Dragon Girl to follow him.

"Swoosh!"

He launched his Xiaoyao body technique and rushed between the battlefield. At this time, there was no thunder of thunder, but in the void, there were all god creatures chasing the human cultivators who were slaughtering wildly, which was also extremely dangerous. However, at this time, Fang Xing, Xiaoyao's body technique was extremely mysterious, and passed through the air. His immortal posture was ethereal and unpredictable. I don't know how many god creatures he wanted to rush over and pounced on him in the air. Instead, he tore apart, sprinkled a little divine blood, and then threw their flesh and blood, and continued to rush to another place.

"All life techniques are dead, so I will fight for a way out..."

Not far away, there was a beautiful woman holding a translucent Xuan Crystal Sword in her hand, fighting with the creatures of the gods. Half of her body was covered in blood, looking crazy and a little hysterical. She was the fairy of the Yinling Taoist goddess of the Northern Region of China, who seemed to be in control of everything. She was like a person who could not do anything, but was actually following her life at this time.

"Follow me!"

Fang Xing turned around and passed by her side. His magic figure surged. The magic sword was inspiration. He shattered the heads of the gods who fought with her. Then he shouted at her. Fairy Cha Cha escaped from death. He looked up and saw him without saying any polite words. He smiled faintly and followed him and continued to rush with him. Fang Xing's goal was to find Bai Qianzhang and others, but the battlefield was too chaotic at this time. He could not find any trace of Uncle Eleven and others. He could only see scenes of Tianyuan cultivators fighting and being slaughtered.

I had no time to think about it. Whenever he saw someone trapped, he could save all the people he could save. Soon, a team of more than a dozen people gathered behind him. They all said nothing and did not want to escape. They all followed Fang Xing and killed them all the way.

"If you are evil spirits, I will kill evil spirits. If you are gods, I will kill the gods!"

While fighting all the way, a battle group suddenly appeared in front of him, and a familiar voice came from inside. Fang Xing looked closely and it was Lu Fengxian. At this time, he was surrounded by three god creatures with oracle bones. Although these god creatures had different shapes and high and low strength, they could clearly distinguish a little of the difference. Anyone wearing simple armor was often much stronger than ordinary creatures. At this time, they had no time to use the Yin-Yang God and Demon Mirror, but I think they should be the type of war general!

Three gods were fighting fiercely around Lu Fengxian, but he held the Fang Tian Painted Ridge in his hand. His momentum became more and more fierce and he did not fall into the wind. He actually fought the equally divided formation. It was really shocking, but the three gods were also powerful and could not decide the outcome for a while. Fang Xing, who saw this scene, rushed over without thinking. He fell from the nine heavens like a big roc, stepped on the back of a god general, and spitted gold blood on the mouth of the god general. He rushed forward. Lu Fengxian's halberd shattered his head and blood splattered all over the world...

"kill……"

The cultivators who followed Fang Xing had already rushed up and fought around the other two god generals. No matter how strong the god general was, he was beaten by four or five of these people. With strong men like Fang Xing and Lu Fengxian, they were quickly killed on the spot.

"I don't need you to help!"

Lu Fengxian took back the ellipse. When he saw that it was Fang Xing, his eyebrows were filled with bumps and shouted angrily.

"Stop talking nonsense, I need your help!"

Fang Xing was too lazy to talk to him more, and with a cold shout, he turned around and rushed in the other direction: "Follow me!"
Chapter completed!