A loud bang, the sky and the earth were dark, and the mountains were flattened...

Even Fang Xing and others in the small world felt a thrilling feeling, and they were just praying that this small world must be stronger, and not be destroyed by the surging demonic energy outside. Fortunately, the accident did not happen. Although they felt that heart-shaking feeling in the small world, after a while of violent shaking, the outside finally calmed down. After confirming that safety, Fang Xing and others also jumped out of the inside quickly, looked around, looking for Xiao Xue's traces.

Outside, there was a messy scene after the evil spirit was raging. Large groups of smoke spread out from the void. The cliffs and soil and rocks around a hundred miles were all flattened and turned into a huge void. In this void, only the Zhuxian Formation and the stone bridge behind it were still suspended in the air, becoming an extremely majestic place...

The son of the Nether Clan is no longer visible.

And in the middle of the large smoke of gunpowder, you can only see a quiet figure.

A white dragon with two horns and four claws on the belly hovered in the void. Above the dragon's head, a white-haired woman sat with her hands on her cheek, not knowing what she was thinking about. She was wearing a white skirt, white socks, and white boots. Even the bone sword buckled around her waist was white. But now, on her almost dazzling skirt, nine black lines were strangely dropped, which was strange. When I looked at it, I looked like a dead thing, but if I looked at it with my divine thoughts, I could feel the terrifying magical meaning contained in the black lines...

"Senior Sister Xiao Xue... is possessed?"

Fang Xing still remembered the things he heard before hiding into the small world, his mind was tense and he slowly walked forward.

He was really worried.

Being possessed by demons is not terrible, it is terrible that you are completely possessed by demons!

Just like the demon ancestor in his consciousness world, or himself, they all have the name of a demon, but that is more of a demon attached to them by others. Because their behavior is full of evil spirit, it is inconsistent with the great way, and others can't stand it, so they call him a demon!

But if Xiao Xue is completely possessed, she will become that kind of ruthless existence...

What Fang Xing is afraid of is this!

“Huhu”

Fang Xing walked over and caused the void, causing a gust of breeze, alarming Xiao Xue who was thinking.

She turned her head gently and looked at Fang Xing's eyes.

At this moment, Fang Xing mentioned his mind, his eyes were extremely strange, but he quickly felt relieved.

"Hello, Junior Brother Fang!"

When Xiao Xue saw him, she suddenly smiled slightly and spoke softly.

“…I’m scared!”

Fang Xing suddenly put his heart back on his stomach and patted his chest. It was obvious that he was really scared.

"What are you afraid of?"

Xiao Xue smiled lightly, full of softness, and asked questions.

Fang Xing looked at her again, and then said, "I thought you were really obsessed!"

Xiao Xue smiled and said, "I am indeed possessed!"

Fang Xing was slightly stunned and his eyes became suspicious again.

Xiao Xue chuckled and said, "I am one of the three successors selected by the Demon. I have the qualifications to inherit the Demon Heart. However, I finally made a choice and passed on the "Supreme Heavenly Master", but gave up inheriting the Demon Heart. In this way, although it may not be possible to reach the sky in one step and there are many more difficult and twists and turns on the road of cultivation, I finally left my spirituality and did not kill everything!"

No one knows how much abandon the "giving up the demon heart" that Xiao Xue gently pointed out in her words. She didn't point it out, and Fang Xing was too lazy to think about it, and directly smiled and echoed: "This is the right way, this is good, this is very good..."

"Only those who are truly desperate can inherit the demonic heart, I don't have it!"

Xiao Xue didn't explain, but just smiled gently, looking calm and light.

"Three successors of the Demon..."

However, when Song Guichan heard this sentence, his eyes were slightly condensed and he felt thoughtful.

If there are three successors of the Demon, then there is undoubtedly only one who can become a real Demon!

The fairy on Tianchi Lake gave up the inheritance of the demon heart, so I am afraid that Ruoyu gave up the opportunity to become a demon?

Since that's the case, wouldn't the remaining two demon descendants have a great chance?

Are those two people already destined to be in the dark or are they choosing the right candidate?

"It's time to clean up the mess..."

Without saying anything, Zhu Xiu quickly withdrew his mind and looked around, preparing to clean up the mess. However, under the sense of spiritual consciousness, Fang Xing suddenly found a person, flew up quickly, rushed in one direction, and then stopped, his eyes pierced on him. Just over ten feet away in front of him, a figure was sitting cross-legged. This person looked extremely miserable, his body was in a ragged state, and bones were exposed in many places. In the wound, there was also demonic energy, which made his body squirming and trying to recover, but under the erosion of the demonic energy, the wound became deeper and deeper and could not be aggregated.

“Huhuhuhuhuhuhuhu”

All the Fengtian League monks who flew over and held their bodies down, and their eyes fell on him.

He is not dead yet...

The descendant of the small immortal world was a fierce way. Just now, Taiyuan, the descendant of the Nether clan, exploded, triggering a huge wave of demonic energy. In addition to Xiao Xue, the descendant of the heavenly demon, others, including Buddhist disciples and Shen Xiu, all hid in the small world. However, the descendant of the small immortal world did not accept the heavens and did not accept the earth. It was equivalent to resisting the full force of the devil's raging force. They thought he would be smashed to pieces, but he was still alive!

Just looking at his appearance, he was already extremely miserable and almost had enough oil and lights to survive.

After all, when the demonic energy was raging, it was approaching the terrifying power of the Immortal Burial Demon Cloud. No real immortal could resist it!

It is already a marvelous thing that he can survive.

"The little fairy world is said to be accused of a tiger, and it deserves to be killed!"

All the cultivators looked at this person with a determined as if they were silent. Kong Konger held a big stick and was about to go up and beat him to death with one stick.

The descendant of the Little Immortal Realm, the evil Taoist, obviously noticed the danger. He quietly opened his eyes full of blood, looked at the cultivators in front of him with extremely complicated expressions, but he didn't say anything, as if he had already accepted his fate and was too lazy to say another word.

"Wait first!"

Fang Xing suddenly spoke to stop him. Kong Kong'er hesitantly put down the big stick in his hand, a little confused. Why did this demon feel merciless at this time? Fang Xing had no time to explain, so he glanced at the descendant of the little fairy world, suddenly raised his move, the skull skull started to sacrifice again, his mouth wide open, and the little princess Yaochi helped an ignorant woman walk out...

Fairy Qingling!

Fairy Qingling, who was stolen by the descendants of the little fairy world because of practicing the Forgetful Heavenly Art, has also taken away his soul!

"Heal her!"

Fang Xing pointed at Fairy Qingling and his voice was simply: "If you dare say that it cannot be cured, I will immediately chop you into meat sauce!"

"I... can return the true spirit to her!"

The descendant of the Little Immortal Realm spoke gently and made a sound with some difficulty. When he opened his mouth, blood rolled down the corners of his mouth.

Fang Xing and others immediately tense their expressions, their eyebrows tightly locked on him.

The descendants of the little fairy world clearly have something to say. Perhaps he was waiting for Fang Xing to make this request before he was willing to put forward his own conditions. All the cultivators felt a little heavy in their hearts. It was really terrifying that this boy could survive the raging demonic energy. Now he seems to be seriously injured and will not have a sudden attack. However, the conditions that such people have to put forward are probably not easy to deal with!

The descendants of the Little Immortal Realm did put forward conditions, but these conditions were unexpectedly simple.

"Can you answer a few questions?"

His eyes fell on Fang Xing's face with some difficulty and spoke gently.

Fang Xing was also obviously stunned, then waved his hand and said, "If you have a fart, please let go!"

The descendant of the little fairy world didn't care, but just smiled a little helplessly, and then sighed softly.

"Is it possible that Tianyuan has won the gods?"

The descendant of the little fairy world spoke, and the questions asked were surprisingly simple.

Fang Xing replied without thinking: "Of course I can win..."

The smile on the face of the descendant of the little fairy world was a little bitter. It sounded that Fang Xing's answer was not at all thoughtful, but he still asked seriously: "Why do you say that? The Divine Court is powerful, with ten god kings all over the world, countless tribes, all with strong bloodlines, and that god master, whose strength is unfathomable, is probably enough to compete with the Immortal King... And now Tianyuan is hard to see even a true immortal. Above the Nascent Soul realm, there are so many people who can compete with the creatures of the gods. How many are there? Why do you... think you can win?"

This question directly brought Fang Xing down. He didn't know about this problem that involves the overall situation and strength analysis. He had never even thought about it. However, he turned his mind very quickly and answered very unreasonable: "Because I'm here!"

This answer can be said to be a mess, but the descendants of the little fairy world thought something after hearing it...

“Because there is 'me'?”

"With 'I', Tianyuan will have people to resist. For every extra 'I', Tianyuan will have more resistance!"

"And our little fairy world put this 'me' on the side of the Divine Court..."

"If Tianyuan had more than our little fairy world, would we really have more chances of winning?"

“…”

A seriously injured and dying man sat there and chatted. The scene was very strange. No one spoke in the scene and his eyes were complicated.

Fang Xing, however, became a little anxious and said, "I have answered the question, save people!"

“Not yet…”

The descendant of the little fairy world actually refused and shook his head gently.

Fang Xing was immediately furious and wanted to step forward and force it, but the descendant of the little fairy world had quickly said the next sentence: "I understand your answer, but I still can't solve my doubts in my heart. Belief is one thing, but the disparity in strength is another thing. Even if Tianyuan has countless you, so what? What can't be beaten is that we can't be beaten. Why do we have to accept our fate, but you have been insisting on going against the Divine Court like a fool? Doing this is saving Tianyuan or causing a catastrophe?"

Fang Xing had no intention of discussing with him. He had a cold face and a "slap" sounded like a "slap" in his fingers, and was about to start.

The descendant of the little fairy world suddenly said, "If you want to convince me, just make a bet!"

His expression looked extremely haggard, but his eyes were extremely bright: "If you win, I will give you a great fortune!" (To be continued.)
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