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

Fang Xing did not take the words of the descendants of the little fairy world seriously at all. He would go up and search for the so-called great opportunity when he took a sneaker. However, as soon as he took this step, he heard a palpitations coming from below...

Huh... Huh...

The sound was long and heavy, as if it was coming from Jiuyou, very terrifying. Even as the sound of the breath became more and more, they all felt a special feeling. Even the virtual air around them was trembling gently, and it sometimes converged and sometimes scattered with the breath below. It was also like an invisible big hand, which scared the endless void, sometimes clasped and sometimes spread out. After hearing these two moves, all the cultivators in the field were already frightened, as if even their heartbeat was beginning to be controlled by this breath.

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

When all the cultivators of Fengtian Alliance were silent, the descendants of the little fairy world smiled, their eyes were slightly deeper, and they looked at the bottomless Jiuyou below. The flesh on their faces moved slightly, and they showed an ugly and painful smile with difficulty, and said: "I don't know why you... are so focused on maintaining that ridiculous pride in such a huge gap in strength between the two sides... and there is no time to think about it now... I just want to know that when the strength is not as good as you... can you... really have a chance of winning?"

As he said that, he slowly raised his head, his eyes fixed, and looked at Fang Xing: "Son of the Night Clan... The genius of the God Clan, if anyone among this generation of gods can represent the strength of the Divine Court... he is the only one... Do you really think that the collapsed backlash of the small world can severely damage him?... It's too simple... His strength is beyond your imagination... Tongtian Little Saint Lord... No, it's Fang Xing Fang, I'll bet with you, bet on you... can you beat him now?"

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The son of the Night Clan was not dead and had been hiding under the Nine Netherworlds?

At this time, no one could care about the transmission of the little fairy world, and everyone's eyes looked in shock.

The first person in the little saint in the Divine Court, the son of the Night Clan!

This man made all kinds of plans and thoughts, and arranged a plan to lure all the cultivators into the trap one after another, and almost swallowed the small world in one bite. It almost made everyone despair. It can be said that it really happened. In the confrontation with this man, Fang Xing had already been close to failure twice. The first time he first arrived at the abyss, he realized that he had secretly colluded with Guhe and regarded himself as a scapegoat, but he planned to let Guhe take the magical object of creation first. It can be seen that his mind was as deep as water, and it was indescribable...

At that time, Fang Xing alone blocked the saints. If it weren't for the Fengtian Alliance, he would have been defeated now.

The second time, after the Fengtian Alliance masters appeared, they almost fell into his circle. In that situation, this person could actually hold back and take advantage of the situation and reverse the situation of Fengtian Alliance cultivators entangling the small saints of the Divine Court. Instead, he used these little saints to entangle the cultivators of Fengtian Alliance, and then used the secret treasures of the North Sea Prison Cliff to suppress the spirituality of the divine objects. He quietly scattered his divine thoughts to find the core formation of this small world. Even the ubiquitous demonic energy and Buddhist magical powers that are ubiquitous in this world, and they can almost be called a complete plan. In that mouthful, Fang Xing and others were almost desperate.

But this strategy was accidentally destroyed by the big golden crow that emerged from nowhere...

Everyone admitted that it was really just that he was not very lucky, not that he had poor planning skills!

It is already quite terrifying that a creature from a god clan has such meticulous thoughts.

But this person is not famous for his planning skills...

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

The son of the Night Clan, the first person of the little saint of the Divine Court, the leader of the three thousand juniors of the Divine Clan, and the strongest person under the Divine King...

According to legend, the creatures of the gods who have the ability to kill the true immortals!

Among these countless descriptions, each of them made the creatures of Tianyuan tremble...

Originally, he found that after the small world collapsed, he quietly did not even feel the breath. The cultivators of Fengtian League thought that he had been backfired by the small world and disappeared. Inappropriately, he might have escaped directly after being seriously injured. No matter what the result is, as long as he doesn't fight him head-on. To put it bluntly, if the son of the Night Clan really escaped, even if Fang Xing and the others saw it, they would not chase him. After all, that guy is too strong and it is too dangerous to chase him!

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

I have been in the Nine Netherworlds and have hidden my voice. It was not until this time that a heavy breath sounded...

Like a wounded beast, it gives people a sense of danger but it is even more terrifying!

"He must be injured, why didn't he take the opportunity to slip away?"

Fang Xing also looked at the abyss below, and said with a strange expression.

The Big Golden Crow also stretched her head and looked down: "What's that? Master Da Jin, I'll tear it up!"

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

The big golden wu was stunned for a moment and immediately said passionately: "... Then let's tear him together..."

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"Let's set up the formation!"

The others were not interested in making jokes like these two, and they had already looked serious. Fox Fairy Ji, Dao Wufang, Foyin, Li Hongyi and others glanced at them, and waved the order flag at the same time. Then they saw the formation flag in the air swirling. The cultivators rushed to various positions at the same time and occupied the void. The closed-door formation that had just been put down was set up again at this time. However, in the formation, several people did not follow the formation, namely Fang Xing, Xiao Xue, Lu Fengxian, Da Jinwu, Song Guichan, Li Hongyi's siblings, Wang Qiong and Han Ying.

Theirs had already felt aroused in their hearts, looked at each other in the void, and then nodded secretly.

"No matter who this person is, he cannot be taught to leave alive today!"

"The creatures of the gods descend to the earth, and all the creatures of the heavenly nature are slaves..."

"Then, let us start the counterattack against the Divine Court in this battle..."

The whispers contain the great ambition, ambition, and even the slightest ambition of death in each of them.

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

"In this case, should we fight alone to prove my Tianyuan Proud Gu?"

At this moment, Lu Fengxian suddenly hesitated and whispered.

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

Lu Fengxian choked for a moment, looked down as if nothing had happened, and said lightly: "Slay demons and eliminate demons, do not care about the details!"

The Big Golden Crow, Xiao Xue and others looked at him with some dissatisfaction.

Lu Fengxian looked a little awkward, paused for a moment, and said, "War between man and god, no matter how small..."

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

"How could it be...how could it be?"

"I clearly have no choice but to do so, how could such a situation happen?"

"Is Tianyuan Continent, the hometown of all immortals, really the center of the universe and protected by luck?"

In the Jiuyou below, the sound of breathing became stronger and stronger. I don’t know how much it passed, and finally a heavy voice sounded. There was no doubt that there was a lot of regret and anger in the voice, and there was no doubt that there was so much injustice. It sounded like a child who was suffering from injustice was roaring at the adults. To a certain extent, the son of the Night Clan at this time was indeed a great loss in terms of luck. The sudden appearance of the Big Golden Crow was really confusing...

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

Boom...

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

And above the heavy night, there was even a sun and moon spinning, emitting the power of the faint years...

Sun and Moon Pill!

At this time, the son of the Night Clan had already surrendered the Sun and Moon Pill!

I guess he was indeed backfired by the collapse of the small world and was greatly damaged, so he swallowed the Sun and Moon Pill directly, like Taiyuan, using the power of time to stimulate his blood potential, so as to gain a stronger power than his heyday...

Everyone's body was subconsciously tense at this time!

That power also seems too violent!

Perhaps, if there are immortals in the world, that's the case?

This Night Clan God Son claims to have the power to kill immortals, which is really not an exaggeration...

"Ha ha ha ha……"

But at this moment, the unwatched descendants of the little fairy world laughed wildly again, as if they were looking back, and they had a little more strength and roared: "Did you see it? Have you felt it? This is the gap, this is the power represented by the Divine Court. So what if you have courage? So what if you have ambition? If you don't fight, you can't beat it. If you don't have enough strength, you don't have enough strength. Did we voluntarily bow our heads to the point of being abandoned by Tianyuan? We had to make a choice when we encountered such a powerful opponent... Even if you are afraid, how can we blame our original choice?"

He suddenly roared in his voice: "Fang Xing, they all believe in you, then I will bet on you once, dare you bet with me? Can you prove in front of me that Tianyuan can beat the Heavenly Court? Do you dare to fight with this Night Clan God?"

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

"If you lose, it means that the gap is the gap. The little fairy world chose it right..."

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The provocations and roars suddenly made all the cultivators in the field feel uneasy. When the big golden crow turned his head, he had to slap his wings first and make him shut up. After all, what he said was simply a crazy word. Isn't it really stupid to think Fang Xing?

Even the nine of them were not sure if they wanted to join forces to fight the son of the Night Clan, but he wanted to incite Fang Xing to fight this person alone?

But just as its wings slapped out, Fang Xing reached out and pressed it.

The Big Golden Crow looked at Fang Xing with a look of surprise, but saw that he was looking deep below.

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

Fang Xing took a deep breath, smiled forcibly and said, "... Actually, I think I am quite powerful too!" (To be continued.)
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