Be unyielding and unbreakable!
As the human monk who had succumbed a long time ago yelled this sentence, and then rushed toward the god creature closest to him like his life, in the surrounding void, the surrendered human monk also boiled, Fang Xing, The vicious battle between Shao Situ and Lu Fengxian was like a red-hot iron burning their hearts, making their already desperate hearts arouse with fire, and then finally followed The appearance of these words completely ignited their dead hearts...
These creatures who call themselves "gods" are not that strong. Didn't a great man die just now
Cultivator Tianyuan wasn't that weak either. The three of them were besieged by the god race creatures for a long time, and they just let go and killed them without any fear!
All kinds of thoughts were intertwined, giving them a little "courage!"
There are quite a few Tianyuan monks who gathered around Kuaiji Mountain to watch the battle. There are probably tens of thousands of Taoist monks, and then they were suddenly attacked by the gods. After a thunderstorm, two-thirds of them became extinct, but there are still many left. At least, with the arrival of the gods in large numbers, countless people were massacred, but some of them survived. Most of them, facing the threat of their lives, chose to submit and willingly serve as slaves. They were not killed, but Batch by batch, they were guarded and knelt on the ground, waiting for the will of the gods to come...
There are quite a few of these people, almost in the tens of thousands!
These people all belong to the forces that have been subdued, but at this moment, they exploded again.
Regardless of life and death, they jumped up again, fought fiercely, and rushed towards the god race creatures.
And at this time, they no longer fought on their own like just now, but had a backbone, and rushed towards the direction where Fang Xing and the others were regardless of everything, which also led to the unsealable encirclement. With a hint of chaos, the battlefield that had already died down was once again full of flames of war, and the situation that was already under the control of the gods was once again in chaos.
"Today we will fight side by side and rest with the world!"
Someone yelled in a low voice, rushed out, and stood guard beside Fang Xing and the other three. It was a person who was rescued by Fang Xing not long ago, but at this time, he did not run away, but rushed over. Fang Xing rescued them , originally decided to rely on themselves to attract the attention of the gods, so that they could escape, but at this time, they gave up this choice and rushed to Fang Xing without hesitation, ready to let him go and kill , and among them, the leader in fluttering white clothes is the Princess Canglanhai...
"Bitch, what are you doing back here?"
When he saw this group of people, Fang Xing cursed angrily.
The Eldest Princess Ao Zhen just lowered her eyes and sighed: "The world situation is like this, so how can I choose? It's just a fight with you!"
"So disobedient, you wait for me, and I will divorce you immediately after this fight!"
Fang Xing was furious, but he had no choice but to curse bitterly.
"If you have a wife like this, what more can a husband ask for?"
Fuyao Gong Shao Situ sighed in a low voice, his eyes were full of appreciation.
"That's my daughter-in-law, what are you looking for?"
Fang Xing shouted loudly, and slapped him, but Shao Situ dodged lightly.
"They are looking for death, so they should all be wiped out!"
Looking at all of this below, some god race creatures roared in a low voice, ready to put down their airs and kill them by themselves.
"It can't be slaughtered, it still has great use, and the main thing is to subdue!"
Others disagreed and advocated surrender.
"After all, they are the descendants of the immortals. I still have some pride in my heart. I just cut off their backbone!"
Someone even said in a low voice, looking directly at the center of the entire battlefield.
His goal is very clear, and he has won the approval of most of the god race creatures. Those three people are the core of the chaos. Like pouring cold water, it will be extinguished...
"Although these three people have not become immortals, they are not something ordinary boys can deal with. Let's do it!"
Someone made a suggestion, and then stood up, with a vigorous body, much higher than the generation of Lightning.
"Hehe, if we make a move, it's not a good thing. The boys will be afraid of the human race if they see it!"
But another person opened his mouth lightly, and the words seemed to reach everyone's hearts, and they remained silent for a long time.
"Is it possible to look like this?"
"No, let them go!"
Someone sneered and pointed in a direction, but there was also a crowd of monks gathered there, and some of them had extraordinary auras, but in this cloud, they seemed out of place, and seemed born to be a head lower than others. He held his breath and stood solemnly, his eyes were only looking at the battlefield below, but no one looked over here, as if he didn't even dare to say what they said, for fear of causing any suspicion, these people were divided into ten Erba belonged to the cultivators from the Little Immortal Realm who had returned before.
"This group of slaves has made a lot of contributions, maybe, we have to help them too!"
The God Clan creature who made the suggestion before said: "The God King Wujian handed over his own son to them, and sneaked into the human world as an internal response. The Lightning son's wealth and life are naturally tied to them. The merits and virtues are complete, and they really protected the Lightning Son well, but who would have thought that the Lightning Son would accidentally fall in this battle? Hehe, although they have completed the task, after all, they did not personally protect the Lightning Son. Will the old god king let them go if the lightning is returned to God King Wujian? Now he is going to compete with those human saints for the treasure, and when he returns, it will be the time when these servants will die, right? "
His voice was not low, it seemed that he deliberately let the cultivators of the little fairy world hear him.
And when those people heard this, many of them were shocked, and fear appeared in their eyes.
"So, give them a way out!"
The speaking God Race creature laughed: "Let them take down those three people, anyway, it is a little confession to the Wujian God King, and they will be recorded in the merit book. No one will be left alive..."
Only then did the other god race creatures understand what he meant, and they all laughed.
"It was originally for the Nine Nether God King to fight against the rebellion in this world!"
Before they could take the initiative to issue an order, several old men had already stepped forward in the fairy room and bowed down to beg for orders.
"Go!"
The aloof God King Jiuyou nodded and waved his hand lightly.
The creatures of the gods looked at each other and laughed loudly, while the masters of the little fairy world all looked dignified, and rushed down from the nine heavens, and in the process of descending, they also released their true murderous aura. The aura soared to the sky, oscillating the void, and the invisible aura frightened the entire battlefield into silence at this moment. Whether it was a human monk or a god creature, they were all suffocated. A total of nine old cultivators descended from the sky, revealing their cultivation. They are all in the realm of transcending tribulation, not inferior to the breath of transcending catastrophe of the ancestors of ancient aristocratic families!
How terrifying is it that nine patriarchs who have transcended the aura of the catastrophe have descended
"Rescue is coming..."
"The elders of Dujie are here to save us..."
There are already human monks shouting excitedly at this time, feeling very excited.
But soon, the words from the air made them unable to speak a word, and the excited expressions on their faces froze.
"The God Lord came to the human world, and the slaves live, and the unyielding die!"
This sentence showed his attitude, which made Zhuxiu despair and recognize the reality.
These are not Tianyuan's seniors who came to save people, but the human monks from the Little Immortal Realm. They have already taken refuge in the gods, and if you think about it, you can find out that the arrival of this group of gods may be caused by them. come...
"Rebellious! Tianyuan is rebellious!"
"Introduce foreign enemies to invade Tianyuan, you are sinners of all ages..."
I don't know how many human monks who have figured this out, cursed crazily and pointed at the nine cultivators in the air.
"Whoever talks nonsense dies!"
One of the lords of the Little Immortal World was furious when he heard the words, and slapped a group of human monks who were scolding below into meat paste, while the other people also had extremely ugly faces, let alone swooped in. Next, Fang Xing, Shao Situ, and Lu Fengxian rushed towards the center of Fang Xing's battlefield. With violent violence, they rushed away countless monks around them, leaving only the three of them alone. Ling stood where she was, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered on a massacre, as if it would end up being turned into meat sauce in the next second...
"Kill these three people, this battle should be over!"
Some people had this thought in their hearts, and then closed their eyes regretfully.
Tian Yuan's last hope will be buried in his own hands!
"Tianyuan is rebellious, and the crime cannot be punished..."
Suddenly, in the void, the nine little immortal world masters made a move. When Fang Xing and the other three seemed to have no hope of escape, a loud roar suddenly sounded in the void, and there was a white-bearded man Suddenly, the old man in hexagram clothes rushed over, controlled the purple light all over the sky, turned this piece of void into an endless cage, rumbling towards the nine world masters, at the same time, he pointed like a sword, Swipe fiercely towards the void, and in an instant, one sword produces three, three swords produce nine... In the end, it turned into eighty-one sword lights!
Cross the catastrophe!
He is also a tribulation-crossing cultivator, but it seems that he is not on the same road as the Lord of the Little Immortal Realm.
His berserk attack forced the nine little fairy world lords to look sideways, all focused on defense, and did not continue to attack!
Old Immortal Yuan!
The appearance of the old man surprised all the cultivators, and then they were ecstatic.
In the end, there is still a master of Tianyuan crossing the catastrophe who came to the rescue, and it turned out to be the ancestor of the Yuan family, Yuan Sanqing, the old fairy Yuan!
Even Fang Xing, Shao Situ and others did not expect that at this juncture, it was the old god Yuan who appeared to stop the chasing enemy and saved their lives. Otherwise, facing the full attack of the nine immortal world masters, How could the three of them survive
"Yuan Sanqing, so you are still alive!"
One of the little fairy world lords roared sharply, and also used his supernatural powers to rush towards the white-bearded old man.
"The old man thought to himself that it would be difficult to survive the next thunder calamity. He wanted to retreat to death, but he didn't expect this calamity..."
Old Immortal Yuan replied in a low voice, and then drew the formula again. In the void, several terrifying divine thunders blasted down. Facing his berserk supernatural powers, the nine little fairy world masters did not dare to underestimate them, and avoided him. The divine thunder he summoned sent several people to rush to deal with him. The first few sacrificed amazing magic weapons and shouted: "Then you should hide and live for the rest of your life..."
"Hehe, what's the use of hiding with such a crippled life?"
Old Immortal Yuan kept guarding spells in his hands, but he smiled wryly: "Let's do something useful!"
As he spoke, his figure was like lightning, and he rushed straight to the sky above Fang Xing and the others, controlling the three great immortal techniques, defeating nine with one.
"Let's work together to kill him first, and then kill those three juniors!"
Among the nine little fairy world masters, someone shouted and shot wildly, and the nine masters all attacked Yuan Laoxian.
Old Immortal Yuan seemed to have risked his life, knowing that the enemy was difficult, he didn't intend to back down, instead the more he fought, the more mad he became.
It seems that he has gradually run out of money, and his death is only a matter of time.
The dignified practice of crossing the catastrophe does not seem to have any impact on the overall situation, it is really tragic and difficult to understand.
But invisibly, many things have been changed by him.
"Old stubborn..."
In the far south, there was an old Confucian scholar standing at the door of the Crossing Tribulation Immortal Association, looking over here quietly. No matter how fierce the battle was, no matter how critical Fang Xing and others were, the old Confucian scholar would not be there. Any intention to make a move, but at this moment, seeing the old god Yuan, he sighed in a low voice, stood up slowly, with his hands behind his back, and slowly stepped forward, his figure gradually vacated.
"Sure enough, I will always make the right choice, but sometimes I hate people, but some people can't make people hate that's all..."
In a void, Bai Qianzhang also appeared, sighed softly, and then slowly walked out.
"Young Situ..."
The Great Elder of Fuyao Palace and others also led a group of troops each, and rushed out of the chaotic battle situation, their faces full of urgency.
After such a war, they finally found where Fang Xing and others were.
More importantly, in the midst of the battle, a cold voice sounded: "Proud and unbreakable, Tianyuan is immortal..."
The place where the sound rang was the center of the battlefield. The place where the leader of the protoss had been pushed to the ground before. When he arrived in front of the god race creatures, he was pushed down by that powerful existence, suppressed on the ground, and his life and death were unknown, but somehow, there was a trace of spiritual consciousness turning around, but, it had changed from that kind of compassionate thoughts to A kind of terrifying magic with a sea of blood roaring fiercely, shaking the four fields...
"What about the devil?"
"What about the Buddha?"
"Compared to the birth and death of ethnic groups, what's the point of being biased?"
In this kind of thought that was not uttered aloud, but which everyone or the creatures of the gods felt clearly, a kind of magic rose from the place where the first Lingshan Temple was suppressed, and then, a kind of The powerful and boundless magic also rose up, and even affected the sky above, causing a cloud of magic to appear in the sky, each piece containing a terrifying killing intent...