For a while, Fang Xing really didn't know whether to cry or laugh.
The good fortune of the world is really mysterious and unpredictable, and there are many unexpected ones.
At that time, he had seen this iron rod in Beihai Prisoner's Heart Cliff. It locked the Mongolian people for countless years, and it was difficult to get rid of it. The cliff has been broken, the Mongolian not only lost their own small world, even the iron pillar was snatched by Kong Konger and used as a weapon, but let alone, Kong Konger has infinite strength and brutal tactics , coupled with this iron rod that can change freely and has a fierce aura, it really complements each other. Kong Konger was able to fight to the bottom of the mountain and roar, but he was helpless. This iron rod inherited from ancient times contributed a lot.
In Kong Kong'er's hands, the power of this iron rod is not much worse than the ancient chaos mace in Gu He's hands.
"Shhhhhh..."
Hua Mi'er turned into countless bees, stabbing towards Fang, and someone stared at her from the other side. In Nan Zhan's lineage, Li Hongyi and Wang Qiong took a step almost at the same time, but Li Hongyi saw She glanced at Wang Qiong, smiled slightly, and backed away, while Wang Qiong nodded slightly to her to express her gratitude, and then stepped out with a bang, with both left and right hands stretched out at the same time, and a faint evil spirit appeared on one side , A bright and dazzling flame appeared on one side, turned into two giant wheels, and crushed forward!
"Puff puff… "
Countless ferocious bees were crushed in these two rounds, and none of them could reach Fang.
And Wang Qiong also gradually became wary, and said in a low voice: "If you want to hurt Junior Brother Fang Xing, you might as well pass me first!"
While speaking, he brandished two strange wheels and rushed forward rumblingly.
"This is even more manly than a man..."
Fang Xing scratched his ears, feeling a little emotional. He wasn't worried about whether Wang Qiong could beat Hua Mier. After all, Li Hongyi and his two brothers were still staring at him, ready to fight anytime. Hua Mier should be worried right…
At that moment, two of the three masters who rushed over from Shenting were stopped, and only one Frost-earth patriarch remained. A team rushed towards Fang Xing, and Fang Xing looked around at this time, but he also planned to make a move by himself. Today's Fengtian League's various veins need to operate a closed-door formation, and each vein can help him There are not many, and they obviously have a division of the public, the opponents share it equally, and they will not give in or grab it.
Junior brother Shenxiu needed to help him keep an eye on others, and it was inconvenient to make a move at this time, so the one who should make a move was the monk from Shenzhou.
But looking over there, he felt that it was impossible. Dao Wufang, the big fat man, might not have the ability to stop the Frost-Tu patriarch. If he tried to stop him forcibly, he would probably die. Besides, he was here to help, so he couldn't. To make him ugly, it is better to do it yourself!
It's just that Fang Xing didn't expect that before he stepped out, someone from the Shenzhou side rushed over.
"Eight thousand magical powers enter one lake, but Buddhas and demons go the same way..."
With a deep moan, a black shadow appeared in front of Fang Xing with fluttering sleeves. It was a figure in a black robe that covered even half of his face. Compared with his supernatural powers, his figure looked extremely thin, but he stopped in front of the Frost-Tu patriarch without fear. With a wave of his arms, the ghostly aura in his body suddenly exploded, turning into a big black lake, bulging Dangdang, the lake is quiet, covering the sky and the sun. To some extent, it is like a huge black hole emerging.
The ferocious beasts of the Frost Earth clan leader who manifested with frost energy, when they rushed to the big black lake, they were all beaten by the fierce waves in the lake, and they all sank into the lake without even a little room to struggle. In the midst of struggling and roaring, the man in the black robe flapped his sleeves and made a sound of hunting. His figure was lonely, like a ghost, floating on the big lake.
"Who is that person?"
Fang Xing was taken aback, he didn't expect such masters to exist in Shenzhou.
He looked carefully, and the person who made the shot was the black-robed man next to Dao Wufang, who presumably belonged to the Shenzhou lineage, but that person had been standing quietly beside Dao Wufang, never said a word, and did not reveal anything. He turned his face, was extremely silent, like a ghost, if he hadn't shot at this time, the power would be terrifying, and no one would have noticed him, but at their level, when people who are waiting for a shot, they will naturally see his ability , the strength of this black-robed man is extremely terrifying, and he is not inferior to the fierce ape Kongkong'er...
Even Fang Xing couldn't help but be surprised that there are such masters in the Shenzhou lineage, is it really invincible
"That man is a mysterious expert from the Shenzhou lineage. It's just weird. I don't know his identity..."
Seeing Fang Xing's question, Hu Xianji replied casually with a complicated expression.
She obviously didn't expect the black robe man to be so terrifying...
"The air machine is somewhat familiar..."
Fang Xing's expression was slightly concentrated, and he looked at the man, frowning tightly, but at this moment, the man in black robe floating above the black lake suddenly turned his head to look at him, fighting Facing the bottom, came two cold eyes.
At this moment, Fang Xing was slightly startled, and instantly thought of who this person was...
The face under the cloak of the man in black was very handsome, but his face was full of emaciation, his beard was shaggy, and his eyes carried an unimaginable dead silence. Compared with the him in Fang Xing's memory, It's so far apart...
... In the northern region of China, the unworldly genius Song Guichan!
During the First Battle of Fengchan Mountain, Fang Xing's biggest opponent, it can even be said that he was a terrifying opponent who could be ranked in the forefront on his path of cultivation. Dao was imprisoned, and since then he disappeared and never appeared again. Fang Xing never thought that they would really meet again, and when they met, they would be like this!
"Uncle Eleven and the others have really found out all the talents in order to resist the Protoss..."
Fang Xing shook his head and couldn't help sighing.
But after thinking about it, it is understandable for people like Song Guichan to come out of the mountain at this time. His biggest problem lies in the maintenance of orthodoxy. When the Nanzhan monks entered Shenzhou, they just robbed them of the Northern Territory monks. Since the resources were good, he persisted and created the Daoist Alliance to drive out these people. Now, the creatures of the gods came to Tianyuan, and they wanted to snatch everything away. It's no wonder that Song Guichan's temperament can bear it He is destined to come out of the mountain again at this time...
The three protoss masters were all stopped at this moment, and they had no chance to rush to Fang Xing.
"Tianyuan Continent, the land where Taoism arises, the hometown of immortals..."
Even the Son of the Ye Clan couldn't help sighing softly: "It's really extraordinary..."
Now that the four factions of the Fengtian League have set up a large formation to close their doors, they can still free up many masters to fight against the three little sages of Shenting, which has already proved their strength. It's hard to tell the outcome, but since they were able to make a move and have the ability to temporarily stop the three little sages, it has already proved their terrifying potential and arrogance in their hearts.
"However, you are still too weak. Do you really think that with just a few of you, you can stop me from waiting for the saints in the court?"
After the Ye Clan Shenzi lamented, his expression became extremely cold in an instant, and then his voice was muffled like thunder.
"Mr. Gu He, you have been silent for a long time, you are the future Divine King of Tianyuan, don't let me underestimate you!"
His voice sank into the Nine Netherness, without any breath for a long time...
"Roar… "
After a long time, a dull roar suddenly came from below, like a wounded beast.
"That's right, I am the Divine King of Tianyuan, the master of all cultivators, how can I... be intimidated by you mere ants..."
The voice was extremely low, mixed with an unknown amount of annoyance and shame. Following this sentence, a billowing chaos began to surge out from under the Netherworld, like a volcano erupting. After a while, under the abyss, Suddenly there was a clear and crisp crane cry, and then a figure rose up from below. It was an ancient crane that was knocked out by Shenxiu Yimuyu not long ago and fell into the Nine Nethernesses, standing on a chaotic ancient crane. On top of the illusory white crane, it rushed straight into the midair, with cold eyes like lightning.
"The dignified Buddha Lord, actually used such despicable means..."
Gu He stared intently at Shenxiu, his voice seemed to come out from between his teeth.
"There's a bag on the back of my head..."
At this time, Fang Xing suddenly muttered in a low voice, and said to Fox Immortal Fairy beside him as if he had discovered some new continent.
However, the sound was not loud, but it happened that the surroundings were being intimidated by Gu He, and no one spoke.
As a result, this low sentence was immediately heard by all the cultivators...
"Whoosh whoosh!"
For a moment, I didn't know how many eyes there were, all of them looked at the back of Gu He's head at the same time.
"I want your life!"
Gu He, who had vented all his anger towards Shenxiu, suddenly looked resentful, and concentrated his murderous aura unreservedly on Fang Xing. With a thought, the white crane under his feet, which had been transformed from chaotic ancient energy, spread its wings and flew away. He came over, flew like lightning, raised an ancient magic mace in his palm, raised it high, condensed an endless chaotic atmosphere, and struck from a distance, even the void was torn into a huge hole by his mace, like It was a black lightning bolt attached to the magic mace, striking across the void.
"This is too hateful..."
Hu Immortal Fairy was so frightened that her hairs stood on end, she cursed secretly while running away.
I thought to myself that other people came here for you, so that's all right, why did you drag me here even when you clearly hated others
And there are other little sages who can stop you for you, who can you count on this one in front of you
Gu He, the number one master of the ancient clan, the one chosen by the ancient gods, do you really think he is easy to deal with
"Well, it looks like I can only do it myself this time..."
Even Fang Xing secretly regretted it, but he was very helpless, thinking that he could only do it himself...