With the spread of the faint sound, that mysterious power gradually melted into the heavens and the earth, quietly invading Su Heng's mind.

Unconsciously, Su Heng suddenly gave birth to a thought: fate controls everything, the power of fate is omnipresent, omnipotent, the thought of death and life, the vicissitudes of life, no matter how powerful the "Four Spirits of Heaven" are, they can't escape the established fate, only fall is their final destination......

After thinking about this for a lifetime, Su Heng knew that it was not good, and immediately guarded the Yuan God with Yuan Cifeng, protecting the true self as one and eternal and immortal.

However, fate seems to have predestined him to be unable to escape this catastrophe, although the form of the true primordial god exists, but a trace of defeat in his heart is becoming more and more vigorous, almost to the point of being irrepressible.

Before a man fights, his heart is defeated first, which is a sign of great danger.

Su Heng was awe-inspiring, even though his life was special, making the other party feel that he had no way to bite the hedgehog, but the power of fate was too strong, even so, it could break through the protection of Yuan Cifeng and shake the true self Dao heart. For this alone, the prestige of the Child of Destiny is not in vain.

However, Su Heng was not flustered, his mind moved, it was really like the Yuan Shen Illusion "The End of the Dao", and in just an instant, he wiped out the rapidly expanding devastating thoughts.

The blue-shirted young man obviously felt something, and his brows furrowed suddenly. Su Heng was even more amazed by the power of this primeval treasure, just by imitating the aura of this treasure, it seemed that he could suppress the heavens, which was beyond the reach of the artifact.

"In the future, if you can re-enter the Demon Ancestor Ruins, you must find a way to collect the 'End of the Dao'. Su Heng secretly made up his mind.

But he also understands that even if there is a day, it will be far away. At least at that time, he must have the peak of the Immortal Dao, or even the Dao of the Heavenly Venerable, before it is possible to take away that ancient treasure!

Su Heng's heart was shaken, and it was only two breaths, and after he got rid of the influence of the power of fate, the four spirits came with a monstrous momentum.

The blue-shirted young man was not afraid, with a bone mirror on his head, a picture of fate in his palm, a low sigh in his mouth, and the whole person loomed in the hazy mist, as if half of his figure was outside this world.

The four spirits rushed in, and he also faced it with the power of fate.

Rumble!

The void boiled, cracking cracks like a broken porcelain bottle, the laws of the world were chaotic, the earth, fire, water and wind were surging, with the blue-shirted youth as the center, there was chaos within a radius of thousands of feet, and the power fluctuations that were so terrifying that people trembled kept coming out, wave after wave, wave after wave, rolling endlessly, almost breaking through the entire ancient battlefield.

In the chaotic glow, sometimes a scale and a half claw are revealed, or a finch and a turtle hisses to the sky, and the voice is occasionally high-pitched and loud, and occasionally poignant and angry. Although the monks couldn't see what was happening in the mist of fate, they could also imagine how tragic the duel inside was.

"Such a powerful child of destiny, he can compete with the true body Su Heng, and he is worthy of being one of the most powerful Dao sons of the Protoss. Someone sighed.

"Wrong, it should be the real body that is more powerful. Someone else shook his head and retorted: "It can be seen that most of the children of fate have reached the peak of the Heavenly Immortals, and among the three bodies of the True Body, only one has reached the Great Perfection of the Heavenly Immortals. The son of fate can still be cut down, he is probably the only one. ”

"Heavenly Immortal Peak?" More monks didn't have that eyesight, and when they heard this, they exclaimed: "It's only been a year since the ancient battlefield opened, and there are already people who have reached this level?

"Not necessarily, it's like when he meets the real body, doesn't he touch a stone?"

"That's just as well. ”

Everyone was talking, even Mo Xuan and Iris Ling were deeply touched and exchanged glances with each other.

At this time, the woman surnamed Qiao continued to say to everyone: "The power of fate of the son of destiny does not seem to have as great an effect on Su Heng as imagined. ”

"Sister Qiao, do you think so too?" said Iris, "I thought it was my delusion." ”

The woman surnamed Qiao shook her head and said, "It's not an illusion, but that Su Heng has something weird." Otherwise, in the whole world, no one can fight against the Child of Destiny in the Heavenly Immortal Realm, even if the Heavenly Venerable is reborn. Su Heng can contend with this person, there are definitely some big secrets that no one knows. ”

Iris didn't refute, just nodded silently.

Indeed, peerless geniuses such as the Children of Destiny are almost synonymous with "invincible", and under normal circumstances, there is no possibility that they will be cut down. And Su Heng can fight back and forth with the blue-shirted youth under the disadvantage of the realm, which is an unreasonable thing in itself, since it is unreasonable, there must be another hidden reason.

"This Su Heng is really surprising me more and more...... "The woman surnamed Qiao said inexplicably.

Rumble!

At this moment, there was a loud bang in the sky, and the bone mirror suddenly became powerful, and the mirror light was blazing like the sun, like the early sun melting snow shining in all directions. Finally, the stalemate for a long time was broken, and the four spirits of magnetic derivation were disillusioned into smoke one after another, and the thick hazy mist was also exhausted, and the light of the bone mirror was even dimmer.

When the vision gradually became clear, a white shadow was shocked out of the void and flew straight upside down for hundreds of feet before it stabilized its body.

It was Su Heng!

The crowd was in an uproar, and it seemed that the real body had suffered a little loss in the previous collision, which made Qing'er and other people who cared about Su Heng unconsciously worried, and Lingphantom and the fox girl even had to come up directly to help.

Su Heng bent his knees slightly, supported one hand in the void, and slowly raised his head to look ahead.

There were blood stains on the corners of his mouth, and his expression was as cold as frost, but in the murderous aura on his face, everyone could not feel the slightest frustration and unwillingness on his face, on the contrary, his eyes were full of fiery battle intent.

Suddenly, he turned his head to look at Qing'er, first gave her a "relieved" look, and then drank softly.

"Moe Moe!"

The little beast tilted his head, and quickly understood what he meant, and immediately put Qing'er down gently, shaking all over his body, and the soft hair trembled, sweeping away the original cute and naïve state, and replacing it with the majestic style of the beast emperor who was the only one.

"Roar!"

The little beast opened its huge mouth and roared to the sky, but it was not the previous barking sound of dogs, but an earth-shattering roar, almost like a roar to shatter the sun, moon and stars. The big black eyes squinted, as if the emperor was looking down on his subjects, high up, indifferent and domineering, containing the great majesty of the superior.

Then, a black and white whirlwind blew, and the little beast stepped into the air and ran towards Su Heng. It seems that a blue sky is moving, every step falls, causing the mountains and rivers to shake, that not huge body, but at this moment it is incomparably majestic, as if it can be on par with the sky!

Su Heng slapped his hand, jumped up, and his sturdy body swept across the void and fell on the back of the little beast.

"Kill!"

The white-clothed Su Heng snorted, holding a sword in his left hand and a gun in his right hand.

"Shackles of fate!"

The blue-shirted young man also showed his figure, his expression changed slightly when he saw this, and with a big hand, the power of fate descended from the underworld, turning heaven and earth into cages, changing laws into shackles, and sealing Su Heng and the little beast inside.

Su Heng put the spear away, and the chaotic heavenly spear pierced or stabbed or pounced or taken, countless points of cold mangs pierced through the ten directions, densely packed, if the locusts rained, they would never stop, and there was an overwhelming potential. It's clearly tangible, but it can be repelled

Invisible force.

Then the magic sword was raised, leveling the eight wildernesses, and one after another the worry-free sword qi with purple and red flames swept and killed everywhere, and the treacherous power invaded the unknown place and fought against fate.

The little beast even directly opened the eyes of the killing gods, and the black light overflowed, and with the innate power of the Iron-eating Beast Clan, they helped Su Heng to defeat the enemy.

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A moment later, the surrounding forces of fate were pacified. Then, under the stunned gaze of everyone, one man, one beast, one go, took the initiative to attack, and killed the child of destiny with a fierce momentum, with an undying posture.

This made all the monks sigh secretly, and they were amazed by the strength and courage of Su Heng and the little beast.

The blue-shirted young man's face sank like water.

As a child of destiny, he is transcendent, and he can't bear the fact that a man and a beast in front of him are trying to kill him across the steps.

"You will pay for your ignorance!"?

Sen Ran's words spat out from his mouth, and the void in front of the blue-shirted young man gradually distorted, blurred, and hazy, accompanied by a mysterious and mysterious power rippling, and a little fire lit up, although it was only the size of a broad bean, it gave the monks a great sense of crisis.

Su Heng and the little beast also stopped the offensive, it was extremely stupid to rush forward rashly without knowing the details, they naturally would not make such a mistake.

Gradually, the firelight became brighter and brighter, the hazy light and shadow gradually became clear, and in front of the blue-shirted young man, a nine-colored fire candle stood impressively.

At this moment, a cluster of candles at the top of the candle was swaying gently, and the swaying fire illuminated the face of the blue-shirted young man, revealing a trace of mystery and weirdness.

At this moment, Su Heng suddenly had a feeling of palpitations, and the black and white beast even let out a low roar, looking very anxious.

This is a sign of extreme danger.

A light smile lifted on the corner of the blue-shirted youth's mouth, stared at Su Heng for a moment, and then let out a long breath at the cluster of candle flames.

Call!

The breeze suddenly rose, and a beam of fire stretched out from the candle flame, and in the silence, it shot quickly and silently towards Su Heng.

Su Heng's scalp was numb for a while, and the hair of the little beast stood on end, and at that moment, they seemed to smell the breath of death.

It is impossible for Su Heng to sit still, the three magnetic forces in his body are running, so he has to use what he has learned in his life to defuse this blow. At this moment, the void next to him rippled like water waves, and another nine-colored fire candle appeared, and a cluster of bright light swayed gently, and a beam of fire also swept out of it, intercepting the first line of fire.

Burst!

With a muffled sound, the second line of fire turned into a stream of fireflies and dispersed, and the first line of fire deviated from the direction and shot downward, piercing into the ground, leaving a bottomless hole in the ground.

Everyone was stunned at the same time, and hurriedly looked at the fire candle that appeared behind them, but when they saw the light of the fire flashing, a handsome young man holding a folding fan walked out of the fire and looked at the child of destiny with calm eyes.

At this moment, many people were dumbfounded, this handsome young man, whether it was his clothes, appearance, or temperament, was no different from the child of fate, and even ...... Even Fang Cai's magical means are the same!

What's going on?

The forty-nine Daozi of the Protoss have different talents, and only when the Daozi of the previous generation falls, the next generation of Daozi with the same talent will be born. To put it simply, in this world, there can never be two children of slaughter or two children of deep blue at the same time.

The same goes for the children of destiny!

Then, one of the two identical people in front of him must be fake. And between them, who is the real child of destiny?

The monks were messy.