The Chosen Son of the Ancient Stone Tablet Prophecy, although Fang Yun didn't care much about this identity, he was too sensitive after all. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The premise of sealing the gods is to destroy the gods, and the chosen son will not be tolerated by the gods.

"If you are not the son of Tianxuan predicted by the ancient stone tablet, you are the descendant of the old woman of the Ji God Clan and the other son born to Tianlu. ”

Xing Wuxian said, smiling rather than smiling, looking at Fang Yun.

"So what?"

Fang Yun said calmly, not denying that he would make Xing Wuxian think that he was the descendant of another son born to a woman of the Ji God Clan and Tianlu.

The identity of the Chosen One is too sensitive, once it spreads all over the world, the consequences are unimaginable, if there is another identity as a cover, of course Fang Yun will not refuse.

"If you want to be a hero and save the beauty, if there are other strong people of the Ji God Clan to follow, there is still a slight possibility, just rely on yourself, it's too whimsical. She Hao snorted coldly.

"One person is enough!"

Fang Yun said indifferently, the ten-zhang tall demon body spread with black dao patterns, white hair danced wildly, and the fierce aura was shocking.

Raising his hand, the thunderclouds overturned, the black thunder struck the sky, and a world-destroying thunderbolt rushed up, huge and incomparable, and bombarded She Hao in front.

She Hao glowed with silver light all over his body, converging into a hanging river, which was extremely powerful.

The black world-destroying thunder rushed and collided with the silver light hanging river, and a terrifying energy storm suddenly formed between the two, and the powerhouses of the Dao Pattern Realm did not dare to approach, otherwise they would be severely injured, or even directly strangled.

With a bang, the thunder exploded, the silver light collapsed, the scene was gorgeous, and the space on the god platform was torn apart.

This altar was established by the gods, even if the gods came, it would be difficult to destroy the altar, Fang Yun and She Hao's first battle did not leave any traces on the altar, if it was replaced elsewhere, it would have already been shattered and devastated.

"It's so strong. The Son of the Silver-Haired God was shocked in his heart, according to his prediction of Fang Yun's strength, the Hanging River that he condensed in himself could not only destroy that thundercloud, but also severely damage Fang Yun.

However, it turned out that only a thunderbolt was destroyed, and the hanging river collapsed, and the thundercloud was undamaged.

The Son of the Silver-Haired God realized that in the short time that he had ascended the Divine Stage, the other party's body did not know what was going on, and his strength had been greatly improved.

In the thunderclouds covering the sky, there was a rolling thunder, and thousands of thunderbolts fell from the sky, turning this place into a thunder prison, and the power of each thunderbolt was enough to kill a powerhouse of the Dao Pattern Realm.

The face of the silver-haired son of the god changed, and he felt a strong oppression, and the silver light was like water, like an ocean, and the waves hit the sky, which could withstand the attack of thousands of thunders.

Fang Yun jumped forward, there was an invincible aura on his body, he volleyed into the air, pressed it with one palm, and burst out with a dazzling light, driving a violent wind, impacting on the divine platform, emitting a roar.

She Hao raised his head, his eyes showed a different color, he was very calm, he was not flustered, the silver god was blazing, one hand brushed the void, slapped towards the high sky, carrying endless dao patterns, facing Fang Yun.

He is the leader of the younger generation of the She God Clan, the blood of the God Clan is very pure, and he is amazingly talented, even if the other party is a descendant of the Ji God Clan, he is not afraid.

Rumble!

The Dao Patterns collided, and the light between the two was even stronger, Fang Yun destroyed the withering and decaying, crushing one Dao Pattern after another, and flew downward, like a goshawk diving, and the silver light in the sky could not be stopped.

The two powerhouses of the She God Clan were a little shocked, they knew how powerful She Hao was, known as the Ninth Age, and the most promising of the She God Clan was to become one of the descendants of the gods.

"This kid is even stronger!"

The Five-Clawed Golden Dragon Dao, its pair of dragon eyes stared at Fang Yun, shocked by his revealed qualifications, facing the genius of the She God Clan, even if it was it, it couldn't do better than Fang Yun.

This battle was extremely fierce, and the other creatures were dazzled, and the silver divine light emanating from She Hao's body was brilliant to the extreme, swaying silver light and rain, but this was still not enough.

His opponent was too strong, and his divine power was endless, and the palms of the two of them were shining, and they defended hard several times in the air, and the divine light was vigorous, and they continued to burst out with amazing power.

Fang Yun suddenly shouted, and among the eight great seals that turned into the cave sky, there were powerful forces that vented out, pouring into Fang Yun's limbs and hundreds of remains, a palm slapped out, the void trembled, the ocean-like silver light was suddenly torn apart, and the endless Dao pattern was also destroyed, Fang Yun was like a peerless fierce bird that swooped down, carrying terrifying divine power in his palm, slapping at the son of the silver-haired god.

There was no fancy blow, but it made She Hao's face change slightly, and he waved the silver mace, which was an extremely powerful ancient artifact, shaking the space and making a whistling sound.

Fang Yun was fearless, and the light emitted by his finger palm was even stronger, which was the embodiment of the sanctification of the flesh, and the flesh palm and the silver mace collided together.

At the moment of the collision, there was a loud sound of metal clashing, piercing through the gold cracked stones, and the two figures shook back, and the corners of their mouths overflowed with blood, and they were not lightly wounded.

She Hao stabilized his figure, his eyes were stunned, he used the ancient artifact, and the other party actually resisted it with his flesh palm, losing both, such a result made him a little unacceptable.

Fang Yun shouted, regardless of the injuries he received, the Eight Great Cave Heavens opened, emitting a glittering glow, Fang Yun was like a god, rushing over and killing She Hao.

His five fingers skyrocketed, and the black Thunder Dao pattern and the Chaos Dao pattern were intertwined, extremely profound, and with a wave of his big hand, he cast a large shadow, like a heavy mountain, colliding with the silver mace again.

Rumble!

A violent ripple of power spread out, the brilliance splashed, the void boiled, the silver mace flew out of his hand, She Hao's body trembled suddenly, retreated wildly, and spit out a mouthful of blood, as if he had been hit hard.

The power of this palm is too powerful, beyond She Hao's cognition, it is simply not a powerhouse in the Dao Pattern Realm, or a powerful demon king can have.

Fang Yun's other hand reached out and snatched the silver mace, this ancient artifact struggled violently in Fang Yun's palm.

Ancient artifacts all have instrument spirits, and it has already recognized She Hao as the master, how could it be willingly subdued by Fang Yun.

The spirit of the silver mace appeared, a sacred unicorn, shaped like a horse, with a pair of wings, a pure-blooded ancient xenomorph, and it was famous on the list of the Thirty-six Heavenly Gang.

Fang Yun took out the halberd, it was deep and simple, but the invisible coercion it exuded made the silver mace tremble, it sensed the extraordinaryness of the halberd, and did not dare to make a mistake.

Sonor!

The halberd swung and defeated the machine spirit, and then slammed into the silver mace, the terrifying force that even Fang Yun's arm was numb for a while.

The silver mace was in Fang Yun's palm, and he finally stopped struggling, this rare ancient artifact, afraid of the power of the halberd, was subdued by Fang Yun.

"This silver mace is not bad, I gave it to you. ”

Fang Yundao threw the silver mace to the tanuki demon behind him, he had a halberd in his hand, and having a silver mace was just the icing on the cake.

She Hao's face was ugly, he was angry, he was injured, and coughed up a mouthful of blood, he not only failed miserably in this battle, but also lost the ancient artifact, which simply lost the face of the gods.

(To be continued.) )