Jingzhi's original shape is similar to that of a cat, but the mouth is more pointed and long, similar to a dog, the tail is fluffy, the tip of the tail is dark red, the whole body is black, more than half of the hair is burned by the thunder, there is a trace of green smoke, lying motionless in the pit, there are faint purple runes around the body flashing, so fast that Fuyao thought it was his own illusion, raised his eyebrows, it seems that this little rookie finally survived.

Just as he was about to retract his mental power, he saw the front feet of the little thing move, and then a cat meow was weak but clear into Fuyao's ears.

Obviously, Fuyao was not the only one who heard this call, and everyone present now knew that this young man whose spiritual power was so low that he had successfully survived and done something that no one could do in his lifetime, and the discussion gradually sounded.

"Tut-tut, I was able to survive~" There was a hint of curiosity in Bai Rui's voice.

Ignoring Bai Rui, Fuyao inexplicably wanted to know what Jing Zhi's biological father thought about Jing Zhi still alive at this moment, and couldn't help but look at Wan Qihong, wanting to see if he could see a similar happy expression on his face.

There is no doubt that the results were disappointing for Fuyao. I saw Wan Qianhong glance at Jing Zhi with a gloomy face, and turned around to leave. At this time, the beautiful woman beside him gently pulled his sleeve, and he didn't know what to say to him, and when Wan Qihong looked at Jing Zhi again, the trace of disgust was gone, and there was only endless killing intent in his eyes.

Sure enough, the next moment, Wan Qihong sacrificed the silver spear in his hand and strode towards the black figure.

"Evil beast! the deity shouldn't have let that slut give birth to you in the first place, or the deity should have killed you with his own hands the moment you were born! Now the face of the entire God of War Mansion has been lost by your mother and son, and the deity can't keep you anymore!!"

As if sensing that danger was approaching, the little little one, who had already fallen into a coma, opened his eyes, and in an instant, a pair of bloody pupils were exposed to the air without warning, and there was a monstrous hatred in his eyes.

I saw the cat stand up slowly, the black hair stood upside down, looking at the person who was constantly approaching him and made an attacking gesture, and let out a low roar from his mouth, like anger, and like a sad scream, although the breath was insufficient, but the feelings in it seemed to have traveled through time and space, spanning thousands of years, and only burst out at this moment.

When the people present heard the voice, they all shook their heads and sighed, feeling compassion, and some people opened their mouths to persuade something, but after seeing the silver spear in Wan Qihong's hand, they had to turn into a helpless sigh and silence.

This god of war is notoriously ruthless in the Six Realms, although he is clearly going to kill his own son at the moment, but because the difference in strength is too large, there will be no monk who offends the god of war because of the unworthy compassion in his heart. So the scene was eerily quiet again, and everyone stared intently at the two people on the field, in order to know the follow-up development.

At this time, Fuyao quietly asked Bai Rui: "Tsk, what kind of god of war is also a little angry, you make such a big fuss on your birthday, you don't plan to destroy his prestige?" ”

Fuyao disdainfully 'cut' Bai Rui, no longer paid attention to him, and turned his gaze to Jingzhi, who knew that Jingzhi also happened to turn his gaze to Fuyao, so the eyes of the two successfully met in the air. Although after a moment, Jingzhi looked away, and the meeting of the eyes of the two seemed to be just a coincidence, but the other party's eyes were frozen in Fuyao's mind, lingering, I have never seen such a look so far, it is more depressing than dead silence, like an abyss, you inadvertently pull you to the abyss, never come out......

When Fuyao came back to his senses from that look, Jing Zhi's broken original form had fallen to the ground again, motionless, and Wan Qihong had already waved his Soul Breaker Gun at him in the void.

Worst!

didn't have time to think deeply, Fuyao pinched a trick with a wave of his two fingers and attacked Wan Qianhong's killing move, but unexpectedly, the killing move was a little weak, only to see Fuyao's red light successfully disperse the light pillar of the Soul Breaker Gun and then fly to the other side. Suddenly, watching the lively crowd explode the pot, digging the magic weapon of the magic weapon, pinching the trick, in an instant, the whole sky seems to be dyed by a rainbow, very dazzling. Fortunately, the red light had already cut off most of his strength when it collided with the pillar of light, and Fuyao deliberately controlled his strength when he made a move, and most of the people who stood in front of him and watched still had some strength, so the whole scene was also thrilling except for the first few rows of monks who fell to the ground and vomited blood.

The whole scene didn't even have time to breathe from start to finish. Now Fuyao was almost killed by the angry eyes of all the monks who came back to his senses, Wan Qihong saw this, smiled contemptuously at Fuyao, and then walked towards Fuyao with a steady step.

Hooked his lips and waited in place.

Probably because he was worried about Bai Rui beside Fuyao, Wan Qihong did not immediately move his hand to Fuyao, but said to Fuyao with a righteous face: "I don't know what Immortal Friend means?" After speaking, he also looked at the barren land as if he had nothing.

In this regard, Fuyao smiled good-naturedly and said: "Since that little friend has endured the curse of heaven, it means that this is the will of heaven, and God is facing him, thinking that he has not done anything wrong to break off the father-son relationship with you, but it is the way to go, but you are now pressing step by step, to kill this little friend, I don't know what it means, is it not to go against the will of heaven and go against the sky?"

"I don't know if this Taoist friend knows that the body of the little evil beast is the ancient fierce beast Nine Spirits, thinking that the Nine Spirits clan made trouble in the Six Realms, and the people were not able to make a living, and finally ended up in the end of the total destruction of the clan, which shows that the Nine Spirits clan is not tolerated by heaven and earth, and what I am doing today is just to conform to the will of heaven and eliminate harm for the people!" After speaking, Wan Qihong's eyes looked at Fuyao's eyes and the killing intent gradually rose.

"Cut, that child can even bear the curse of heaven, if you still insist that what you are doing today is obedient to the will of heaven, then please also suffer the last wave of heaven's punishment, if you pass the deity, there is nothing to say!" At this, Fuyao deliberately paused, and then continued with a provocative face: "Besides, you are a little evil animal when you open and close your mouth, so as his father, aren't you an old evil animal, an old animal?"

As soon as these words fell, Bai Rui laughed out loud, with his lead, the other monks also laughed out loud one after another, at first it was slightly restrained, but in the end it was no longer controllable, the whole venue was full of laughter, and the more timid juniors also covered their mouths and secretly laughed.

These laughter undoubtedly angered Wan Qianhong, only to see him glaring at the crowd who were snickering the most, and after seeing that the laughter gradually subsided, Wan Qihong shouted and attacked Fuyao, who smiled indifferently and waved his hand.