Fang Shaoyuan looked at the sentence in front of him with a look of surprise, and said in his heart that this guy's temper is really hard enough, obviously his life is not guaranteed, and he is so afraid that he will die, and he can still die so much to save face.

Si Ming Xingjun said hello, and when he had a chance to live, he didn't hurry away, he even dared not to move, put on a fight, and seemed to want Si Ming Xingjun to come down and pick him up in person, could it be that this sentence was stupid by himself, or did the great powers in ancient times be so for the sake of face, they could not even live their lives.

However, then Fang Shaoyuan noticed that something was wrong, his eyes kept looking towards the sky, his face was full of hope and longing, that yearning for life was definitely not pretending, so what's wrong with him, don't fly up quickly.

Suddenly, Fang Shaoyuan realized something, he suddenly showed a smile on his face, looked at Ju Mang who was curled up on the ground, looked up at the sky again, and arched his hand into the air and said: "Lord Xingjun, it seems that this guy doesn't take Lord Xingjun in his eyes at all, or just let the little god end up with this guy!"

As soon as Fang Shaoyuan's words came out, Jumang's body suddenly shook, and he suddenly looked up at the sky, but it was a pity that Si Ming Xingjun didn't seem to hear it, so he didn't say a word.

With a joy in his heart, Fang Shaoyuan suddenly raised the sword in his hand, and between the sword light flashing, under the activation of Fang Shaoyuan's mana, a cold light suddenly reflected in Jumang's eyes, full of sword intent, forcing him to close his eyes.

Feeling the piercing bones of the sword, just as the sword body slashed into his neck, Ju Mang suddenly shouted: "Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

"I have no mana now, and I can't fly at all, and I still hope that Xingjun will be me!"

"Poof!"

Hearing a chuckle, Ju Mang couldn't help but open his eyes, only to see Fang Shaoyuan standing three meters away from him and grinning, and the innate spirit treasure in his hand had also disappeared, obviously being put away.

At this time, Ju Mang realized that he had been fooled, and that Fang Shaoyuan had no intention of killing him at all, but only deliberately did it in order to force him to say something begging for mercy.

Since his birth, Ju Mang has never sat in such a shameful thing in his two lives, if only Fang Shaoyuan is there, but there is also a Si Ming Xingjun above his head, it is even conceivable that there are at least four pairs of eyes staring at this place in the heavenly court, and at this time Ju Mang really wants to die.

Just imagine, even if he returns to the Mixed Yuan Realm in the future, today's past events will probably make him unable to raise his head in front of all the emperors in the Heavenly Court, and he doesn't even know how many little immortals and gods are respectful in person, and this matter behind him is arranged.

"It turns out that the mana of the great god of Jumang has been exhausted, why didn't the great god say it earlier, it was Si Ming's fault!" At this time, a figure suddenly appeared, it was really Si Ming Xingjun who was hiding in the sky and watching jokes.

I saw Si Ming Xingjun hand Ju Mang a golden pill and said, "Ju Mang God, this is the Nine Turns Golden Pill refined by Lao Jun!"

Ju Mang covered his face with his hand, stretched out his other hand to finish the golden pill, and then took it.

Lao Jun's Jin Dan is indeed extraordinary, but after a few breaths, the momentum on Ju Mang's body continues to increase, and it is obvious that his mana has recovered.

After waiting for a while, Si Ming Xingjun said to Fang Shaoyuan: "Today's matter, you can go back and wait for the Great Emperor's decree by yourself." ”

Then Si Ming Xingjun turned to look at Ju Mang and said, "Ju Mang, I think the mana has been restored, so now you can return to Heaven with me!"

Obviously, there was an incomparably ridiculous meaning between Si Ming Xingjun's words, and that sentence could naturally be heard, but at this time, although his mana had recovered most of his mana, he couldn't play tricks at all in the face of Si Ming Xingjun, who had already mixed up with the Yuan, not to mention that if he wanted to restore his past cultivation, he had to count on the help of Heavenly Court.

It's just that now in front of the two juniors in front of him, Ju Mang has lost face, so he only snorted vaguely in the face of Si Ming Xingjun's inquiry.

Si Ming Xingjun naturally understood Ju Mang's mentality at this time, he glanced at Fang Shao with profound meaning, and then an auspicious cloud floated under his feet and rose into the air.

Fang Shaoyuan watched Si Ming Xingjun and Ju Mang fly into the air, he respectfully saluted them and said, "Little God sends Si Ming Xingjun, send Ju Mang Great God!"

In an instant, Si Ming Xingjun and Ju Mang both disappeared, and Fang Shaoyuan breathed a sigh of relief, at this time, he stood in place for a long time, his body moved, and disappeared in place.

"Okay, Ancestor, there are no outsiders here, I'll see if you have changed it out and given me a reasonable explanation!" After not covering the formation, Fang Shaoyuan took out the Broken God Netherworld Sword and said coldly.

But unfortunately, the Han Ancestor didn't seem to hear it, and he was indifferent at all, not even making a sound.

Fang Shaoyuan was not in a hurry, he held the sword with one hand, his fingers caressed the sword body, and then with a flick of his fingers, the Breaking God Netherworld Sword suddenly emitted a crisp sword sound.

"Ancestor, I know that you call yourself the Spirit of Ten Thousand Treasures, and you are the best at hiding in magic weapons, but if you think that as long as you hide in this sword, I can't help you, then you are wrong!"

"You know, I'm not fighting alone, yes, I can't force you to do it alone, but with Xiao You!"

As he spoke, Fang Shaoyuan stretched out his finger again, but this time a small sword appeared from the tip of his finger, and there was a burst of cold light between the sword light.

Seeing that the Cold Claw Ancestor hadn't reacted yet, Fang Shaoyuan smiled, and then pointed lightly, and the small sword seemed to fly onto the Broken God Nether Sword, and suddenly it melted away like ice and snow.

After a while, the God-Breaking Netherworld Sword in Fang Shaoyuan's hand erupted with desperate sword intent, and the trembling sword body even made Fang Shaoyuan unable to grasp it, and he had to let go of his hand.

However, Fang Shaoyuan was not nervous at all, he took a few steps back with his hands behind his back, and watched the God-Breaking Netherworld Sword constantly shaking, and the sword aura was radiant.

However, those sword qi seemed to have eyes, but whenever they got close to Fang Shaoyuan, they would automatically turn around and run elsewhere.

"Alright, alright, alright!Fang boy, Ancestor, can't I come out!" As he spoke, a figure flew out from the body of the God-Breaking Nether Sword.

"You're finally reluctant!" Fang Shaoyuan smiled smugly, and then put away the God-Breaking Nether Sword.

"Hmph, if that little girl turns against the water, the ancestor will be forced out by you!

The Old Ancestor of the Cold Cockroach had a tall posture and stood there proudly looking at Fang Shao from afar.

"Hey, it seems that the master didn't teach you enough lessons just now, right, you did something wrong and was still so horizontal, Xiaoyou, I know that you used to look at the guy who called himself the ancestor all day long, and today I am in charge, as the so-called revenge of revenge, revenge of injustice, I won't stop it, you just have to do it!"