"Uncle Eleven and the old evil?"

When Fang Xing heard those words, he only felt that his heart contracted violently, his head was a little dizzy, and he hurriedly leaned down and descended, scaring the person who spoke just now, glaring at him and yelling, "What did you just say?"

The man was startled, and he was still struggling, but he was intimidated by Fang Xing's daring, and he couldn't help but say everything he knew: "The two venerables of the Fengtian Alliance Bai Qianzhang and the Dapeng Evil King, and more than twenty hermit cultivators faced the three god kings of the Divine Court, and there was a battle above the sea area on the edge of the Pure Land, and the direct killing was dark, and finally the three god kings were blocked by them, and they were just called back by a divine decree, but Bai Qianzhang, The two predecessors of the Dapeng Evil Venerable, and the more than 20 hermit cultivators, suffered heavy casualties, and by the time we arrived at this sea area, there were no living people on the battlefield, only the flesh and blood were eaten by fish and shrimp......"

"What?"

When Fang Xing heard this, his voice trembled, and he hurriedly let go of the monk in his hand, and his divine sense moved, and he swept out. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Now that he is already a threefold cultivator, as soon as this divine sense moves, he immediately runs away thousands of miles away, and he keeps dispersing outward, far away through the endless sea, trying his best to capture the breath of Bai Qianzhang and the evil king of Dapeng, but under this sweep, his heart is getting colder and colder, and after a while, he suddenly raised his head, and under a vertical, it is thousands of miles......

He jumped onto the top of the sea and looked around, only to find a patch of broken white robes and a few red feathers.

On the white robe, there is the breath of the eleventh uncle, and the red feather is the remnant feather of the Vermilion Bird......

Other than that, there's no trace of it!

This made Fang Xing's heart constrict, as if he had sunk into an endless abyss......

"Uncle Eleven is dead...... The old evil is dead, too?"

He was stunned and muttered to himself, and a feeling of infinite desolation flooded his mind.

He naturally understood in his heart that this battle was actually for the battle of the gods, when the god son of the night clan was beheaded, the god list exuded divine light, and even the void was printed, it can be said that the heavens know, and the three god kings, also in order to compete for this side of the gods, had to break into the pure land, he also felt it at the time, there were some powerful monks, came to block, and the three god kings launched a fierce battle on the edge of the pure land, but at that time, he didn't expect that Bai Qianzhang and the evil king of Dapeng were also among them!

He himself, who had made a great effort in this battle, was abandoned in the end, and his mood was very depressed, but he was optimistic by nature, so he mediated it well, but where could he have thought that the biggest loss was not in himself, but here......

Uncle Eleven and the Evil King of Dapeng actually buried their lives for the sake of that labor artifact?

"You two are smart people, why do you do such a stupid thing?"

For a moment, this heavy sense of sadness almost drowned Fang Xing like a tide.

"The man...... Could it be the legendary Fang Xingfang Demon Head?"

"Didn't he go after the fetish, why is he here?"

"Just now, the miracle of the manifestation above the Nine Heavens led many Tianjiao into the Immortal Mansion, why didn't he go?"

"With his reputation, Xiuwei, he should be on the list no matter what, could it be that he stayed for other reasons?"

And below, above the sea area, several monks are looking up at Fang Xing, who is lonely in the void, their expressions are very complicated, some people, still regard him as a little saint who betrayed Tian Yuan and served the Divine Court, and they are full of hostility towards him, but there are also some people who have already learned the news released by the Fengtian Alliance cultivators when they first entered the Immortal Slope, and know that he is the one who secretly helped Tian Yuan, but at this time, knowing that all the sons of the Fengtian Alliance have entered the Immortal Mansion, but seeing him appear at this time, they are even more surprised!

Because whether it is in terms of identity, cultivation, or strength, he should be enough to obtain that great creation!

"Fang Xing Xiaoyou, the old man is polite here......"

Just when Fang Xing stood in the void, confused and stunned, and there was nowhere to reproach with a strong sadness in his heart, in the void in the distance, suddenly an old man with big sleeves fluttered appeared, this old man was wearing a black robe, as if there was no weight floating in the air, it looked tattered, but it was clearly of excellent quality, and the breath on the old man's body was faintly resonating with heaven and earth, revealing his extremely amazing strength, from the far sky, slowly stepping in, with a faint smile on his face, staring at Fang Xing.

"Huh!"

Fang Xing turned his head and looked at him, without saying a word, his eyes were cold and expressionless.

This old man's cultivation has also stepped into the realm of tribulation, just by virtue of his cultivation, I am afraid that he is a little higher than him, but he is alive and well, and he is clearly one of the group of hidden cultivators, Fang Xing has no good impression of them......

"Hehe, Xiaoyou don't need to be nervous, the old man is a withered and scattered person, on the West Sea, living in seclusion for 4,000 years, and now he is out of the customs, but he wants to ask Xiaoyou a question...... The old man heard that the stone bridge of the immortal stone has reappeared, the road to heaven has appeared in the world, and he hurried to come, but he has been a step slower, under the slope of the burial immortal, it has been empty, I heard that Xiaoyou is a person who has witnessed the reappearance of the road to heaven, but the old man wants to ask Xiaoyou, what kind of existence does the stone bridge of Tongxian exist, and where has it gone now?

The withered cloud man spoke very politely, and slowly walked in the direction.

"Another ...... who doesn't care about everything and wants to become an immortal"

Fang Xing looked at him expressionlessly, looked around a few more times, and felt several breaths coming quickly.

"The old man once heard that today's Tongxian Stone Bridge, only the outstanding juniors of the world can step into, and now, the Taigu Demon Dao, Daxue Mountain, and several outstanding juniors in Shenzhou have gone up, and although I have been in seclusion all year round, I also know that Fang Xing Xiaoyou is now an absolute genius, but I don't know you, why didn't you step into it after seeing the Yinxian Bridge?"

The withered cloud man said slowly, came to a hundred zhang in front of Fang Xing, and stood still gently.

"I was inquiring about this ......"

Fang Xing's heart suddenly changed, and then there was endless sarcasm.

That's why these people came to find me......

Even they think that if there is really a god list in the world, and this god list will only record the names of outstanding wizards in the world, then there will definitely be one of their own, and now, when they see that they have seen the stone bridge of the immortals, they will also appear in the sea here, so they think that they have not stepped on the stone bridge for some reason, so they have come over......

"What exactly do you want to ask?"

Fang Xing's heart was already unhappy, and at this time, a chill swelled up.

"The old man learned that there is a spirit in the fairy road, and if you want to step in, you need a token, I don't know if this matter is true or false?"

The dry clouds scattered the people's expressions were flat and smiling, but the questions they asked were more direct than one another.

Fang Xing didn't know whether the words he asked were really "learned", "heard", or just his guesses, but he didn't bother to refute, so he simply laughed: "There is indeed a token, but it is not an object, but an immortal light, only the person with the name on the tablet can get this immortal light, and only then can he step on the immortal stone bridge and enter the immortal mansion......"

"Oh, how do you get that fairy light?"

The withered clouds' eyes suddenly straightened, and he asked urgently.

"Either useful or ...... potential"

Fang Xing sneered, and casually recited nonsense: "Xianqiao has a spirit, as long as it can be looked at, you can be named on the stone tablet, but it's a pity, you people, like wild dogs who hide one by one when you get you, are naturally useless, and when it comes to potential, your longevity is about to dry up, and the foundation is not as solid as the cultivators in our life, and it is impossible to get the immortal light!"

This was originally made up by Fang Xing himself, but he didn't expect that the withered clouds and scattered people seemed to believe it.

"Not bad, not bad...... We're all poor creatures, why, are we so upset?"

The kind smile on his face suddenly became a little hideous: "...... However, you must have this fairy light, right?"

At first glance, Fang Xing was stunned, a little crying and laughing.

Of course he himself has it, it should be said that he originally had, but his name was crossed out, what else can he leave behind?

I couldn't laugh or cry, but because even he found that it was ridiculous to tell these people that his name was crossed out!

Of course, now that he is angry in his heart, he really has no interest in explaining these things to these people!

Therefore, after being stunned for a while, he just sneered: "What if there is? What if there is none?"

"If there is ......"

The withered cloud man walked forward slowly, and his voice suddenly raised: "Then borrow it for the old man's use......"

Bang!

He actually made a move directly, five thin fingers, sharp as claws, and grabbed Fang Xing's head.

At the same time, behind Fang Xing, on the left side, on the right, in the void, I don't know how many figures rushed out, viciously grabbed Fang Xing, when it came to the qi machine, they were all extremely strong, at least they were also the characters who survived the catastrophe, at this time, they were like crazy demons and snatched towards Fang Xing, obviously they had already regarded Fang Xing as the only opportunity to become an immortal, and at this time they ruthlessly attacked him, just like when they were under the slope of the burial immortal, once they heard the opportunity to become an immortal, no matter how big or small they grasped, they shot directly.

"When Tianyuan is in trouble, I don't see you ......"

"When the human race is weak, I don't see you ......"

"When the Protoss slaughtered, I didn't see you ......"

Fang Xing had already sensed the qi of those people, and instead of panicking in his heart, endless anger rose.

And now...... Where did you come from to dare to rob the so-called opportunity to become an immortal?"

"Whoosh!"

The expression on his face suddenly became hideous, and in the face of the violent attack, he did not retreat but advanced, and pointed at the withered clouds!

I don't know why, these people haven't had a holiday with Fang Xing before, and they haven't even seen them.

But at this time, Fang Xing wanted to kill them very much...... (To be continued.) )