"Just because you are a low-level scattered immortal, you dare to provoke me?"

Fang Xing's challenge was obviously too unexpected, not only the cultivators of the Fengtian Alliance, but even the Divine Son of the Night Clan was surprised, after all, when it came to strength, he had always been above the top, and had never put Fang Xing in his eyes, now seeing him so bold, he wanted to compete with himself, and a sense of absurdity rose in his heart, but these little things were not enough to be put in his eyes, who to fight, how to fight, it was just a way for him, but in his heart, he didn't think about who to let go at all, it was just the difference between killing who first and then killing whom, and immediately sneered: "Since you want to die, I'll send you on your way first!"

For others, Fang Xing actually wanted to challenge the Night Clan Divine Son alone, which was obviously a big deal, but for the Night Clan Divine Son, it was just a gesture of effort, there was a loud explosion in the void, and the black gas of a tent exploded, and the big black hand that was originally slapped towards Song Guichan suddenly turned in the air, turning into a black Changyu that was extremely sharp, and even flashed with dazzling black light, and threw it straight towards Fang Xing, who was standing alone in the void, and the speed was simply instantaneous!

"Fang Xing is careful......"

"Little bandits, be careful......"

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"Don't come here!"

In this electric light and stone fire, the black Changyu was already close to passing, only a trace was about to pass through the skull, but Fang Xing had already opened his five fingers, and the Hundred Battles Soul Soldier appeared in his palm, and then clenched it hard, with the change of his mind, it suddenly turned into a huge bronze shield, the black spear pierced the bronze shield, and it was not broken, but it also knocked Fang Xing's figure backwards quickly, and it took hundreds of zhang to stop, but Fang Xing obviously did not care about himself, but those who wanted to help.

"I said I was going to kill him myself, and you still interfered indiscriminately......"

His face was serious, and even a little embarrassed, and he shouted to Da Jinwu and the others with hatred: "I don't want to lose face?"

When Da Jin Wu and the others heard this, they were directly speechless.

When is this, this bastard is still thinking about saving face......

After so many years of cultivation, when have you ever had face?

However, Fang Xing's serious face finally made people realize that they were not joking, they really didn't want others to interfere!

I understood this in my heart, although the expressions on my face were still full of puzzlement, but they glanced at each other, and they still slowly retreated in unison, and finally came to the other people who had set up a large array to close the door, quietly watching the battle, but their hearts were full of surprise, and they couldn't understand where Fang Xing's confidence came from, and they actually put on the courage to really fight a fair battle with the Night Clan's gods!

No one in the field doubted Fang Xing's strength, but no matter how much he overestimated him, it was impossible to fight with the Night Clan God!

People have the power to slay immortals......

"You really want to fight me?"

The Divine Son of the Night Clan was obviously also full of surprise, his body fluttering, appearing in the void not far from Fang Xing, like a ghost between heaven and earth between existence and non-existence, two cold and lightning eyes, looking at Fang Xing with some surprise.

"Yes, I'm going to fight you!"

Fang Xing's figure also flew up, facing the Night Clan's Divine Son from a distance, his expression calm.

"Like the weak Terrans trying to provoke the powerful Divine Court?"

In front of the Divine Son of the Night Clan, a faint smile was revealed, to some extent, the concept was the same as that of the heirs of the Little Immortal Realm.

But Fang Xing just smiled in a low voice, shook his head and said, "It's like the former immortals taught their minions!"

"Whoa......

The Night Clan's Divine Son's eyes changed suddenly.

The years when the Protoss had been enslaved by the immortals were undoubtedly an eternal pain in the hearts of all the Protoss, and they themselves occasionally mentioned it to show that they had not forgotten this hatred, but it was one thing to mention it themselves, and it was undoubtedly another thing to be provoked by the Terrans, especially in the case of Fang Xing's smiling face, it directly provoked the anger in the hearts of the Night Clan's Divine Sons!

"The Great Immortal Realm has destroyed itself, the Tianyuan Beings are not reborn, and the glory of your ancestors will never have a chance to reappear......"

With the cold voice in his mouth, the figure of the Night Clan Divine Son suddenly flashed, and he came to Fang Xing's front in an instant, a big black hand transformed, and directly suppressed him, this seemingly easy and simple palm, it actually contained indescribable coercion, the void on all sides, and the endless night qi, all seemed to be instilled in this palm, as if holding the whole world, and it fell down.

With just this palm, it almost has seventy or eighty percent of the power of the Beihai Prisoner Heart Cliff Lord that day!

If it was in Beihai that day, I am afraid that Fang Xing would not even be qualified to hard-connect!

It's just that from the North Sea to the Pure Land, Fang Xing has repeatedly fought viciously, and his cultivation has long been improved, and it is no longer what it used to be!

Challenging the Divine Son of the Night Clan, of course, there are reasons why he is unwilling to take the lives of his friends to fill in, and more importantly, Fang Xing himself has a little confidence in his heart, he feels that now, he is indeed qualified to fight with the Divine Son of the Night Clan, for this junior of the Divine Court, no one can say how deep the strength is, the legend says that he is the first person under the God King, and it is said that he has the power to kill immortals, but Fang Xing's observation and calculation along the way, the true realm of this person should not reach the level of true immortals in the eyes of Tianyuan Monks......

He had seen this Night Clan Divine Son fight with the White Bone Saint Monarch in the Demon Abyss, and at that time, he almost came to a result, the strength of the Night Clan's Divine Son should be almost the same as the White Bone Saint Monarch, and even weaker, after all, these two fought twice, and the Night Clan Divine Son was at a disadvantage, but even the White Bone Saint Monarch admitted that he could only suppress this son at most, but he couldn't kill or hurt him!

Of course, this does not represent the true strength of the Night Clan's Divine Son, as a creature of the Divine Clan, the biggest reliance is his bloodline......

As for those means, whether they can kill immortals or not, no one can say for sure!

Anyway, Fang Xing himself was prepared before he was ready to make a move, and he also left him the means......

"The ...... of the God of Slaughter"

All kinds of thoughts in his heart just flashed, the palm of the Night Clan Divine Son came very quickly, Fang Xing didn't even think about it, so he snorted coldly, and summoned the name of a supernatural power, and then above his head, there was a strange flame rising up, where the fire lit, the heavens and the earth became pale, and there were several figures manifested from behind Fang Xing, one was a minotaur with a cloak and two horns, the other was a pale, dull woman in a white dress, and a middle-aged man in an ancient robe......

And farther away from them, there was even a handsome man with wide robes and big sleeves......

These people, who are the ghosts of Negative Shanzi, Hua Nectar, Frost Land Patriarch, Gu He and others, were summoned at this time!

Rumble!

When these ghosts were summoned, terrifying flames also burned on their bodies, and the flames after burning turned into extremely powerful power, directly blessing Fang Xing's body, causing his ontology aura to skyrocket, which had already exceeded the limit of his strength as a low-level scattered immortal who was a tribulation triple, and his body was infinitely taller, and then the Hundred Battles Soul Soldier also changed, forming a magic sword that flew into his hand, facing the palm that fell from the Night Clan Divine Son, and stabbed fiercely!

"Is this the method of sacrifice again?"

The Night Clan's Divine Son furrowed his eyebrows, revealing deep hatred.

With his identity, he was naturally no stranger to this sage's mental method inherited from the Fuyao Palace, and he even knew that Fang Xing had originally relied on this mental method to gain the favor of the divine master, and had also explored and learned about this mental method through the power of their night clan.

The predecessor of this ancient sacred heart method is good, but it was created by the ancient saints in ancient times in order to chase immortals, and cut off the path of immortality, but they will gain extremely powerful power, and its core lies in the word "sacrifice", there is a kind of great sadness in it, but it is a pity that it fell into the hands of this devil, but he changed his appearance, and he doesn't know how he did it, and he actually combined this "sacrifice" method of self-cutting off the path of immortality with the means of the devil, and turned it into a "sacrifice" for others...... Although the power is still a little bit, the idea is very different......

His dedication to God is such a changed method, which is not a good thing!

Especially for the Divine Lord, what he originally wanted to get was the original Ancient Sacred Heart Method, not the four dislikes, it was as if the Divine Lord originally wanted to ask for a pill of elixir, and in the end he got the elixir, but it was mixed with poison and couldn't be used at all......

It's just that the Divine Son of the Night Clan can't figure out that the Divine Lord has never been sad about this demon because of this.

Bang!

That palm and sword touched, like the intersection of heaven and earth, exuding an amazing rolling wave of qi, sweeping one side.

In the midst of this wave of qi, the Night Clan's divine son's figure turned up slightly, and then he spun and stabilized his figure.

And Fang Xing was shocked by this palm, but he only fell a distance of 100 zhang, and then flew upwards again.

This time, in a head-to-head confrontation, although Fang Xing was slightly inferior, he took it head-on.

"It's just a tribulation, but you can take my ...... hard to take it"

Not to mention that the cultivators of the Fengtian Alliance were already shocked, even the Night Clan Divine Son was obviously a little surprised, and shook his head gently, as if he was sighing, and seemed to be exclaiming: "Tian Yuan, Tian Yuan, the land of all immortals, the heart of the universe, how much heritage does it have?"

As he muttered to himself, the sun and moon above his head spun faster and faster.

The power of the years has made his figure more and more ethereal, more and more blurred......

"But the gap is the gap, the god said, we came three hundred years in advance, and you will have three hundred years less to practice......

"Give you three hundred years, maybe you really have the strength to fight us, but now...... Far from enough!"

The words of the Night Clan Divine Son came from the area where his body was, with a scorn, even sneer.

"I'll tell you one more ......"

"It is said in the world that I have the power to kill immortals, but it is actually a fake ......"

"But I really...... Devoured immortals!" (To be continued.) )