Only when he hugged the eye and laughed triumphantly did Fang Xing realize an awkward problem!
How the hell was he supposed to get the inheritance?
This eye was incomparably huge, like it was made of jade, emitting a faint divine light. It was embedded in the demon's head, it could be said to be as big as a small mountain. Although it was said that when the demon eye opened, it symbolized the birth of the heavenly demon's inheritance, and everyone risked their lives to fight for it, what happened after that? Fang Xing had managed to snatch it, and he had even hugged the eye … Although his posture was inelegant, like a toad lying on a huge jade ball … he had hugged it after all. It was just that after hugging it, he realized that he couldn't move it. He wanted to use his divine ability to refine it, but he couldn't, and there wasn't any mystical light descending from the sky … He was completely at a loss for what to do.
There seemed to be no other way but to continue hugging it!
For a moment, Fang Xing was embarrassed and annoyed. He hastily tried all kinds of methods to test it.
Praying for the inheritance to descend, sprinkling blood, burning talismans, chanting spells, and even using the Yin Yang Fiendgod Mirror to appraise it were all useless. If he prayed, there was no reaction from the eye. If he sprinkled blood, it would directly slide down the surface of the jade. Burning talismans and chanting spells were even more useless. Even if he used the Yin Yang Fiendgod Mirror to appraise it, there was a problem. Ever since he entered the underground palace, the Yin Yang Fiendgod Mirror, which had always been successful, became dead silent when he approached the eye. No matter how he tried, he could not activate it!
… This was the most embarrassing thing in the world!
"He can't open the inheritance …"
The Divine Son of the Night Clan and the descendant of the Small Celestial Realm also realized this problem.
The descendant of the Small Celestial Realm was in despair when he saw Fang Xing rush to the side of the demon eye. His aura dropped bit by bit. He looked at the Divine Son of the Night Clan with shame and fear in his eyes. He hesitated for a while and almost wanted to apologize. But when he realized that Fang Xing couldn't refine the demon eye, his aura suddenly rose and he rushed toward the demon head like a cloud. The Divine Son of the Night Clan also gnashed his teeth in hatred. He spread his wings and flew toward the demon head.
"Damn it, I spent so much effort only to get nothing in the end?"
Fang Xing clenched his teeth in hatred. The veins on his forehead bulged and a layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.
Hong long long, two extremely powerful auras rushed in this direction from afar, practically sweeping up the entire void …
Fang Xing knew that he couldn't deal with these two people. Whether it was the Divine Son of the Night Clan or the descendant of the Small Celestial Realm, Fierce Dao, who had been pretending to be weak, they were not easy to deal with. Moreover, the first thing these two people would do when they rushed over was to deal with him. This question immediately shocked and angered him. A wave of ruthlessness rose from the bottom of his heart …
"Damn it, if I can't get it, then don't even think about getting it!"
As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, his face suddenly darkened, and it was terrifyingly gloomy. He pressed his arms against the Devil Eye, and then he leaped up from the Devil Eye. He spun in midair and summoned an enormous Devil Sword. After that, sword qi surged and was extremely piercingly cold. His cultivation was pushed to the limit, and a Devil Cloud appeared behind him before he slashed out fiercely ….
The monstrous sword stabbed toward the demon eye!
"Since I can't get the inheritance, then I'll just stab him blind. No one else can get it!"
"No …"
"Don't you dare!"
When the Divine Son of the Night Clan and the descendant of the Small Celestial Realm saw this scene, they were so scared that their bodies stiffened …
Where did this demon get the courage to do such a rebellious thing?
However, no matter how anxious they were, they had already reached their limit. It was impossible for them to rush over and stop Fang Xing!
To them, they could only watch helplessly as the audacious demon turned around confidently in midair and pulled out a sword filled with dense demon energy. Then, with a ruthless smile on his face, he stabbed it toward the demon eye …
"Ding …"
The moment that crisp sound rang out, everyone's hearts were in their throats.
They watched helplessly as the sword stabbed down. It was no less than stabbing their hearts. However, a surprising scene appeared. The power of Fang Xing's sword was so terrifying, but it actually didn't pierce the eye. There was only a crisp sound, and then the entire demon sword was swept away. When they looked at the eye again, not a single mark was left on it …
"So sturdy?"
Even Fang Xing was stunned for a moment. Then, he quickly raised his sword and was about to slash again.
Right now, he was at the third stage of the Passing Calamity Stage. His sword could cut through iron like cutting through tofu, but it couldn't even hurt an eye?
However, just as he was about to slash the eye a second time, he was suddenly attracted by a strange buzzing sound around him.
When his sword landed on the demon eye, it wasn't completely ineffective. Although it didn't hurt the demon eye, it seemed to have startled it. A strange buzzing sound came from the depths of the void. It was hard to hear, but it felt intermittent. When one listened carefully, it didn't seem to exist, but when one didn't listen carefully, the buzzing became louder and louder, attacking one's mind.
Even Fang Xing put down his sword. He felt an inexplicable sense of panic when he heard this buzzing sound.
The Divine Son of the Night Clan and the descendant of the Immortal Realm also stopped. They also sensed the existence of the rumbling sound. They stood in the air in a daze, especially the Divine Son of the Night Clan. He seemed to be more sensitive to the rumbling sound. At this moment, his face revealed a painful expression. He forcefully covered his ears and shook his head violently. He seemed to be unable to control himself.
Whoosh!
Fang Xing was also in a daze. Then, he suddenly sensed something and turned around to look.
What he saw shocked him greatly, and he broke out in a cold sweat.
That huge demonic eye was still open, and the divine light was clear. However, what was different from before was that the demonic eye seemed to have some sort of intelligence. In the depths of the demonic eye, the pupils had contracted, and there was not the slightest bit of emotion as they stared at him with extreme coldness …
"F * ck …"
Fang Xing subconsciously put away the demon sword and put on the appearance of an obedient child. He kowtowed to the demon eye respectfully.
He dared to stab the demon eye just now because he thought the demon eye was dead.
But now that the demon eye was looking at him, he felt that the demon eye seemed to have a trace of intelligence.
Then there was no time to tremble. He had to act like a grandson!
However, it seemed like there was no use in pretending to be a grandson. The pupils of the demonic eye contracted, and its gaze was like a needle as it stared at Fang Xing. That needle seemed to have pierced straight into his mind, straight into his consciousness, and pierced into the depths of his spirit. This feeling also caused his entire body to become unbearably painful. His body began to tremble involuntarily, and his head felt like it was going to split open.
"3,000 feet of white hair, sweeping across the universe. Holding the sword to ask the Heavenly Dao, stepping on the 33 … "
Just as his head was about to split open, a strange feeling welled up in him. The chaotic rumbling actually became a lot clearer at this moment. He could even hear some voices and some words from within the rumbling. The rumbling sounds were scriptures that were chanted using a special method. It was just that he couldn't tell what they were. Now that the demonic eye glanced at him, although it made his entire spirit feel like it was about to split open, it also triggered some sort of mystery in him and allowed him to hear these contents ….
But what he heard was, after all, only a few words. The content contained in the rumbling was too cumbersome and complicated. It was impossible for him to hear everything in a short period of time. More information merged with something in his mind …
Yin Yang God and Demon Mirror!
The first treasure that Fang Xing obtained on his path of cultivation seemed to have awakened at this time. It was carrying out some kind of strange communication with the demon head. At the same time, it was also undergoing some mysterious changes. The rumbling was like a strange spell to it, awakening a trace of intelligence that was sleeping in the depths of the treasure. Then, it wailed and received countless messages from the demon head.
"The Heavenly Dao is heartless, the Great Dao has a heart …"
"After experiencing the Nine Tribulations, the sin cannot be washed away, the supernatural power cannot cut the world …"
"The right eye is destroyed, the left eye grows, the heaven and earth change, in a single thought …"
"Investiture of the Gods … General Selection Platform … good fortune far beyond life and death …"
"…"
"…"
All kinds of different information poured into Fang Xing's mind. Although it was complicated, he still captured a lot of useful things. Some were related to the inheritance of the Heavenly Demon, and some seemed to be describing ancient secrets. But the information was too much, and he could not accept it with his current cultivation of the third tribulation. Just like a lake could not hold the sea, if it were not for the Yin and Yang Fiendgod Mirror, he would have been burst by the huge divine thoughts of the Heavenly Demon. Even at this time, he had almost reached his personal limit …
Rumble!
After a long time, the rumbling in the air began to slowly disappear, and the world was dead silent.
At this time, Fang Xing was still sitting in the void, motionless for a long time, frowning like a wooden statue.
At the last moment, the left eye of the Heavenly Demon fixed its gaze on Fang Xing, and then slowly closed. The whole head of the Heavenly Demon also slowly sank, and soon disappeared in the vast Devil Qi, sinking into the Nine Serenities, without a sound, and no one knew where it went …
…
…
"Did … did he get the inheritance of the Heavenly Demon?"
As the rumbling disappeared and the head of the Heavenly Demon fell into the Nine Serenities, the Minor Saints of the Celestial Court finally came to their senses. They first looked around in panic, and when they found that the head of the Heavenly Demon had disappeared, they heaved a sigh of relief. Then, they saw Fang Xing sitting in the void, and their eyes were more or less filled with jealousy and hatred, especially the divine son of the Night Clan and the descendant of the Small Celestial Realm. They were jealous and hateful, and there was a strong murderous intent in their eyes. The ancient sword in the hand of the descendant of the Small Celestial Realm was trembling slightly.
"Humph!"
The divine son of the Night Clan felt the murderous intent of the descendant of the Small Celestial Realm, and turned to look at him coldly.
"Your Royal Highness Twin, I am really …"
The descendant of the Small Celestial Realm was shocked, and once again returned to his cowardly appearance. He bowed to the ground with a terrified expression.
"You are very good! I didn't know you were so capable! "
The divine son of the Night Clan said coldly, and then walked towards Fang Xing, who was sitting in the air with his legs crossed, with a cold expression.
"You are more capable!"
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