"Little Lord Zhu Kong, the Omnipotent Little Saint is stubborn and wants to disrupt the Divine Master's plan. What do you think?"
The Divine Son of the Ye Clan turned around and looked at the descendant of the Small Celestial Realm, Ominous Dao. His eyes were indifferent and his face was expressionless. This sudden sentence caused the descendant of the Small Celestial Realm, Fierce Dao, who had been silent all this time, to be startled. Ever since he had fallen out with the Divine Son of the Night Clan and failed in the end, he deeply regretted exposing himself in advance. He didn't know how to hide it, so he could only pretend that he didn't know anything and stay aside to observe the situation.
However, the Night Clan's Divine Son's words made him unable to continue pretending. He turned around, bowed slightly, and said, "Yes, Your Majesty!"
The Night Clan's divine son said, "Alright, then go ahead and kill him!"
The descendant of the Small Celestial Realm, Ominous Dao, straightened his neck and looked at the Divine Son of the Night Clan in surprise.
The Divine Son of the Night Clan smiled faintly and said softly, "I know you are ambitious, but it's a pity that you don't have enough luck to achieve great things. You must be unwilling to give up, but you have no choice. Showing your ambition will only bring disaster to you and the Small Celestial Realm. Just like how you overestimated yourself and fought with me for the Inheritance of the Heavenly Devil, you have already sowed the seeds of disaster …" He said quietly and glanced at the descendant of the Small Celestial Realm whose face had turned extremely ugly. He then chuckled and said, "But I'm not a person who forces people to go to the dead end. If you can atone for your mistake by killing the Devil and helping the Ancient Crane to step on the stone bridge, I will pretend that your disrespect never happened!"
After hearing the words of the Night Clan's divine son, everyone's eyes focused on the face of the descendant of the Small Immortal Realm.
Looking at the genius from the Small Immortal Realm, everyone's eyes were filled with surprise.
The successor of the Small Celestial Realm was silent for a while, then he bowed and said, "As you command!"
After saying that, he stood up and turned to look in the direction of Fang Xing.
After an unknown period of time, he suddenly let out a deep sigh and took a step forward …
Rumble!
With a move of his body, he stirred up the wind and clouds. His entire person was like a giant roc as he rushed out. Even the void was torn apart by his extremely powerful strength. He did not have Gu He's Heaven Defying Nine Transformation Technique, but his speed was extremely fast. The distance of more than ten miles was covered in just a few steps. Then, the ancient sword on his waist was unsheathed and fiercely stabbed forward with unparalleled sharpness.
Fang Xing, who was fighting fiercely with Gu He, was shocked as well. He hurriedly turned around, and the Hundred Battle Soul Weapon reacted in an instant. It suddenly transformed into a huge shield and blocked the sword. After that, it was pushed back by the force of the sword, and it only stopped after being pushed back for an entire 3km. Even Gu He, who was about to attack Fang Xing, was shocked by this sudden scene, and then an extremely angry expression appeared on his face. He seemed to feel that it was an insult for the successor of the Small Immortal Realm to help him …
"What a good dog. Why are you in such a hurry to help your master bite people?"
Fang Xing steadied himself and glared fiercely at the successor of the Small Immortal Realm, Ominous Dao. He did not conceal the resentment in his eyes.
"Don't forget that you still have many people in the hands of the Small Immortal Realm. Aren't you afraid that we will …"
The successor of the Small Immortal Realm was expressionless as he coldly sent a divine sense over.
"If I win, it won't be you who will threaten me, but I who will threaten you …"
Fang Xing clenched his teeth and smiled. He said coldly, "If I lose, I will lose my life and everything will be for naught. Who cares about the flood?"
"You …"
The successor of the Small Immortal Realm, Ominous Dao, obviously did not expect Fang Xing to be so straightforward. He was startled for a moment, but very soon, he regained his expressionless look. As he flew over with his sword, he shouted in a low voice, "I don't understand. You obviously have no chance of winning. Why are you doing this? The Divine Son of the Night Clan is ready to attack. Under their joint attack, you won't be able to last a single breath! "
"Why are you doing this?"
Fang Xing burst into laughter and lowered his voice, "If I say it's just because I don't like them, would you believe me?"
"Don't like them …"
An absurd thought rose in the mind of the successor of the Small Immortal Realm, Ominous Dao. How many reasons could he use to defend against the Divine Race and get his hands on the greatest fortune of Heaven's Origin World? The righteousness of the race, the passion of a cultivator, or the power of a single tree … there were too many high-sounding reasons that could be used. However, this demon didn't use any of them. He only said that he didn't like them?
This made the successor of the Small Immortal Realm, Ominous Dao, have complicated thoughts.
His hatred and pressure toward the Divine Court were no less than Fang Xing's. In fact, his hatred was even stronger than Fang Xing's. After all, the Twelve Small Immortal Realms had placed their bets on him. He thought he was a peerless genius who had never lost to anyone. However, he had always been like a slave, ordered around by the Divine Clan. All he wanted was to be a Divine King so that his status wouldn't lose to anyone. However, he was always obstructed at every turn. Whether it was being subservient to others or fighting for power at all costs, he always failed at the last moment …
Why was his life so tiring?
Why was this demon able to live so carefree?
Why did he always do such stupid things? Why was he always envious of him?
As the two conversed, their hands did not stop moving. They were engaged in a fierce battle that swept across the void.
On the other hand, Gu He's expression kept changing. One moment, he was angry, the next moment, he was resentful. However, he didn't make a move.
"With his abilities, why can't he take down that demon after such a long time? I think he's being disloyal! "
At this moment, someone among the spectators, Zhu Xiu, spoke in a low voice. He looked at the successor of the Small Immortal Realm with resentment.
"Haha, let him do what he wants!"
The Divine Son of the Night Clan said in a low voice without moving his eyebrows. The black cloak on his back had been taken off at some point and quietly disappeared into the darkness of the abyss. No one knew what he was thinking about, but he was like a mountain, unconcerned about everything. After a while, he suddenly opened his eyes and ordered coldly, "We don't have much time. We must kill this demon in 15 minutes!"
"This … isn't he afraid of alerting the Immortal Execution Formation?"
All the Little Saints around him were taken aback and looked at him in surprise.
"The Immortal Execution Formation won't be alerted within ten minutes!"
The eyes of the Divine Son of the Ye Clan flickered. He looked coldly at Fang Xing and took a step forward.
The other Minor Saints were stunned for a moment, but they quickly followed suit.
Rumble!
This sudden scene alarmed every existence in the abyss.
The successor of the Small Immortal Realm, Xiong Dao, who was fighting fiercely with Fang Xing on the surface but was actually feeling conflicted, also came to a sudden realization. He looked deeply in the direction of the Immortal Execution Formation and seemed to have made an important decision. He suddenly looked at Fang Xing and said in a low voice, "Fang Mo, I won't say much. I've decided to bet on you. As long as you sign the blood contract with me now, I'll help you once and help you step onto the stone bridge. However, the price is that you must support me to become the Divine King …"
At this moment, there was a look of determination on his face. There seemed to be a surge of anger in his eyes.
Even the magic power in his body was surging like a tidal wave. One could see the drastic change in his heart …
"What?"
Even Fang Xing was stunned. He didn't expect this guy to say this at the end.
"The Divine Son of the Ye Clan can't hide his tricks from me. He forced me to kill you because he must have used some kind of trick to isolate himself from the Immortal Execution Formation. I'm sure that what will come next will be an even more violent and terrifying trick. You won't be able to resist it, but if you and I join forces, there's still a chance of survival. I'm giving you this chance now. I just want to ask you, are you willing to join forces with me?"
The successor of the Small Immortal Realm, Xiong Dao, pulled his hand back and waited for Fang Xing's answer.
At this moment, a dense murderous intent came from afar. The Divine Lords of the Ye Clan, Hua Mi 'er, Fu Shanzi, the Frost Soil Tribe's Leader, Ao Kuang, the Fourth Prince of the Cang Lan Sea, Young Divine King Ao Gu, and the others slowly flew over. They didn't seem to be in a hurry, but they were naturally filled with killing intent. They were gathering their strongest attack, like a giant beast that had its prey in its mouth and was slowly closing its mouth …
Behind him, a thin layer of mist had risen between him and the Immortal-slaying Formation. It was like a curtain, separating them from the Immortal-slaying Formation. With a glance, Fang Xing was sure that the mist was the manifestation of a pure power. Its nature was somewhat similar to the Yun Shang that the Divine Lord had bestowed upon him. This power was a transformation of Fairy Qi. Although it could only be used once, it was very powerful. If he wanted to break through this curtain, he would need at least 10 minutes to do so.
"The Inescapable Trap has arrived. I'm your only chance!"
The successor of the Small Immortal Realm, Xiong Dao, stood proudly in the void and looked at Fang Xing coldly. He flipped his palm and a gash appeared on it, revealing a crystal clear blood. Then, he stretched his palm towards Fang Xing and said in a voice that seemed to come from beyond the Heavens, "Are you willing to form an alliance with me?"
Fang Xing's heart sank. He felt that the Heavens and Earth were expanding infinitely while he was shrinking.
He felt an overwhelming pressure that came from the fates of several forces …
At this moment, he was like an ant in front of the Immortal Execution Formation, resisting the suppression of the Celestial Race, Ancient Race, and the rebel forces of the human race.
This feeling that came from the depths of his True Spirit was extremely real and terrifying.
The palm of the successor of the Small Immortal Realm before him seemed to have become his only hope.
He knew that as long as he held the hand of the successor of the Small Immortal Realm and instantly formed a blood contract, he would have a powerful ally.
However, the Demon Body had been refined into a Hundred Battles Soul Weapon and could no longer help him conceal the secrets of Heaven.
In other words, once the blood contract was formed, it would become a real blood contract.
Therefore, he was silent for a long time before he suddenly raised his head and grinned, "I refuse!"
The successor of the Small Immortal Realm, Xiong Dao, was stunned for a moment before he said angrily, "Why?"
Fang Xing suddenly controlled the Hundred Battles Soul Weapon and a powerful force swept forward, forcing the successor of the Small Immortal Realm to defend with all his might.
"Because … I don't like the look of you either!"
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