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Home > Fantasy > Plundering the Heavens > Chapter 1212

Chapter 1212

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There was a loud rumble, the sky and earth turned dark, and the mountains were flattened …

Even Fang Xing and the others in the Small World felt a soul-stirring tremor. They could only pray in their hearts that the Small World would be sturdier and not be destroyed by the surging Demonic Qi outside. Fortunately, nothing unexpected happened. Although they also felt the heart-shaking feeling in the Small World, after a period of violent tremor, the outside eventually calmed down. After confirming that it was safe, Fang Xing and the others jumped out from the Small World hurriedly. They looked around, searching for traces of Xiao Xue.

Outside, it was a messy scene after the Demonic Qi had wreaked havoc. There were large clouds of smoke spreading from the void. The surrounding cliffs and rocks within a radius of a hundred miles were all flattened, turning into a huge void. In this void, only the Immortal Execution Array and the stone bridge behind it were still floating in the air, turning into an extremely majestic place …

The Divine Son of the Nether Clan was nowhere to be seen.

And in the middle of the large clouds of smoke, only a quiet figure could be seen.

A white dragon with two horns and four claws coiled in the air, and a white-haired woman sat on the dragon's head. She rested her chin on her hand, and no one knew what she was thinking. She wore a white dress, white socks, and white boots, and even the bone sword at her waist was white. But now, there were nine strange black lines on her dress that was so white that it was almost dazzling, and it was extremely strange. At first glance, they seemed to be dead, but if one used their Divine Sense to look at them, they would be able to sense the terrifying demonic intent contained in those black lines ….

"Senior Sister Xiao Xue … has been possessed by the Demonic Qi?"

Fang Xing still remembered the things he heard before he hid in the Small World. His heart was tense as he slowly walked forward.

He was really worried.

Being possessed by the Demonic Qi wasn't scary, but being completely possessed by the Demonic Qi!

Just like the Demon Ancestor in his Spiritual Realm, or himself, they both had the title of Demon. But that title was given to them by others. Because the way they did things was evil, it was inconsistent with the Great Dao. Others couldn't stand it, so they called them Demons!

But if Xiao Xue was completely possessed by the Demonic Qi, she would become a heartless existence …

That was what Fang Xing was afraid of!

"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"

Fang Xing walked over, stirring up waves of wind that startled Xiao Xue, who was in deep thought.

She gently turned her head and looked into Fang Xing's eyes.

At this moment, Fang Xing's mental state was raised to its peak. His gaze was extremely strange, but he soon relaxed.

"Hello, Junior Brother Fang!"

When Xiao Xue saw him, she suddenly smiled and opened her mouth.

"… That scared me to death!"

Fang Xing's heart suddenly went back to his stomach, and he patted his chest. It was obvious that he was really frightened.

"What are you afraid of?"

Xiao Xue asked with a gentle smile.

Fang Xing fixed his eyes on her again and said, "I thought you were really possessed by the devil!"

Xiao Xue smiled and said, "I have indeed been possessed!"

Fang Xing was stunned for a moment and doubt appeared in his eyes.

Xiao Xue smiled and said, "I am one of the three successors chosen by the Sky Demon. I have the qualifications to inherit the Demon's Heart. However, I still made a choice in the end. I inherited the Supreme Heaven Art and gave up on inheriting the Demon's Heart. Although I might not be able to ascend to the heavens in a single step, and there were many twists and turns on my path of cultivation, I still managed to retain my spirituality and not destroy everything!"

No one knew how much Xiao Xue was willing to give up her demon heart when she mentioned it. Even she herself didn't say it out loud. As for Fang Xing, he couldn't even be bothered to think about it. He chuckled and said, "That's right. That's good, that's very good …"

"Only those who have lost all hope can inherit the Demon's Heart. I don't have it!"

Xiao Xue didn't explain. She only smiled lightly and looked calm.

"Three successors of the Sky Demon …"

When Song Guichan heard this, his eyes narrowed and he fell into deep thought.

If there were three successors of the Sky Demon, then only one of them could become a true Sky Demon!

The fairy on the Tianchi Lake gave up on inheriting the Demon's Heart. That was the same as giving up on the chance to become a Sky Demon, right?

If that was the case, then wouldn't the remaining two successors of the Sky Demon have a great chance?

Were the two of them already destined, or were they just choosing a suitable candidate?

"It's time to clean up the mess …"

Without saying anything else, Zhu Xiu quickly retracted his thoughts and looked around. He was preparing to clean up the mess. However, under the detection of his divine sense, Fang Xing suddenly discovered a person. He quickly flew towards a direction and stopped. His eyes fiercely stared at Zhu Xiu. Around a hundred feet away from him, there was a figure sitting cross-legged. This person looked to be in an extremely wretched state. His body was tattered and there were many places where his bones could be seen. There was still demonic Qi lingering in his wounds, causing his life force to squirm and try to recover. However, under the corrosion of the demonic Qi, his wounds became deeper and deeper, unable to heal.

"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"

The cultivators of the Fengtian Alliance halted in their tracks and fixed their gazes on him.

He was still alive …

The successor of the Small Celestial Realm was fierce. Taiyuan's self-explosion had triggered a huge wave of demonic aura. Except for Xiao Xue, the successor of the Sky Demon, everyone else, including the disciples of the Buddhist Sect and Shinsyu, hid in their small worlds. Only the successor of the Small Celestial Realm didn't accept it. He had withstood all the power of the demonic aura. Everyone thought he would be smashed to pieces, but he was still alive!

However, looking at his appearance, he was already in an extremely miserable state, as if he was on the verge of death.

After all, the power of the demonic aura was close to the power of the Immortal Burial Demonic Cloud. Even a Perfected Immortal might not be able to resist it!

The fact that he was able to survive was already a miracle that made people click their tongues in amazement.

"The successor of the Small Celestial Realm deserves to die!"

Zhu Xiu and the others stared at him in silence. Kong Kong 'er raised her stick and was about to beat him to death.

The successor of the Small Celestial Realm, fierce Dao, clearly sensed danger. He quietly opened his bloodshot eyes and looked at Zhu Xiu, who had a complicated expression on his face. However, he didn't say anything, as if he had accepted his fate and didn't want to say another word.

"Wait!"

Fang Xing suddenly spoke to stop him. Kong 'er put down the stick hesitantly. She didn't understand why this devil would be so soft-hearted at this time. Fang Xing didn't have time to explain. He looked at the successor of the Small Celestial Realm and suddenly raised the skull again. The skull opened its mouth and the little princess of Yaochi walked out with an unconscious woman in her arms …

Fairy Green Spirit!

Fairy Green Spirit, who had her Divine Soul taken away by the successor of the Small Celestial Realm because she cultivated the Art of Indifference!

"Cure her!"

Fang Xing pointed at Fairy Green Spirit and said, "If you dare say you can't cure her, I'll chop you into minced meat!"

"I … can return her Divine Soul!"

The successor of the Small Celestial Realm spoke with difficulty. When he opened his mouth, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

The expressions of Fang Xing and the others immediately tensed up. Their eyebrows were tightly locked together as they locked their gazes on him.

The successor of the Small Celestial Realm clearly had something else to say. He was probably waiting for Fang Xing to make this request before he was willing to make his own conditions. The hearts of all the cultivators sank. This child was able to survive under the devastation of the demonic energy. It was truly terrifying. Now that he seemed to be seriously injured, he wouldn't suddenly make things difficult for them. However, if such a person wanted to propose a condition, it would not be easy to deal with!

The successor of the Small Celestial Realm did make a request, but it was surprisingly simple.

"Can you answer a few questions for me?"

His gaze landed on Fang Xing's face with some difficulty as he spoke softly.

Fang Xing was also startled. He waved his hand and said, "If you have anything to say, then say it!"

The successor of the Small Celestial Realm didn't mind. He smiled helplessly and sighed.

"Can Tian Yuan defeat the God Clan?"

The successor of the Small Celestial Realm asked a surprisingly simple question.

Fang Xing answered without thinking, "Of course they can …"

The successor of the Small Celestial Realm smiled bitterly. He didn't take Fang Xing's answer seriously at all. However, he still asked seriously, "Why do you say that? The Celestial Court was powerful. They had the ten Godly Kings who dominated the universe. They had countless clansmen with powerful bloodlines. There was also the Divine Master whose strength was unfathomable. He was probably comparable to a Celestial King … However, it was difficult to even see a True Immortal in the Heaven Origin Realm. How many people above the Nascent Soul Realm could compete with the Celestial Race? You … why do you think you can win? "

This question directly made Fang Xing stumble. This kind of question that involved the overall situation and the analysis of strength, how would he know? He didn't even think about it. However, his mind turned extremely fast, and his answer was also very unreasonable. "Because I'm here!"

This answer was unreasonable, but the successor of the Small Celestial Realm seemed to have thought about it …

"Because 'I'm here'?"

"As long as' I 'is here, Tian Yuan will have someone to defend against. With every' I ', Tian Yuan will have more power to defend!"

"And our Small Celestial Realm placed this' I 'on the side of the Divine Palace …"

"If Tian Yuan has our Small Celestial Realm, will they really have a higher chance of winning?"

"… …"

A seriously injured and dying person sat there talking. It was a strange scene. No one spoke. They all had complicated expressions.

Fang Xing became impatient and said, "I've answered the question. Let's save him!"

"Not now …"

The successor of the Small Celestial Realm shook his head and refused.

Fang Xing was furious. He was about to force the successor of the Small Celestial Realm, but the successor of the Small Celestial Realm quickly said, "I understand your answer, but it still doesn't solve the doubts in my heart … Belief is one thing, but the disparity in strength is another. Even if there are countless of you in Tian Yuan, so what? If you can't win, then you can't win. Why is our Small Celestial Realm resigned to fate, but you keep fighting against the Divine Palace like a fool? Are you saving the Heaven's Origin Sector by doing this, or are you inviting a catastrophe? "

How could Fang Xing be in the mood to discuss with him? With a cold face, he clenched his fists so hard that they made cracking sounds. He was ready to take action.

The successor of the Small Celestial Realm suddenly said, "If you want to convince me, let's make a bet!"

He looked haggard, but his eyes were unusually bright. "If you win, I'll give you a great fortune!"

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