Plundering the Heavens

A bang, the world is dark, the mountains are flat...

Even the squares and other people in the small world feel a thrilling sense of shaking. My heart is only praying that this small world must be stronger, but don’t be destroyed by the surging magic outside. The accident did not happen, although within the small world, I felt the feeling of trepidation, but after a while of violent shaking, the outside was calmed down. To be sure of safety, Fang Xing and others also rushed out from the inside, looked up and looked for Xiao Xue's trace.

Outside, it is a large piece of the wolf-stricken scene after the ravages of the magical atmosphere. The smoke of the big regiments is filled from the void, and the mountains and rocks around the square are all flattened and turned into There is a huge void, and in this void, only the celestial array and the stone bridge behind it are suspended in the air, becoming an extremely majestic place...

The gods of the Ming family have disappeared.

In the middle of the big smoke, you can only see a quiet figure.

A white dragon with a double-horned, four-clawed belly hovered in the void. Above the dragon's head, there was a woman with a white hair. She held her hand and wondered what she was thinking. She wore a white dress. White sock white boots, even the bone sword buckled at the waist is white, but now, in her white to almost dazzling skirt, at this time, it is strangely dropped nine black lines, strange anomaly, first day Look, like a dead object, but if you look at it with God, you can feel the terrible magic contained in the black line...

"Xiao Xue Shijie... is it enchanted?"

Fang Xing still remembers the things he heard before he hid in the small world. His mind was tense and he slowly walked forward.

His heart is really worried.

Enchanting is not terrible, terrible is completely enchanted!

Just like the ancestors in his literary world, or himself, they all have the name of the devil, but that is more attached to them, because they act with a sinister evil and thus do not conform to the avenue. Others are not used to it, they are called magic!

But if Xiao Xue is completely enchanted, it will become the kind of unrequited existence...

The party is afraid of this!

"Huh"

The party walked over to lead the void, and brought up a breeze, alarming Xiao Xue who was contemplating.

She turned her head slightly and looked at the eyes of Fang Xing.

At this moment, the mind said, my eyes were extremely strange, but I quickly let go of my heart.

"Fang Shidi, hello!"

Xiao Xue saw him and suddenly smiled and opened his mouth.

"……Scared me!"

Fang Xing suddenly put a heart back on his stomach and patted his chest. Obviously, it was not scary.

"What are you afraid of?"

Xiao Xue smiled lightly and softly, and asked questions.

Fang Xing looked at her with a fixed eye and said: "I thought you were really enchanted!"

Xiao Xue smiled and said: "I am really enchanted!"

The party line was slightly stunned, and the eyes were somewhat suspicious.

Xiao Xue smiled softly: "I was one of the three descendants selected by the demon. I have the qualification to inherit the magic. However, I finally made the choice and passed down the "Supreme Power" but gave up. Inheriting the magic heart, as a result, although it is not necessary to step into the sky, there are many hardships and twists on the road of cultivation, but finally left their own spirituality, not to annihilate everything!"

No one knows that Xiaoxue’s “Abandonment of the Devil” is a small abandonment. She has no point in her own way, and she is too lazy to think about it. She laughs and laughs directly. Yes, it’s good, it’s very good...”

"Really desperate talents may inherit the magic, I don't!"

Xiao Xue did not explain, just a smile, the appearance of the wind and light.

"The three devils of the devil..."

It was Song Guichan. After hearing this sentence, his eyes were slightly condensed and thoughtful.

If there are three descendants of the demon, there is no doubt that only one can become a true demon!

The fairy on this Tianchi Lake gave up the magical inheritance, fearing that it would give up the opportunity to become a demon.

In this case, isn’t the chance of the two remaining demons in the world to be great?

Those two people are already destined in the midst of it, or are they choosing the right person?

"It's time to clean up the mess..."

Without much words, the repairs quickly recovered their minds, and looked around, ready to clean up the mess. But when the gods sensed, Fang Fang suddenly found a person, hurriedly flew up and rushed in one direction. Then he stopped and his eyes fell on him. Just ten minutes in front of him, sitting on the figure, this person seems to be extremely miserable, his body is ragged, many places have exposed bones, wounds, and magical enthusiasm, Even if his body is constantly squirming and trying to recover, but under the erosion of the magic, the wound is getting deeper and deeper and cannot be aggregated.

"Whirring whirring"

All the Fengtianmeng monks who had swept over had pressed their bodies and their eyes fell on him.

He hasn't died yet...

The fairy tales of the fairy tales are murderous, and the genius of the genius of the genius is self-destructive, igniting the magical tide. In addition to Xiao Xue, the **** of the gods, other people, including the Buddhist disciples and the gods, have hid in the small world, but this small The immortal world does not accept the heavens, the land does not, the equivalent of the hard life to resist the full power of the magical raging, I thought he would be broken, but actually still alive!

Just looking at his appearance, but it has also been extremely miserable, and the oil has dried up.

After all, when the magical raging, but close to the terrorist power of the funeral magic cloud, the real fairy is not necessarily able to resist!

He can survive, it is already an amazing thing.

"The little fairy world is rumored to be a tiger, and sin must die!"

All the repairs are fixed to look at this person, silent, empty, and put a big stick, they will go up to kill a stick.

Xiaoxianjie’s murderous murderer apparently perceives the sinister danger. He quietly opened the scorpion that was full of blood and looked at the intricately complicated meditations in front of him, but did not say anything, as if he had already accepted his life, too lazy to Say one more word.

"First wait!"

The party suddenly stopped to stop, and the empty-eyed hesitantly put down the big stick in his hand. Some did not understand. How did this devil's head be soft at this time? Fang Xing did not have time to explain. He fixed the look of Xiaoxianjie’s descendants. Suddenly he raised a trick, and the skull was sacrificed again. His mouth was wide, and Yaochi’s little princess took an ignorant woman. come out……

Qingling Fairy!

Because of the cultivation and forgetting the heavens, the fairy goddess of the gods was taken away by the fairy tales!

"Take her up!"

Fang Xing pointed to Qingling Fairy, the sound is simply: "If you dare to say that it is not cured, I will immediately turn you into a meat sauce!"

"I... can return the true spirit to her!"

The little fairy circles pass by gently, and some hard voices are heard. When you open your mouth, there will be blood falling from the corners of your mouth.

Fang Xing and others immediately stood up and frowned, locked in his body.

Xiaoxianjie’s descendants clearly have something to say, probably after waiting for the party to make this request, he is willing to put forward his own conditions, and all the repairs are a little sinking. This son can survive under the ravages of magic. It is really terrible, and now he seems to be seriously injured, but it will not be aroused, but the conditions that such people have to come up with are afraid that it is not easy to deal with!

The sect of the fairy tales did put forward the conditions, but the conditions were surprisingly simple.

"Can you answer a few questions?"

His eyes were a little bit difficult to fall on the side of the square, gently opening.

Fang Xing also apparently bowed, and then waved his hand and said: "There is a fart!"

Xiaoxianjie’s descendants did not care, but smiled slightly and helplessly, and then sighed low.

"Can Tianyuan win the Protoss?"

Xiaoxianjie passed on the door and asked questions that were surprisingly simple.

Fang Xing did not want to answer: "Of course I can win..."

The smile on the face of Xiaoxianjie’s passer was somewhat bitter. He listened to the answer of the party and did not worry at all, but he still asked very seriously: “Why do you say this? The court is big, there are ten gods in the sky. There are countless people, every **** tyrannical, and even the **** of the Lord, the strength is unfathomable, fear is enough to shoulder the immortal king... and now Tianyuan, even the true fairy is hard to see a, above the Yuan Ying realm, enough to with the Protoss The people who are fighting for the battle are full, and how many? You...what do you think can win?"

This question directly fell down the side of the question, this involved the overall situation and the strength of the analysis of the problem he knows, even thought of not thought about it, but his mind turned very fast, the answer is very unreasonable : "Because I am here!"

This answer can be said to be awkward, but the fairy tales have heard it, but if you think about it...

"Because ‘I’ is there?”

"If there is ‘I’, there will be people who resist, and every time there is a ‘I’, Tianyuan will have more resistance!”

"And in our little fairy world, we put this ‘I’ on the side of the court...”

"If Tianyuan has more of our fairyland, can it really win a few more points?"

"..."

A seriously injured person sitting there screamed, the scene was very strange, no one opened the field, the eyes were complicated.

It was a square trip, and some of them were anxious and said: "I answered the question, save people!"

"Not yet..."

The descendant of Xiaoxianjie refused, and shook his head gently.

When the party was angry, it was forced to go forward, but the descendants of Xiaoxianjie quickly said the following sentence: "Your answer I understand, but still can't solve my doubts in my heart. Faith is one thing, But the disparity in power is another matter. Even if there are countless you in Tianyuan, what about it? It’s just that you can’t beat it. Why do we recognize the fate in the fairy world, but you have been going to be like a fool. Is it against the gods? Is this doing the rescue of Tianyuan, or is it in the midst of a disaster?"

Fang Xing has a thought to discuss with him, cold a face, ten fingers, "squeaky", ready to start.

Xiaoxianjie’s descendants suddenly said: “If you want to convince me, just make a bet!”

His look looks extremely embarrassing, but his eyes are unusually bright: "If you win, I will give you a big creation!" (To be continued.)

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