Chapter 1209： Three hundred years earlier

"Just rely on the lower stage of your district, and dare to provoke me?"

The challenge of Fangxing is obviously too unexpected. Not only is it the Fengtian League, but even the night gods are amazed. After all, speaking of strength, he can always be above the top and never put his eyes on the eye. In the past, I have seen him so boldly, I have to compete with myself, and my heart has risen to a sense of absurdity, but these little things are not enough to be looked at by him, with whom, how to fight, For him, it was just a way. Instead, he did not even think about who to leave, but the difference between who killed and who killed him first. He immediately sneered: "Since you want to die, I I will send you on the road first!"

For other people, it is obviously a big thing for Fang Xing to challenge the night gods alone. But for the night gods, it is just a hand-to-hand effort. The void in the void is empty, and the blackness of a awning is broken. When it came, the black hand that had originally been photographed to Song Guichan was suddenly turned into the air, and it turned into a sharp, even shimmering black light, straight to the lonely. The square that stood in the void was cast, and the speed was just a short while!

"Be careful..."

"Little bandits are careful..."

This embarrassment, I do not know how many people drink, but even the subconscious will have to help.

"do not come!"

In this light stone fire, the black long is already approaching, only a trace of it has to wear the skull, but the square has opened five fingers, the hundred war spirits appeared in the palm, and then clenched tightly, change with his mind Heran into a huge bronze shield. The black spear was stabbed on the bronze shield. It didn’t break open, but it also slammed the shape of the square into the back, and it was only a few hundred feet. I stopped, but it’s obviously not my own, but those who want to help.

"I said that I want to marry him, you are still arbitrarily intervening..."

His face was serious and even a little bit annoyed. He hated and shouted to Da Jinwu and others: "I don't want to face?"

Da Jinwu and others heard the words and they were speechless.

When is this time, this **** actually thinks about face...

I have been mixed on the road for so many years. When did you have a face?

However, this serious face of Fang Xing finally made people realize that it was not a joke, and really did not want others to intervene!

I understood this in my heart. Although the expressions on the face were still full of puzzles, they looked at each other and slowly retreated backwards. They finally came to other people who had closed the door and quieted. The battle of the heart is just full of surprises in my heart. I don’t understand where the party is coming from, but I have the courage to fight with the gods of the night!

For the strength of the party, there is no doubt between the scenes, but it is to overestimate him, and it is impossible to fight the night god!

People have the power of the power of the immortal...

"Do you really want to fight with me?"

The night-time gods are obviously full of surprises, and their bodies are fluttering. They appear in the void not far from the square. It is like a ghost between the heavens and the earth between existence and non-existence, two cold-like eyes. Some accidentally looked at the side.

"Yes, it is to fight with you!"

The shape of the square line also flew up, and it was far away from the night god, and the expression was calm.

“Like a weak human race trying to provoke a powerful court?”

In front of the night gods, there was a faint smile. To some extent, the idea was the same as that of the Xiaoxianjie.

However, Fang Xing just whispered and shook his head: "Like the slaves of the past, the masters of the past!"

"Hey..."

The eyes of the night gods suddenly changed.

The years when the Protoss were once enslaved by the celestial beings are undoubtedly the pains of all the Protoss in their hearts. They themselves occasionally mention that they have not forgotten this hatred, but it is one thing to raise oneself and be challenged by the Terran. However, it is undoubtedly another matter, especially in the case of the sly smiles of Fang Xing, it is even more irritating to the heart of the night gods!

"The Great Immortal World is self-defeating, and Tianyuan is not alive, and the glory of your ancestors has no chance to be reproduced again..."

As the cold voice in the mouth said, the body of the night **** suddenly flashed, and in the blink of an eye came to the side of the square, a black big hand illusion, directly suppressed him, this seems simple and simple one The palm, there is an indescribable pressure, four sides of the void, endless night, as if instilled in this palm, as if holding the whole world, shot down.

Only this one-handed power, there is almost the power of the North Sea prisoner's heart of the seventy-eight percent of the day!

If you are in the North Sea on that day, I am afraid that there will be no qualifications for the hard line!

However, from the North Sea to the Pure Land, the party has repeatedly fought, and it has been refined, and it has already been a thing of the past!

I challenge the night gods, although there are reasons for not wanting to take the lives of friends around me. More importantly, I have a bit of conviction in my own heart. He feels that he is indeed qualified to fight with the night gods. The first person of this Shenting junior, who is deep in strength, is unclear. In the legend, he is the first person under the king of God. He also said that he has the power of Zhu Xian, but the observation and calculation of Fang Xing along the way. The true realm of this person should not reach the level of the true immortal in the eyes of the monks of Tianyuan...

He once saw this night-time **** son and the white-bone holy monk in the magical sacred world. At that time, he almost got a result. The strength of the night **** son should be almost the same as that of the white bone sage, even weak. The two played against each other twice, and the night gods were in a disadvantage, but even the white bones of the sacred prince also admitted that he could only suppress this at most, but he could not kill him or hurt him!

Of course, this does not represent the true strength of the night god. As the protoss, the greatest dependence is his blood. Presumably, in addition to the apparent appearance of the power, there are still some means of pressing the bottom of the box. And already...

As for those means, if you can't marry, no one can say no!

Anyway, before he was ready to take the shot, he also had preparations and left him with the means...

"The Law of the Great God..."

All kinds of thoughts in the heart just flashed past. The night gods and sons of the palm of the hand came very fast, and they didn’t want to do anything. They screamed coldly and called out a name of a supernatural power. Then there was a canopy on his head. The strange flame rose up. The fire and the sky, the heavens and the earth became pale, and there were several figures that appeared behind the party. One was the head of the head, the head of the twin-horned Tauren, and the other was pale. A slender woman in a white dress, and a middle-aged man in an ancient robe...

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

These people, the ghosts of the negative mountain, the nectar, the frosty patriarch, the ancient crane, etc., were summoned at this time!

boom!

When these ghosts were summoned, the body also burned a horrible flame, and the flame after the burning turned into a powerful force, directly blessing the body of the square, making his body breath not stop. The skyrocketing has already surpassed the low-level sacred sacred tribe that he has as a trio, and he has the ultimate strength, and his body shape is infinitely high. Then the sorcerer of the hundred wars changes, forming a magic sword and flying into his hand. Facing the palm of the night gods, the slap in the face!

"Is this the law of sacrifice?"

The night-time goddess' eyebrows are twisted, revealing deep hatred.

In his capacity, nature is no stranger to this saint's heart that has been passed down from the sacred palace. He even knows that Fang Xing was originally favored by the Lord of God by this method of mind, and he also explored through the influence of their nocturnal family. I have learned this mentality.

The predecessor of this ancient Sacred Heart Law is good. It was the ancient sacred sacred sacred in order to create a long-lived path, but it will gain a powerful and powerful force. The core of it is the word "sacrifice". There is a big sadness in it, but unfortunately, it fell into the hands of this demon, but it changed its appearance, and did not know how he did it. He actually used this "sacrifice" method of the longevity path with the magic means. The combination has become a "sacrificial" to others... Although there is still a bit of power, the idea is very different...

What he gave to the Lord is this changed method, it is not a good thing!

Especially for the Lord of God, what I originally wanted to get was the original ancient Sacred Heart Method, not the four, which is like the Lord God originally wanted to ask for a pill, and finally the Lingdan was taken, but it was mixed. Poison, can't be used at all...

It’s just that the night-time gods don’t understand that the Lord God has never been so sad about this magical hair.

Bang!

The one palm and the sword meet, like the intersection of heaven and earth, exudes an amazing rolling wave, hitting one side.

In this turbulent wave, the body of the night-old **** was slightly turned up, and it twisted and stabilized the figure.

The square was shocked by this palm, but it was only a hundred feet away, and then it rose again.

This time, the frontal confrontation, although the side of the line slightly fell, but it was a positive front.

"The district has been robbed of three times, but it can hardly pick up my palm..."

Don't say that the Fengtian League all the repairs have been shocked, and even the night gods are obviously a little surprised. They gently shake their heads, seeming to be emotional, and they seem to be amazed: "Tianyuan, Tianyuan, the hometown of all the fairy, Yuyu The heart, how much is there?"

In the mutter, the sun and the moon above his head are spinning faster and faster.

The strength of the years, his body shape has become more and more embarrassing, and more and more blurred...

"But the gap is the gap. God said, we have been in advance for three hundred years, and you have practiced for three hundred years..."

"Give you three hundred years, maybe you really have the strength to fight with us, but now... not enough!"

The words of the night-time **** son, lingering from the area where his body shape is, with a scorn, even sneer.

"Tell me again..."

"The legend of the world, I have the power of the immortal, it is actually a fake..."

"But I really... swallowed the fairy!" (To be continued.)

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