Chapter 1180 is still a spike
Under the leadership of the commander Luo Hu, the Blood Shura Legion directly pierced the formation of Zixiaomen practitioners, cutting them all the way from the middle to the end.
At one point the scene seemed extremely bloody.
There are tens of thousands of skeleton beasts in front, and there are seven killing gods strangling them... The mentality of these practitioners in Zixiaomen has completely collapsed...
This is also a chicken feather! In the end, is it still a dead end?
There is no way to go this way!
If they dare to do anything, it will be the end of the whole army!
"Get on! Get on me!"
"What the hesitation!"
"Kill Fang Fan, this young master will reward countless!"
"Idiot! Are so many of you rice buckets? Let you not attack! I will kill you! You bastards..."
The scene became very bloody at one point! The waves of beheadings are heart-stopping!
sonorous...
boom……
Suddenly, an attack struck, and the body of Zhu Hui, the young sect master of Zixiaomen, flew out. His body had already started to crack, and a trace of blood shot out.
"puff……"
The young master of Zixiao Sect, Zhu Hui, spit out a mouthful of blood, looking at everything in front of him in disbelief, and his eyes couldn't help showing a look of anger.
He...he didn't block a single move!
What kind of existence are these people wearing blood-colored armor!
How can they be so powerful! When it comes to fighting, it is a bloody storm, and it is not sloppy at all.
Seeing that the lineup of their Zixiaomen practitioners had collapsed, Zhu Hui, the young master of Zixiaomen, showed a look of fear in his eyes.
"Block, block me! Block me all!"
Zhu Hui howled, trying to buy himself some time to escape.
"Young Sect Master has been hit hard!"
"Mad... this rubbish! How did you scold us before? You are a dog now!"
"Haha! I knew we were going to attack. He was the young sect master, and he was defeated by these blood-clothed men. What can we do? We are also very helpless! Who can beat this? Isn't it a death to go up? Instead of going up to die... let's... run... run away! Evacuate quickly!"
"Young sect master is still surrounded by enemies, we... can't be saved?"
"What kind of young sect master, he killed himself, can you blame us? If we go, we can save him? Anyway, he is dead, but we still have hope... I can't be He was brought to death!"
"Indeed, everyone, run!"
...
One after another excited roars came, and the practitioners in Zixiaomen ran to tell each other, and then ran towards the gap without looking back. At this moment, they just wanted to save the dog's life! As for those who attack Shenma, what does it have to do with them?
The loyalty to Zixiaomen has long since vanished!
More than a thousand Zixiaomen practitioners were instantly defeated!
There are deserters from Zixiaomen practitioners everywhere.
"Lord, do you want to hunt down..."
Garen walked over with a big sword in hand, his face full of blood, with a look of excitement.
In the wave just now, many people with high sin values entered the ancestral prison, and his technique as a heavenly court jailer is now more and more proficient!
By imprisoning creatures with high sin values in the ancestral prison, they can be refined into spirits. When refined into pure energy, they can be directly used for Galen to increase combat power, and even promote the level of the great sword in his hand!
If there are enough creatures with high sin value refined and enough pure energy accumulated, it may not be impossible to upgrade the divine position!
The ninth-class Heavenly Court jailer is just the beginning!
Above, there are more high-level gods!
For example, the eighth-level celestial warden... the seventh-level celestial prisoner...
The future can be expected!
Fang Fan looked at Galen and smiled indifferently: "No need to chase, those are just scumbags, the value of chasing and killing is not great..."
"By the way, keep the life of the young sect master of Zixiao Sect for me, don't rush to kill it first."
Fang Fan specially reminded, and then ran directly towards the distance.
There was a man lying here, blood was gushing out from his chest, and his hands were pressing tightly against his chest, as if he wanted to stop the churning blood.
There are naturally some effects. If it weren't for this crazy desire to survive, he might have already died.
Of course, although the current state is still alive, in general, it is not much different from being dead.
"Nie Yan?"
Fang Fan called directly to the young man in front of him.
This guy is the sincere servant of the young master of Zixiaomen who had a high appearance rate before.
Time and time again to stop the young master of Zixiao Sect from going to death...
Just before, Fang Fan saw him being stabbed in the chest with a sword by the young sect master of Zixiao Sect.
I thought I was dead, but I didn't expect that I would still be alive in the end...
This powerful desire to survive even surprised Fang Fan.
"Want to live?"
"If you want to live, hold this emperor-level healing card in your hand!"
Fang Fan silently took out an emperor-level healing card and said immediately.
"Live...I want to live..."
"use……"
Nie Yan, who was originally like a corpse, suddenly trembled, and with an excited expression, he held the emperor-level healing card in his hand.
He had also been fortunate enough to participate in the auction of the Tianyu Chamber of Commerce before, and he was no stranger to the emperor-level healing card. He naturally knew that this emperor-level healing card was invaluable! There are trillions of top-quality divine crystals at every turn!
After using the emperor-level healing card, the sincere slave Nie Yan of Zixiaomen gradually returned to normal, but there was still some horror in his eyes from time to time...
He didn't quite understand Fang Fan's purpose of saving him.
Because they are enemies!
"Why save me?"
Nie Yan stood up silently, then took a deep breath and said.
"Because... I cherish talent!"
"Why did you try your best to stop the young sect master of Zixiao Sect from attacking me just now?"
"I have a lot of treasures and divine crystals on me, don't you feel a little bit moved?"
"And this is the secret realm of Chentian. Our cultivation level is limited to the one-star emperor realm. What are you afraid of? There are only dozens of people around me, and there are thousands of people in your Zixiaomen!"
Fang Fan narrowed his eyes and asked in surprise, this is what surprised him the most. From this perspective, this question seems very important.
"Hehe... I already knew you weren't that simple..."
"The big boss Fang Fan who shook the entire Chentian City, how can he be an idle person!"
"I don't know if you want to believe it or not. I was born with some hunch about the future..."
"At that time, I had a hunch that if I chose to be your enemy, Zixiaomen would be in great trouble!"
"I have tried my best, but unfortunately I still haven't saved the final situation..."
Nie Yan glanced at the corpses around him, with a look of pity on his face.
"Premonition?"
Fang Fan was stunned...
Is this thing still predictable?
Can you predict the future? Is there such a bizarre thing?
"Ding! Detected the exclusive matching characters of the Fengshenbang, Tianji Xingxing, and released the exclusive task of the Fengshenbang [Recruiting Tianji Xingxin]!"
"Task introduction: The young man in front of him has the ability to predict the future. He is also the best sealer of the Heavenly Secret Star Disciple. Please choose to recruit him to your command!"
"Task time limit: three days!"
"Mission reward: The seventh-rank rank of the gods on the Conferred God Ranking is unlocked, and can be directly sealed to an exclusive character! Reward an exclusive auction slot for the auction system!"
"Mission punishment: The Ranking of Gods is temporarily closed for a hundred years!"
"Remarks: God is a great and powerful supplier, and gathering talents from all over the world for his own use is the foundation of development and growth!"
A system sound came, Fang Fan subconsciously blinked...
There is still such a task!
According to the description of the task of the dog system, this Nie Yan in front of him really has a foreshadowing of the future, you?
A celestial star believer? Seventh grade god position? This is the highest god position Fang Fan has seen so far in the Conferred God Ranking!
In fact, the reason why Fang Fan rescued this Nie Yan was that he wanted to recruit him from the very beginning, but he didn't expect the system to help him.
"Hey... I know you definitely don't believe it..."
"I know it all... It's impossible for normal people to believe it!"
"But I really have such a hunch! And every hunch I have is right..."
"Sometimes I feel like a weird person..."
As Nie Yan spoke, a distressed expression appeared on his face. This feeling of not being believed was really bad.
"Who said I don't believe you anymore..."
"I believe you have the magical ability to predict the future!"
"It's just that you are still in the initial stage. Many abilities cannot be directly displayed."
"But I believe that in the future, you may be able to become a great master of heaven!"
Fang Fan smiled slightly, not stingy with his praise.
"Join me under my command and become one of my subordinates!"
Fang Fantu saw that, and directly stated his purpose.
"Me? You recruit me?"
"I'm a practitioner of Zixiaomen..."
Nie Yan wriggled his mouth, and there was a look of hesitation in his eyes.
"So what?"
"Do you think you still need to go back to Zixiaomen?"
"Take up the sword and kill him."
Fang Fan waved his hand, and Galen walked over with a shivering young man.
"Don't...don't kill me...Nie Yan, good brother...you are my squire...no...you are my brother, don't kill me, let me go, please...I didn't mean to kill you. Yes, I regret it, there are still many good memories between us, right? You definitely don't want to kill me, don't you?"
The one who shivered naturally was Zhu Hui, the young master of Zixiao Sect.
Fang Fan had specially explained that he had saved his life before.
"killed?"
"I……"
Nie Yan took a breath and subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, until now he still hadn't turned around.
"What? Is there a problem?"
"He can kill you with a sword, why can't you kill him with a sword?"
"Kill him, join my command, I will give you a splendid future! I will treat you as a real brother!"
"Can't you predict the future? Don't you have a strong hunch? You can have a hunch about what will happen if you do this!"
Fang Fan looked at Nie Yan with burning eyes, and his eyes showed a look of anticipation.
Nie Yan lowered his head silently, with a confused look in his eyes.
He just tried to have a hunch about Fang Fan's future, but in the end, he found that it was blank.
It was as if... nothing could be foreseen.
This was the first time Nie Yan had encountered such a thing.
All the people he encountered, whether they were strong or weak, whether they were high-ranking people or cultivators in the fields, he could more or less have a premonition of something. Although it was not detailed, it at least felt a little bit.
And his premonition for Fang Fan was like a sea of stars, there was no trace, and everything seemed to be imprisoned.
"What kind of existence is this..."
"It is said that he is from the Luminous Sun galaxy... Can a galaxy cultivate such a monster genius?"
"Faced with his solicitation... Should I choose to agree or refuse?"
Nie Yan's eyes changed for a while...
"Zixiaomen is kind to me, but over the years, I have avoided countless disasters for Zixiaomen... It can be regarded as a repayment! But Zhu Hui's sword has completely cut off the kindness... My heart has been broken. die!"
"Haha... that's also true! The elders of Zixiaomen who are kind to me, what do they have to do with him, Zhu Hui?"
"The sect master of Zixiaomen asked me to be Zhu Hui's squire. What's the purpose? Don't you still want to use me as a foreshadowing for his son?"
"Zi Xiaomen...there is nothing to be missed..."
"Maybe... I should live for myself once!"
Nie Yan stood up suddenly, silently took the long sword in Fang Fan's hand, with a determined look on his face, and then raised the sword high...
"Nie Yan! You bastard! You want to kill the Lord! What are you doing! You are just a lowly servant! You dare to touch me with a finger? My father won't let you go, Zixiaomen does not I will let you go, you are dead! You must die!"
"Don't...don't...I'm going to kill you! Kill you..."
click...
With a loud shout, Nie Yan shot!
The sword fell from the hand, and the head fell to the ground.
The pupils of Zhu Hui, the young master of Zixiaomen, were wide open, and he was obviously dead.
"Boss Fang Fan, I would like to serve you and serve you in order to avenge my life-saving grace and revenge!"
Nie Yan knelt down on one knee and said solemnly.
"In the future, you can just call me by my first name, you don't need to call me Fang Fan...!"
Fang Fan pouted, not knowing who called out first, Fang Fan is always the boss... It sounds weird.
"Name taboo? This is absolutely not allowed!"
"There should always be a superior and inferior one!"
"If Fang Fan doesn't dislike it, I... I would like to call you Lord like them!"
Nie Yan took a breath and said with burning eyes, looking a little excited, and the meaning expressed in the words was obvious.
When Nie Yan was sincere and willing to call Fang Fan the Lord, it showed that he had dedicated his loyalty.
"as you wish!"
Seeing the look of anticipation on his face full of tears, Fang Fan replied with a slight smile.
"Thank you... my lord!"
Nie Yan suddenly felt that he was no longer rootless duckweed, but had a strong sense of belonging.
Where the Lord is, is where he fights!
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the task [Recruiting Heavenly Secret Stars]!"
"Ding! Now start issuing the reward for the seventh-rank gods and stars to unlock! Reward an exclusive auction slot for the auction system!"
