Chapter 1064: Who wants my heritage?

Although Fang Yue had a little trick, he was still a little weak in the face of absolute realm suppression.

"Is it?"

Fang Yue also smiled coldly, the ten thousand arrows shot out, but it was just an introduction.

The real killer is still waiting for the sorcerer of this hungry ghost road.

"confusion!"

Fang Yue was another witchcraft that was rarely seen.

The evil spirits were attacked, and immediately stopped in mid-air.

Their bodies were no longer under the control of the Hungry Ghost Dao and Wu Xiu, but fell into a state of chaos.

The Hungry Ghost Dao's Wu Xiu snorted in his heart, the secret path is not good.

Fang Yue had already made another move, pointed at Wu Xiu of the Hungry Ghost Road, and whispered, "Attract!"

In an instant, dozens of evil spirits rushed towards the Wu Xiu of Hungry Ghost Road.

They have hideous faces one by one, and they can't wait to skin and dig the bones of the witchcraft of the hungry ghost road, as if they have different hatreds!

"Ah! You can't do this, you are all summoned by me from the underground mansion, and I am your master. You must listen to my words and will!"

The sorcerer of the hungry ghost road roared hysterically, but his voice had no influence on those evil spirits who had become vicious.

The sharp ghost claws and sharp teeth have all become weapons of killing.

The sorcerer of the Hungry Ghost Road fought close and fought, but was inferior to the many evil spirits he had summoned and was eventually torn apart.

"It's really a pity! The corpse is incomplete, and even the value of sacrifice is gone! Next time, I should be more gentle."

The witch cultivator of Hungry Ghost Road fell, and many evil spirits he summoned also disappeared and returned to the underworld.

Fang Yue stepped on the fragments of the corpse of the Hungry Ghost Dao, looking at the blood and corpses on the ground, and couldn't help muttering to himself.

Fang Yue's face is harmless to humans and animals, and he can't see the slightest cruel and violent appearance, but his strange methods and the **** scenes left after the battle make everyone around bystanders feel shuddering!

The storage bag left by the Witch Xiu of Hungry Ghost Road should have become Fang Yue's trophy.

Fang Yue rubbed his storage bag and whispered to himself: "Who still wants the inheritance from me?"

For a while, there was silence around, no one dared to be on the top.

For practitioners at the heaven and earth realm level, condescending and condescending to deal with a witchcraft junior on the second small step of the Yiding realm is very embarrassing, and Fang Yue does not have much to covet from the strong at the heaven and earth realm. thing.

As for the practitioners of the Innate Realm level, even though he was about to move.

But even if they make a shot, they may not be Fang Yue's opponent.

Whether it is Tian Wuhou or the buddy who was hungry ghost just now, they are all typical lessons learned.

"It seems that no one wants my treasures and inheritance! Then I will continue to obtain my inheritance and dig out my treasures!"

Fang Yue stepped into the large tomb again.

The tombstones of these large tombs suddenly resemble forests.

But this time, Fang Yue walked through it, but it did not evoke the resonance of more tombstones.

Fang Yue has obtained more than ten inheritances, and the other great witches are no longer willing to choose him.

Fang Yue shuttled among the tombstones for a long while, but no large tomb resonated with it.

Some of the onlookers could not help but chuckle: "Fang Yue, you can't be insatiable. It is a rare good thing to get the inheritance of a large tomb! This good thing, it is impossible to all belong to your family, you should be good. Just accept it!"

"Yes, Fang Yue! Your luck is exhausted, and you have inherited more than ten large tombs. You should be content, find a place where no one is left, and refining with peace of mind. Your harvest may be able to make you rush in a short time. Entering the level of the heaven and earth realm! This is already an unimaginable gain for you, more greedy will only make you lose everything!"

The voices of persuasion continued to fall.

Fang Yue barked his teeth and smiled.

He looked back at the onlookers and couldn't help but clasp his fists and said, "Thank you for your kind reminder, since none of these tombstones have chosen me again, then I can rest assured!"

Fang Yue said this, many people's hearts are suddenly bright.

What does Fang Yue mean?

What does it mean to choose him without a tombstone? He is relieved!

Everyone's doubts have not completely fallen.

Fang Yue had already acted outrageously again.

He slammed down toward the tombstone of a great witch in the outermost periphery.

With a bang, the tombstone collapsed, scattered and broken.

"this is okay too?"

Someone swallowed involuntarily.

There was a grunt, as if a heart crashed down.

Under the tombstone, the remnant soul of a great witch with an angry face emerged, and roared angrily at Fang Yue: "Junior, what do you want to do?"

"Living sacrifice!"

Fang Yue showed red mouth and white teeth, and there was a brilliant smell in his smile.

Wu Ding fell, revealing the mouth of the black hole.

An irresistible suction suddenly surged, directly incorporating the great witch.

The remnant soul of the great witch was sacrificed alive, turned into a gray light and spread into the depths of endless time.

There was no response to this sacrifice. But Fang Yue clearly sensed the origin of the remnant soul of the great witch, allowing the body of the ancestors of the Fang family in the depths of endless years to receive a slight supplement!

The treasure tank below the tomb was exposed.

Fang Yue copied it out and put it away!

In this way, a place of inheritance disappeared, and even the wealth in it was taken away alive by Fang Yue like a little bandit.

Brutal, rough, and unscrupulous!

The same vocabulary popped up in people's minds involuntarily.

Does this ferocious look have not put this witch's tomb in the slightest?

"It turns out that this is fine?!"

Next to him, there was a body repairer on the ninth level of the Innate Realm who was about to move and couldn't get the inheritance, so he intercepted it forcibly.

He learned that Fang Yue slammed the tombstone of Yiding Dawu with a punch.

The shadow of the fist fell.

With a bang, the body repair of the ninth level of the Xiantian realm was flew by a live bullet.

Half of his arm was almost shattered by the shock, but the tombstone was unscathed.

"moron!"

An elder who shot the man covered his face.

Breaking by force requires absolute strength as a support.

It is not that whoever wants to do it can do it.

"I'll try it too!"

Another practitioner was unwilling to stand up. This person was already standing on the fifth step of the heaven and earth realm. The tombstone he chose was also that of a great witch.

He summoned a stone tower and held his palm lightly.

The stone tower was floating in the air and suddenly enlarged, from the size of a baby's fist, it seemed to be a real tower in the blink of an eye.

The stone tower shook down towards the tombstone.

The tombstone did not move.

And in the depths of that purpose, a beam of purple electric light quickly cut down.

Electric light cut off.

That day, the practitioners at the realm level didn't even have the time to react, but they turned into a cold body with a strange body.

Blood gushes from his neck like a fountain.

"good chance!"

Fang Yue's eyes glowed, green light faintly.

He seemed to be a dexterous ape, traveling through the crowds, and appeared beside the cultivator at the heaven and earth level in a different place.

"Sacrifice!"

The cultivator at this level of heaven and earth has just died, the vitality in the body is still surging, and the soul has never left the body, this is the best sacrifice.

Wu Ding sucked this guy's soul into it, and the action was simply and neat.

Wuding refining, the sacrifice begins.

Sanskrit sounds sang.

That day, the soul and body of the practitioners of the terrain turned into the purest source of strength, and they were plunged into the depths of the endless river of time.

There is still no feedback for this sacrifice.

It was as if the ancestors of the Fang family were silent by coincidence.

However, Fang Yue could vaguely feel that his ancestors had obtained this source, and used it to restore strength and continue fighting.

Deep in the endless river of time.

In an ancient world that has been cut off.

The entire world has evolved into a land of chaos and destruction.

The world has been bombarded to the ground, and the remnants of the halberd, floating in the void.

The stump and broken arm rose and fell in the chaos.

A figure is towering, like an insurmountable mountain. His eyes are closed, his lips are chapped, and his skin is as dry and hard as walnut skin.

"Fang Han, you still succumb! Under my purgatory chaos that destroyed the demon race, even the world has been refined and destroyed! How long can you last with your perseverance and soul?"

Another similarly majestic figure was suspended high in the air, looking down at Fang Han, completely in the posture of a victor from above.

However, he dared not get close to Fang Han, the trace of fear in his eyes betrayed his true emotions.

Even if Fang Han has become the end of the crossbow, he still dare not approach easily.

He was worried that Fang Han's dying counterattack would drag himself into the bottomless abyss.

Fang Han was still indifferent to persuading that person with his eyes closed.

Around 30 million soldiers who destroyed the demons sang together.

These warriors who destroy the demons, even the weakest one, are strong in the realm of saints outside.

The dark black inscriptions that were born out of chanting were about the size of an adult's palm, and hundreds of millions of inscriptions enveloped Fang Han's body. It is constantly eroding and refining to him.

Occasionally, Fang Han's body trembled slightly, and the inscriptions collapsed.

The warriors who destroyed the demons suffered a backlash, their bodies burst into pieces, disappeared into blood mist, and their souls scattered.

Behind, a team of destroyers of the Demon Race fill the position of the killed.

In this way, the two sides are facing each other, which is completely the result of losing both sides.

The leader of the Destruction Demon Race who had persuaded him to surrender was also heartbroken.

To kill Fang Han, they also need to pay an extremely heavy price.

However, Fang Han is still unable to get supplements, and their fighters to destroy the demons are constantly flowing.

Relying on the skill of water milling, Fang Han will definitely be wiped out in the end.

Those who prevent them from destroying the Demon Race will eventually fall and become their stepping stones.

A series of insignificant sources of power descended from within.

Originally, Fang Han was silent, and a faint hope suddenly emerged from his desperate heart.

He could feel that one of his very weak offspring was constantly instilling strength into him by means of sacrifices.

Although this power is so small that it is almost negligible.

However, the power of the origin after tempering through sacrifices can make up for his body's consumption.

"My junior, still insisting! I have no reason to give up!"

Fang Han's heart rekindled the flame of hope.

As long as the blood of the Fang family is immortal, these heinous destruction demons are not allowed to set foot in the territory of ten thousand realms!