Chapter 1056 Who Wants My Inheritance?

Although Fang Yue has some tricks, he is still somewhat powerless in the face of absolute state suppression.

"Is it?"

Fang Yue also smiled coldly, this volley of thousands of arrows was just an introduction.

The real trump card is still waiting for the shaman cultivator of the Hungry Ghost Path.

"confusion!"

Fang Yue performed another witchcraft that few people have seen.

The evil ghost was struck and immediately stopped in mid-air.

Their bodies are no longer controlled by the hungry ghost shaman cultivators, but have fallen into a state of chaos.

The shaman cultivator of the Hungry Ghost Path felt a thump in his heart, secretly thinking that it was not good.

Fang Yue had already taken action again, pointed at the shaman cultivator of the Hungry Ghost Path, and said softly: "Attract!"

In an instant, dozens of evil ghosts rushed towards the witch cultivator of the Hungry Ghost Path.

They all had ferocious faces, eager to skin and dig out the bones of the witch cultivator of the Hungry Ghost Realm, as if they had different kinds of hatred!

"Ah! You can't do this. You are all summoned by me from the underworld. I am your master. You must obey my words and will!"

The witch cultivator of the Hungry Ghost Realm roared hysterically, but his voice had no impact at all on the evil spirits that had become extremely vicious.

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

The shaman cultivator of the Hungry Ghost Path fought hand to hand, but was defeated by the many evil ghosts he summoned and was eventually torn into pieces alive.

"It's such a pity! The body is not complete, and it has no value as a sacrifice! I should be more gentle next time."

The shaman cultivator of the Hungry Ghost Path died, and many of the evil ghosts he summoned also disappeared and returned to the underworld.

Fang Yue stepped on the fragments of the corpse of the Hungry Ghost Taoist sorcerer, looked at the blood and corpses on the ground, and couldn't help but mutter to himself.

Fang Yue's face was harmless to humans and animals, showing no signs of cruelty and violence. However, his strange methods and the bloody scenes left after the battle made all the bystanders around him shudder!

The storage bag left by the shaman cultivator of the Hungry Ghost Path should naturally become Fang Yue's trophy.

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

For a moment, the surroundings were silent, and no one dared to stand out.

For practitioners at the heaven and earth level, it is very humiliating to condescend to deal with a junior witch cultivator who is just on the second small step of the Yiding realm, and there is not much in Fang Yue that is worthy of being coveted by a strong person at the heaven and earth level. thing.

As for practitioners at the innate realm, they are ready to move.

But even if they take action, they may not be Fang Yue's opponent.

Whether it was Marquis Tianwu or the guy from the Hungry Ghost Path just now, they were both typical examples of what they had learned from the past.

"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 once again stepped into the vast tomb.

The tombstones of these large tombs suddenly look like forests.

But this time, Fang Yue walked among them, but it did not resonate with more tombstones.

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

Fang Yue walked among the tombstones for a long time, but there was no big tomb that resonated with him.

Some of the onlookers couldn't help but chuckle: "Fang Yue, you can't be greedy. It's a rare blessing to be inherited by a big tomb! It's impossible for all this good thing to belong to your family. You should be accommodating. Just accept it!”

"That's right, Fang Yue! Your luck has run out and you have obtained the inheritance from more than a dozen large tombs. You should be content and find a place where no one is around to refine it safely. Your harvest may allow you to reach the peak in a short time. Entering the realm of heaven and earth! This is already an unimaginable gain for you. Being greedy will only make you lose everything!"

The voices of dissuasion continued to fall.

Fang Yue bared his teeth and smiled.

He looked back at the onlookers, couldn't help but clasped his fists and said, "Thank you for your kind reminder. Since none of these tombstones choose me again, I'm relieved!"

When Fang Yue said these words, many people's hearts suddenly lurched.

What do Fang Yue's words mean?

Why would he feel relieved if there was no tombstone to choose him again?

Everyone's doubts have not yet been completely resolved.

Fang Yue had already taken action brazenly again.

He suddenly smashed down towards the outermost tombstone of the Yiding Great Witch.

With a bang, the tombstone collapsed and shattered in all directions.

"this is okay too?"

Someone swallowed involuntarily.

There was a thud, as if a heart suddenly dropped.

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 his red mouth and white teeth, and his smile was full of brilliance.

The Wuding tripod fell, revealing the dark mouth of the tripod.

An irresistible suction force suddenly surged, and the great witch was directly included in it.

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

There was no response to the sacrifice this time. But Fang Yue clearly sensed the origin of the remnant soul of the great witch, which gave the body of the Fang family ancestors in the endless years a negligible replenishment!

The treasures under the tomb are revealed.

Fang Yue copied it out with one hand and put it away!

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

Savage, rude, and unscrupulous!

The same words appeared in people's minds involuntarily.

This ferocious look, does it mean that he doesn't take the Heavenly Witch Tomb seriously at all?

"So, this works?!"

Next to him, there was a ninth-level body cultivator in the Xiantian Realm who was ready to move. If he couldn't get the inheritance, he would intercept it by force.

He imitated Fang Yue and punched a tombstone of a Ding Great Witch beside him.

The fist shadow fell.

With a bang, the ninth-level body cultivator in the Xiantian Realm was bounced away alive.

Half of his arm was almost shattered by the recoil, while the tombstone was intact.

"Idiot!"

An elder of the man who made the move covered his face.

To defeat cleverness with force, you need to have absolute strength as support.

Not everyone who wants to do it can do it.

"I'll try too!"

Another cultivator stood up unwillingly. This person was already standing on the fifth small step of the Heaven and Earth Realm. The tombstone he chose was also the tombstone of a great witch.

He summoned a stone tower and gently lifted it with his palm.

The stone tower floated in the air and suddenly enlarged. From the size of a baby's fist, it seemed like a real tower in a blink of an eye.

The stone tower fell towards the tombstone.

The tombstone did not move at all.

And in the depths of the destination, a beam of purple lightning quickly fell down.

The lightning fell.

The cultivator at the Heaven and Earth Realm level did not even have time to react before he turned into a cold body, with his head and body separated.

Blood gushed out from his neck like a fountain.

"Good opportunity!"

Fang Yue's eyes glowed with a faint green light.

He seemed to be a nimble ape, shuttling through the crowd and appearing next to the cultivator at the Heaven and Earth Realm level whose head and body were separated.

"Sacrifice!"

This cultivator at the level of Heaven and Earth Realm had just died, and his vitality was still surging in his body, and his soul had never left his body. This was the best sacrifice.

Wu Ding sucked this guy's soul into it, and his movements were crisp and neat.

Wu Ding refined it, and the sacrifice began.

Sanskrit sounds sang one after another.

The soul and body of the cultivator at the Heaven and Earth Realm were all transformed into the purest source of power, and were thrown into the depths of the endless river of time.

This sacrifice still had no feedback.

It was as if the ancestors of the Fang family had all fallen silent at the same time.

But Fang Yue could vaguely feel that his ancestors had obtained this source, which was used to restore their strength and continue fighting.

In the depths of the endless river of time.

In an ancient world that had been cut off.

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

The heaven and earth had been bombarded to pieces, and the broken weapons and short spears rose and fell in the void.

The broken limbs rose and fell in the chaos.

A figure was as tall as an insurmountable mountain. His eyes were tightly closed, his lips were cracked, and his skin was as dry and hard as a walnut skin.

"Fang Han, you better surrender! Under my Purgatory Chaos Formation of Destroying the Demon Clan, even the world has been refined and destroyed! How long can you hold on with your perseverance and soul?"

Another equally tall figure was suspended in the sky. He was looking down at Fang Han, with a completely superior attitude of a victor.

However, he did not dare to approach Fang Han. The trace of fear in his eyes betrayed his true emotions.

Even though Fang Han was already at the end of his strength, he still did not dare to approach easily.

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

Fang Han still had his eyes tightly closed and was indifferent to the man's persuasion.

Surrounding him were 30 million warriors of the Destroying Demon Clan chanting together.

These warriors of the Destroying Demon Clan, even the weakest one, were strong men in the Saint Realm of the outside world.

The dark inscriptions that were born from the chanting were about the size of an adult's palm. Billions of inscriptions enveloped Fang Han's body. They were constantly eroding and refining him.

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

Large groups of warriors of the Destruction Demon Clan suffered backlash, their bodies exploded, and they disappeared into blood mist, their souls scattered.

Behind them, teams of warriors of the Destruction Demon Clan filled the positions of those who were killed.

In this way, the two sides confronted each other, and the result was completely that both sides suffered losses.

The leader of the Destruction Demon Clan who had persuaded them to surrender was also trembling.

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

However, Fang Han has never been replenished, while their warriors of the Destruction Demon Clan are endless.

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

Those who are trying to stop the Destruction Demon Clan will eventually fall and become their stepping stones.

Insignificant source power descended from the darkness.

Originally, Fang Han had been silent, but a faint hope suddenly emerged in his desperate heart.

He could feel that one of his extremely weak descendants was constantly infusing him with power through sacrifice.

Although this power was so small that it could almost be ignored.

However, the source power after being tempered by the sacrifice could replenish his body's consumption bit by bit.

"My descendants are still holding on! I have no reason to give up!"

Fang Han's heart rekindled the flame of hope.

As long as the bloodline of the Fang family survives, these abominable demons of destruction will not be allowed to set foot on the territory of the Ten Thousand Worlds!