Fang Xi looked around, smiled softly, chose a chair and sat down.
With his cultivation in the middle stage of integration, he is by no means a weakling among the monks who are mostly in the early stage of integration. In addition, most of the integration monks are well-informed people, so both sides are sending friendly looks and smiles.
He nodded in response, his eyes resting on a white-haired old man wearing a robe of ten thousand stars for a moment, and then he began to close his eyes and rest.
I don't know how much time passed before Fang Xi suddenly opened her eyes.
Boom!
The main entrance to the main hall was closed, and bronze lamps filled with ten thousand years of shark oil were lit, illuminating the hall as if it were daytime.
At this time, there were more than eighty combined old monsters gathered together, and on the main seat, beside King Kong, there were two more monks.
One of the old men wearing colorful feathers, Fang Xi naturally knew, he was Wuxingzi!
However, it was Fang Xi who had a rift with the other party. 'Qing Hezi' still had no grievances and had no grudges. He glanced at him and passed by.
Then, it fell on the exquisite girl wearing black armor, purple hair and black eyes, with a temperament like a ghostly epiphyllum.
"The demon cultivator at the peak of integration... turns out Mo Yunzi is this person?"
Fang Xi looked at it twice and felt that Mo Yunzi's skin was so fair that it almost glowed, and his eyes were like whirlpools, and it seemed like he was sucking his own sight into them. She couldn't help but feel shocked.
Mo Yunzi looked over with awareness, and when he saw Fang Xi, he actually smiled.
Fang Xi felt the real demonic energy in her body that said, "He transformed into the Emperor Zizi to control all the real demonic skills of all spirits" stirred slightly, and knew in her heart that the demonic skills practiced by this woman must also be quite advanced.
Maybe it’s the ‘Tianmo Zhengzong’!
'No wonder this woman didn't sprint to the Mahayana... Demonic cultivators who practice the authentic skills of the Heavenly Demon, in addition to the Mahayana Immortal Thunder Tribulation, there is an additional layer of 'Devil Tribulation'. The Heavenly Demon's seizure of the foundation is no joke...'
Mo Yunzi can sense him, and it is obvious that the magic skills he cultivates are not trivial, and he has even more bizarre abilities.
Just as Fang Xi was thinking in her mind, a figure flashed in the hall. A three-foot-long monk with two boy buns stood in the air, looking down at the many fused monks.
"I've met Senior Qingxu!"
A group of integrated monks immediately stood up and saluted under the leadership of three human race disciples.
"That's all..."
Qingxu boy waved his hands and looked very impatient: "Before the human race conference begins, I would like to say a few things... First, I have confirmed the news a few days ago that one of the seven great saints of the demon race, the 'Great Sage Lu Xing'
Beheaded..."
"good!"
Even though this was not the first time they heard this news, many fusion monks still applauded.
The seven great saints of the demon clan are at the peak of their combined cultivation, and they have killed countless human masters.
Now that they heard about the death of the great sage Lu Xing, naturally everyone was very happy.
"The second thing..."
Qingxu boy looked at Fang Xi and said solemnly: "After discussion between me and several Taoist friends, the war is imminent, and the position of the fifth son cannot be left vacant... Qinghezi, you will temporarily take the position of the fifth son of the human race!"
As soon as these words came out, Fang Xi felt that she had become the center of attention in the hall.
Many doubts, envy, admiration, jealousy... the eyes seemed to melt themselves.
Under the intersection of many tyrannical auras, if it were a combined monk, his liver and gallbladder might be broken at this time.
On the main seat, Jingangzi, Wuxingzi and Moyunzi were all silent, obviously they had already received the news.
At this time, he also looked at Fang Xi up and down with a scrutinizing gaze.
"Senior Qingxu, the fifth son of the human race, is the highest honor of our human race, and the seed of the Mahayana... Is it too much..."
An old man in black who was in the middle stage of integration frowned.
"Hmph... Ever since Mayfly, I didn't agree with any duel selection from the beginning. As a result, now, the most promising fortune teller has failed..."
Qingxu boy snorted coldly: "In addition to the selection of the five human race sons from the bottom up, there are also Mahayana monks who discuss it together. Why, you don't accept it?"
"Junior dare not..."
Some cold sweat immediately broke out on the forehead of the old man in black: "I just feel that this fellow Taoist Qinghezi is really strange, and his cultivation seems to be in the advanced stage... He has no merit in the human race and it is difficult to convince the public."
The five sons of the human race not only have glory, but also hold great power.
Even the human race’s Mahayana opportunities are tilted!
Therefore, everyone here actually wants to compete, and it is precisely because of this that they have been unable to decide the winner. The delay has only made things easier.
"Hehe... This Qinghezi is a man of ascetic cultivation and a pure human being."
Qingxu boy said: "Furthermore... he killed the great sage Lu Xing and the fall of the demon king Zi Zi Tian was also his handiwork. With the achievements of killing the great sage of the demon race and the strength of the demon king, you can
Are you still opposed? Of course... this matter can only be discussed behind closed doors within our human race. I will not recognize it outside the door. The Demon King of Freedom was killed by a foreign race, so you should remember it."
In fact, the human race and the demon race have the same deep hatred. Now that they are facing a powerful enemy, they have to unite.
Even if the demon clan and alien clan desperately try to publicize this matter, the demon clan will insist that the demon king Zi Zaitian was killed by the alien clan!
As for how the demon clan will take revenge on Qing Hezi after the struggle for hegemony among the four clans is over, that is none of our business.
There is another key point here, that is, Demon King Zizaitian was no longer the Sixth King of the Demon Clan at that time, and it does not count as a slap in the face of the Demon Clan. This is actually very important!
Wow!
In the main hall, many fused old monsters were in an uproar.
Some of them really didn't know about Fang Xi's killing of the Great Sage Lu Xing, and their eyes were full of horror at this moment.
What's more, they know that Qing Hezi killed the Great Sage Lu Xing, but they don't know that the fall of Demon King Zi Zi Tian is also closely related to this 'Qing Hezi'.
As a result, the existence of two human race five sons died because of it!
Such fierce power made the old man in black who spoke at the beginning feel regretful, for fear of being resented and retaliated by Qing Hezi!
"this……"
Fang Xi touched her nose and said with some confusion: "Senior Qingxu shows his love to me, I am very grateful to you, but it seems I haven't asked my opinion yet."
"Hmph, didn't you say before that you wanted to contribute to the human race? Is the heart that you had at that time gone now? Now that you are sitting on the position of the fifth son, you are dedicated to the human race!"
Qingxu boy snorted coldly: "Are you deceiving me before?"
Fang Xi smiled bitterly, but did not refuse. She stood up directly, faced the eyes of many fused monks, and walked towards the five main seats.
He knew in his heart that he, a guy with unknown origins, could become the fifth son of the human race so easily.
The first one is indeed forced by the situation. The war is imminent, and one of the five human beings must choose one!
The second thing is that he is indeed successful in killing demons. His merits and strength in killing a demon clan sage are enough to secure this position!
If a fusion cultivator is promoted at will and then easily killed by a monster or a foreign race, that would be the most ridiculous thing in the world.
As for the third point, I’m afraid it’s the most important!
'These human Mahayana want to use me to show favor to the mysterious Mahayana monks behind me... Now that the four races are fighting, the fighting power of each Mahayana is extremely important.'
Fang Xi sneered in her heart.
'Actually...that Mahayana combat power is myself.'
'But even if it's me, they don't seem to be at a loss.'
'The monks in the Earthly Immortal Realm are indeed very realistic. Without the support of the Mahayana monks, they want to become the fifth son of the human race and gain the top power and resources of the clan...what are you dreaming about?'
At this moment, he couldn't help but think of Taoist Master Fang Xian, and sighed again in his heart.
…
Snapped!
Fang Xi came to the empty main seat and looked at each other with Jingangzi, Wuxingzi and Moyunzi.
Jingangzi clasped his hands together and showed a smile.
Wu Xingzi and Mo Yunzi had expressionless faces, not knowing what they were thinking.
Fang Xi didn't say much, chuckled lightly, and sat on a main seat.
At this moment, in front of the Mahayana and Fusion monks of the human race, his incarnation of 'Qing Hezi' truly confirmed his identity as the fifth son of the human race!
'Speaking of which... this seat is really not good... it's cold and quite intrusive...'
He cursed in his heart, and his face became expressionless as well, looking very enigmatic.
The old monsters present also had different thoughts. Soon after, the news that the fifth son of the human race was finally selected will probably spread throughout the human race territory, and even the earthly immortal world!
'I'm afraid it's not a good thing to be in power at this time...'
'Fortunately, I, the heretic incarnation, am here to help the human race...'
'Even if you are assassinated by a foreign Mahayana at a critical moment, at least you can get a chance to kill yourself without involving me.'
Fang Xi touched an inkstone in her sleeve and thought to herself.
But at this time, Qingxu boy coughed and stopped talking, leaving the place to the other three boys.
"After our undercover investigation...the demon clan has held blood sacrifice rituals in many places, and it seems that they are preparing to use the 'All Souls Blood Beads'!"
Mo Yunzi was the first to speak, his voice was gentle and sweet, with a hint of demonic intent. It was the wonderful voice of the devil: "This 'All Souls Blood Bead' is the demon clan's first formation-breaking treasure... Can Tianyuan City's formation be defended?"
, it’s really impossible to say for sure.”
While talking, the woman looked at Ji Feixue.
This woman should be the first mage in this city, if you don't count someone else...
"The Blood Bead of Ten Thousand Spirits? This kind of formation-breaking treasure is best at defiling the Pure Yang Restriction. It is indeed a hindrance to the Tianyuan City formation."
Ji Fei
The technique that is not afraid of the filth of blood can be regarded as fighting poison with poison..."
"That's great. Is there a shortage of manpower and materials to set up the big formation?"
Wuxingzi chuckled: "Such a great array of demons needs 'demons blood crystals'. If your Xuanwu Pavilion doesn't have enough in stock, you can come to me to get it..."
"Thank you, fellow Taoist Five Elements Master."
Ji Feixue bowed and thanked her.
"As for the monks guarding the city, the Heavenly Brahma Army has entered the major formation nodes... The Wutu puppets of the Nine Spirits Guitu Sect have been very consumed recently. I wonder if you can replenish them, 'Tianchenzi'?"
Jingangzi smiled and spoke.
A middle-aged man wearing a khaki robe said loudly: "Master, please rest assured, I have brought the treasure of the Zong Zong - the 'Xumi Thick Earth Ring'. As long as the Wu Earth Essence is enough, you can continuously draw from it."
The earth gave birth to puppets!"
"So good..."
Jingangzi showed a satisfied look.
Fang Xi watched with cold eyes, confirming once again that Qingxu had a good plan.
'The five sons of the human race are not only highly cultivated, but also have a large number of vassals and wings... But I am alone, and I have no time to get the monks to rely on me. Now it seems that I just took a name in vain, but I have to risk my life.