"Our fallen angel clan has been able to avoid the crisis of destruction of this clan many times, mainly because of the prophecy of this prophet. His spiritual practice is extremely profound and he can predict the past and the future. He has seen a corner of the future and the end of the fallen angel clan.
There will be a big battle with the Shadow Clan!"
"You see me in a corner of the future?"
Fang Yue looked at Nangong Mu, his eyes narrowed slightly.
If the other party can really see his figure, that would be really awesome! "No!"
Nangong Mu shook his head.
"The prophet is not omnipotent, and can only see a vague outline, but recently you are the only one who has come to an unknown place and may pose a threat to my family of fallen angels!"
Nangong Mu looked at Fang Yue with deep eyes.
"Is that why you expelled me?"
Fang Yue was relieved.
Everything seems to be going according to plan! "Yeah!"
Nangong Mu refused.
"Behind me are the hundreds of millions of people of the fallen angel clan! I can't push my people into a situation of eternal disaster because of a moment of negligence, but I didn't expect you to come back!"
Nangong Mu said.
"You and I had no grudges in the past and have no grudges today. Why do you need to get involved in this dispute between my fallen angel clan and the shadow clan?"
Nangong Mu began to dissuade Fang Yue.
Fang Yue sneered.
"There was no fate in the past, but no hatred in the recent days! This is such a nice thing to say! When I left here that day, I really didn't want to cause any trouble for you.
But you are so unyielding to me!"
Fang Yue's face was cold and he said to Nangong Mu.
"Don't tell me that the death curse mark on your body was not planted by your fallen angel family. Do you think this thing is really clever?"
Fang Yue said with a sneer.
"I'm afraid you haven't asked for my detailed information!"
Fang Yue and Nangong Mu said.
The two of them really met each other this time.
That day, after Fang Yue left, he discovered that there was a death curse mark on his body.
Of course, this death curse mark is nothing to him.
What kind of cultivation level Fang Yue had, how could a mere death curse mark affect him?
"Did you notice?"
Nangong Mu was slightly surprised.
This death curse seal is the secret of their fallen angel clan.
Nangong Mu never thought that Fang Yue would discover it. If this thing didn't happen, it would be as if it didn't exist.
Fang Yue immediately showed a strange smile.
"The death curse seal is condensed with the power of death, gathering the two completely different powers of curse and death! If it were another person, he might really fall into your conspiracy.
But when this death curse mark falls on my body, it really doesn’t have much impact!”
Fang Yue said in a low voice.
"My Heavenly Way of Death has advanced to the eleventh level, and although the Death Curse Seal is mysterious, your understanding of the Heavenly Way of Death is too low, only the ninth level.
This death curse seal is closely related to the level of the person who casts it on the understanding of the way of death.
The difference between the two levels means a hundred times difference in power!"
Fang Yue's voice fell.
Nangong Mu was speechless.
He was convinced.
I thought it was a clever move, but I didn't expect that it was Guan Gong who was using a big knife in front of him! Nangong Mu's expression changed slightly.
Fang Yue's palm was weak and boneless, and fell on his shoulder.
"Although I don't understand the death curse seal, if you give me a move, I will give you a move in return. If you can resist it, the grudge between me, Fang Yue, and you, Nangong Mu, will be settled!"
Fang Yue's palm gently patted Nangong Mu's back.
Nangong Mu's clothes and armor instantly tore apart.
His back was exposed, and a black skull tattoo instantly appeared.
This skull tattoo is quite ferocious.
There seemed to be two will-o'-the-wisps flickering in the deep-set eye sockets.
"ah!"
Nangong Mu felt pain.
The skull tattoo on his back seemed to be a living creature parasitic on his body! It was constantly devouring the power of death in his body and refining it into his own strength.
On the two gray wings, gray feathers are flying and falling! "Let go of my son!"
At this time, Nangong Batian, the leader of the fallen angel clan, finally spoke.
His eyes were tearing apart.
Nangong Mu has grown up under his care since he was a child, and even he would not touch a hair of Nangong Mu.
Who would have thought that Fang Yue, a shameless guy, would take the initiative to kill Nangong Mu.
Nangong Batian got up and flew over.
He waved his palms.
The majesty and domineering power of Tianzun realm is unparalleled.
"Nangong Batian, you old man, your opponent is me, don't do anything to other people's babies!"
At this time, the great elder of the Shadow Clan took action.
Before Meng Wuhen inherited the position of patriarch of the Shadow Tribe, the Great Elder was the strongest person in the Shadow Tribe.
Seeing Nangong Batian take action, Meng Jiusi, the great elder of the Shadow Clan, was not idle either.
His palm collided with Nangong Batian's palm.
There was a bang.
Layers of air waves tore apart the heaven and earth.
The world shook, and even the tribesmen at the Supreme Realm and the Immortal King Realm could not stand firm, their bodies swayed left and right, swaying repeatedly.
"These two old guys are really strong. They can break through to the level of Tianzun in such difficult conditions as no man's land!"
Fang Yue said.
"There are rules in the no-man's land. You cannot fight at will in the realm of the Heavenly Lord. If you want to fight, do it in the turbulence of time and space or in the endless void! Otherwise, if anyone breaks the rules in the no-man's land, no one will be killed.
Want to live!"
A majestic voice echoed in all directions! The owner of this voice was extremely powerful and could actually intimidate the two Heavenly Lords.
The two stopped, glaring at each other like cross-eyes, but they didn't dare to do it again, no matter how brave they were! "Present a sacrifice!"
Fang Yue snorted again.
He held Nangong Mu's neck in his hand.
Poor Nangong Mu, a dignified being on the eighth level of the Supreme Realm. His cultivation was being eaten away bit by bit by the skeletons behind him, and he didn't even dare to use any of his skills.
"My family of fallen angels would rather die than surrender!"
Nangong Mu said while scratching his neck.
His momentum was unparalleled, and his whole person seemed like a sharp sword standing between heaven and earth.
Although his fighting ability is weak, his momentum is never inferior to others.
"Would you rather die than surrender?"
Fang Yue sneered.
"Then use your fallen angel clan as sacrifices!"
Fang Yue raised his palm, and with a slight shot in the air, a huge suction force came. Another fallen angel at the level of the Immortal King flew over and was caught in Fang Yue's hand, becoming a sacrifice.
Fang Yue pressed this fallen angel at the level of the Immortal Lord onto the altar.
The next moment, the flames on the altar were burning.
The immortal king of the fallen angel clan was instantly burned to ashes on the altar.
The figure of the old turtle became much clearer and more solid.
"Kui Immortal, my family of fallen angels have respected you, loved you, and worshiped you all these years! Now that you finally have a spirit, please protect me and my family of fallen angels!"
Nangong Batian said to Turtle Immortal.
He clasped his palms together, and there was a hint of humble begging in his tone.
If Kame Sennin is willing to take action, the current crisis for the fallen angel clan can be resolved in an instant.
Turtle Immortal glanced at Nangong Batian.
He sneered and said: "When I fell into the underworld and created a world in the no-man's land of the underworld, I used my true spirit to enter the dreams of your ancestors of the fallen angel clan, and ordered you to hold a hundred-year sacrifice to protect my true spirit.
However, you have no piety and gratitude in the process of offering sacrifices, and have been hasty every time, which ultimately led to the decline of my true spirit.
If Fang Yue hadn't appeared and awakened my true spirit, I might not have died in the war that year, but would have fallen into the hands of your fallen angel clan! How can you be so embarrassed that such an ungrateful clan begs for my protection?
Say this out loud?"
Turtle Immortal finished speaking.
Nangong Batian was confused.
It's really not his fault! When Turtle Sennin came to the underworld, he was still his ancestor, the eighth generation leader of the fallen angel clan.
Why do they sacrifice to Kame Immortal once every hundred years, but Kame Immortal never shows up? The reason is that the sacrifice is not sincere enough and the sacrifices are not in place.
Ancestor! You have tricked your descendants to death! "Father, there is no need to kowtow to this old turtle! My ancestor of the fallen angel clan is about to be resurrected and return, and he has already half-stepped into the level of the Tianzun realm."
Nangong Mu said to Nangong Batian.
Then he laughed.
"How joyful it is to live, and how miserable it is to die!"
This Nangong Mu really has a bit of the domineering and heroic spirit of Kunlun in his heart.
Fang Yue couldn't help being speechless when he saw this.
"Originally, this guy was a complete villain, but now he makes me look like a bad guy!"
"Oh, I didn't want to use this trump card at this time! Now it seems I have no choice but to use this trump card!"
"Please give birth to our ancestors!
"Nangong Batian roared.
The old tree burst into flames as if it was connected to it.
The coffin forged from longevity wood returned from the void.
Wisps of vitality are still emanating from the coffin forged from longevity wood.
"Eternal life is a coffin and buried in a tree! Nangong Batian, you want to reverse the reincarnation and resurrect the ancestors of your Nangong family!"
A look of horror appeared on Meng Jiusi's face.
"Hahahaha! Meng Jiusi, in fact, you should really thank Fang Yue! This was originally used to deal with you, but it turned out to be forced out by Fang Yue in advance! But this is the same. After today, the world will never be the same again.
There is no such thing as a tribe of shadows anymore! Either you become the slaves of my fallen angel clan.
Or let it become an eternity of the past!”
Nangong Batian laughed and said.
"You, the fallen angel clan, are so ambitious that you have never thought that you would be so scheming! It seems that you have been plotting against my shadow tribe for a long time since we just entered the no-man's land!"
Meng Jiusi said.
"Hahahaha! You old guy, did you realize it only now?"
The bloodline of the Fantasy Clan is unparalleled in the world and is an excellent material for refining talismans! As for your Saint, she is even more of a supreme cauldron. If my son drains her cultivation and blood essence, she will be able to cross the border smoothly.
Entering the realm of half-step heaven! Over the years, the reason why we, the fallen angel clan, have tolerated your shadow tribe in every possible way is precisely to wait until the ancestors of my fallen angel clan are resurrected.
Now you and I are evenly matched, and my ancestor of the fallen angel clan is the last straw that breaks the camel's back!"
Nangong Batian has already thought about everything that will happen next.
Even though there was an extra Fang Yue in the Shadow Tribe, he was still no match for them.
All conspiracies are useless in the face of absolute power.
They have prepared the elixir for their ancestors. As long as the ancestor is reborn, with a little stimulation from the elixir, and the understanding of wandering between life and death, the ancestor will be able to successfully cross the last threshold and become a double heavenly master!
"well!"
Fang Yue let out a long sigh.
Seeing Nangong Batian's excited expression, he was really embarrassed to tell him that he had disguised the coffin, and the so-called ancestor of the fallen angel clan was his clone!