The sky above the battlefield canyon was covered in thick fog, which became thinner as one went down.
In the light mist, a war poem crane was flying in the air carrying Fang Yun.
At the end of the canyon, there is a huge square with a radius of more than 100 miles. There is no fog above the square, and the ground is made up of flat gray-white stone slabs. There are no other buildings. It is empty and simple, but gives people a sense of grandeur.
The moment he saw the Sangu battlefield, Fang Yun breathed a sigh of relief and looked back.
A huge and dazzling light lit up in the distance, and then exploded with a loud bang, with the power to bury the heaven and earth and destroy the world.
After a while, the light dissipated.
The three powerful demon kings of the ancestral god clan fell to the ground, their demon blood flowing, and the left front leg of the demon king Hu Lan was broken. The demon king could have quickly broken his body and regenerated, but that was an injury caused by the righteousness of the righteousness, and even the great demon king could hardly heal in a short time.
At this point, Fang Yun was the only human left to enter the ancient land of Sangu.
Fang Yun's eyes were filled with hatred, but he was even more alert. The demon king and the university scholar were obviously of equal rank, but none of the demon kings of the three-headed ancestor god clan had died yet, which showed how powerful they were.
Fang Yun clenched his fists and memorized the appearance of the three demon kings firmly in his mind.
Behind the three-headed demon king, the figures of the remaining demons appeared faintly.
Fang Yun noticed that the Zhan Shi crane was slowing down, so he activated the holy page left by Grand Scholar Guo. The power of the delaying tactic dissipated, and a new crane appeared before his eyes.
Fang Yun stepped onto the new fairy crane, flew for half a quarter of an hour, and landed on the Sangu battlefield before the Demon King and the Barbarian King caught up with him.
The moment he stepped onto the Sangu battlefield, Fang Yun looked back, with sadness, anger, hatred, murderous intent, regret and determination in his eyes.
Fang Yun kept walking forward and never looked back.
"Gentlemen, you do not need to rest in peace. Please watch over me and them from your spirits in heaven. One day, you will see that I will sacrifice you with the blood of their entire clan. Then, please rest in peace."
Fang Yun walked step by step, constantly thinking in his mind.
Fang Yun has been encountering setbacks all the time. He even experienced the most miserable life in the Book Mountain Illusion. However, it was an illusion after all. When he left the Book Mountain, everything he experienced seemed unreal.
Today, Fang Yun experienced for the first time what it meant to be heartbroken and torn apart.
Recalling what had just happened, Fang Yun suddenly understood more deeply that revolution is not a dinner party.
Fang Yun walked forward slowly, his steps becoming more and more firm and calm.
"I can't be angry all the time. I have to stay calm. Only by staying calm can I better deal with everything that happens." Fang Yun took a deep breath and kept adjusting his emotions.
Not long after, Fang Yun began to read the information related to monsters and barbarians in the strange book world.
Fang Yun picked and chose and discovered the ancient land of Xuemang, but the book only described it in a few sentences.
If Fang Yun wants to obtain the power of Dragon Lord, he must go to the Ancient Land of Blood Mang. If he does not go to the Ancient Land of Blood Mang, he will not be qualified to leap over the Dragon Gate.
In the ancient land of Xuemang, there are monsters.
The Blood Mang Ancient Land is filled with strange and powerful forces. All living beings who enter will inevitably be affected and go crazy. The stronger the strength, the greater the impact. The possibility of having a great demon king there is extremely low, but there are many demon kings, and there are neither demons from the ancestral god clan nor saints, at most only ordinary saints.
"When I become a Hanlin, I will enter the Blood Mang Ancient Land and look for the fragments of the Dragon Slaying Sword. Whether I find it or not, I will hunt down all the monsters in it until they are all gone."
Fang Yun's pace suddenly quickened, and at the same time he tried two things at once, constantly flipping through books in the world of strange books.
The supreme literary mind is only consumed when multitasking. If the mind is distracted by reading or thinking, it will never be consumed.
"From today on, as long as I am not fighting, I will always maintain a state of multitasking and read in the world of strange books."
Fang Yun made up his mind.
In the past, doing this would exhaust the body and brain, and even the literary talents would be affected. After all, this is beyond the load. If a person can only carry 150 kilograms, then carrying 100 kilograms is not as simple as using twice the strength as carrying 200 kilograms.
Now Fang Yun has become a Dragon Duke. Every aspect of his body has been strengthened, and will become stronger and stronger with time. He can always maintain a state of multitasking.
After the Three Valleys Ancient Land is opened, the Three Valleys Battle will officially begin in twelve hours.
This square with a radius of one hundred miles is just the entrance to the Three Valleys battlefield. At the end of the square, there is a giant stone gate that is a thousand feet high. After entering the stone gate, you will encounter the first valley of the Three Valleys.
Fang Yun was not in a hurry to run because he had already come here. Once the three-valley battle officially began, he would be moved to the first valley.
At the entrance of Baili Square, there stood more than forty demon kings. Except for fourteen of them that were alive, the rest were corpse demons.
The demon king Mingle floated beside the Dragon King of the Sea, complaining while combing his feathers with his hard beak.
The Dragon King of Zhenhai looked at Fang Yun's back as he walked away, wondering what he was thinking.
Hu Lan of the Ancestral God Clan lay on the ground weakly, gritting his teeth and saying, "For my demon clan, killing Fang Yun is more important than obtaining the Shadow Void Divine Liquid. Now Fang Yun is alive, and only the Shadow Void Divine Liquid is left. How can we report to the saints when we return to the demon world? What if the saints get angry and throw us into the Wanwang Mountain?"
"In fact... no matter how we killed so many university scholars, including the first Hanlin Peng Zouzhao, he is a big man ranked high on the university scholar hunting list, one of the strongest scholars in the future. Even if he has no merits, he has worked hard."
"Yes, as long as those nine younger generations are not spies of the human race, they can easily defeat Fang Yun."
"You think too much. Fang Yun is no match for one person, and he is only a Jinshi. He will not participate in the three valley battles. Even if the three demon generals dare not fight him and voluntarily admit defeat, he will defeat the three demon commanders and three demon marquises. Moreover, those six demons can all be regarded as the ancestral clan, it's just a matter of blood number."
"What if Fang Yun suddenly becomes a Hanlin?"
"How long has it been since Fang Yun became a Jinshi? It's been less than a year, how talented can he be? A talent of 10 inches is considered the peak of Jinshi, and only then can he be promoted to Hanlin."
"Some barbarians have counted his poems. If nothing unexpected happens, his talent is at least eight inches, just two inches away from the peak of ten inches. However, if his literary palace is particularly powerful, or if there is a way to increase his talent, he may have already reached ten inches and may be promoted to Hanlin."
"Absolutely impossible!" a demon king couldn't help but shout.
The Fox Demon King suddenly asked in a low voice: "Let's prepare for the worst. What will happen if we not only fail to kill Fang Yun, but even the Shadow Void Divine Fluid is destroyed when we return to the demon world?"
She Hu couldn't help but shudder and said, "I'm afraid he will be thrown into the Demon Refining Cave. Then he will be sent to a death row camp in some ancient or dangerous place. Only by making great contributions can he regain his freedom."
Hearing the words "Demon Refining Cave", even the scales of Ao Cang, the Dragon King of the Sea, exploded slightly. That was the cruelest place in the demon world. All the demons who had been there for more than ten years went crazy. It was also the place where the human captives of Gao Wenwei were imprisoned and punished.
"No, Fang Yun will not be stupid enough to participate in the three-valley battle. Even if he participates, he will definitely lose."
A few hours later, Fang Yun arrived in front of a thousand-foot gate. There was a long corridor behind the gate, and Fang Yun continued walking.
After walking for another half an hour, we finally reached the exit.
This is a huge valley, like an eggshell cut in half. There is a gate leading to the second valley in front, and between the two gates is a huge square with a radius of ten miles.
On both sides of the valley are two huge staircases, but the shortest one is ten feet high and the highest one is a hundred feet high.
Fang Yun had heard before coming here that this seemed to be a place where aliens or ancient demons watched the younger generation fight, and it could only be regarded as a training ground. In some ancient places, there were ancient demon arenas, and most of those arenas were damaged. However, any intact arena was no less valuable than the human race's holy text world or the demon saint's tomb.
Because among the ancient monsters, at least a half-saint can build and operate an arena. If you are an ancient monster great saint, you can build and operate a large arena. As for the level of the ancestor emperor, he will directly turn a world or an ancient land into an arena, which is a real big deal.
The ancient monsters are a race that is bloodier and more barbaric than the barbarians. The arena is their favorite place besides the battlefield and home.
Fang Yun inherited the ancient demon heritage. So when he came here, he had a natural sense of familiarity.
Fang Yun took a closer look and confirmed that the rumors were true. This was the training ground for the ancient monster.
"It's a pity that it would be better if it was the Ancient Demon Arena. The Ancient Demon Training Ground doesn't have any rewards. If it is the Ancient Demon Arena, it is very likely that the arena owner's powerful divine objects are hidden. I don't know how precious the divine objects of the Ancient Demon Clan at that time would be if they were put into the present. In that era, even dragon bones were just decorations. Only real dragon bones or holy dragon bones were considered treasures."
A few dozen feet ahead, there stood nine demons, without a single barbarian, and among them was a demon named Mingqi.
When the nine-headed demon clan saw Fang Yun appear here, they had different expressions, some were horrified, some were confused, and some were bewildered.
"Shouldn't the human race be completely extinct? How come the little devil Fang Yun is here? Am I seeing things?" A lion demon general muttered to himself.
“No, it seems that Fang Yun actually escaped the encirclement of the kings. What a bunch of trash. If I had known this, I would have guarded the entrance to the canyon and killed this Fang Yun.” The tone of a turtle demon was full of anger and a hint of disdain.
"Gui Ao, Ming Le and the Dragon King of Zhenhai are also chasing Fang Xu Sheng. If you have the guts, scold them in front of them," Mingqi Yaohou sneered.
"When I become the demon king, I will definitely challenge the Dragon King of the Sea. He killed my brother, and I must avenge him."
"Okay, stop arguing. When the three-valley battle begins and Fang Yun gives up, we will go directly to get the Shadow Void Divine Liquid. We have a deal, each of us can only secretly drink one more sip at most, and no more is allowed. As for Fang Yun's life or death, don't worry about it, the saints will kill him themselves," said the Wolf Demon Hou.
"Yes. But... is there any way to force Fang Yun Sangu to fight and teach him a lesson? He is indeed good, but at most he is only at the level of a Saint Son. He has never fought against my Ancestral God Clan and does not know how to respect my Ancestral God Clan at all."
"How dare he confront our great ancestral clan..."
Fang Yun interrupted the demon commander without hesitation, and said while looking at the nine-headed demon with contempt: "You are just nine-headed beasts. Naturally, this saint will participate in the three-valley battle. Unfortunately, the demons are a bunch of softies. Hundreds of demon kings and barbarian kings attacked a dozen university scholars. You must be bastards without balls, otherwise you would not just talk big here and not even have the courage to fight me to the death. The three-valley battle is about to begin, admit defeat and kneel down."
The demons' eyes instantly turned red.
To be continued.
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