This was Fang Yun’s first time using the Dragon Saint Star. He did not expect that the Wen Palace Panlong would actually merge with the power of the East China Sea Dragon Saint. Before he could be surprised, he felt that his vision seemed a little strange!
Everything before one's eyes is no longer what the body standing on the ground sees with its eyes, but what the shadow of the East Sea Dragon Saint in the sky sees with its eyes.
Fang Yun was very surprised, but he was only the second one to be surprised, because the first one to be surprised was Gui Ao!
In the instant when the Wengong Panlong and the East China Sea Dragon Saint appeared, Guiao saw that the dragon's eyes changed from empty to Fang Yun's eyes!
Even though the giant statue of the ancestor was right in the sky, Gui Ao was shaking with fear. This meant that Fang Yun could actually completely control the phantom of the East China Sea Dragon Saint!
Too domineering!
"Dragon Lord! It must be because of Dragon Lord! Dragon Saint of the East China Sea, when I am canonized, I will start with you! Step on the attack of the Saint!" Gui Ao roared angrily and dared not delay any longer. He drove the giant Overlord statue to step down with all his strength.
The moment Ba Xia's giant leg stepped down, stars surrounded, all things emerged, and the entire Third Valley seemed to be about to explode.
Ba Xia's giant leg was still in the air, but Fang Yun felt that his palace had been stepped on and could explode at any time.
The shadow of the Demon Ancestor roared and crashed into Ba Xia's giant legs.
"Boom..."
The shadow of the Demon Ancestor exploded, and Ba Xia's giant legs were lifted up by the terrifying air waves, and many tiny cracks appeared on the surface of the giant legs.
Then, the giant leg fell heavily again.
Fang Yun's thoughts have been connected with the phantom of the Dragon Saint of the East China Sea, and two bright moons suddenly appeared in the eyes of the Dragon Saint.
Then, clouds appeared around the shadow of the Dragon Saint. He was as swift as lightning and as powerful as thunder. It seemed as if he had the power of the four seas and flew into the sky from the ocean, slamming heavily into the giant leg of Ba Xia.
"Boom..."
The violent force swept in all directions, and the entire sky seemed to explode.
Fang Yun finished the poem in one breath, and a translucent Yumen Pass appeared.
"boom… "
The battle poem Yumen Pass was smashed to pieces by the violent force. Before this, Fang Yun wrote another Jinshi defense poem "Ode to the Osmanthus Tree".
The power of the War Poetry Laurel Tree exploded before it could fully take effect, forcing Fang Yun to release his literary power to protect himself.
The force was too strong, and the protection formed by the power of Wen Dan was broken after a moment.
"Puff..."
Fang Yun was hit by the violent force and fell heavily to the ground, spitting out a bloody mist from his mouth.
Langchi, who was outside the field, saw this scene and his face lit up with joy.
The attack of the giant dragon just now was so terrifying that it actually smashed the giant statue of Baxia apart. The power of the collision between the two seemed to have reached the level of the demon king. Even the scattered power was infinitely close to the power of the university scholar's war poem. Fang Yun had no way of blocking it in such a hurry.
"This disaster is finally over!" Lang Chi breathed a sigh of relief... but before he could finish his breath, he swallowed it back into his stomach.
Fang Yun stood up and patted his clothes.
Lang Chi almost vomited blood. Although Fang Yun used war poems and literary courage to weaken his violent power, the last blow his body received was definitely as powerful as a full-strength attack from an ordinary demon lord!
Not to mention a mere Jinshi, even a great scholar would be beaten to death if he was caught off guard and attacked by the Demon Lord with all his strength.
Later, Langchi saw Fang Yun's clothes were torn, revealing his dragon skin inner armor, and it was a dragon skin inner armor of the Jiao King level, enough to dissipate most of the force.
This dragon skin was from when the Jiao King flooded Jiangzhou and was frightened by Fang Yun with the Sun Golden Dragon. In the end, Ao Yuwei cut off his horns and peeled his skin. Unexpectedly, it saved Fang Yun's life today.
When Langchi saw that it was a dragon skin inner armor, he muttered to himself, "That's not right. The dragon skin inner armor can only remove 90% of the power at most, and the last 10% is equivalent to a blow from the demon commander. How can he, a Jinshi, resist it? I see, a Saint Jinshi, plus the power of a dragon duke..."
Langchi looked at Fang Yun helplessly, then looked at Guiao, and was shocked.
After Fang Yun stood up, he quickly checked his body and found that although he had vomited blood and his internal organs were slightly ruptured, his body was healing quickly. As long as he was not hit by strong force again, he would be able to continue fighting. Then he looked up at Gui Ao.
Guiao is a dragon turtle. If he could retract his body into his shell for protection in time, he would not be hurt at all by the aftermath of this level. But the Guiao in front of him was in a miserable state. His four legs and tail had been smashed into mud, there was a huge wound on his neck, and his head was almost broken off.
Fang Yun was stunned, then suddenly realized.
For the opponent, the star position of Demon Ancestor and the star position of Dragon Saint are indeed auxiliary forces. Even the Wen Palace Panlong is condensed by dragon energy. Even if it is strengthened by the true blood of Ancestral Dragon and Dragon Lord successively, it is also additional power. Therefore, even if the phantom of Demon Ancestor and Dragon Saint explodes a hundred times, it will not affect his body.
The ancestral spirits are different.
The ancestral spirits are indeed powerful. That is the power rooted in the blood of the demon race. Needless to say, the ancestral spirit colossus is even more powerful. It must be deeply rooted in the blood, otherwise the Sangu battlefield would not have tacitly acknowledged that the ancestral spirit colossus is the power of Guiao.
But now, the ancestral statue exploded!
Fang Yun guessed that at the moment the ancestral statue exploded, Guiao's body would have undergone drastic changes, and his blood vessels would have been torn, his internal organs would have burst, and he would have fallen into a brief coma. But at this moment, his limbs and head were still outside the turtle shell!
So, poor Gui Ao was hit head-on by the Grand Secretary's war poem when he was completely unprepared!
Guiao only has a hard shell, but his limbs and head are not as good as those of ordinary monsters.
Attacked from both inside and outside, Guiao was dying.
Fang Yun immediately exchanged sharp words with him, and at the same time used the Galloping War Poem and rode his War Poem horse to rush forward.
Without waiting for Guiao to recover, the True Dragon Ancient Sword entered Guiao's head and came out from the tail, piercing the entire giant turtle.
"Huh..."
Fang Yun gently wiped the sweat from his forehead. It was too dangerous just now. All his talents were drained. In order to deal with the aftermath of the explosion, even his literary strength was consumed a lot.
The Saint’s attack was too powerful.
Deep in the starry sky.
Fu Yue suddenly stopped, looked around, and said to himself in surprise: "How come the power of Ba Xia just appeared and it became extinct? Strange, strange... Well, good news!"
The demon world, the cold and deep sea.
"Who! Who killed my son! Did he participate in the siege of the human race's Grand Master and die? No! The Three Valleys War had already begun at this time, and fighting outside the battlefield is impossible. Could he have been killed in the Three Valleys War? Absolutely impossible! Absolutely impossible! I want to go to the Tree of All Saints!"
A giant turtle with a body thousands of feet long rose from the sky above Lengyuan Sea and flew straight to the nearest sea eye.
Dragon Palace in the East China Sea.
"Is it the inheritance or not? Is there still such a way to play? It's rare. Forget it, go back to sleep."
Holy House.
Every time someone dies in the Three Valleys, the bell in the Battle Hall will ring.
By now, the bell in the battle hall has rung twenty-nine times!
The palaces were completely silent, and all matters were put on hold. Everyone was waiting for the result.
But secretly, all kinds of letters were flying around, and all kinds of news were spreading everywhere like crazy.
Everyone with a little status in the human race knows that the human race was almost wiped out in the three valley battles. Not only the contestants, but even the escorting university scholars were all killed.
Every scholar who got the news was heartbroken. There were fifteen university secretaries, and this year's three-valley battle was crucial!
Amidst all the bad news, there is still one piece of good news.
Fang Yun is still alive!
Countless scholars silently recited the Six Classics of Confucius and prayed for Fang Yun. Some even went to the nearby holy temple and sat in front of it to recite the holy scriptures.
Bakong Mountain, Juwen Pavilion.
Bakong Mountain was originally a gathering place for people with broken literary courage, but now it has been secretly bribed by some people and become the base camp for attacking Fang Yun. If someone does not attack Fang Yun, he will be excluded or even driven out of Bakong Mountain.
Juwen Pavilion is the center of Bakong Mountain. In the past, people often talked about world affairs here, but now it has become a place to attack Fang Yun.
“Hahahaha… Hurry up! Prepare an article “Sacrifice to Fang Yun” right away. The sadder the better, and you must not write it while smiling, hahahaha…”
"Ji Zhibai, are you crazy? Were you stunned by Fang Yun's attack?"
"There is something hidden in this. It is not something that can be told to outsiders!"
"No matter what, don't post it on the discussion board in advance this time. If you are laughed at by the world again, I'm afraid your literary palace will explode!"
"Ahem. Don't worry, I will write "Sacrifice to Fang Yun", but I have to wait until I get accurate information. But... I will wait. Hahaha... We originally wanted to make a big fuss in Ning'an County while he was away and ruin his people's livelihood and civil administration, but before we could do anything, the bells in the Holy Court War Hall rang like gongs and drums. Okay, I'm going to start writing..."
In the third valley, Guiao's body suddenly disappeared.
Fang Yun secretly said that it was not good, and then he found that his body was moved to one end of the inner field, and opposite him stood a giant wolf demon, which was more than ten feet tall.
The ninth battle begins!
“Hahahahahahaha…” Langchi laughed wildly, laughing so hard that he was out of breath and almost crying.
Fang Yun's eyes moved, then he straightened his chest calmly and said with a thunderous tongue: "You laugh?"
Lang Chi laughed loudly, "I know you are stalling for time, but I am not afraid. Hahahaha... Gui Ao, this idiot, thought he could kill you, so he tricked me to the end. Who knew that we would both suffer losses and be killed by you in the end. Hahahaha... Now I have the advantage. This wolf is laughing to death..."
Fang Yun said calmly: "I just spit out a mouthful of blood, it doesn't necessarily mean both sides will suffer losses."
"Don't lie to me. You are a Jinshi, how can you sweat so easily? It is obvious that you are sweating because of excessive consumption of your talent. Do you think that only you humans are smart and we monsters don't understand? Wrong! We monsters have long established schools based on the human race, specifically for the most outstanding descendants of the saints to memorize various things. Over time, the wisdom of the monster race will be passed down through blood from generation to generation, and will eventually surpass that of humans!"
Fang Yun secretly took note of this information in his heart, and then said stubbornly: "I am sweating, not because of excessive consumption of talent, but because of physical exhaustion. After all, I turned into the phantom of the Dragon Saint, which was a waste of energy."
Lang Chi walked forward slowly while laughing, staring at Fang Yun and said slowly: "I don't care if you continue to delay. Haha, I should thank you. Not only did you give me the opportunity to kill you, but you also helped me get rid of Gui Ao, a strong competitor of the same generation. You are not in the demon world, so you don't know how fierce the competition in our demon clan is. Although Gui Ao can't beat me, I can't hurt him either. It's just that the dragon turtle clan is born with a good turtle shell, which has taken a big advantage in many trials in our demon world, so they win one step at a time. When I reach the level of demon king, I may be surpassed by him. Now it's okay, hahaha..."
Lang Chi was in high spirits, not taking Fang Yun seriously at all, and walked more and more briskly.
(To be continued…)