At the moment when Langchi was stunned, the arrows of the Strange Wind Knight and the magic of the Water Monster fell on him.
The magic of the water monster could only cause him superficial injuries, but the arrows of the Knight of Strange Wind not only had the power of literary courage, but also the power of strange wind. If he wanted to expel them, he would consume a lot of energy and blood.
However, the Ancestral God Clan is still the Ancestral God Clan after all. Lang Chi quickly came to his senses and dodged the attack while roaring, "Impossible! This must be fake. You are using military tactics or war poems to deceive me! Heavenly Strike!"
Wolf Pond suddenly showed impatience, tired of those Frost Iron Knights and Water Monsters, and slammed his wolf claws heavily on the ground.
"Boom..."
A dull thud sounded underground, and then a terrifying white air wave spread out in all directions with him as the center, instantly covering a mile.
All the Frost Iron Knights and Aquatic Tribes were killed instantly!
Lang Chi saw those annoying flies flying away, looked at Fang Yun, and said: "I do not have the true blood of the ancestral god. I cannot summon powerful power like Gui Ao and upgrade the Heavenly Strike to the Holy Strike. But, I have the ability to use the Heavenly Strike continuously! In a sense, my power is even stronger than his! Eh..."
Langchi looked at Fang Yun’s poem Yumen Pass in confusion.
When attacking the ground with Tianxiang's Strike, it will sacrifice power for the sake of range, but Langchi believes that he still has the ability to break Yumen Pass with one blow.
However, the Yumen Pass that protected Fang Yun not only remained motionless, there was not even a crack on the surface of the wall!
Before Langchi could think, two real dragons transformed from ancient swords pounced towards Langchi.
"I don't believe these two dragons are really that powerful!"
A fierce light flashed in Langchi's eyes, and he actually used the power of heaven for the third time to attack one of the dragons!
The demon race's celestial power is not as wide in range as many of the Hanlin war poems, but in terms of concentrated attack power and small-scale destructive power, it is stronger than all the Hanlin war poems of the human race!
The shadow of the Wolf Tribe’s Holy Mountain reappeared and merged into the wolf claws of the Wolf Pool.
However, the whole body of the real dragon Long Hou suddenly burned, and then it suddenly rose into the air, and then it crashed into the Wolf Pool like a meteorite falling from the sky, dragging a long tail of flame.
The speed of Long Hou was too fast. By the time Lang Chi realized something was wrong, the two sides were less than a foot apart.
"Meteoric Dragon Strike..."
boom!
The True Dragon Lord exploded immediately, and Wolf Pool was bounced back to the ground with a bang, like a ball that was kicked hard.
The ground of the third valley was personally selected by the Ancient Demon Saint. The stone slabs can withstand the attacks of great scholars, and are not as soft as ordinary ground to provide cushioning.
Like an egg hitting a marble floor.
Blood and flesh splattered everywhere, and Langchi's two legs were broken and rolled away.
Most of Langchi's body was turned into meat paste.
"Not only can your True Dragon Ancient Sword transform into a dragon, but it also has the talent of the dragon clan!" Lang Chi yelled crazily, while using his energy and blood to quickly recover his body.
However, after a full breath, his body only recovered 50% and the back half of his body was still a piece of minced meat!
The second dragon lord was suspended in the sky, taking a deep breath. It took him three breaths to prepare, and then he opened his mouth towards the wolf pool.
The fiery red dragon flames flooded the Wolf Pond like a waterfall.
"Ah... It's the Great Sun Dragon Flame! It shouldn't have been able to burn me. If I had known, I would have avoided the attack of the Falling Dragon. I wouldn't have been injured so badly..." Langchi's painful howl came from the flames.
After blowing for three full breaths, the True Dragon Lord finally stopped spewing out Big Sun Dragon Flame. His body quickly shrank and finally turned into a True Dragon Ancient Sword.
Compared to usual, the light on the surface of this True Dragon Ancient Sword was a little dim, as it had consumed too much power.
On the ground, there appeared a piece of black charcoal as big as a yellow cow.
Langchi is indeed a genius demon lord of the ancestral god clan. Even though he was burned by the dragon flame of the dragon lord, he still had a breath.
"I... I understand. This is the power bestowed upon you by Long Jue! You wrote the Emperor's Poem before and transformed into a Sun-golden Dragon. So... your True Dragon Ancient Sword can transform into a dragon, and you can even use the true dragon talent."
Fang Yun looked at the wolf pond that had almost turned into charcoal and said, "You guessed right."
"I admit defeat. I will tell you the secrets of the demon world. I can tell you anything. Please, just let me go. I am from the ancestral god clan. I can become a demon saint. I..."
"You've said enough." Fang Yun did not give Langchi any chance to take advantage of. With a thought, the True Dragon Ancient Sword whistled down and killed it completely.
After Langchi’s death, corpses appeared in front of Fang Yun.
The Yan Turtle kicked its four legs and was about to rush towards Guiao's body.
Fang Yun stretched out his hand and pressed on the turtle's shell.
Yan Gui looked at Fang Yun pitifully, like a child asking for candy from his parents.
"Will you run away again in the future?"
Yangui hesitated for a moment and shook his head vigorously.
"Go ahead." As soon as Fang Yun let go, the Ink Turtle jumped to the ground, supported its body with its four legs and quickly pounced on Guiao, then suddenly opened its mouth, and the four or five-meter-long Guiao was actually sucked into the stomach of the palm-sized Ink Turtle.
Yangui burped a few times, ran back to Fang Yun, closed his eyes with a smile, and slowly fell asleep.
Fang Yun collected the bodies of the other eight demons and handed them over to the Holy Academy to be hung on the Liangjie Mountain!
"I will let all the demons know the price!"
Fang Yun thought to himself and looked around. The sadness in his eyes flashed away, and then was replaced by a look of determination.
Fang turned around and faced the stadium owner's stand high in the sky. He spoke in standard ancient demon language: "In the name of the ancient demon Fu Yue, I have won nine consecutive battles. Please grant me the 'Grand Competition Order' so that I can participate in the battle of the Grand Arena and seize the divine object! Also, when I use the 'Grand Competition Order', I will bring those lowly demon kings outside the Sangu battlefield into the Grand Arena!"
"Yes!" A magnificent ancient demon voice sounded, and then a brilliant light appeared in front of Fang Yun. Then the light converged and condensed into a crystal token, which seemed to seal the stars inside.
In the extremely distant starry sky, Fu Yue, who had just been promoted to a semi-saint, sneezed, looked around, and muttered quietly: "Why do I feel like I'm being used again? Don't let me find you!"
At the same time, the fourteen demon kings at the entrance of the Sangu battlefield suddenly heard a mysterious and vague voice.
"The Grand Arena is about to open. You are among the chosen ones. When the time is right, you can enter the Grand Arena!"
A dazzling light appeared in front of the fourteen demon kings, and then the light converged and condensed into fourteen large arena tokens. However, their tokens were different from Fang Yun's. They were made of black metal and were far less beautiful than the crystal tokens.
Among the fourteen demon kings, half were puzzled, but the other half were ecstatic.
Monster King Hu Lan said: "I know! This is the legendary Grand Arena Order! Only geniuses of the ancient monster clan can get it. I didn't expect that this place is actually connected to a large arena!"
"A big arena has big benefits?"
"Idiot! Of course there are benefits, and they are huge benefits! As long as I can enter the Grand Arena, even if I can't win the championship, just being in the top thirty-six will still be a huge reward! Hahahaha, God is helping me! As long as I can rank among the top thirty-six in the Grand Arena, I will definitely become the Demon King ahead of time!"
"What good is it after all you've said?"
"If you get the first thirty-six, you can choose any ancient divine object in the Ten Thousand Worlds!"
"impossible!"
"real or fake?"
"Ancient lands can be large or small, and divine objects can be good or ordinary. For example, Shadow Void Divine Liquid is actually a divine object from a broken ancient land. If this ancient land is intact, the effect of Shadow Void Divine Liquid will be even stronger than after being stimulated by the demon world. A drop of complete Shadow Void Divine Liquid can increase the chance of a great demon king being canonized by 40%! A full 40%!"
"Yes, not to mention the complete Shadow Void Divine Fluid, you can even get something better than this. Of course, we have to choose from the top one to the bottom. If something is not available after being chosen by the previous ones, we can only choose something else."
"Then the first one can choose the 'Star Wolf' that is said to be parasitic on the star Sirius Tail? Once the Star Wolf is obtained, it means that it is only a matter of time for an ordinary wolf genius to become a great sage!"
"Whatever is available in the Grand Arena, you can get it."
"What about the 'Empty Sun at Dusk' on the horn of the Great Wilderness Azure Dragon?"
Hu Lan glared at the demon king unhappily and said, "Are you crazy? His Majesty the Ancestral God Luan Mang went through great pains to obtain a fragment of the Dusk Void Sun, and with its help he became the Ancestral God and was named the Emperor of Doom. The Dusk Void Sun is not something that can be produced in the Grand Arena. If you get a very high ranking in the Grand Arena and enter the Heaven and Earth Treasure 'The Arena of All Worlds', you may have a chance to obtain it."
The Dragon King of Zhenhai nodded and said, "I have also heard about the wonders of the Grand Arena. There is the simplest way to the Arena of All Worlds. Among the dragons, only the Dragon Saint of the South Sea knows how to enter the Grand Arena. I originally wanted to ask him for it before I was promoted to Dragon Emperor. Now that I have the Grand Arena Order, I will not go there."
She Hu said: "It's a pity that this Grand Arena Order cannot be given to others, otherwise it could be sold for a good price. But since it is a Grand Arena, it shouldn't be dangerous. Many great figures in ancient times have entered it."
In the third valley, Fang Yun stroked the crystal token, his eyes became even colder.
"I'm afraid you will be very happy to see the Grand Arena Token. If I didn't have this crystal token, if I didn't represent the ancient demon Fu Yue, it would be a really great thing. Unfortunately, you don't understand the secrets inside! When one day I open the crystal token and enter the Grand Arena, you will know that life is worse than death. I will make you suffer for eternity! This is just the first step in commemorating my friends!"
Fang Yun was just thinking about this when the wall under the main stand suddenly opened, revealing a pitch-black hole.
A soft fragrance emanated from the cave entrance. Fang Yun couldn't help but take a deep breath. His whole body felt extremely refreshed, and the speed of his talent recovery suddenly increased dramatically, becoming ten times faster!
"What a powerful Shadow Void Divine Fluid! Among the ancient demon clan, this is a good thing that can open up spiritual wisdom. Only the Hundred Emperors have the opportunity to obtain it."
Some images about the end of the ancient monsters suddenly flashed through Fang Yun’s mind. For the first time, he realized that the decline of the dragon clan and the ancient monsters was a bit unusual, but then he shook his head slightly. These things had nothing to do with him.
Fang Yun stepped forward and was about to go in and collect the spoils of San Gu Lian Zhan.
The gentle breeze carried a faint fragrance, and Fang Yun felt more and more wonderful as he walked, feeling like he was floating in the air, and he almost wanted to stay here forever. (To be continued...)