"Human slave!"
The Barbarian King Langman could not help but roar, with murderous intent in his eyes. The weather within dozens of miles suddenly changed, but the moment it affected the incarnation of Wolf Slaughter, everything calmed down.
All the angry monsters became extremely calm, and the blood red in their eyes quickly faded away.
Invisible holy forces soothe everything.
Billions of barbarians lowered their heads.
If the half-saint does not get angry, all things will be at peace.
The Wolf Slaughter incarnation was not angry at all. Instead, he habitually stepped lightly on the ground with his right front paw twice, and a smile appeared on his face.
“We in the demon clan like vicious people the most. In the demon world, all the saints hate you to the core, but there are also quite a few demon saints who like your character very much. You dare to let me be your mount? Very good, I don’t want to kill you anymore.” A little bit of crimson appeared in the center of Lang Lu’s clear eyes.
The red color was extremely sticky, as if it was made up of countless blood.
"Then please ask Your Majesty Langlu to leave and return to Wolf Sacred Mountain." Fang Yun said.
"This Saint does not want to kill you, but the demon world does!" The crimson in Lang Lu's eyes widened.
"The demon world tried and failed." Fang Yun talked freely in front of the Wolf Slaughter incarnation without a single emotional fluctuation, as if he was facing an ordinary demon.
The scholars nearby secretly admired him. The great scholars were fine, but all the university scholars knew that if they were looked at by the Wolf Slaughter incarnation, their whole bodies would become stiff, let alone any argument. They were thankful that their brains didn't freeze. As for mocking the Semi-Saints and the demon world, they would never dare to do that.
Lang Lu laughed loudly and said, "Live up to the name of Mad King, I don't want to kill you. How about this, you answer a few questions of mine, if you tell the truth, I will let you go."
"Please go ahead." Fang Yun said.
Lang Lu blinked his eyes lightly, and the sky and earth seemed to darken for a moment and then darken again, scaring the human scholars so much that their hearts were beating wildly. Only then did they realize that Lang Lu's incarnation was no ordinary one. He must have used the secret method of the demon race and inherited a lot of power from his original body, otherwise he would not have obtained the power that only a semi-saint body has.
Lang Lu asked: "What happened in the Comet Corridor back then? When you met Lie Sheng in the end, what did you two talk about? Why did he enter the Wan Wang Mountain and leave last year with what he seemed to have gained?"
Fang Yun immediately remembered that after the fall of the Comet Corridor, there was indeed a Fierce Saint in the Demon Ancestor's Gate who had a conversation with him, but at that time he was just a juren, and the Fierce Saint had never met him, and he still didn't know what the Fierce Saint looked like.
At that time, in order to preserve the secret of the Comet Corridor, that is, to preserve the fragments of Wenquxing, Fang Yun used the records in the ancient demon inheritance to give Liesheng information about the Kongjie Tree in Wanwang Mountain. Now it seems that Liesheng seems to have obtained the legendary Kongjie Flower, and may even have obtained the Kongjie Tree.
The Sky Realm Tree is an ancient divine object, and no one knows its specific function, but all saints know how to use the Sky Realm Flower.
Fang Yun thought for a moment and said, "I met Lie Sheng once before, but I have nothing to tell you about anything related to him."
After Fang Yun finished speaking, he felt that everyone's expressions were not right. Then his mind moved and he realized that what he said was interrupted and only Langlu or Half Saint could hear it.
Lang Lu snorted coldly and said, "Xing Yao Man and my Xue Yao Man are old enemies. If you tell me about Lie Sheng, I will withdraw my troops immediately."
"I'm sorry, I can't do that." Fang Yun's tone was extremely firm, as if the person in front of him was not a semi-saint, but a small soldier.
Lang Lu narrowed his eyes slightly and asked again: "How can you become the master of the Ten Colds? Even if you have obtained a certain amount of ancient demon inheritance, it is difficult to do it. The demon world and the Ice Clan have a close relationship. Whatever the Ice Clan knows, my demon world already knows. The Ten Colds Ancient Land is shrouded by the power of the Ancestral Emperor Tu Ting, and the remaining soul of the Ice Emperor is hidden in it. There should also be a Soul-Calming Corridor. As long as you hand over the Soul-Calming Corridor, I may be able to save your life."
Fang Yun smiled slightly and said, "You can go to the Shihan Ancient Land to get it yourself."
"The Shihan Ancient Land is shrouded in the power of Confucius. We can only use the Star Road to reach there, but the Ten Thousand Worlds is extremely vast, and it is difficult to find the Star Road leading to the Shihan Ancient Land. You can go to the Shihan Ancient Land and use the secret method I taught you to retrieve the Soul-Calming Corridor. After that, I will let you live, and the whole clan will evacuate Jingguo and will not invade any inch of land within 30 years!"
Fang Yun's face was calm, but he was sneering in his heart. This Soul-Calming Corridor was very useful in the Burial Valley. Obviously, the demon world was willing to let him, its great enemy, go in order to gain great benefits in the Burial Valley. Unfortunately, the demon world would never know that he had taken the Soul-Calming Corridor for himself and knew some of the secrets of the Burial Valley of Wanwang Mountain.
Fang Yun said: "It seems that in the eyes of you or the demon world, the Soul-Calming Corridor is even more important than my life. If that's the case, I must not help the evil. I would rather destroy the Shihan Ancient Land and the Soul-Calming Corridor than hand them over to you!"
Lang Lu's eyes finally changed a little, and he said, "Fang Yun, this Saint cherishes talents, so I'm keeping you. If you anger this Saint again and again, don't blame me for killing you in Ning'an!"
Fang Yun said helplessly: "The Soul-Calming Corridor was not ordinary even in the ancient demon era. It is very likely that Tu Ting's power is attached to it, or even that Tu Ting's remaining soul is placed in it for resurrection. Are you sure that your method can allow me to obtain the Soul-Calming Corridor instead of letting me be soul-calmed?"
"You know a lot." Langlu said in a gentle tone.
Fang Yun understood in his heart that although Lang Lu had the protection of the Holy Way, his main purpose was to kill people, and he did not deliberately conceal the details about himself. Just by the tone, he judged that his previous guess was correct. There was no perfect way to collect the Soul-Suppressing Corridor in the demon world. There must be flaws, so he was just trying it. Lang Lu felt guilty and softened his tone.
Fang Yun said: "After all, I have inherited the ancient demon legacy, and I have a deep friendship with Fu Yue."
A light flashed in Lang Lu's eyes, and he said, "This Saint also wants to ask you, did Fu Yue mention anything... related to my demon world?"
Fang Yun smiled and said, "Back then in the Comet Corridor, the Demon King deceived Fu Yue. I'm sure all of you demon saints know about this, right? Fu Yue has been scolding the Demon King the whole time. Once the Demon King is canonized, Fu Yue will definitely cause trouble for him!"
“Hmph!” Lang Lu’s eyes dimmed. Although the Demon King was a man of natural talent, his foundation and bloodline were not as good as Fu Yue. If Fu Yue wanted to cause trouble, it would not be good news for the Demon King.
Fang Yun said: "If nothing unexpected happens, the Demon King will definitely go to the Sacred Burial Valley, right?"
Lang Lu said nonchalantly, "Of course, this matter is already known to everyone. You are about to be promoted to a great scholar, do you want to go too? If you go to the Burial Valley, I will definitely withdraw my troops, because you will definitely die there anyway."
Fang Yun said: "I really want to go, Your Majesty, please withdraw the troops."
Lang Lu looked at Fang Yun suspiciously and said, "Your words are simply unbelievable. No matter how stupid you are, you can't enter the Holy Burial Valley right after becoming a great scholar. You should know that the Holy Burial Valley is different from other places. Whoever obtains the holy energy will rule the world. Without enough holy energy, you can't even use seashells, let alone other treasures. With your ability, you might be killed by an emperor right after entering, and you won't have time to accumulate enough holy energy."
"Why don't you and I make a solemn oath? You withdraw your troops, and I'll enter the Holy Burial Valley!" Fang Yun said.
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