A gleam of light flashed in Lang Lu's eyes, and he said, "Do you think this Saint will give you the opportunity to enter the Saint Burial Valley to stop the Demon King?"
Fang Yun said: "Oh, it seems that my guess is correct. The reason why you went south to invade Jing Kingdom is not only to kill me, but also to prevent some great scholars of the human race from going to the Burial Valley."
"You can think of it that way." Langlu said.
"So what you, a half-saint, say is like bullshit?" Fang Yun mocked without any hesitation.
Billions of demons and barbarians were angry again. Even when the two worlds were fighting in the mountain, no one below the saint position of the human race dared to attack a semi-saint like this.
Many scholars rolled their eyes, and some even almost ran over to beg Fang Yun to say less, as the other party was a genuine half-saint!
If a Grand Secretary mocks a semi-saint, the entire demon world will be outraged. If it were in the demon world, the will of the demon world might directly kill him without waiting for the saints to take action.
Lang Lu's expression finally changed significantly, and he said in a deep voice: "Fang Yun, just because I don't want to kill you doesn't mean you can insult me!"
"Either I go to the Holy Burial Valley and you withdraw your troops, or you admit that you farted. You choose one." Fang Yun said.
Lang Lu opened his mouth slightly, revealing two rows of pale wolf fangs, and the blood color in his eyes became even more intense.
"Wait till I break through the city and see if you dare to do this again! Chen Guanhai, come out! My patience has completely run out!"
After Langlu finished speaking, he slammed the ground heavily with his right paw.
The ground within a radius of ten thousand miles trembled slightly. With Langlu as the center, within a radius of ten miles, streams of green and bloody auras rose up and surrounded Langlu.
A large amount of gray stone and soil was slowly rising from the ground carried by the blood-green air, as if the sky had a huge suction force.
All the barbarians were trapped in the slowly rising mud, not daring to move.
When the top layer of soil and sand flew to a height of a hundred feet, all the sand and soil began to move towards Ning'an City, faster and faster. When the sand and stones left the barbarian camp, they formed a sandstorm that spanned thousands of miles and hit Ning'an City like a huge tide.
In the sandstorm, Langlu's face emerged.
Everyone looked up at the sky, looking at the holy power storm condensed from the sand and dust.
It was as if the heaven and earth had lost their color due to this yellow earth.
Many great scholars took action immediately. One after another, war poems by great scholars with the power to destroy a city formed in the sky, whizzing past and attacking the holy power storm.
However, all the war poems of the great scholars were like small pieces of paper in the wind before the holy power storm and could not stop it in the slightest.
"Old friend Wolf Slaughter, why do you have to do this?"
When the voice arose, the sky and the earth became azure blue, the world became clear, and the khaki holy power storm stopped in place. No matter how the Wolf Slaughter Face roared in the storm, it remained motionless.
Clouds appeared in the sky, dazzlingly white. The long clouds were like ladders, spanning thousands of miles and landing outside the city of Ning'an.
A man stepped onto the cloud ladder and walked down the steps.
In Ning'an City, tens of millions of aquatic creatures and millions of human beings looked at the man with the cloud ladder and saluted him.
"Meet Chen Sheng."
"Hello, Mr. Yimei." Some older scholars called Chen Guanhai by his studio name.
Fang Yun bowed deeply and showed utmost courtesy.
Chen Sheng's incarnation smiled and nodded slightly. Everyone lowered their heads, but they all felt Chen Guanhai's gaze on them.
Chen Guanhai was dressed as a scholar in blue, with plum blossoms on his blue clothes, a black jade belt and a crown on his head, only a few strands of black hair among his silver hair, and fine wrinkles on his face. His eyes were extremely gentle, like the clearest gems in the world, without a trace of impurities, but seemed to be able to embrace everything in the world.
The arrogant and domineering holy power storm actually dissipated slowly like falling dust and returned to the earth.
The sandstorm in the sky seemed to feel ashamed of itself after seeing the incarnation of Chen Guanhai. Unable to bear the filth entering the clear pool, it voluntarily gave up disturbing the world.
The vast blue waves calm the mountains and rivers, Ning An is dressed in a blue robe, holding a scroll and leaning drunkenly on the plum blossoms, half scholar and half sage.
Fang Yun and everyone else looked up one after another and saw that Chen Guan had already come down the ladder and was standing outside Ning'an City. Although it was only of ordinary height, it was like a mountain standing outside the mountains, and people had to look up to see his full back.
Many Jingguo soldiers had tears in their eyes. The depression of many days and the glory of seeing the incarnation of the semi-saint surged in their chests, and they wished they could burst into tears to vent their emotions.
The women from various rescue stations ran desperately towards the north city wall, looking at Chen Guanhai like crazy fans. Just one look and they were immediately attracted by the strange aura exuding by Chen Guanhai. They were intoxicated and obsessed with him, and at the same time they muttered to themselves and said some crazy and stupid things.
Fang Yun looked at those women helplessly.
Fang Yun always felt that something was missing, and only after a closer look did he understand.
When a semi-saint comes, he is not stained by the mundane world, and he must be stepping on something. In the past, Confucius drove the chariot of the nations, King Wen stepped on the Bagua map, Zhuge Liang sat in the chariot of Wu Hou, and the golden wool in the Jiao Sheng Palace were all called holy thrones.
The Wolf Slaughter incarnation took the lead and used the skin of the semi-saint demon tiger as the holy seat, while the Guanhai incarnation did not bring the legendary world-fixing star disk. Legend has it that the object was a strange star encountered by Confucius in his early years, and the star path was drawn and left to future generations. Later, the semi-saints of the human race went there one after another, but only Chen Guanhai got it, refined the world-fixing star disk, and set foot on it for the holy seat. Once he officially went to war, he would definitely set foot on it and travel the world.
Fang Yun looked at Chen Guanhai's back, feeling a chill in his heart.
Chen Guanhai is a refined person who dislikes ostentation. Apart from the great battle at the Two Realms Mountain, he seldom steps out of the Dingshi Star Plate. But since Langlu has already sacrificed the Holy Tiger Skin and he still does not leave the Dingshi Star Plate, there may be another possibility.
The world-fixing star chart will increase your burden, so it is better not to bring it with you.
Within ten miles around Chen Guanhai, a light blue water light gradually rose, but without a trace of mud, and then filled the sky and the earth.
Being within the light blue, all human beings felt relaxed and at ease. All their anxieties and worries disappeared completely. Their wounds healed quickly, and it seemed as if a strange power appeared in their bodies, making them temporarily stronger.
Once the blood-green light of the wolf-killing beast touched the light blue water, it naturally retreated, and finally retreated three miles, leaving some of the barbarians exposed to the light blue water.
"Not good..." Lang Yuan roared.
Without seeing any movement from Chen Guanhai, blood plums began to grow on the heads of those barbarians. Then their bodies turned into water and seeped into the ground, and the blood plums disappeared.
More than four million barbarians died inexplicably, including two barbarian kings.
Not only the barbarians, but even the human race were terrified. Those barbarians probably didn't even know they were about to die before they died.
Everyone secretly sighed that the power of the Half-Saint was indeed terrifying. No wonder it was said that the incarnation of the Half-Saint was invincible in the world, and only the throne had the power to resist.
Fang Yun widened his eyes and observed every detail carefully. He was only a semi-saint incarnation, and his every word, action and gesture would have a great influence on his future touch of the holy way.
Millions of demons and barbarians died, but Lang Lu didn't care at all. He grinned and said, "Guan Hai boy, do you know why I hate you? You act so calm all day long. Every time you fight me, it's like eating. Even if I beat you until you vomit blood, you don't care at all, just like food falling to the ground."
"I would feel sad if vegetables fell to the ground." Chen Guanhai's voice was like the sound of jade colliding, long and endless.
Fang Yun keenly observed that Lang Lu's tone and attitude had changed greatly from before. Before, Lang Lu seemed to be a little pretentious, but now he was more casual. It was obvious that a part of the Holy Power was driven away by Chen Guanhai, allowing Lang Lu to return to his original temperament.
“Stop talking nonsense, I will kill you today!” After Lang Lu finished speaking, holy light rose behind him.
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