Fang Yun consumed five holy energy balls to condense a complete inheritance map of the mountains.
Fang Yun did the same as before. After he finished condensing, a white light flew out from between his eyebrows.
Everyone thought that the white light would fly into Shan Zhongyang's brows, but the next moment, the white light flew up as fast as fireworks, and after flying to a height of thousands of miles, it suddenly turned into a mirror of unknown size.
The entire Fenglun Mountain Range is reflected in the mirror.
All living beings within a radius of tens of thousands of miles looked up at the Fenglun Mountains.
Everyone looked up at the sky in shock. The blue Fenglun Mountain Range in the mirror broke through the mirror, with its peak pointing downward, like a piece of sky falling, or as if the world was turned upside down.
It was as if it was not a mirror at all, but another world.
Two Fengluan Mountains appeared.
The earth shook, rosy clouds filled the air, and auspicious auras descended with power and aura far exceeding that of a semi-saint.
Both Fenglun Mountains seem to be full of the breath of life.
When all the Fenglun Mountains in the mirror fell, they suddenly cracked and turned into thousands of Fenglun Mountain Range images, like pieces of blue broken mirrors, falling into the bodies of the holy spirits of each mountain.
The largest of these flew into the highest mountain of the Sacred Fang.
boom…
The entire Fenglun Mountain Range shook violently, and every mountain seemed to jump slightly, and billions of cracks appeared on the earth.
Then, all the mountain holy spirits slowly merged into the mountains and the earth like mud into a swamp.
Soon, Fang Yun could no longer see any mountain holy spirits within his sight.
Fang Yun frowned slightly. The inheritance of the body of mountains should not have such strange phenomena, because this is an internal force deeply rooted in the blood. But since the strange phenomena have appeared, it can only be related to this special place, the Holy Burial Valley.
Those mountain holy spirits have not appeared yet.
Fang Yun simply sat on the ground, closed his eyes and practiced, capturing the strands of holy energy between heaven and earth.
At the edge of the azure Fenglun Mountains, two great Khan Demon Kings descended to a low place and flew slowly.
"The Fenglun Mountains are shaking, there must be some rare treasure appearing in the world!"
"It's a bit like a dragon flipping over! If we go deeper into the mountains, we might encounter something great. If we are seen by the mountain spirits, we can just run away and lose nothing."
"A dragon turning over can only cause vibrations in an area of three to five thousand miles. This range is much larger than a dragon turning over. It should be the emergence of a treasure land. It doesn't look like a famous treasure land like the Ten Directions Sky Island. It should be some unknown small treasure land."
The two big demon kings flew for a few breaths and suddenly their expressions changed drastically, because the mountains on both sides were changing rapidly. At the same time, surging holy energy was spreading in all directions, as sticky as oil, making the two big demon kings unable to muster the slightest resistance.
"escape!"
The two big demon kings immediately turned around and fled, and then discovered in despair that the mountains on both sides and the ground below began to rise rapidly and completely left the ground, forming a huge palm with a radius of one hundred miles!
Rocks and mud flowed like waterfalls, continuously falling from the edge of the huge palm.
“Mercy!”
The two big demon kings were frightened and begged for mercy loudly.
However, the hand seemed not to hear and squeezed lightly.
boom!
It was like a world exploding, smoke and dust rising into the sky, the earth collapsing, and the sound shook three thousand miles away.
Then, the giant palm slowly turned into a mountain and fell back to its original place.
There were spots of blood on the ground, as if some mosquitoes had been swatted to death.
People from all over the place entered the Fenglun Mountains one after another, but without exception, all died at the hands of the giant.
Three hours later, Fang Yun opened his eyes and saw one mountain spirit after another emerging from the earth or the peaks. Some still maintained their rock form, while others maintained their normal form.
Shan Zhongyang stood in front of Fang Yun like a giant.
"Please wait a moment, the Holy Skull Ring will be here soon." Shan Zhongyang said.
Fang Yun nodded.
After a while, a mountain spirit flew over and handed something to Shan Zhongyang.
Shan Zhongyang, who was as tall as a forty-story building, slowly bent down, stretched out his hand, and put the tip of his index finger in front of Fang Yun.
To Fang Yun, Shan Zhongyang's hand was a wall with a ring on it.
Fang Yun picked it up and remained silent for a few breaths. He couldn't put it on his finger, so he could only put it on his wrist as a bracelet.
The face of this "ring" was an image of a lion's head, and was extremely delicate. Fang Yun took a casual glance at it, but the next moment he felt his soul being sucked into a strange world. A huge golden lion saint with shoulders as high as the clouds and head in the starry sky stood in front of him.
The Lion Saint slowly lowered his head and looked over. Fang Yun felt as if the sky was falling and the earth was sinking. Before the Lion Saint could look directly at him, just from the corner of his eye he saw something and Fang Yun felt a splitting headache and was scared out of his wits.
Fang Yun's eyes darkened and then brightened, and he found that he was wearing the Holy Skull Ring, and then he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Fang Yun injected a trace of holy energy into the Holy Skull Ring, and the ring shrank and fell on his finger.
Fang Yun sensed the power in it and his heart was moved. This was not an ordinary holy skull ring, but something made from the skull of a great saint. It seemed to be a treasure from the time of the great war between ancient demons and barbarians.
The Holy Skull Ring is specially used to hold the holy energy source in the Holy Burial Valley.
If it reaches the outside world, it will have other uses, such as accumulating one's own holy power, allowing all power to be added with more holy power, and the power will be further enhanced.
The Holy Skull Ring of a Semi-Saint can only hold one source of holy energy, but this Holy Skull Ring made from the skull of a Great Saint has three holy energy pools and can carry three sources of holy energy.
The Holy Energy Source contains a powerful holy aura and cannot be carried directly. It must be carried with a Holy Skull Ring of at least a semi-holy level. Moreover, the power of the Holy Energy Source and the Holy Skull Ring is too strong. Anyone, even an emperor, can only wear one Holy Skull Ring.
The Holy Skull Ring of the Great Sage level is the most valuable treasure in the Holy Burial Valley, and it is also on a holy corpse.
Unfortunately, even a good cook cannot cook without rice.
Fang Yun put away the empty Holy Skull Ring. The value of this great sage's treasure was far greater than a source of holy energy. They were indirectly explaining that the reason they gave the ring instead of the source of holy energy was not because they were reluctant to give up the treasure, but because they really lacked the source of holy energy.
A shadow flashed through Fang Yun's mind. Holy energy was the fundamental power of the Holy Burial Valley, just like the talent of the human race. Even the Mountain Holy Spirit Clan lacked it, which meant that the Holy Burial Valley had been very unstable recently and would inevitably affect himself.
However, no matter what, we must first build the Ninth Literature Platform. Only by becoming a great scholar can we have the basic ability to protect ourselves.
Fang Yun discussed with Shan Zhongyang for a while. The Mountain Spirit was willing to let Shan Zhongyang lead nine other Mountain Spirits to help Fang Yun and collect holy energy, but they could not go too far away from the Fenglun Mountains.
After the two parties completed the transaction, Fang Yun immediately led them to fly to a holy territory.
After flying for only a few breaths, Shan Zhongyang scooped up Fang Yun and put him on his shoulder, then led the other nine mountain holy spirits to fly at a speed far exceeding Fang Yun.
The speed of five rings.
During the flight, all ten mountain holy spirits used holy energy. A trace of holy energy could only allow them to fly at a speed of five rings for half a quarter of an hour.
Fang Yun suddenly felt helpless. No wonder the Mountain Holy Spirit Clan lacked holy energy.
If they fly in a straight line, they can cover twelve thousand miles in an hour.
Fang Yun looked at the five holy energy balls in the Wen Palace and decided to keep them for his own use instead of using them to fill the bottomless pit of the Ninth Wentai.
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