Fang Yun took a closer look and found that the string of beads was a circular ring with a diameter of about three feet. The beads strung together on the ring were not ordinary beads, but miniature skulls of great demon kings. The largest skull among them was that of the demon king.
Seventeen white skull beads were connected together, emitting a pale light that enveloped the Crocodile King and actually completely resisted the chains of the Crime-Suppressing Desk.
On the writing platform, the sinful turtle roared, and more chains appeared, but it was still helpless against the bone beads and rare treasures.
"Not a bad treasure." Fang Yun nodded in praise. This treasure was in no way inferior to his own Wu Hou Chariot, and it was even better in terms of defense.
The Crocodile King stared at Fang Yun with his huge eyes and said, "You can't do anything to me. Instead of wasting your strength on me, why not let me go?"
Fang Yun's eyes flashed, and he saw the three-headed Xingliu regaining his true form, while the Eagle King's spirit skeleton and the Snake King's spirit skeleton also emerged and stood behind Xingliu.
He walked on the water, but because he was suppressed by the power bestowed by God, his speed was only twice as fast as Fang Yun's island. If he was outside the Holy Burial Valley, his speed could be dozens or hundreds of times faster.
The Crocodile King looked at the three-headed royal skeleton in disbelief, as if he had fallen into an icy cave.
"Where did you get so many royal skeletons? Where did they come from? I worked so hard to rob and steal, and only got two great demon kings' spirit skeletons, but all of them combined are not as good as your worst spirit skeleton!"
Fang Yun ignored the Crocodile King and slowly used war poems to attack, while observing the three royal skeletons to test their combat capabilities in the God-given mountains and seas.
Seeing the three-headed royal skeleton getting closer, the Crocodile King finally got nervous and started attacking the three-headed royal skeleton.
Once they left the island, the power of the Three-Headed Emperor Skeleton was weakened to the extreme, leaving only the strength of the body itself. Even though the Crocodile King was weakened to the fourth level, it was still very powerful. It actually forced the Three-Headed Emperor Skeleton to retreat continuously, making it difficult to maintain normal movement.
“Hahahaha…” King Crocodile quickly regained his confidence when he found out that the Emperor Skeleton was so weak.
Fang Yun didn't care. After a while, when he was sure that the three-headed emperor skeleton had the strength to leave the island, he took them back and left them on the island.
After reaching the mountain island, the three-headed royal skeleton recovered its strength. No matter what kind of power the Crocodile King used, it would be easily blocked, and Fang Yun didn't need to take any action at all.
The two sides were getting closer and closer, and the Crocodile King found that he could not be stopped no matter what, so he began to beg for mercy.
"Saint Fang Xu, I am also a member of the water tribe after all, so please be merciful and let me go. I swear that from now on I will never harm the human race. I swear to all the saints of the demon tribe, seriously!" The Crocodile King became more and more flustered as he watched Fang Yun getting closer and closer.
Fang Yun ignored it and continued to approach.
Soon, Fang Yun's island was only a few dozen feet away from the Crocodile King's island. The three-headed royal skeleton immediately went into the water and climbed onto the Crocodile King's island in a few breaths.
However, a strange scene appeared. A very light white mist appeared on the slope of the mountain island. The three-headed emperor skeleton had a hard time walking on it. He was still unable to mobilize his strength and could only use the power of his body.
Fang Yun understood that it seemed that the battle in the God-given mountains and seas mainly depended on himself. The emperor's skeleton could be used for defense, and would be weakened to the extreme during the attack. In this way, the power of those powerful emperors would be greatly weakened, greatly increasing his own survivability.
Fang Yun did not hold back any longer, and used all his strength, even directly releasing the power of his family, country and the world, to surround the Crocodile King. However, he did not kill him, but waited for the three royal corpses.
The Crocodile King used all his tricks, but Fang Yun, as a Wenxing Dragon Duke, was naturally able to restrain it, so it was always at a disadvantage.
After crawling for a full quarter of an hour, Xingliu and the other three emperors finally climbed to the island of the Crocodile King.
The moment they stepped onto the island, the three imperial skeletons regained their strength!
The next moment, the three royal skeletons attacked together, and the two spiritual skeletons of the Crocodile King were torn to pieces in an instant.
The rare bone bead was extremely powerful, but it was ultimately no match for the combined attack of Fang Yun and the three imperial skeletons. After lasting for more than ten breaths, it suddenly exploded.
Xingliu turned into a jelly-like liquid and wrapped around the Crocodile King. The Crocodile King struggled desperately. After struggling for a few breaths, he died in Xingliu's body with his eyes wide open.
Fang Yun asked Xingliu to collect the body of the Crocodile King and began to devour the mountain island.
The island of the Crocodile King was much larger than that of the previous Dragon Flame King. It devoured the island very quickly and finished devouring it in less than a quarter of an hour.
The part of Fang Yun's island that was exposed above the water suddenly swelled to 130 feet, which was equivalent to swallowing up two islands.
As the island grew larger, the space inside the mountain also grew larger, and it also absorbed the treasures that originally belonged to the Crocodile King.
Most of them were holy energy balls and various debris, as well as a few broken rare treasures. Apart from that, there were no other good things.
Fang Yun changed direction and headed towards the blue mountain and began testing. He found that his island's basic speed, attack distance and even visible distance had increased.
"Congratulations to Fang Xusheng for killing this beast." Yun Yangzhao congratulated sincerely, with an unconcealable envy flashing in his eyes. A great scholar in the third realm has such strength and such achievements, which can be said to be unparalleled in ancient and modern times. Even Yi Zhishi when he was in the third realm was definitely not as good as Fang Yun now.
Fang Yun said: "Mr. Yun, please stand behind me for a while and protect me. Watch me kill that bastard!"
Yun Yangzhao said: "After all, I have reached the fourth realm. I can't just sit there and watch. It would be a great help to you if I could establish Liangjiang Tianxia."
"Then thank you, Mr. Yun."
Afterwards, the clouds looked up and created the world, forming the Yellow River and the Yangtze River. Fang Yun placed himself in the middle of the Yangtze River, like an emperor being crowned, in control of the world's water systems.
Fang Yun sailed straight to the edge of the blue mountain and began to swallow his own island.
Fang Yun was on guard while observing the changes on the mountain island.
Fang Yun's island was slowly growing larger and stronger, and more treasures appeared in the space inside the mountain.
During this process, Fang Yun also occasionally communicated with Yun Yangzhao. Both parties speculated that the Holy Burial Valley must have absorbed numerous treasures from all realms, and would release them at certain times, but in different forms.
Every mountain here should be a collection of various treasures.
In the process of absorption, the Holy Burial Valley would inevitably suck in some other creatures, which led to the appearance of the minions.
However, this is only a preliminary inference. As for the deeper things, neither of them knows.
Seeing his island gradually growing larger, Fang Yun became more vigilant.
Suddenly, Fang Yun gave up swallowing the blue mountain and began to retreat.
After a few breaths, the blue mountain peak cracked open and an invisible fierce aura gushed out, as cold as the dead of winter, making people feel cold all over.
Fang Yun himself was in the Yangtze River World, but after this fierce aura appeared, the Yangtze River World actually shrank slowly and its power slowly decreased.
Then, the silver-white tentacle covered with blood-red suction cups stretched out from the crack and rolled towards Fang Yun as flexibly as a human finger.
The three imperial skeletons had been waiting for a long time, and Fang Yun had also been accumulating strength for a long time.
Before the silver tentacles came close, Xingliu suddenly jumped up, opened his mouth wide and bit the tentacle, then his body suddenly began to spin rapidly, like a crocodile hunting, and in the blink of an eye he cut off the tentacle and swallowed it.
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