Then, layer after layer of tortoise shells turned into fine powder and gradually merged into the liquid shield.
Finally, not only the tortoise armor, but the entire tortoise shell completely disappeared and merged into the tortoise armor yarn.
Fang Yun's body surface has an extra layer of full-body armor similar to the Ming Guang Armor, covering him from head to toe, and his face is a ferocious mask, the appearance of which is derived from a vicious creature. The structure of the vicious creature itself has a powerful force, which causes the mask to exude almost the same vicious intent as the vicious creature.
This set of armor also draws on the shapes of the famous Tang Dynasty warriors and the Iron Pagoda from the Song and Jin Dynasties, with layers upon layers like a pagoda.
On the left and right chest of the tortoise-armored battle body, there is a head of a beast carrying a mountain, and in the middle of the waist, there is a dragon head of the Hell-Suppressing Evil Dragon.
The entire armor was originally shiny black, extremely thick and textured, and now it had the images of three powerful creatures, with murderous intent surrounding it and evil energy rising to the sky. It was simply a human-shaped monster.
Fang Yun adapted to the new armor as he walked, just like wearing a thicker down jacket. He didn't feel any discomfort and it didn't affect his combat at all.
Fang Yun was pleasantly surprised to find that the armor had a strong holy power, which should come from various holy bones or holy treasures. These things were not common in the outside world, but were very abundant in the Burial Valley. Obviously, the Turtle Green Emperor had integrated all the suitable treasures obtained in the Burial Valley into the tortoise armor, and should have asked for a lot from other monsters.
This means that the true power of this tortoise armor combat body is far stronger than imagined, and is definitely stronger than the lowest level combat body, with at least the defense of a medium level combat body.
Only then did Fang Yun understand why this Turtle Green Emperor dared to chase him. He even suspected that this Turtle Green Emperor was actually the strongest among the twelve emperors. In terms of defensive ability, he should be a peak emperor, on the same level as Ao Yuwei's Dragon Armor or Yi Zhishi's Family, Country and the World.
The demons in the distance all had red eyes, angry and envious. There were very few combat bodies, and there were no useful demons on the scene. Among the thousands of demons, only a dozen of them entered the Burial Valley with combat bodies, and each of them was a favorite and genius of each tribe.
Fang Yun put his hands on his hips and looked at the three hundred monsters. Then the mask fell off, revealing his smiling face.
The monsters rolled their eyes in anger.
Fang Yun was so difficult to deal with before, but now that he is wearing the tortoise armor, he dares to go into the sea to fight hand-to-hand with the emperor who cannot use qi and blood. He is simply a porcupine demon king.
"Don't be discouraged, he has used up a lot of holy power, and he won't be able to speed up for quite a long time!" Rat Emperor noticed this keenly.
The monsters continued to rush towards Fang Yun with a fierce look in their eyes.
Now Fang Yun no longer needed the power of decay to accelerate, which resulted in his speed being only a dozen miles per hour faster than the fastest monster.
Within the range of the Hanging Mountain, the visible distance is extremely long, covering an area of thousands of miles.
Fang Yun kept running away and soon left the range of the Hanging Mountain, which caused the monster's visible distance to drop sharply to less than three hundred miles.
Soon, only the emperors could see Fang Yun, and the demon kings could only see the emperors.
Not only did this fail to defeat the monsters, but it made them even angrier and more eager to kill Fang Yun.
After a few more hours, Fang Yun finally left the emperor's visual range, and then injected the power of decay into the island.
The speed of Shandao is soaring!
Now the island is no longer sailing in a straight line away from the Hanging Mountain, but is moving in an arc trajectory, bypassing all the monsters and the ultimate goal is the Hanging Mountain!
From the very beginning, Fang Yun knew his greatest advantage.
quick!
Not to mention three hundred monsters, even if there were three thousand, Fang Yun would not take them seriously.
When Fang Yun first saw the Hanging Mountain, he was still thinking about how to lure them into chasing him, but unexpectedly, the monsters suddenly became smart and took action first.
The speed of nearly 500 miles per hour is much faster than those monsters, and Fang Yun's visual distance is extremely far, so it will be useless even if those monsters are slightly dispersed.
Not long after, Fang Yun arrived at the Hanging Mountain area again, and could see everything within a radius of thousands of miles.
There is not a single monster on the sea.
Fang Yun smiled heartily and accelerated towards the Hanging Mountain.
There are no monsters in the sea, but there are star monsters and two alien races on the white jade steps, as well as several evil spirits and holy spirits.
They have one thing in common, their realms are all lower than the fifth realm, and some even have the third realm.
Obviously, the white jade steps are not just steps, but should be an obstacle.
Fang Yun recalled the climbing process of the five-level Confucian scholars before. It was easy at the beginning, but later it became a bit strenuous. When they reached the last ten steps, they were all sweating profusely, stopping for a while after taking a step, and even occasionally felt dizzy, including the fifth-level Wen Zong.
Fang Yun took a closer look and found that all the tribes that stopped on the stone steps stopped on the last ten steps. The worst one stopped on the ninth step from the bottom, and the best one stopped on the first step from the bottom. He was only one step away from stepping over, but he just couldn't move.
Fang Yun had no idea what the test was about, so he tried to do two things at once. On one hand, he controlled the mountain island to speed up, and on the other hand, he closed his eyes and rested, reciting scriptures in the Wen Palace with his mind.
There is a clear difference between Fang Yun now and before.
In the past, Fang Yun only recited the original texts of the saints’ scriptures.
Now, Fang Yun only recites his four sets of "New Notes on the Four Books", and occasionally recites "History of Ancient Demons" and his other works.
These are part of the foundation of semi-saint.
This work represents that Fang Yun already has his own holy direction!
It is still a long way to formally establish one’s own holy path, but with the right direction, all that is left is to open up a path and keep moving forward in this direction.
Many times, direction is more important than effort.
During the recitation process, Fang Yun would occasionally discover his omissions or shortcomings, or find new ideas, but he would just write them down and decide whether to make any changes after reciting them repeatedly.
Occasionally someone on the white jade steps looked back at Fang Yun, all of them were filled with surprise, totally unable to understand how Fang Yun got rid of those monsters, and how he had an extra combat body on his body, and how he moved so fast and without interruption.
Not long after, Fang Yun arrived at the white jade steps and stepped up without hesitation.
The mountain island, the skeleton of the Emperor Xingliu, the tortoise armor battle body and everything else turned into a ball of light and flew into Fang Yun's forehead.
Fang Yun sensed that there was an extra ball of light inside the Wen Palace, but he couldn't control it.
Fang Yun looked back into the distance. It was empty and no monsters were coming back. He smiled slightly and started to climb.
Each stone step is three feet wide and one foot high, forming a 45-degree slope leading straight up to the Hanging Mountain.
When he stepped onto the second step, Fang Yun immediately felt an inexplicable resistance. The resistance was not directed at his body, but seemed to be directed at his mind, soul, or Wen Palace.
This force is very small, as small as mist, and the human body will not feel any hindrance when passing through it, so Fang Yun cannot be sure what this force is specifically aimed at.
So Fang Yun continued to climb while looking up.
There was nothing on the stairs, all the way to the top, but you could see everything outside the stairs.
"It seems that each person entering the stairs is equivalent to entering an independent space..."
Fang Yun didn't think much about it, he concentrated and continued climbing.
The further he walked, the more strange it felt to Fang Yun, because the obstacles were too small. However, Fang Yun finally determined that this power was aimed at his spiritual power, but Wen Gong's feeling about this power was still like the human body's feeling about fog.
No matter how thick the fog is, it cannot stop people from walking.
Fang Yun walked along easily all the way, and when he finally stepped on the tenth step from the bottom, he finally felt obvious resistance.
The feeling changed from thick fog to water.
So Fang Yun climbed up to the last level as if he was walking in waist-deep water and stood on the hanging mountain, but his expression looked a little strange.
This process seems too easy.
Those tribes who were trying to climb the last few steps were startled to find that there was suddenly one more person on the mountain.
"Did he fly up there?" The same thought popped up in the minds of all the tribes.
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