Fang Yun had fought with multi-headed kings before, but none of them were real life-and-death battles.
For example, the Wolf Tuo Emperor had just been promoted, the Bear Yong Emperor had been suspicious and had not put in any effort, and the Xiang Kui Emperor was severely injured before he even had the chance to make a full effort. As for the three emperors who were unable to use their energy and blood on the sea, it goes without saying.
This ancient corpse of the Bull King is different. The surface of its body is like cast black iron, and the corpse energy around it turns into fire. The surging breath forms a substantial force that surges outward, like a river bursting its banks, madly impacting in all directions.
This power cannot be seen with the naked eye, but can be seen with the divine mind. Where the ancient corpse of the Ox Emperor is, white power like river water is emanating, covering the sky and the earth, and flowing endlessly. This is the River of Emperors.
Fang Yun and the other three felt as if their bodies were constantly impacted by the mighty river water, and that it was penetrating all their protective power.
Fang Yun was better off. The tortoise armor he wore could block this force, and even though he was in the center, he was not affected at all.
But those three were different. They didn't have their country and family to protect them. Even though they were strong scholars, they couldn't do it as easily as Fang Yun. Their bodies often swayed slightly or even retreated, and there were even tiny cracks on the surface of their clothes.
Apart from their country, the world and holy energy, the three of them have no power that can stop the long river of emperors.
However, the three of them were reluctant to consume their holy energy and could only endure it.
This is the Emperor's River after it has been weakened to the level of the Tenth Heavenly Realm!
If it were just the whole world, He Mingyuan, Tian Songshi and Yun Yangzhao could only rely on their holy energy to resist, and the consumption would be unimaginable.
The long river of peak emperors can shatter the country and world of the second-level Confucian scholars. In other words, ordinary second-level Confucian scholars do not even have the qualifications to stand in front of those powerful emperors, let alone fight.
As soon as the ancient corpse of the Bull King landed on the ground, all the other ancient corpses made way for it.
This road leads directly to Fangyun.
It was Fang Yun who stimulated the power of Baoge.
He Mingyuan said in surprise: "Fang Xusheng, this ancient corpse of the Bull Emperor may not have many means of change, but its power is extremely condensed. Although its mental state is poor and cannot be compared with that of a peak emperor, its overall strength is at least as strong as that of a senior emperor, or even slightly stronger."
Fang Yun nodded and said, "I know. But it is an ancient corpse after all. In my world, it can't do anything to me!"
As soon as Fang Yun finished speaking, he saw the ancient corpse of the Bull King, which was more than ten feet tall, opened its huge bull mouth, and with a loud roar, a huge dark green fire column about ten feet thick sprayed towards Fang Yun.
The dark green pillar of fire grew rapidly as it spewed out, and by the time it reached Fang Yun, it had already covered an area of several dozen feet in radius, as if it had turned into a fire cloud, burning all the soldiers and generals in front of Fang Yun.
However, the fire cloud was not facing Fang Yun directly. It was obviously disturbed by the power of the blood light and deviated.
"Can't the ancient corpse only attack with its body?" Yun Yangzhao was horrified.
"Get out of the way!" Fang Yun asked the other three great scholars to stay away, and he wrote "Ode to Li Guang" with a stroke of his pen.
The bright moon of Qin and the pass of Han,
The Long March has not yet returned.
But if the flying general of Dragon City
Don't allow the Hu horse to cross the Yinshan Mountains.
A towering Great Wall made of blue bricks stood in front, blocking the green fire. Then the three-meter-tall figure of Li Guang appeared, drew his bow and shot.
The moment Li Guang drew the bow, an important message was conveyed to Fang Yun. Li Guang's arrow did not attack the ancient corpse of the Ox King, but attacked the place three feet in front of Fang Yun!
At this moment, Fang Yun's hair exploded. This information was too important. It meant that the ancient corpse of the Bull King actually regarded the dark green fire column as a passage, and it could quickly pass through the passage to arrive.
Fang Yun retreated quickly and put out the war poem "Jiang Cheng Zi*Three Songs on the Barbarian Emperor" stored in the floor-standing bookcase instead of the defensive war poem, because the power of the defensive war poems that could be stored was limited, it would be better to attack against attack.
At the same time, Fang Yun's Three Capitals Pen flashed with light, and the capitals of the three kingdoms of Wei, Shu and Wu appeared in front of him, and Xingliu was the last line of defense.
However, at the moment when the power of "San Du Fu" appeared, a huge bull monster figure passed through the dark green fire column and appeared in front.
Above the bull monster, a transparent mountain of white bones appeared. With the naked eye, the mountain was only a hundred feet high, but if one used divine consciousness, the mountain was millions of miles high. It was a mountain of bones that was suspended in the sky like a star, made up of an endless pile of white bones.
Outside the Holy Mountain of Bones, there are thousands of suns circling along mysterious paths, as if they are worshipping the mountain.
On the top of the Holy Mountain of Bones, holy bones stand tall, their might reaching the sky and tearing the starry sky apart, as if they were the master of the starry sky.
The ancient corpse of the Bull King lowered its head, with its two huge horns parallel to the ground, pointing directly at Fang Yun. With the power of the Holy Mountain of Bones, it regarded the Great Wall as a piece of paper and the "Fu of Three Capitals" as glass. It withstood Fang Yun's attacks and poems, and instantly broke through all of Fang Yun's defensive forces.
Like carrying mountains and seas, like covering the sun and moon, it crashes heavily into the flowing water.
Fang Yun was about to use the war poem to leave, but he thought that he would definitely encounter various emperors in the future. Instead of passively defending, it would be better to actively experience the power of the emperor, so he prepared to withstand this attack.
The long horns of the ancient corpse of the Bull King easily pierced Xingliu's body, and then it continued to rush forward against Xingliu like a high-speed flying mountain, and finally hit Fang Yun through Xingliu.
The moment the current hit him, Fang Yun's eyes went dark, and his body flew backwards from above the battle general Zhan Shibing like a kite with a broken string. Even with the powerful tortoise armor protecting him, Fang Yun still vomited blood. His body was hit by the powerful force, his bones were shattered, his flesh was bloody, and his internal organs had all turned into plasma, with no intact organs left.
However, Fang Yun relied on his strong will and took out the rebirth fruit before his back hit the wall and swallowed it in one gulp.
boom!
Fang Yun, who was wrapped in a black tortoise armor, crashed into the wall and then his body fell down the wall.
"Fang Yun!"
The three great scholars ignored the attacks from other ancient corpses and went to rescue Fang Yun.
But Fang Yun raised his right arm and said, "No, I can handle it."
After saying that, Fang Yun spat out a mouthful of blood and stood up with difficulty. His whole body felt numb and sore because his body was recovering at an extremely fast speed.
After standing firmly, all the injuries in Fang Yun's body had healed, but his body was newborn and relatively fragile, so it would take some time to recover to its strongest state.
The three great scholars looked at Fang Yun in surprise. They knew too well the power of an emperor's full-strength attack, which was enough to raze a mountain to the ground and overturn rivers and seas. Although the current blocked most of the power, the impact was real, and even a fifth-level monster would be smashed into meat paste.
Fang Yun gently shook his neck and joints and looked forward.
After the ancient corpse of the Bull King delivered this powerful blow, it gasped lightly, and dark green flames came out of its nose. It then stood still, instinctively digging its hooves in place, and then slowly accelerated towards Fang Yun.
Xingliu returned to Fang Yun with minor injuries on his body which were slowly healing.
Fang Yun heaved a sigh of relief. It seemed that the ancient emperor corpse had used up all its strength to attack across space in an instant, and it would be difficult for it to launch a similar attack in a short period of time.
Fang Yun's mind moved, and a large number of war poetry soldiers swarmed towards the ancient corpse of the Ox Emperor like ants devouring an elephant. Then he waved his brush, and the ink fell on the paper. The poem page burned, blocking the enemy's poem. A Yangtze River wrapped around the ancient corpse of the Ox Emperor, buying time for himself.
The eyes of the ancient corpse of the Bull King were burning with green fire, and its two front hooves were raised high, then dropped heavily.