Fang Yun looked at Yuanwan and suddenly recalled the scene when he first met Yuanwan outside Shenci Mountain. Yuanwan's expression was a little strange at that time. Fang Yun thought he had seen it wrong and didn't care. Now he understood why.
It turns out that Yuanwan already had the Holy Eight-sided Sword. If Fang Yun was in danger at that time, he would definitely have used it in advance.
At the same time that Yuanwan sacrificed the Holy Eight-sided Sword, a barbarian king of the bull tribe beside him roared, and a thousand-foot-long bull horn formed in the sky. The horn was as crystal clear as jade, and the holy power was spreading, and the sound of bulls mooing continued.
The two tribes joined forces to suppress the power of the sacred treasure of the demon tribe.
Those ordinary monsters were horrified, but the emperor present was not surprised but happy.
The Lion King laughed loudly and said, "Your Highness the Demon King is right. There must be rebels from the demon world coming to help us. Let us pretend to be weak and catch them all in one fell swoop. What are you waiting for, both of you?"
At this time, the holy energy around the two wolf kings expanded, burning like fire. Then, a layer of iron armor emerged from under the feet of the two monsters, and continued to rise and spread, finally covering the two wolves.
Semi-holy war body.
A bronze statue of a giant two-headed wolf slowly rose up, shedding thousands of points of holy light, covering the two wolf kings wearing semi-holy warrior bodies.
The sacred power of the giant wolf bronze statue was condensed and did not dissipate, but the pressure formed by the treasures of the two tribes made them retreat again and again, and it was difficult to suppress the monsters.
The two tribes were shocked.
This is the scene that occurs when a semi-saint or incarnation controls a treasure. Just this one semi-saint treasure is worth three.
"In fact, I also got a small gift."
Then, a snake king smiled sinisterly, opened his mouth and spit, and a poisonous black cloud rolled in the sky. It seemed that a giant beast was struggling inside, and the monsters nearby were actually scared and moved away a little.
Another incomplete semi-holy treasure.
The moment the poisonous cloud appeared, the blood flag of the demon tribe in the sky above them suddenly grew taller in the wind, rising higher into the sky, and turned into a thousand-foot-long golden and iron flag, clanging loudly, and emitting extremely faint holy power, which fell on all the demons.
The demon holy flag!
The demons and barbarians were overjoyed. They didn't expect that the gathering of so many treasures would actually form a power that could only be formed when a demon and barbarian half-saint was present in person.
This is genuine holy power. Although it is extremely thin, its nature is even better than the holy energy of the Holy Burial Valley.
Fang Yun was curious when he saw the holy power. He didn't expect that the withered power he had worked so hard to obtain was actually comparable to the holy power. He looked closely and found that the demon holy flag was absorbing the power of the five semi-holy treasures. Then he understood the reason.
The human race and the star demon barbarians gradually merged together, and the blood demon barbarians also slowed down their speed of rushing towards Fang Yun and began to advance steadily, guarding against Fang Yun's attempt to rush into the blood tomb cemetery.
The Lion King roared, "You two tribes are weak, but you stand up for Fang Yunqiang, just like a moth flying into a flame, seeking your own destruction. If you don't help Fang Yun, only Fang Yun will die. If you help Fang Yun, all of you will die and be buried in the Holy Valley!"
“The place where the saint is buried is also where my body is buried. What regrets should I have when I die?” Yi Zhishi stood with a pen in his hand, his eyes like stars, his body standing like a mountain, looking extremely unrestrained.
The Lion King laughed and said, "You, Yi Zhishi, are so ignorant of reason. You were severely injured by the Forbidden Divine Tree used by His Majesty the Demon King, and your holy path was interrupted. You don't even know if you can live through the next year, and you are still talking nonsense. You really deserve to die."
"With righteousness in my heart, why should I fear death?" Yi Zhishi raised his head proudly, his righteousness overflowing. It seemed like a subtle force, but it was able to push away the holy power of the monster treasure. He was majestic and dignified, and defeated the saint with his Confucianism.
The Lion King was not annoyed, and shouted arrogantly: "Fang Yun's helpers, come out, who else?"
"Follow the command of the Lord Shu and protect the talents of our clan."
At this moment, a high mountain suddenly exploded, and a majestic figure rose from the ground, broke through the earth, and finally rose thousands of feet.
All the monsters and barbarians looked on in horror.
The giant had a strange appearance, his whole body was dark blue with a hint of gold. He had four legs, several dozen feet thick, positioned in the four directions like four curved pillars supporting his body.
Above the four legs, the body is like a tower, eight hundred feet high.
Humans have arms on both sides, but this giant is different. There are densely packed giant arms in pairs on all four sides of his body. Each side has two hands clasped together and the arms are side by side, like four huge shells.
Immediately, the many arms on all four sides of the body opened up, like a giant clam opening its shell, or like thousands of leaves separating, neatly and gracefully.
Then, all the arms slowly twisted and faced forward, with four layers of arms on each side, totaling eighty-eight arms and eighty-eight hands.
Divine light flashed above each giant hand, and every flash of light formed a weapon.
There are sawtooth knives, beheading swords, copper-headed sticks, hundred-section whips, knotted spears, eight-sided hammers, Dinghai forks, and Fangtian halberds...
None of the eighty-eight magical weapons are the same, and all of them exude tremendous ferocity.
As the weapons appeared, murderous intent rose, and twelve huge bronze drums appeared behind the giant.
The giant drum sounded without moving, which was extremely strange. With each sound, blood-colored holy power gushed out and poured into the giant's body, making the blood color on the surface of the giant's body even darker.
There is no head on the giant's body.
Suddenly, a dark crack appeared in the center of each of the eighty-eight upper arms, and within each crack, a giant golden eye with a blood-red pupil appeared.
Eighty-eight giant eyes look down upon the world, hundreds of thousands of feet tall vicious men look down upon the world, and their vicious light illuminates the myriad realms.
Like God coming, like a saint before you.
Once extremely ferocious in ancient times, now one of the four most vicious ancient monsters.
Hundred arms.
Seeing the Hundred Arms appear, the monsters were terrified even though they had many treasures on them. Some of them were so scared that they fell to the ground, defecating and urinating.
The might of a hundred arms can intimidate the demons and barbarians for generations.
The Hundred-Armed Clan has never had a patriarch, and the strongest is no more than a Great Sage. However, throughout the generations of Hundred-Armed Great Sages, they have fought against the patriarch and have never died in battle!
The emperor has a hundred arms, but if he does not kill a saint, he cannot be canonized.
"Hundred arms, greetings."
The huge voice of divine thoughts resounded through the sky, and the eighty-eight arms and eighty-eight weapons were like thousands of blooming lotus flowers, with a unique beauty.
Even though they knew they had a backup plan and even though they knew they had the advantage, many monsters still retreated instinctively, not daring to look the beast in the eye.
Fang Yun looked at the huge hundred arms and said with a smile: "We have seen it before."
The hundred arms blinked eighty-eight times, as if in answer.
There were waves of eerie drum sounds, and the demons were momentarily silent.
"Hundred Arms? He fought alongside my ancestors."
A frivolous voice sounded and everyone looked over.
Hundreds of dark blood-colored giant dragons were seen rising from the nearby mountains, with a dragon that was a thousand feet long at the head.
What is different from ordinary dragons is that under the dragon scales of these giant dragons, there are large veins clearly protruding, making the dragon scales translucent, and the black protruding veins can be vaguely seen.
Those dark veins were densely packed, crisscrossed and twisted, looking extremely scary.
These giant dragons have black eyes, golden pupils, silver teeth and purple tongues, and exude evil power all over their bodies.
When hundreds of dragons gather together, people feel that they are sin and evil.
The descendants of the evil dragon of prison, the evil dragon clan, are the source of the destruction of the dragon clan.
Not only did the human race feel cold when they saw the evil dragon clan, even the monsters and barbarians felt cold all over. Although the evil dragon clan gave up their hostility towards the monsters and barbarians in the late ancient demon period, they were notorious in the early period.
Once the evil dragons go into battle, they will devour and chew every enemy they kill. When they are in high spirits, they may even kill and eat their own kind, so that no one knows whether they are fighting to win or to eat.