Imperial land, in the Palace of Doomsday.
"What a battle without any technical content." Fang Yun looked at the three severely injured emperors and shook his head slightly.
Lion King, Wind Watcher and Ao Yuan all showed expressions of grief and anger.
The three of them have given it their all.
The Wind Watcher had been constantly consuming his lifespan to predict the opponent's attack. However, when there were too many Ancient Corpse Kings, even if he predicted it, the other Kings knew the attack angles of the Ancient Corpse Kings and could not avoid it. Because the Ancient Corpse Kings all used life-threatening means. The best way was to resolve it at a relatively small cost, killing one thousand enemies and injuring five hundred of his own.
With the Golden Lion Drum, the Lion King could have held out longer, but Fang Yun used the holy treasure to contain him, preventing him from exerting his full power.
Ao Yuan even took out the pale sundial and continuously drew the power from it to strengthen himself. His strongest attack once killed five ancient corpse kings.
Even someone as powerful as the Demon King could only kill three or four Ancient Corpse Demon Kings with a full-strength attack.
However, the number of ancient corpse kings continued to increase, and remained at one hundred.
In addition to the one hundred ancient corpse kings, there were also five flesh and blood giants, as well as Fang Yun's holy treasure, which turned the battle into a complete melee.
What made the three-headed emperor most helpless was that because there were too many ancient corpse emperors and they were always fighting in close combat, only two of them could use the divine attack from beginning to end, and the divine attacks of the rest of the emperors were all interrupted.
"Give it here." Fang Yun stretched out his hand to Ao Yuan.
Half of Ao Yuan's body had been beaten away, and he was also invaded by corpse poison. His flesh and blood were regenerating very slowly, and he lay on the ground like a broken earthworm.
He was originally full of hatred, but suddenly he forced out an extremely sincere smile, and tried to throw the wooden box that Ao Yuwei gave to Fang Yun to Fang Yun, saying: "Your Highness Wenxing Longjue, I know that I have made an unforgivable mistake, but I will correct it. I swear to Longcheng now that from now on, I will serve you as my master, and I am willing to spend the rest of my life to make up for my mistakes. I..."
"There's more." Fang Yun hooked his right hand and put the wooden box into the Tiandi Shell with his left hand.
"you… "
"What?" Fang Yun's eyes changed and became extremely cold.
"Okay!" Ao Yuan gritted his teeth and threw the pale sundial towards Fang Yun.
The pale sundial was as big as a house. After Fang Yun caught it, he made it the size of a palm.
"nice one!"
Fang Yun carefully touched the lines and cracks on the surface of the pale sundial and was moved. The value of this pale sundial was no less than that of the Dusk Sun Fragment.
Fang Yun discovered that the pale sundial contained powerful force, but Ao Yuan was too weak, and the force seemed to conflict with the sundial, so it only mobilized a very small amount of power.
"And more!" Fang Yun hooked his hand again.
Ao Yuan looked bitter and said, "Your Highness Fang Yun, this West Sea Crown is a sacred object of my clan. If I lose it, I will face severe punishment. If it falls into your hands, once the saints of my clan descend, it will be disadvantageous to you. How about this, I have also obtained many treasures during my visit to the Falling Star Sea. I will give all the treasures together with the Heaven and Earth Shell to you."
"Give me the Heaven and Earth Shell first." Fang Yun said.
Ao Yuan gritted his teeth and waited for three full breaths before handing over the Heaven and Earth Shell.
Fang Yun took his second Heaven and Earth Shell. This thing was more valuable than the Semi-Saint treasure.
"Yours!" Fang Yun hooked his finger at the Lion King.
The Lion King stared at Fang Yun, his eyes flashing red and golden, and said slowly: "I will give you the treasure of my clan, can you spare my life?"
"If you give it to me now, I might spare your life. But if you don't give it to me, I can kill you and still get this treasure." Fang Yun said.
"Aren't you afraid that I will destroy the Golden Lion Drum and commit suicide?" said the Lion Fear Emperor.
"Don't joke with me. If you can destroy the Golden Lion Drum, I will turn around and run away. Hurry up!" Fang Yun's face turned gloomy again.
The Lion King sighed and was about to offer the Golden Lion Drum, but the Wind Watcher said, "He will not let us go. I have seen that death is coming."
After the Wind Watcher finished speaking, his body suddenly turned into a black light and drilled into the crystal holy ball. Then, a black eagle soul appeared in the crystal holy ball, flapping its wings and ready to fly.
The crystal holy ball turned into a stream of light and flew away rapidly. Fang Yun hurriedly used various treasures to intercept it, but all failed.
"As expected of a Wind Watcher, it's just a pity for the Crystal Holy Ball." Fang Yun had long known that it was easy to kill an emperor, but it was hard to kill a Wind Watcher, after all, the status of a Wind Watcher in the demon world was too high. However, the Wind Watcher's soul was in the Crystal Holy Ball, and he could only live for three years at most. After three years, his soul would be scattered, which was more miserable than an ordinary death.
Fang Yun doesn't care about the Wind Observer, but he cares a lot about the Crystal Holy Ball, which is a treasure unique to the demon world. Although humans cannot use the power of prediction even if they obtain it, it has a powerful ability of spying and can directly observe various places in the demon world. As long as the observation location is not near the Demon Saint, it will never be noticed.
They didn't see that the Crystal Holy Ball flew out of the Temple of Doomsday, flew out of the Imperial Land, flew out of the Falling Star Sea, and was about to fly away from Dragon City when a giant claw appeared out of thin air and grabbed the Crystal Holy Ball. The eagle soul inside let out a shrill scream and dissipated into smoke.
"You!" Fang Yun stared at the Lion King coldly.
The Lion King hesitated for a few breaths, lowered his head, and the heavy Golden Lion Drum slowly flew towards Fang Yun. When the Golden Lion Drum was still fifty feet away from Fang Yun, the Lion King suddenly raised his head and released his spiritual thoughts to stimulate the last of the Golden Lion Drum's power.
However, the Lion King discovered that the surrounding environment had completely changed. It was no longer a ruin made of rubble, but a new land with birds singing, flowers blooming, and undulating mountains, creating a beautiful scenery.
The world is filled with blood.
The divine consciousness of the Lion King was completely devoured by the Bloody World.
“How could it be…” The Lion King looked at Fang Yun in horror and sent out his divine consciousness again, but it disappeared without a trace and he completely lost contact with the Golden Lion Drum.
"So, this battle does not contain any technical content. You are too weak, both in mind and body." Fang Yun stretched out his hand and grabbed the Golden Lion Drum. A large amount of withered power poured in and quickly destroyed the brand inside.
Only then did Fang Yun put away the Blood Light World.
The Lion King tried to sense the Giant Golden Lion Drum in a hurry, but there was no response from the Giant Golden Lion Drum.
Fang Yun put away the Golden Lion Drum, looked at Ao Yuan, and asked, "Are you really unwilling to give me the West Sea Crown?"
“I… hope that you can show mercy and spare me for the sake of being a fellow dragon.” Ao Yuan pleaded.
"Kill them!" Fang Yun gave a faint order, and a hundred ancient corpse kings attacked together.
It was like a group of giant elephants trampling two mice.
"You forced me to do this!"
Ao Yuan roared, and suddenly a translucent white dragon emerged from the crown of the West Sea. The white dragon soared up and instantly turned into a translucent white dragon with a length of a hundred miles. It looked down at Fang Yun from above.
The one hundred ancient corpse kings were all forced to retreat again and again by the giant dragon's power, making it difficult for them to get close to Ao Yuan.
"Grandfather, kill him!" Ao Yuan shouted.
The eyes of the hundred-mile giant dragon were filled with indifference. It slowly raised its giant claws and slapped towards Fang Yun.