Lei Konghe and the golden giant tiger were beaten into nothingness by the divine golden mace, but the mirror was completely intact.
The first projection of this Sky-viewing Mirror had long been broken and was temporarily pieced together from fragments. After being hit hundreds of times by the divine golden mace, the only change was that the fragments were slightly loose, without any new damage.
Fang Yun was just about to reach out to take it when his expression changed slightly, and he saw the divine golden giant around him making a loud noise.
It was like a large amount of iron blocks tumbling in a drum.
The divine gold mace broke in the middle, and all kinds of fragments fell down. Then, the divine gold giant's body collapsed like a landslide, and all kinds of mechanical components fell from the sky like waste, piling up into a small mountain of waste.
Fang Yun disappeared.
After a long while, a piece of mechanical component was seen rolling down from the hillside of the scrap hill with a bang, and Fang Yun crawled out of the gap in a panic.
"What a piece of crap!"
As Fang Yun spoke, he jumped to the top of the waste hill in a few steps. With a thought, two rays of light descended from the dark sky. They were the Starfire Heavenly Mirror and the Boat of Sand.
After Fang Yun took it back, he suddenly looked up.
This was the deep pit created by the Destruction Dragon Spear, and in the sea of sin that was unknown how high it was above the mouth of the pit, the space seemed to be completely torn apart.
When Lang Lu appeared, there was only a deep crack in space.
But now, the space there has hundreds of crisscrossing spatial cracks, and it is pitch black in the middle, as if a terrifying ancient beast is shattering the space.
Three bloody behemoths descended from the torn space.
One was a 30,000-foot-long green dragon, with its horns cut short, leaving only the base of the horns, making it a bald dragon. Most of its scales had fallen off, its exposed skin was cracked in many places, and half of its tail was missing.
Ao Zhou, the former Lord of the Yangtze River and the Dragon Saint.
The second statue was a thousand-foot-tall black bull, with two slightly twisted horns like two mountains piercing the sky. The hair all over its body had condensed into black armor, but there was a long crack on its back that ran across the entire back.
Its tail disappeared.
After leaving the space tearing area, Niu Xunsheng's body shrank rapidly and soon turned into a bull barbarian with a bull's head and a body ten feet tall.
The third statue had a wolf's head and a human body, ten feet tall. He was surrounded by a golden light, which was caused by the splashing of holy blood.
His left arm disappeared and was now slowly regenerating at an extremely slow speed.
Wolf is holy.
Soon, the three semi-saints completely broke away from the space tearing area, and the holy power around them surged, condensing into a light golden holy fire that burned slowly.
The three semi-saints were like three blazing suns setting down, illuminating the world yet seeming to destroy everything.
The holy power surged across the vast space of thousands of miles, and everything glowed with a faint light and became clearly visible.
Even the darkness in the huge pit below was dispelled in an instant.
The eyes of the three semi-saints fell on Fang Yun at the bottom of the pit at the same time.
Ao Zhou's eyes instantly turned blood red, and he suddenly opened his mouth wide, using his strongest power regardless of the consequences.
Niu Xunsheng's hair stood up all over his body. He thought of the tragic death of his sworn brother Bing Mansheng. His body grew into a thousand-foot-long black bull. He raised his hooves high and stomped downwards.
Lang Gusheng had already learned from his clone everything that happened during the gambling process. He was extremely ashamed and angry. He raised his right palm high, and suddenly a giant wolf claw appeared in the sky, covering an area of 100 miles.
The three saints launched their ultimate moves simultaneously, shaking heaven and earth, as if the world was about to end.
Fang Yun raised his right hand, and a small silver-white river flew out from his fingertips, dancing around Fang Yun, scattering bits of starlight, and slowly surrounding Fang Yun.
There are billions of stars in that small river.
As soon as the small river appeared, the three semi-saints in the sky suddenly stopped moving. Their dragon mouths, ox hooves and wolf claws were all motionless. Only their eyes were changing.
Fang Yun smiled, waved goodbye to the three semi-saints, and said: "Victorious soldiers win first and then fight, while defeated soldiers fight first and then win. The reason why I entered the Sea of Sin is not because I have to obey Ao Ku's orders, and the reason why I didn't leave immediately is not because I can't escape. Instead, I have a way to win and escape. Goodbye, I have been waiting for you three. In addition, I want to ask, how is the Moon Tree in the Demon Realm?"
After Fang Yun finished speaking, his whole body was wrapped by the tributary of the ancient galaxy.
The originally small tributary of the ancient galaxy suddenly expanded violently, and finally filled the huge deep pit, forming a strange river flowing upstream and rushing straight into the sky.
Like the Milky Way hanging from the sky.
In the galaxy, countless stars reversed and myriad worlds rapidly retreated.
Back in time.
An instant later, the entire tributary of the ancient galaxy burst into dazzling light and disappeared.
Fang Yun disappeared.
The first projection of the celestial mirror also disappeared.
There are only a few fragments of the mechanism.
There was a slight sound of breaking ice between heaven and earth, and the originally frozen time was restored.
The three semi-saints reluctantly put away their great powers.
The three semi-saints looked at each other, their faces filled with sorrow.
Lang Gusheng sighed and said, "Ao Zhou, before you came, you signed a military order. If you don't kill Fang Yun, you will be taken back to the demon world with your head. We two saints are eager for revenge and swore an oath with you. What should we do now?"
Niu Xunsheng had a bitter face and mooed softly without saying a word.
Ao Zhou's chest heaved violently, and it took a long time before it slowly calmed down.
His face was gloomy, staring at the place where Fang Yun disappeared, and said: "No wonder you demon barbarians are being led by the nose by the human race. As a half-saint, don't you even know how to stay calm when encountering trouble?"
Niu Xunsheng snorted and said, "If we demons had brains, would we still need to learn from humans?"
Lang Gusheng rolled his eyes at Ao Zhou and said, "We Yaoman rely on our numbers and strength, what is brain?"
Ao Zhou was too lazy to pay attention to the two Barbarian Saints and said, "It seems that our previous guess was correct. Fang Yun does have the ancient galaxy tributary on him. He escaped with the help of the ancient galaxy tributary just now. With the addition of the legendary time guide car, he will never get lost in the ancient galaxy."
Niu Xunsheng smiled and said, "Ao Zhou, you don't know. When I was practicing with Bingmansheng, I heard from him that being able to enter the tributaries of the galaxy is not enough, you also need a treasure to guide the way. But just having a time guide is useless, you also need the power of time to protect yourself. He is just a literary giant, how can he have the power of time to protect himself? He is not Confucius who comprehended the power of time through the Spring and Autumn Annals."
After Niu Xunsheng finished speaking, his body shrank into that of a barbarian with a bull's head and a human body. He imitated the way Niu Mansheng did back then, clasping his hands together and slightly over his shoulders to show his respect for Confucius.
Niu Xunsheng continued: "Even if he has the power of time to protect his body, he still needs the most important thing."
"Which day?" Lang Gusheng asked curiously.
"A ship has an anchor. To move forward in the torrent of time in the ancient galaxy, a time anchor point is necessary. With a time anchor point, he has a place to stay. The rarity of time anchor points is even higher than that of ancestral treasures. Even an ordinary saint ancestor may not be able to create a time anchor point in his entire life. Only a very small number of saint ancestors who are proficient in the power of time can do it."
"Then if he doesn't have a time anchor point, he will die in the ancient galaxy, right?" Ao Zhou asked.
"If you are unlucky, you will wander in the ancient galaxy, get trapped in a maze of time and space, exhaust your lifespan and die. If you are lucky, you will return the same way!" Niu Xunsheng said with a smile.
"You mean, we can just stay here?"
The three semi-saints laughed together.