The demon world is burning, the demon world is crying, the demon world is falling!
At this time, a young man wearing rough animal skins appeared outside the East Moon Tree, hanging high in the sky, with a blurred face. When he opened his mouth, a melodious and clear voice rang out outside the East Moon Tree.
"I was not canonized when the poem was completed, but I will not rest until the evil and barbarians are destroyed!"
The poem that had been hidden for a million years was recited by Fang Yun the moment he left the imperial land.
Then a real dragon holy sword appeared in front of Fang Yun's incarnation and slashed straight towards the Dongyue Tree.
Thousands of years ago, Confucius also suppressed all the saints here with a snap of his fingers!
In the Dongyue Tree, the terrifying aura of the Holy Ancestor rose into the sky, like a long blood-red river rising upstream, instantly melting the True Dragon Holy Sword and rolling towards Fang Yun's incarnation.
"Courtesy should never end!" Fang Yun's incarnation smiled proudly, and his body dissipated with the wind.
"Fang Yun..."
Among the sacred trees, countless monsters roared in grief and anger.
Outside the demon world, any ancient land bordering humans, ancient demons, alien races, etc., if there were demons or savages, they all encountered Fang Yun's sword from outer space. The semi-saints in those ancient lands were unable to be transferred back to the demon world because of their low strength, and all died under Fang Yun's sword.
Among the seventeen domains of the demon world, twelve passages in five domains were breached, and various tribes rushed into the demon world.
Shengyuan Continent.
Lin Man and Sha Man had a total of three semi-saints, plus the semi-saint Sha Hun who descended from the sky, a total of four semi-saints attacked the human race.
In Shengyuan Continent, four true dragon holy swords appeared.
The three Barbarian Saints were all protected by powerful semi-saint treasures, and they fled quickly. The True Dragon Holy Sword had a chance to kill them, but an invisible force obstructed the True Dragon Holy Sword, allowing the three Barbarian Saints to escape completely.
The Half-Saint Shark Hungang had been severely injured by Chen Guanhai and actually wanted to attack Ning'an City.
The True Dragon Holy Sword pointed at the Half-Holy Shark.
Half-Saint Shark felt the power of the True Dragon Holy Sword, a look of shock appeared on his face, and he retreated quickly.
But the True Dragon Holy Sword, which had been hidden for a million years, was so powerful that it caught up with him.
Just when the True Dragon Holy Sword was about to kill Sha Hun, the power of the Holy Way blocked it, allowing Sha Hun to escape.
The four True Dragon Holy Swords that had lost their target actually emitted angry sword sounds and flew straight into Qing Kingdom, spreading out in all four directions of the Old Peach Mountain. Their auras merged into one, isolating the Old Peach Mountain from the outside world.
Dragon City.
In the deep sea, beside Wang Jinglong’s incarnation.
The True Dragon Holy Sword slowly stretched out.
Just as those demonic semi-saint incarnations were about to escape, they saw the True Dragon Holy Sword flash in an instant, and killed all the semi-saint incarnations one by one with one sword.
"Thank you Fangsheng for your help!" Wang Jinglong bowed respectfully to express his gratitude.
After all, the incarnation is not the original body.
In a secret place.
The incarnation of the Miscellaneous Semi-Saint Zong Moju is facing off against four incarnations of the Demonic Semi-Saints. These four incarnations of the Semi-Saints are extremely powerful, and each of them is no less powerful than Zong Moju.
At this moment, the True Dragon Holy Sword appeared.
Zong Moju's incarnation was stunned for a moment, as if relieved, but his expression was very complicated.
The True Dragon Holy Sword killed four demonic semi-saint incarnations in a row.
Zong Moju's incarnation bowed his head slightly and said, "Thank you Fang..."
Suddenly, the returning True Dragon Holy Sword cut Zong Moju's incarnation into two.
Zong Moju's incarnation had a bewildered look on his face, then seemed to wake up, and finally completely dissipated in the sea.
In Dragon City, wherever there is an incarnation of a demon or semi-saint, a True Dragon Holy Sword will appear.
However, seven True Dragon Holy Swords failed to kill.
The other party had to pay the price of a semi-holy treasure to resist the attack of the True Dragon Holy Sword.
Sea of sin.
A group of semi-saint ancient demon fighting spirits stood at the bottom of the water, all of them at a loss.
"We didn't dare to attack him before he was canonized. Now that he's canonized, should we still go?"
"Well... forget about Fang Yun, we have bigger things to deal with."
"Yes, yes, yes. We should discuss why the Holy Ancestor's legacy made us completely break with the ancient monsters and join forces with the monster barbarians?"
"The Saint Ancestor's last thought said that Shu Zun betrayed me, but I don't believe it! Shu Zun was one of the earliest ancient monsters. Apart from Saint Ancestor Cangyue, no one is older than him... Huh? Shu Zun was canonized as an ancestor!"
“If he were to seal the ancestor, the ancient monsters now would definitely obey him.”
“I always feel that things won’t be that simple.”
"What should we do then?"
"Haha, our Sin Sea War Souls are different from the war souls in the outside world. They were originally sacrificed. Even if they were transformed into war souls, the higher-ups would not come to save us and let us continue to stay here. Since we don't know the reason for the split, we might as well remain neutral and let them fight to the death. We will join whichever side wins. Anyway, we didn't participate in the war, so we are still considered part of the ancient demon clan. No matter who we join in the future, we will not be rejected."
"Okay, then we'll just watch the fight."
Outside the original site of Sinsea City.
Ao Zhou, Lang Gusheng and Niu Xunsheng fled with all their might.
At this moment, the small black holes in the sky behind Fang Yun disappeared, and there was only a twelve-petal sword lotus in front of him.
Suddenly, the twelve-petal sword lotus trembled slightly, and twelve True Dragon Holy Swords flew out together.
Fang Yun stood in the sea of sin, his eyes clearer than the blue sky, his waist straighter than the mountain peaks, and he stepped on the holy white cloud and slowly walked forward.
"Not good! There are twelve holy swords. We must join forces. No one of us can stop the four holy swords!"
"If you just run away, you will definitely die. Ao Zhou, do you want to die?"
Ao Zhou said helplessly: "Let's work together to avoid this disaster first, and then escape separately!"
"Good!" Lang Gusheng and Niu Xunsheng roared in unison.
Afterwards, the three saints opened their mouths and spat out a hundred drops of divine blood each. Afterwards, they spat out a drop of the Great Sage's blood. Based on the Great Sage's blood, they led the hundred drops of divine blood to condense into the blood bodies of the three saints respectively.
Afterwards, the bloody body flew into the life-saving treasures of the three of them.
The three of them quickly approached and stacked the three life-saving relics together.
Afterwards, the three saints exerted their full strength.
Ao Zhou curled up his whole body, and his dragon scales peeled off layer by layer. Finally, the dragon scales turned into a huge wall, blocking the way ahead.
A murderous look flashed in the eyes of Lang Gusheng, and he actually extracted the extremely fine ancestral god blood from deep within his own blood. He opened his mouth and the blood mist condensed into the head of a silver wolf.
The huge silver wolf had a moon on its forehead, its face was covered with criss-crossing scars, and its eyes were as empty as the sky, emitting the powerful majesty of a saint ancestor.
A sneer appeared on Lang Gusheng's lips. This was his most powerful strength. Not to mention Fang Yun, a mere newly promoted half-saint, even the Great Sage would hesitate when seeing the power of Xiaoxing, the ancestor of the Wolf Clan.
After all, Xiaoxing is still alive, unlike those demon saints who died in battle. If you are disrespectful to Xiaoxing, you may encounter unexpected events.
Being higher than the ancestor does not only refer to the position, but also the order of the universe. Fang Yun is only a half-saint. If he attacks Xiaoxing's power, it will inevitably cause Xiaoxing's dissatisfaction. If Xiaoxing is dissatisfied, then the will of the universe will inevitably hate Fang Yun!
Seeing Xiaoxing Wolf Hand, Ao Zhou often breathed a sigh of relief. Niu Xunsheng whispered: "Lang Gu, thank you very much. I owe you one. When I return to the demon world, you can always let me repay you."
After saying that, Niu Xunsheng's two horns broke off, kept getting bigger, and finally formed a horn door. Between the horns, the void flickered, and any power could be moved to a distant place.
Ao Zhou also said: "I don't need to thank you for your great kindness."