Lang Gusheng raised his chin and looked at Fang Yun proudly.
The majesty of the Holy Ancestor cannot be offended!
Lang Gusheng wanted to see Fang Yun hesitate or even frightened, but Fang Yun was not frightened and did not hesitate.
From beginning to end, Fang Yun never looked directly at Xiaoxing's wolf head!
In Fang Yun's opinion, the wolf head did have the aura of the Holy Ancestor, but it was very slight and its symbolic significance was greater than its power. He even thought, maybe Lang Gusheng's brain had become stupid after being soaked in sea water for so long that he had to use such empty power to defend
The twelve True Dragon Holy Swords remained unchanged as they slashed straight at the heavy protective forces in front of the Three Saints.
Lang Gusheng didn't see the scene he wanted to see, and cursed: "You are crazy! You are only a half-saint. Even if the canonization vision is extraordinary, you can't fight against the hatred of the Holy Ancestor! You really don't know your place, you are so stupid! Going against the Holy Ancestor, you are courting death!"
"Holy Ancestor? I've killed many."
Fang Yun looked at the three semi-saints calmly, with a look of nostalgia on his face.
When the Three Saints heard Fang Yun's holy thoughts, their first reaction was to curse. However, when they saw Fang Yun's expression, their hearts trembled. That was not an expression of bragging, nor was it an expression of pretending to be calm. Only those who truly did not take the Holy Ancestor seriously would have that kind of expression!
What could make a semi-saint not take the Saint Ancestor seriously? Is it strength or madness
Before the three saints could think deeply, twelve true dragon holy swords attacked.
Boom boom boom…
The collision between the holy sword and the holy treasure was without any fancy moves. Once they collided, there was an unprecedented explosion of holy ways, comparable to the explosion of stars, the collapse of a world, and infinite amounts of divine light sweeping in all directions.
Hundreds of thousands of miles of sea water evaporated in an instant, and a huge pit larger than before was blown up on the seabed. The dazzling divine light was like a constantly exploding sun, flashing continuously between Fang Yun and the Three Saints.
The power generated by the Holy Path explosion was so strong that Fang Yun had to release the Sand Boat while continuously retreating.
After a few breaths, the divine light dissipated and the space cracks healed quickly.
All the protective treasures of the three semi-saints were shattered. Their aura dropped greatly, their qi and blood were insufficient, and their holy power was depleted. They looked at Fang Yun deeply, turned around and fled.
"This time, he should not be able to attack us. After all, he is a newly promoted semi-saint and needs to familiarize himself with the power of a semi-saint. If he chases us rashly, we can even kill him back!" Niu Xunsheng's tone was full of confidence.
During the escape, Ao Zhou remained silent. He had no thought of resisting at all, and his inner uneasiness became more and more intense. He always felt that this Fang Yun was related to a great figure in the dragon clan legend, and the relationship was very likely not weaker than that of the Dragon Emperor.
Lang Gusheng was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood, turned around and cursed: "Fang Yun, you actually dared to defeat the Holy Ancestor Wolf Head, and you still boast shamelessly, wait for the punishment of the Ten Thousand Realms! Just wait!"
Ao Zhou and Niu Xunsheng glanced at Lang Gusheng and remained silent. A newly promoted semi-saint forced the veteran semi-saint to run and curse, and he didn't dare to fight back. It was really the greatest shame for the saint position.
"Who told you to run?"
After Fang Yun finished speaking, a Holy Way Dharma Crown appeared above his head and a Holy Way Dharma Code appeared in front of him.
At this time, Fang Yun was like the judge of all worlds and the judge of all living beings. His appearance was unsightly and his power was unfathomable.
When the Three Saints saw this scene, they were terrified.
"Aren't you a disciple of Confucianism? Even if you helped the Legalists before, it would be impossible for you to truly control the Legalists' holy way. Why can you control the Legalists' holy way now?" Niu Xunsheng was furious.
"The human race is too cunning!" Lang Gusheng's voice was full of frustration.
Ao Zhou remained silent.
The Legalists are not the strongest in the universe, but they are definitely one of the most difficult.
In front of the Legalists, you can attack and you can defend, but you can never run away!
Throughout history, there were many demons and barbarians who defeated the Legalists, but no demon or barbarian had ever escaped from them, including the saints.
"What should we do?" asked Lang Gusheng.
"What else can we do? Run away desperately. We can only pray that he has just been promoted and has not mastered the legendary art of drawing a prison on the ground and the art of great exile." said Niu Xunsheng.
Lang Gusheng sneered, "Even if it is a true half-saint of the Legalist school, it would be very difficult to master these two sacred arts. He has only just been canonized as a saint, and is just borrowing the power of the Legalist school. How can he use such powerful sacred arts..."
Before Lang Gusheng finished speaking, the Three Saints heard a powerful and majestic voice coming from behind them. The voice sounded like a decree from heaven or the voice of God.
"Draw a line on the ground to make a prison: Heaven's prison is ten thousand layers!" Fang Yun seemed to be speaking out a verdict, pointing at Lang Gusheng, the Holy Dao crown on his head shone brightly, and the Holy Dao Code in front of him slowly turned.
Lang Gusheng let out a wail. It turned out that Fang Yun not only mastered the art of drawing a prison on the ground, but also mastered the extremely high-level Heavenly Prison. Before he could start cursing, he saw four translucent old human beings appear in the four directions of the sky.
When the Three Saints saw the four human elders, they turned pale with fear.
Then, the four semi-saints of the Legalists, Li Kui, Shang Yang, Han Feizi and Li Si, were seen standing in four directions, each holding a pen and ink. With a stroke of their pen, a prison was created.
The four Legalists spent half their lives writing, and prisons fell from the sky one after another.
A cold and dirty prison fell first, covering Lang Gusheng's head!
The appearance of the prison was exactly the same as the county prison in Ji County.
Under the pens of the four semi-saints of the Legalists, there appeared densely packed prisons. At first, they were all prisons of Jing State, but eventually they appeared in all countries.
Those prisons were bigger than the last and kept covering Lang Gusheng. One prison was inside another, until finally there were ten thousand prisons. The last ten layers were the Ten Kingdoms Prisons.
These prisons formed a prison palace with thousands of layers of layers, imprisoning Lang Gusheng tightly.
Ao Zhou and Niu Xun were both horrified. This fate was too terrible. Among the semi-saints, except for the Saint Lord who was about to be promoted to a Great Saint, no one could escape from the prison in a short time.
Fang Yun's voice sounded again.
"The Great Exile Technique: Wandering Through Three Thousand Worlds!" Fang Yun raised his hand again and pointed at Niu Xunsheng.
The shadows of the four semi-saints of the legal school had not disappeared yet. Like Fang Yun, they all pointed their index fingers at Niu Xun Saint.
"No… "
Niu Xunsheng screamed wildly. In the previous battle at the Two Realms Mountain, the human race’s Legalist Semi-Saint had also used the Great Exile Spell, but he could only exile a thousand realms at most. How could Fang Yun exile three thousand realms right from the start? How could they fight him
I saw a set of huge shackles falling on Niu Xunsheng's body, and then countless chains pierced into Niu Xunsheng's cowhide, shuttled under the skin, and finally tied it up tightly, and then lifted it up suddenly.
The thousands-foot-tall Niu Xun Sheng looked like a huge black bull, with his legs and feet tied and hanging upside down in the air.
"Fang Yun, you and I cannot coexist, moo..." Niu Xunsheng let out a shrill scream, and then a huge black space crack appeared below, swallowing Niu Xunsheng.
Ao Zhou was so scared that he went crazy. Even those Dragon Emperors weren’t so scary when they were canonized!
Ao Zhou knew Fang Yun's background very well. He was good at verbal sparring and unparalleled in poetry, but other than that, he didn't have any other powerful strength. But to deal with the three saints, Fang Yun didn't even need to use his most powerful strength. He only used the auxiliary power of the Legalist to temporarily seal off two semi-saints. How could he win
"Still running away?" Fang Yun looked at Ao Zhou.
There was a peculiar majesty in Fang Yun's words, not only the majesty of a judge, but also the majesty of the Lord of the Seas.
The entire sea of sin suddenly formed a huge pressure, obstructing Ao Zhou from all directions.