A faint smile appeared on Fang Yun's lips. Then, Fang Yun raised his right hand and pressed down gently. All the aquatic creatures, including the raging battle platform, sank together and submerged in the water. Finally, they all returned to the Dragon Palace in the West Sea.
Shengnian Fang Yun was still preaching, and the sea creatures from the West Sea continued to listen to the sermon in the Dragon Palace.
Ao Min suddenly recovered his ten thousand zhang body, and even those millions of dragon shields became larger.
Ao Min was hanging high in the sky, like a star, looking down at Fang Yun, and said slowly: "Fang Yun, if you want to go to war with this Saint, this Saint will grant you your wish!"
"I'm not playing with you either." Fang Yun said, and the thousand-foot-long True Dragon Holy Sword grew larger again, turning into a ten-thousand-foot-long giant sword as big as Ao Min, and slashed down straight away.
There is no technique, no method, no fancy moves, just a straight chop down.
Millions of dragon shields surged between the True Dragon Holy Sword and Ao Min like endless shells, piling up layer by layer to form a mountain of dragon shields.
The entire mountain exuded supreme power, directly approaching the Great Sage.
“I was right... The power of a peak dragon semi-saint is no weaker than that of an ordinary great saint.” Ao Zhou was extremely envious of the true dragon bloodline.
Sword and shield meet.
boom!
The True Dragon Holy Sword was deeply embedded in the Dragon Shield Mountain. The densely packed dragon shields separated to both sides, and cracks appeared on the surface of a large number of dragon shields. However, the True Dragon Holy Sword was unable to cut through the dragon shields with one strike.
What was strange was that the power of the collision between the two saints caused a terrifying space shock, which was enough to vaporize the vast sea, but the sea below only shook slightly.
Ao Zhou's expression changed. He didn't expect that the ocean of Shengyuan Continent was really the ancient four seas!
An ordinary ocean would definitely not be able to withstand the impact of a semi-saint.
The four ancient seas are actually connected as one. Not to mention the half-saints, even many great saints cannot defeat them.
The power of Fang Yun and Ao Min not only failed to defeat the ocean, but was mostly absorbed by the ancient four seas.
Another part of the aftermath hit the Kunlun Mountains behind Fang Yun, like a drop in the ocean, without a sound or a trace.
The True Dragon Holy Sword was unable to cut through the million dragon shields, so it was quickly retracted, paused for a moment, and then chopped down again.
The White Dragon Shield continues to block.
The True Dragon Sword strikes again, and the Million Dragon Shields block again...
Both sides completely abandoned everything and fought only with the most basic strength.
The True Dragon Holy Sword was like a sword of heaven and earth, and the Million Dragon Shields were like endless shields. The two sides kept hitting each other.
A large number of space ripples are overlapping and surging in all directions, and space cracks may form at any time.
After only ten breaths, Ao Min's eyes flashed and he gritted his teeth and cursed Fang Yun inwardly.
The True Dragon Holy Sword showed no signs of weakness, but the recovery speed of the broken Million Dragon Shield slowed down.
The pros and cons are obvious.
Fang Yun's True Dragon Holy Sword is far superior to ordinary semi-saint treasures and is almost as powerful as a great saint treasure.
"Since you are determined to die, I will grant your wish!"
Ao Min finished speaking and roared.
"Body of the four seas, master of all waters!"
After Ao Min finished speaking, the deep blue planet behind him plunged into his body. Then, a deep blue planet flew out from the south and the north and plunged into his body. However, no water ball flew from the east.
"Even the body of the Three Seas is enough to deal with you!" Ao Min seemed indifferent, but was extremely angry in his heart. He did not expect that Ao Yu, the Dragon Saint of the East China Sea, would actually break the ancient agreement and refuse to lend him the power of the East China Sea.
"If you can get rid of Fang Yun, I will kill all your Donghai clan members!"
Ao Min cursed in his heart and shouted again: "Water of heaven and earth, ten thousand dragons seal the evil!"
A thick layer of dark blue water light appeared on the surface of Ao Min's body.
The roars of tens of thousands of dragons rang out from all directions.
Ao Zhou hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, hurry up, this madman! Ten Thousand Dragons Sealing Evil is only a semi-saint combat skill, but if it borrows the power of one sea, it will immediately be promoted to a great saint combat skill. Now borrowing the power of three seas, it is equivalent to three great saints attacking at the same time!"
"You step back first." Fang Yun kicked Ao Zhou and his body flew straight up.
At the same time, 100,000 miles of sea were frozen.
Looking around, the sky and the earth were frozen and covered with white frost.
Roar…
The ice on the sea suddenly cracked, and a total of ten thousand ice dragons broke out of the ice and crashed straight into Fang Yun.
The first ice dragon hit Fang Yun directly, and the moment it touched Fang Yun, it turned into a white mist dragon.
The head and upper body of the White Mist Dragon passed through Fang Yun, leaving Fang Yun in the belly of the White Mist Dragon.
A moment later, the white mist dragon froze and turned into an ice dragon again.
Fang Yun was frozen by the ice dragon.
Ao Zhou could clearly see the motionless Fang Yun through the completely transparent body of the ice dragon.
Then, one ice dragon after another rushed towards Fang Yun. Like the previous ice dragons, they first transformed into white mist dragons and then froze Fang Yun in their stomachs.
After just three breaths, thousands of ice dragons gathered and froze into a mountain.
Ten thousand dragons raised their heads and hovered in the clouds, sparkling and glittering under the light of Wenqu Star and other stars.
In the vast iceberg, Fang Yun was like an ant.
Ao Min was feeling proud, but when he looked up, he saw that Shengnian Fang Yun was still holding the ancient scroll of "The Doctrine of the Mean" and preaching!
Don't take this battle seriously at all.
Like a bystander!
"No!" Ao Min realized that Wanlong Fengxie did not freeze Fang Yun, and he yelled again.
"Ten thousand dragons destroy the stars!"
When Ao Zhou heard about this fighting skill, his scalp tingled. The dragon clan's combat power in the outside world is limited, but in places with powerful oceans, all semi-saint fighting skills can be regarded as great saint fighting skills. Ao Min is completely a great saint.
Moreover, he is a Dragon Saint who can endlessly use the Great Saint’s fighting skills, and is even better than the previous Gu Xu.
Then, subtle changes appeared on the Wanlong Iceberg, and all the icebergs began to collapse towards the center where Fang Yun was, as if a star was about to explode.
But the inside of the iceberg moved.
Fang Yunru arrived at the door of a relative or friend's house, stretched out his right hand, bent his index finger, and knocked on the door with the knuckle of his index finger.
Fang Yun was knocking on the ice in front.
But it was like a giant hand of heaven and earth, knocking on the stars.
It was like hitting the only weak point of the entire iceberg.
At this moment, light white holy paths appeared around Fang Yun's body. They were mysterious and unfathomable. Even the holy paths in the Ten Thousand Dragons Iceberg between heaven and earth were driven by him.
Boom boom boom!
Fang Yun knocked three times in a row.
Endless cracks suddenly burst out from the Wanlong Iceberg from the inside out. Those cracks were like a group of dancing snakes, instantly covering every inch of the iceberg.
Then, the Wanlong Iceberg exploded, and a large amount of ice splashed in all directions.
The power of the Ten Thousand Dragons Star-Destroying Fighting Skill was interrupted before it even began.
Fang Yun stood in mid-air, calm and composed, not even his clothes got wet.
"I have encountered this fighting skill one thousand seven hundred and twenty-one times, and it is not used in this way." Fang Yun stood proudly with his hands behind his back.
The essence of Holy Way combat skills is to mobilize the Holy Way with one's own strength and build up power.
Ao Min's face changed suddenly. Fang Yun's method of cracking it proved that Fang Yun's understanding of this fighting skill was even better than that of him, a top half-saint of the dragon clan!
In front of Fang Yun, Ao Min's fighting skills were like a dilapidated house made of rotten wood.
"You... have entered the Immortal Holy Land? Not the one that the human race imitates the dragon race, but the real Immortal Holy Land of Dragon City!" Ao Min asked.
That was the place he dreamed of entering, and it was also one of the most powerful holy places for cultivation under the Dragon Clan's Holy Ancestor.
"Well, I went in twice, but then I didn't feel satisfied, so I went in again." Fang Yun said.
"You... are wasting resources. I'm going to kill you!"