Ao Zhou wondered, could it be that all these human semi-saints had been to the Immortal Holy Land and had each of them killed ten thousand opponents of the same level
When did the human race become so strong
How can I continue to practice even if I’m dead
However, Fang Yun was not surprised at all.
Ao Zhou glanced at Fang Yun and found that Fang Yun was calm, as if to prove that everything was as expected and that he didn't need to intervene if a signal arrow could solve the problem.
All the holy ways that purely belong to the human race will return to the human race.
There are also many holy ways that are shared by all races. Ao Min masters them, and the saints of the human race and Fang Yun all master them or have dabbled in them, especially the holy ways of combat.
As a result, the power of those White Light Dragon Saints began to dissipate rapidly, either being taken away by the Thunder Saints or dissipating into the world.
Above the sky, the saints were fighting fiercely, and the holy path was in chaos.
The dark space was filled with cracks, the voices of all living beings sang, divine light overflowed, and the heaven and earth were glorious.
Ao Zhou looked up at the sky, his eyes shining.
Such a wonderful battle among all living beings is rare in a thousand years.
The only regret is that the whole process was like a group of well-trained soldiers besieging a larger group of beasts.
The beasts are powerful, but the soldiers are more powerful.
Suddenly, the most radical Han Feizi was attacked, and his body of thunder exploded like a saint.
Ao Min secretly breathed a sigh of relief. This meant that Fang Yun's Holy Path Battle Poem was not invincible. These...
Ao Min had just thought halfway when a holy body of thunder descended from the sky.
The sacred body of Han Feizi’s war poetry has been resurrected.
"This Fang Yun..."
Ao Min looked at Fang Yun, murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
Ao Min and Fang Yun were far apart.
In the sky between the two people, the saints were fighting fiercely, and countless dark cracks in the space were crisscrossed.
The entire West Sea seemed like an ever-expanding balloon that could explode at any time.
The saints on both sides fought desperately, and the winner was decided after just a few dozen breaths.
All the White Light Dragon Saints died in the battle, while most of the human saints died and were resurrected.
At the moment when the last White Light Dragon Saint died, the thirty-six semi-saints of the human race all fired their holy words at each other.
All the thirty-six holy arguings were thrown into Fang Yun's True Dragon Holy Sword.
The True Dragon Holy Sword let out a long roar, and precious light flowed from its surface. Large cracks appeared in the surrounding space and spread in all directions.
Where the True Dragon Holy Sword was, the space completely collapsed and the entire sword was completely in the void.
"Power to split the sky, the great saint's divine weapon..."
Ao Zhou muttered to himself.
When a great sage's treasure fully releases its power, space can no longer bear it and only the void can contain it.
Fang Yun blinked.
The brand-new True Dragon Holy Sword seemed to regard space as an ice layer, breaking through the ice along the void, and a dark, huge space crack appeared in the sky.
The sky cracked.
In the void, powerful force was injected into the True Dragon Holy Sword.
When the crack in the sky appeared, the True Dragon Holy Sword had already arrived in front of Ao Min.
Ao Min sighed softly.
"Sure enough, he lives up to the name of the Lord of the Restoration."
After Ao Min sighed, the space between him and the True Dragon Holy Sword suddenly collapsed.
Just as the True Dragon Holy Sword was about to strike, a black ring with a sharp silver blade on the edge appeared, standing upright and spinning rapidly, making a buzzing sound.
The True Dragon Holy Sword tilted down from a height of thousands of feet, and the tip of the sword touched the center of the black ring, unable to move forward an inch.
"It's the Void Dragon Ring! The treasure of the Great Sage." Ao Zhou exclaimed softly.
Suddenly, the True Dragon Holy Sword thrust forward fiercely, and its power exploded completely.
The space with a diameter of thousands of miles collapsed in an instant, large areas of sea water dissipated directly, and Fang Yun, Ao Min and Ao Zhou were swallowed by the void.
Ao Zhou screamed and ran away, his body covered in blood. As he ran, he cursed himself for being stupid. If he had known this would happen, he would have entered Fang Yun's Holy Dao Study.
Finally, Ao Zhou stood at the edge of the four seas and looked at the rapidly shrinking black ball in the void.
The void dissipated, and Fang Yun's Holy Dao Study was broken, but it did not completely collapse. New Holy Dao treasures flew out from the literary world to rebuild a new Holy Dao Study.
Fang Yun was not hurt at all.
The thick divine light around Ao Min became extremely dim, and his body was also not injured.
Ao Zhou sighed inwardly, it was indeed a match made in heaven. If the two did not use their trump cards, the battle would last for days and nights...
"not good!"
Ao Zhou widened his eyes and screamed suddenly.
Because when the Shengdao Study had not yet been repaired, a wisp of black gas was seen tearing through the cracks in the Shengdao Study, rushing in, and taking the back of Fang Yun's head.
The speed of the black gas was too fast. It was obvious that a semi-saint was using the great saint's treasure to launch a full-force sneak attack.
No half-saint could possibly dodge a sneak attack of this magnitude.
Too strong, too fast.
At the same time, a barely perceptible smile appeared on Ao Min's lips.
Ao Zhou was disheartened and was just about to consider whether to escape or join Ao Min when he suddenly noticed that a hair on the back of Fang Yun's head moved.
At this time, the attacker is about to succeed.
"Why is Fang Yun's hair moving? Why do I instinctively focus on that hair?"
At this moment, Ao Zhou seemed to understand, and then he discovered that a powerful power burst out from behind Fang Yun's head.
The black light suddenly expanded rapidly and turned into a thousand-foot-long black dragon half-saint, which retreated while spitting blood.
The aura around the Black Dragon Semi-Saint was only slightly weaker than Ao Min's. He was a Dragon Saint of the same level, but his aura was falling rapidly.
The eyes of the Black Dragon Half-Saint were filled with fear.
The body of the Black Dragon Half-Saint was slender, like a long snake. The strange thing was that cracks appeared from the corners of his mouth on both sides, spreading towards his body and tail, as if a long snake was cut horizontally from the mouth to the tail with a knife.
The huge wound was spreading rapidly.
Ao Zhou suddenly concentrated all his strength into his eyes.
At the same time, the body of the Black Dragon Half-Saint was cut into two pieces.
Something countless times smaller than dust flew out from the wound on the tail of the Black Dragon Half-Saint.
Ao Zhou suddenly realized that it was Wei Ming, one of the four ancient monsters that Fang Yun had summoned.
Ao Zhou was not excited, but his body felt cold, because when he was fighting with Gu Xu, Wei Ming's breath was unstable and his skills were immature, but now, he was as experienced as an assassin with many years of experience, his breath was almost imperceptible, and his skills were straightforward and direct, without a trace of superfluity.
At this moment, Wei Ming seemed to be a kind of holy assassination!
Ao Min also noticed it immediately and shouted angrily: "How did you get Wei Ming's help! His Majesty Ao Xian is right, you really colluded with the ancient demon! Damn it! All saints, listen to my command and kill the traitor Fang Yun!"
Fang Yun smiled calmly and said, "The third time I entered the Immortal Holy Land, I didn't kill 10,000 Half-Saints, but 1 million. And I didn't do it myself, it was the forces in the literary world who did it."
Ao Zhou's eyes widened, and the shock in his heart turned into reverence. This Master Lei was so powerful. Not only did she treat the Immortal Holy Land as her own home, but what was even more powerful was that she had long realized that Ao Min would not be alone, and would use despicable means to launch a sneak attack, deliberately leaving loopholes for Wei Ming to wait for an opportunity.
The body of the Black Dragon Saint was constantly spurting blood. His Great Saint Treasure was an attacking treasure and could not protect him. Wei Ming took advantage of the situation and turned back to attack again.
The body of the Black Dragon Half-Saint was broken into countless pieces and there was no way he could be reborn.
Because, the one who made the move was Wei Ming.
The Black Dragon Half Saint roared in anger and poured his remaining strength into the Great Saint's treasure. The Great Saint's treasure let out a cry of pain, left the Black Dragon Half Saint, flew out of the West Sea, flew out of space, and disappeared.
The Black Dragon Half-Saint sighed softly, and his body completely disintegrated.