Fang Yun’s Holy Thoughts had long since stopped reciting the Holy Scriptures.
Within the West Sea Dragon Palace, countless water dragons looked up to the sky with horror on their faces.
The descendants of Ao Min, the Dragon Saint of the West Sea, were trembling.
It turns out that Fang Yun is a thunder master.
boom…
The water separated by Ao Min was like two oceans colliding with each other, submerging the West Sea Dragon Palace. The huge gap slowly closed, and finally only the undercurrents surging under the water surface remained.
Within ten breaths, Xihai returned to calm.
Sanhai lost its owner.
The sad conch sound resounded in the Three Seas, spread throughout the four seas, and spread throughout the Holy Yuan Continent.
With the disappearance of the Sky Observing Mirror and the return of the Xinghuo Huntian Mirror, the spring of Shengyuan Continent came to an abrupt end.
The death of the Three Seas Dragon Saints added a touch of chill to the Holy Yuan Continent.
Between heaven and earth, there is vast white snow.
Fang Yun stepped on the holy cloud, stood on the Western Sea, and looked quietly into the distance.
I don’t know how long it took, but a huge space door suddenly appeared in front of me.
The intact Lan Xun and the bloody Ao Zhou rolled down from it and stopped in mid-air.
Fang Yun opened his mouth, and a faint light rose up, illuminating an entire world in an instant.
The Holy Dragon Sword, which had been brewing for a long time, with the strongest power, instantly moved between Ao Zhou and Lan Xun, and appeared in front of Ao Zhou.
Ao Zhou's eyes widened suddenly, and he watched the True Dragon Holy Sword pass by in front of him.
At this moment, Ao Zhou suddenly felt that the world was slowing down, and even saw a small thing standing on top of the True Dragon Ancient Sword.
Wei Ming.
An instant later, the ancient true dragon sword penetrated into Lan Xun's head.
Before Lan Xun could react, he lost control of his body and his eyes slowly dimmed.
The dignified Fish Saint had lost all his holy power and majesty, and just glanced around in disbelief.
"Where are Ao Min and the others?"
Lan Xun only saw a familiar killer whale swimming in the sea in the distance.
"how so… "
Lan Xun closed his eyes with deep reluctance and doubt.
Ao Zhou breathed a sigh of relief and complained: "Your Majesty, in order to avoid hurting Lan Xun, I have never dared to go all out. You see, I...have already solved it? It only took a while, but they were all killed? What is that? Watch. Sky Mirror Light? Your Majesty, Master Lei, help me!”
Ao Zhou immediately shrank to about the size of a foot and hid beside Fang Yun, trembling.
The vast sky-gazing mirror light is slowly dissipating.
Fang Yun glanced at Ao Zhou angrily and said, "The Sky Observing Mirror has returned to Beihai Dragon Palace and will not hurt you."
"Ah? Really?" Ao Zhou quickly raised his head and observed carefully before calming down.
Ao Zhou smiled and said: "Your Majesty, do you think this Lan Xun is in good condition? I probably know what you are going to do?"
Fang used his holy thoughts to hold up the thousand-foot-long semi-holy Lan Xun, and asked casually: "What should I do?"
"Of course, cook it and eat it!"
"Cook? You don't understand the deliciousness of bluefin tuna!" Fang Yun shook his head, moved his fingers together, and used his holy thoughts like a knife to instantly cut the huge bluefin tuna into pieces of different sizes and squeeze out a large amount of holy blood.
Finally, the fishy and dark red meat on the back was thrown into the sea, leaving only the fish meat in other parts and the complete fish bones ready to be refined into treasures.
Fang Yun releases his holy power, wraps the fish meat, and sends it into the literary world. He controls the temperature, humidity, and time flow to ensure that he can eat perfectly mature bluefin tuna within a year.
Ao Zhou glanced at Fang Yun and swallowed the red meat that Fang Yun had thrown away. His face suddenly twisted and he squinted, as if he had eaten a sour lemon. delicious."
"You'll know then."
Fang Yun was very satisfied, but a little regretful.
"Next time you kill a half-saint, you must be careful not to hurt the ingredients." Fang Yun said.
Ao Zhou was shocked and thought, "The human race is so cruel!"
Fang Yun glanced at Ao Zhou, and Ao Zhou immediately understood and took the initiative to grow bigger, carrying Fang Yun with his head.
"Go to the Blood Mang Realm." Fang Yun said.
"Yes!" Ao Zhou waved his tail, went straight up into the sky, and rushed towards the blood realm in space.
Arriving in space, Ao Zhou flew hard and said, "Your Majesty, why don't you go to the Holy Court to conduct the canonization ceremony?"
"If I participate in the canonization ceremony, some things will be difficult to do. I will go to the Holy Court after one thing is resolved."
"What's the matter?" Ao Zhou asked cautiously.
Fang Yun did not answer.
Ao Zhou had no choice but to continue to the Blood Light Realm.
After a while, Ao Zhou came to the Blood Light Realm.
The earth in the Bloody Mang Realm cracked, the mountains and rivers were frozen, and there was deathly silence.
Ten feet away from the ground, there is a layer of rich power of the Holy Dao, covering the entire Bloody Light Continent.
Everyone in the Blood Mang Continent fell into a deep sleep.
The place where the Fang family's residence is located is shrouded in more powerful holy power. All the people inside are awake, but they are all a little confused and uncomfortable.
As soon as they looked up, they could see the Saint Yuan Star.
Now, there is also a huge dragon flying from a distance.
"Stop." Fang Yun said.
Ao Zhou stopped obediently in the sky above the Blood Mang Continent.
Fang Yun suddenly disappeared.
Then, a huge transparent Fang Yun appeared in the sky above the Blood Light Realm.
The blood star seems to have become Fang Yun's lower body, while Fang Yun's upper body still maintains its prototype, except that it is tens of thousands of miles tall and extremely huge.
Everyone in the Holy Yuan Continent saw a huge fortune appearing on the new moon.
Human races everywhere knelt down one after another, not daring to make any mistakes.
Suddenly, the giant Fang Yun opened his mouth, and a huge sound like a tsunami spread throughout the Holy Yuan Continent.
"On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Lu Shen Qingjing. Take only Qingjun and keep the rest away!"
The sound echoed three times in the sky above Shengyuan Continent, and then, a huge sword of the Holy Path that was ten thousand feet high came out of the void, with the tip of the sword pointing downward, hovering directly over the Qingjing Imperial Palace.
Visible throughout the city.
Then, the huge Fang Yun disappeared on the Bloody Star.
Human races everywhere were in a daze, and the humans in Qing Kingdom had complicated expressions.
The capital of Qing Dynasty was in complete chaos.
Everyone began to pack up their valuables as quickly as possible, then dragged their families and fled from the capital.
Within a quarter of an hour, all the gates in the capital were blocked.
There was no one to guide or direct the situation, because even scholars, soldiers and government officials all joined the fleeing army with their whole families.
Qingjing staged the largest escape in history.
In the palace, the bells ringing to summon the officials rang wildly.
Not long after, some officials arrived at the Qianqing Hall of the palace.
At this time, there were still many days before the first day of the Lunar New Year, but less than half of the officials came to Qianqing Hall.
Outside the palace, there are official hats and official seals arranged in a chaotic manner.
Many Qingguo officials hung up their hats and left.
In the main seat of the Qianqing Hall, on the dragon chair, Qing Jun leaned against the dragon chair, his face was ashen, and his eyes were bloodshot.
The eunuchs and maids all knelt on the ground, trembling.
Not far away from both sides of the dragon chair, there were blood stains that had not been wiped clean in the future.
In the main hall, civil and military officials lined up.
For the first time, there were more military attaches than civilians.
Qing Jun slowly glanced at the cultural relic ministers, feeling so tired for the first time in his life.
"Dispensing with all etiquette, I will give you a seat for all my dear friends."
An embarrassing scene occurred. Many eunuchs had already escaped. There were not enough eunuchs to deliver the chairs, so the palace guards had to be mobilized to move the chairs.