A moment later, the Shengnian planet collided with Kunlun Mountain.
Endless divine light filled the entire light curtain and also filled the solar system where the two saints were.
Waves of terrifying forces spread out with earth-shaking sounds. In the divine light, the space was torn apart. In the dark starry sky, pure black scars appeared, like a giant beast, swallowing and devouring people.
Fang Yun stood there, motionless, not even the corners of his clothes fluttered, and he did not use any extra strength. His body was like an ordinary young man standing in the starry sky, and he blocked all attacks with just his holy body.
Zong Moju was forced to retreat continuously by the powerful force. The surface of his Holy Thought body became dim and lifeless, and forces such as the literary world emerged from his body, forming a brilliant colorful light shield to block the impact of the Holy Thought. His entire body seemed like a battlefield.
Zong Moju finally blocked Fang Yun's first attack.
“Time is like the sea, and the heavens are like fish.”
After Holy Thought Fang Yun finished speaking, he slowly raised his right hand. There was no fishing rod or fish hook, only a Holy Thought line in his hand. He still threw the Holy Thought line towards Zong Moju as if fishing.
The two were thousands of miles apart, but the holy thought fishing line arrived in an instant, passed by the left side of Zong Moju's holy thought body, and then disappeared.
During the whole process, Zong Moju did not move at all, but his face was pale and his teeth were clenched.
The semi-saints in front of the light widened their eyes slightly.
The great scholars looked at the light curtain with great curiosity. Was Fang Sheng's second attack ineffective
The great scholars of the clan heaved a sigh of relief. It seemed that Fang Yun had failed because he had consumed too much energy in the first attack.
Suddenly, everyone saw an unbelievable scene.
The sun behind Zong Moju was split into two, like an apple cut vertically by a knife!
As it split into two halves, it exploded with a loud bang, the endless space shattered, and the power to destroy everything swept in all directions.
At this moment, all the great scholars saw that the space between Fang Yun and the sun had been cut open by a thin spatial crack.
It’s not that Fang Yun’s holy thoughts were deviated, he just didn’t want to hurt Zong Moju’s holy thoughts!
The power of the holy thought cutting the sun is something that Zong Moju could never achieve!
Zong Moju could do it with war poems, with a holy sword, and with a literary treasure, but he could not use his holy thoughts to split a sun so easily.
Even the Holy Thought Planet just now would be easily cut if it encountered this Holy Thought Line.
"I lost this battle." Zong Moju spoke slowly.
Fang Yun nodded.
In front of the light curtain on the Daofeng Mountain, Wang Jinglong said: "The competition of holy thoughts is over, and now we are entering the competition of holy bodies."
All the great scholars were stunned for a moment. The great scholars of Jing State looked excited, while the great scholars of Qing State looked dim.
Fang Yun had said before that his Holy Mind Attack had three levels, but Zong Moju couldn't even handle two levels!
Considering the previous discussion of the Holy Thought, everyone found it hard to believe.
If Fang Yun was too lucky and obtained a powerful holy path, it would be understandable that he was better than Zong Moju in the discussion of Sheng Nian. But why is Sheng Nian so much stronger than Zong Moju
Being a little bit stronger might be luck, being much stronger might be superior, but being much stronger then that is a completely different level, a completely different realm.
The great scholars of Qing State were filled with anger. They were not afraid of Zongsheng losing, they could accept that, but they could not accept such a tragic loss! It was so unbearable!
It's simply bullying the little Mongolian child!
The great scholars of Qing State clenched their fists tightly, looked at each other, and nodded slightly.
They believe that the holy body of the Saint must be very strong!
Because the human race has never been able to compare with the holy bodies, the patriarch saint brought this up deliberately, and naturally there must be some hidden tricks behind it.
Wang Jinglong added: "In the contest of holy bodies, Saint Fang asks Saint Zong to make the first move."
Everyone stared at the light screen hurriedly.
The two have put away their holy thoughts.
In the starry sky, Zong Moju said calmly: "The human race's holy body is relatively weak. If there is no other power to protect it, it will be easily defeated by the monsters. This time, only the holy body will be compared. No additional power will be added to the attack. Even if one party's holy body collapses, the flesh and blood can be regenerated without hurting others. Since Saint Fang is so confident, then this Saint will not refuse it."
After Zong Moju finished speaking, a golden light suddenly burst out from his body, and then his body expanded rapidly, bursting through his robe, and finally became a thousand feet tall, forming a complete holy body.
In the sky above Zongmoju, a vortex appeared that could only be seen by the saints. In the vortex, talent and literary starlight fell like a waterfall.
The great scholar could not see the vortex, he could only see Zong Moju bathed in a glow of orange and silver, like a giant in the clouds, a god in the sky, full of supreme majesty.
In Zong Moju's eyes, the sun is shining, the planets are moving, all living beings are multiplying, and all things are worshipping.
After the sun exploded, the nearby planets originally flew to other places, but when the holy body of the Saint appeared, the nearby planets slowed down, changed their flight paths, and actually began to revolve around the Saint!
The body of a semi-saint is like the sun.
Where the holy path is, the stars surround it.
Seeing this scene, all the great scholars were shocked and almost kowtowed in worship.
So spectacular!
This is the power formed when the human semi-saint reaches the ultimate understanding of the holy way. The demon semi-saint is completely unable to do this. Only the great saint can do this.
"Show me your holy body." Zong Moju spoke slowly.
We are clearly in space here, and there is no medium to transmit sound, but the sound can be transmitted billions of miles away.
This light curtain was silent, and the great scholars present could not hear the holy sound from such a far distance, but they could hear it just by seeing Zong Moju speak.
No matter how far.
“The holy path is majestic…” the great scholars sighed in their hearts, and their determination to become semi-saints became even stronger.
Unlike the great scholars, the incarnations of saints stared at Zong Moju's body.
Because, there is a strange power in Zong Moju's body!
This is the source of power that makes Zong Moju's holy body far more powerful than that of humans, far more powerful!
Moreover, there was a barely detectable gleam of blood in Zong Moju's eyes.
Fang Yun just smiled slightly and said, "That's good."
Zong Moju suddenly revealed an undisguised rage and shouted, "You are so arrogant before the victory or defeat is decided. I have misjudged you! Since you are so arrogant, I will let you taste the bitter fruit!"
After Zong Moju finished speaking, he took a step forward, crossing a hundred miles, and in just a few steps, he rushed in front of Fang Yun.
One is a thousand feet tall, like a mountain, and the other is less than ten feet tall.
Opposite the huge watermelon are tiny watermelon seeds.
Zong Moju threw a punch without any fancy moves.
Dense space ripples spread along his arms.
Not only the great scholars, but also the incarnations of saints were shocked, because the power of the human race's holy body was limited, and it was impossible to create space ripples with the holy body alone!
Only the inhuman semi-saints who have cultivated their bodies can possess such power.
At this moment, everyone sighed secretly, thinking that Fang Yun would definitely lose this time.
This is equivalent to a human semi-saint wrestling with a demon semi-saint, there is no suspense at all.
Among the human race, I am afraid that only the rebirth of Confucius could barely surpass Zong Moju.
"After all, he is the patriarch..."
Everyone sighed in their hearts.
Zong Moju’s huge fist flew towards Fang Yun like a small mountain.
Fang Yun smiled, and seemed to raise his hand very slowly, then extended his index finger very slowly, and used the soft tip of his index finger to greet Zong Moju.
Seeing Fang Yun's move, the saints and great scholars were stunned, but then they realized that Fang Yun was not arrogant, but knew that he would fail, so he simply used this method to express his contempt for Zong Moju, or to show that his will was strong and not affected by failure, or to anger Zong Moju.