Fang Yun, the ghost who was a hundred feet tall, snorted coldly, and black light surged around him. The translucent ghost body was wrapped in it and quickly rushed towards the seven demon semi-saints.
A moment later, the seven demon semi-saints also discovered the ghost Fang Yun.
The seven demon barbarians were slightly startled and immediately looked at each other, but they couldn't make up their minds. That was the legendary top alien race, the chanting ghosts. In terms of individual strength, no other race in the demon world could compare to them.
What's more, every semi-saint discovered that the aura of this chanting ghost had reached the peak of semi-saint, and was the Holy Lord.
Among the seven demon semi-saints, there is not a single saint master, and the strongest one is still far from the peak of semi-saint.
The seven semi-saints hurriedly communicated with their divine thoughts. Before they could come to a conclusion, they saw the cold and holy thoughts of the chanting ghost spread across thousands of miles.
"How dare you covet this saint's treasure? How outrageous!"
The seven demon barbarian half-saints were shocked, and then the fox saint sneered, "Although you are a top alien race, we are the masters of all realms. If you fight one against seven, you may not have the upper hand. Since everything is just a misunderstanding, we will retreat."
Fang Yun glanced coldly at the Fox Saint, and the Ten-Pattern True Dragon Holy Sword flew out.
In the eyes of the seven semi-saints, a page of the ghost book in front of Fang Yun turned, and a giant ghost sword condensed by the power of ghosts flew out.
"you… "
Fox Saint Jie was so frightened that his red fox fur was fluttering. Before he could finish his words, the ghost sword disappeared from the eyes of the saints.
The moment the ghost giant sword disappeared, the seven semi-saints breathed a sigh of relief, but the next moment, their hair stood up and they fled in all directions like frightened birds.
laugh…
With a slight sound, Hu Jiesheng's head was separated from his body, and his holy thoughts and holy soul were strangled by the terrifying force.
The hundreds of feet long corpse of Hu Jiesheng fell from mid-air and landed heavily on the ground with a loud bang.
In the air where Hu Jiesheng's neck was originally, a dark space crack quickly healed.
The other six semi-saints were not at home. This was not an ordinary place, but the ancient world of Kunlun. In the outside world, semi-saints could easily break the space with treasures or powerful combat skills, but in the ancient world of Kunlun, even if a great saint wanted to break the space, it was not so easy.
What's more, Hu Jie Sheng has various means of preserving her life and is an expert in illusion. It is impossible for an ordinary great sage to find her true body directly. So why can the ghost giant sword directly take Hu Jie Sheng
Killing a semi-saint with just one sacred spell is a method only a great sage can use. This chanting ghost is too terrifying!
“You dare to run away from me? Is this another provocation?” The ghost Fang Yun’s cold voice sounded again. The six semi-saints suddenly felt as if there was a layer of ice on their backs slowly spreading to their whole bodies, as if they were in the deep sea. Both their holy thoughts and their holy bodies felt a chill to the bone.
However, the six semi-saints discovered that the murderous intent of the chanting ghost had obviously weakened, and they immediately remembered that although the chanting ghost was powerful, it was not bloodthirsty. Now that it had calmed down, they could discuss it.
The six semi-saints exchanged their thoughts for a moment, then stopped and bowed to Fang Yun together.
Fang Yun reached out and took away Hu Jiesheng's body. He was about to kill them all, but when he saw that the six semi-saints actually stopped, he had an idea and took back the True Dragon Holy Sword.
She Yan Sheng hurriedly said, "We made a big mistake by coveting the treasure of the Ghost Saint Lord. We admit our mistake. Hu Jie Sheng is the culprit and is already dead. Please forgive us."
The ghost Fang Yun stretched out his translucent right hand, holding a blood-red ball in his hand, which he gently threw up and caught.
The six demon semi-saints recognized it at a glance. It was the semi-saint treasure of Fox Jie Saint, named Meizhu.
The ghost Fang Yun said: "I am a clan of chanting ghosts, and I do not like to bully the weak. This saint came to the Kunlun Ancient Realm to meet the geniuses of the Ten Thousand Realms. I will use the geniuses of the Ten Thousand Realms as a whetstone to help me become a great saint and directly aim for the Holy Ancestor. However, you have offended me after all. Each of you must hand over a semi-saint treasure, or a divine object of equal value, and you can leave. Otherwise, even if this saint chases you to the abyss of the Ten Thousand Realms, he will kill you!"
The holy thoughts of the six demon semi-saints were rapidly communicating with each other.
"What should we do? Should we go together and kill him? If the six of us join forces, we may not be afraid of him."
"Idiot, he is not an ordinary Saint Lord, he is a Saint Lord of a top alien race. Not to mention us, even the Lord of Plague is not as good as him. Can the six of us kill the Lord of Plague?"
"Are we just going to hand over the treasure? I won't accept that!"
"I am also unwilling to accept this, but which is more important, the treasure or life? It is good enough that he did not have the intention to kill me."
"I won't hand over the semi-sacred treasure, it's my life-saving item, but I can give him my other sacred items. What a pity..."
"He's coming, make a decision quickly!"
The Lion Saint with brilliant golden hair opened his mouth and spit out a white dragon bone helmet, saying, "Your Majesty, please keep it. This is a treasure of our clan. It is made from the head of a great sage dragon. It is extraordinary. I hope you are satisfied."
The other five semi-saints looked at the Lion-Shaking Saint with both joy and jealousy. The dragon bone helmet was an excellent semi-saint treasure and was priceless. However, the Lion-Shaking Saint also had the better Changfeng Holy Wings. They had to choose between the two, so they had to sacrifice the dragon bone helmet.
Fang Yun stretched out his hand, and the dragon bone helmet, which was bigger than him, shrank and fell into his hand.
Ghost Fang Yun smiled and said, "Very good. I like this dragon bone helmet. It was made by the Great Sage himself. It is far superior to ordinary semi-saint treasures. I just need it. You are very sincere, little lion. I accept it. I like you. Well... In the Kunlun Ancient Realm, if you have anything to ask for, this saint will help you once. Of course, you must not ask for more."
As Fang Yun spoke, he actually put on the dragon bone helmet. The dragon bone helmet quickly faded and finally turned into a thin layer of light that covered his head.
The Lion Saint was overjoyed. He shook the thick mane on his neck and said hurriedly, "Thank you, Your Majesty, the Ghost Saint! You are truly a kind and merciful Saint."
"In our clan, kindness is not a good word." Ghost Fang Yun said.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! This dragon bone helmet suits you so well, it should be yours!" Lion Saint flattered him.
The other five semi-saints were extremely helpless. The Lion Saint was too lucky. As soon as he arrived here, he met a saint lord, or even the future chanting ghost saint. This was more valuable than getting to know the demon saint.
Fang Yun glanced at the other five semi-saints.
The other semi-saints hurriedly took out various divine objects with bitter faces. They were reluctant to part with their own semi-saint treasures, so they could only make do with various divine objects, and even took out the divine objects that belonged to the tribe.
The collection of a semi-saint is extraordinary. Even if it is not a semi-saint treasure, it is of extremely high value.
Soon, the sacred objects and sundries in front of the five semi-saints piled up into a small hill.
Fang Yun glanced at them, his expression unchanged, but he was very satisfied in his heart. The value of these things exceeded that of ordinary semi-saint treasures, and there were even a few antiques and divine materials that were worth a lot of money.
Fang Yun collected four semi-saint divine objects in succession, and finally looked at the last and worst divine object hill.
"What? Are you sending away beggars?" Fang Yun said in a stern voice and looked at Sheyan Sheng.
The other semi-saints looked at Snake Rock Saint with sympathy.