The cost of this literary world far exceeds the cost of cultivating a holy ancestor.
Fang Yun tried to direct the thunder towards Kunlun Mountain in the literary world.
The thunder that could easily destroy all the saints fell on the Kunlun Mountain in the literary world like a spear of destruction. The moment it hit the Kunlun Mountain, the thunder instantly turned into thunder water and fell into the Kunlun Mountain like a gentle stream.
In the peak of Kunlun Mountain in the literary world, there is a thunder ditch about a foot long.
Fang Yun's heart skipped a beat, as if his holy thoughts were somehow connected to something.
Fang Yun's eyes moved, and he began to guide the Thunder Order, directing the thunder towards Kunlun Mountain in the literary world.
All the thunder turned into thunder water when it approached Kunlun Mountain in the literary world.
The thunder water slowly gathered, condensed into small streams, gathered into small rivers, and flowed, either turning into lakes or forming large rivers.
In the Kunlun Mountains of the literary world, thunder and water flow.
Time passed slowly, until the tenth day, Fang Yun suddenly opened his eyes and looked up into the sky.
Then a bright fireball fell from the sky and fell towards the sea of thunder, but was attracted by Lei Ling.
The fireball was getting closer and closer, but it was only the size of a fist and looked normal. However, if you looked closely, you would see that the "flame" was not made up of real fire, but billions of thunders!
The thunder contained in this fireball is more than the total amount of thunder that Fang Yun has introduced into Wenjie Kunlun in the past ten days, and more than the total amount of thunder water in the entire waterfall in ten days.
Fang Yun asked Lei Ling to introduce the source of thunder into the literary world. Just as he was about to absorb it with the Great Sage Divine Thunder, Kunlun in the literary world suddenly emitted a strange breath, as if it were alive.
Afterwards, a huge gravitational force was seen emanating from Kunlun of the literary world, as if the statues above were waving at him.
The source of thunder immediately deviated from its original direction, gave up entering the Great Sage Divine Thunder, and fell into Kunlun in the literary world.
There is a Thunder Lake on the side of the main peak of Kunlun in the literary world.
Fang Yun was silent for a few breaths, shook his head slightly, and continued to guide the thunder into the literary world Kunlun.
As the thunder and water contained in Wenjie Kunlun increased, the aura of Wenjie continued to grow stronger. At first, it could only attract thunder as thick as a thumb, but now, the thunder injected into Wenjie was hundreds of feet thick, forming a small waterfall, which was constantly being absorbed by Wenjie Kunlun.
Gradually, Fang Yun discovered that the thunder and water from the divine world had actually become a power that belonged to him.
As soon as Fang Yun opened his mouth, the True Dragon Holy Sword flew out. The True Dragon Holy Sword was originally bred by a true dragon, and absorbed the power of the thunder dragon. It already contained the power of thunder and fire, but compared with the power of the holy sword itself, the power of thunder and fire was negligible.
Now, the surface of the True Dragon Holy Sword remains unchanged, and even the original power of thunder and fire has completely disappeared!
The True Dragon Holy Sword is not an isolated sword body, but is attached to an ink sword!
After Fang Yun was canonized, the attached Black Ink Sword was no longer as good as the True Dragon Holy Sword, even with the help of the sword patterns.
The True Dragon Holy Sword is the sword of holy thoughts and the sword of the human race. Fang Yun has not practiced the Holy Way of Thunder, and has no time to practice, so he cannot bear the truly powerful Holy Way Thunder.
The ink sword is different. It is not a physical entity, but was condensed by Fang Yun with the help of the sacred way of calligraphy.
Fang Yun’s calligraphy has now reached the fifth level, as powerful as the dragon and the phoenix!
The black sword of this realm has low killing power, but it is enough to carry the holy thunder.
The ink sword under the True Dragon Holy Sword gradually grew longer, and finally became the same size as the True Dragon Holy Sword, and the shape was exactly the same, with only the color and surface texture being different.
The True Dragon Holy Sword was transformed from holy thoughts and was extremely pure, so the sword body was as white as snow. Although there were dragon patterns on the surface that formed golden light, it did not stain the sword body.
The Thunder Ink Sword was completely different. It was pitch black, as if it was made of countless inks, darker than the darkest chaotic vacuum. On the sword body, there were dense blue and white lines, like cracks on the sword body.
Thunder water flows in the blue and white lines.
The aura of this Thunder Ink Sword is surprisingly not inferior to that of the True Dragon Holy Sword, but it was bred for too short a time and is far less powerful.
As soon as Fang Yun's mind moved, he saw the black sword falling into the thunder source lake like a meteor from the sky.
The moment the Thunder Source Lake touched the Ink Sword, it was like an enraged ferocious saint, wanting to devour the enemy. However, Wenjie Kunlun shook slightly, and the Thunder Source Lake returned to calm.
The Thunder Ink Sword lay quietly at the bottom of the lake, absorbing the power of the lightning source.
The lightning source is shrinking at an extremely slow speed.
Fang Yun could clearly sense Lei Yuan’s fury, but he remained motionless.
When the Thunder Source Lake was reduced to half its size, a lightning orb appeared on the hilt of the Thunder Ink Sword.
At this time, the Thunder Ink Sword stopped absorbing the Thunder Source Lake, and the violent aura of the Thunder Source Lake slowly dissipated.
Fang Yun stretched out his hand and the Thunder Ink Sword flew high into the sky. He saw the Thunder Waterfall that Lei Ling had introduced into the literary world split into two, one part was absorbed by Kunlun of the literary world, and the other was absorbed by the Thunder Ink Sword.
Twenty days passed and there was no lightning source.
After a little thought, Fang Yun realized that lightning source was something that could only be encountered by chance, and he couldn't just sit and wait.
Fang Yun looked up at the sky. There was an endless river of thunder and water in the sky. There must be many sources of thunder, but that was a real forbidden area. Even the Saint Ancestor might be swallowed by the river of thunder and water if he was not careful.
Fang Yun lowered his head again and looked at Lei Hai.
The sea of thunder is called a sea, but the total amount of thunder is far less than the long river of thunder water in the sky. The key is that there is the Thunder Stone Mountain suppressing this place. Many saints in history have practiced here. This sea of thunder is far less dangerous than the long river of thunder water in the sky.
Whether it is Kunlun of the literary world, the Thunderous Ink Sword or the Great Sage Divine Thunder, they are all crying out for food.
Fang Yun gritted his teeth and injected more power into the Thunder Stone Boat and the Thunder Order. He also took out the projection of the Thunder Cliff, released the power of the three thunder treasures together, and then slowly sank.
The five great saints from the outside world were surprised at the beginning, but now they are used to it and are wondering when the chanting ghost will come out.
Suddenly, the five great saints all widened their eyes.
The huge thunder ball is sinking, and the chanting ghost is about to enter the sea of thunder!
The five great saints looked at each other.
"This chanting ghost... is quite brave." Lang Kun's tone was a little strange, but the other great saints didn't care.
The Great Sage of the Sun smiled and said, "As expected of a top alien race. Even if Gu Xu was reborn, he would be no more than this."
The wolf fur all over Lang Kun's body trembled. He glanced at the Sun Great Sage without making a sound and fell into deep thought.
Huo De sighed and said, "They say that thunder and fire are inseparable. Not to mention me now, even if I become a great sage in the future, I dare not go down to the sea of thunder. As a fellow alien race, this sage is quite ashamed."
The Great Sage Yanhui nodded slightly. This ghost who was chanting scriptures was indeed at the peak of his powers. With time, he would most likely be canonized as an ancestor.
Time passes slowly and a year goes by in a flash.
Outside Taichu Lei Ze, the Plague Sage and the two Demon Sages had been waiting for a long time.
"This Taichu Lei Ze is too dangerous. We don't have the ancient map, so we are in great danger of death if we go in."
"Without an ancient map, do not enter a dangerous place, unless you are promoted to a peak great sage."
"It seems that the possibility that the chanting ghost is Fang Yun is very small. The human race is not good at using thunder, so it is useless for him to enter it. On the contrary, the chanting ghost has mastered various magic techniques, and many sacred techniques are related to thunder."
"That's right, then we will head to the core of the ancient world. If we meet him on the way, we will use the Eye of Illusion to observe him. If he is really a chanting ghost, we will join forces with him and give him a great fortune. If he is Fang Yun, we will kill him!"
"Fang Yun is too powerful. We have also gradually gathered the semi-saints we have encountered. It is impossible for the Great Sage to act alone before."
"Let's go."