The Path of the Sage

Chapter 3135: A real treasure

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As soon as Fang Yun took off into the air, the saints discovered him.

A great saint shouted angrily, "Where did you come from, you half-saint? How can you be so ignorant of the rules? Come over here immediately and join hands to kill the corpse. I will give you some benefits."

Fang Yun rolled his eyes at the Great Sage. There were no rules in the ancient world of Kunlun. He was not one of those half-saints who were forced into a corner. If he couldn't win, he could still run away.

"presumptuous!"

The Great Sage of the Giant God Clan did not expect that a dragon would be so rampant, and the two clans had no friendship. He stretched out his hand, and a giant green claw fell from the sky and appeared above Fang Yun's head a hundred miles away.

Fang Yun glanced at the Giant God Sage again. Could this kind of power defeat him

Fang Yun did not move, and continued to charge forward relying on the power of the Thunder Stone Boat.

A giant green claw landed above Fang Yun, and a thin egg-shaped thunder net emerged, surrounding Fang Yun and the Thunder Stone Boat, and meeting the giant green claw.

boom…

After a loud bang, the thunder net remained motionless, but at the intersection of the green giant claw and the thunder net, divine thunder suddenly rushed back like a fountain, instantly defeating the green giant claw.

"you… "

All the saints were slightly stunned. The dragon clan was indeed one of the strongest clans in the universe, but the giant clan was not weak at all.

Although the Great Giant Sage has not been injured yet and his strength has not reached its peak, he is not someone that a Half-Saint Azure Dragon can ignore.

"You guys stop here for a while, and I will go and capture this little snake!" After the Great Sage said this, light green color under his feet rolled, forming a miniature tornado, carrying him straight towards Fang Yun.

“Shen Yun…” The other two great saints of the giant gods shouted his name, but were powerless to stop him.

The other saints looked on coldly. This Shen Yun had always been competitive, so it would be good to teach him a lesson.

Fang Yun turned his head and glanced at Shen Yun, his eyes flashing with displeasure. The Giant God Clan was difficult to deal with, but he was not afraid of them. However, the tribe's land could change at any time. If the Saint Ancestor was alarmed, he would be in deep danger. Therefore, Fang Yun did not want to provoke anyone, and he just took the treasure and left. It was a simple matter.

Seeing Shen Yun coming and thinking of the gray poisonous giant frog, Fang Yun realized that the people he had met before were all saints from the outside world, so he had a preconceived notion that in the ancient world of Kunlun, the Kunlun tribe had the largest number and the strongest strength.

Most of the Kunlun people are hostile to outsiders, especially the violent giant gods. They believe deep down that all treasures in the ancient Kunlun world belong to the Kunlun people, and these outsiders are robbers or thieves.

"Since you're here, let's catch up slowly."

Fang Yun contemptuously hooked his dragon claw towards Shen Yun and suddenly accelerated.

Except for spatial displacement, thunder and gale are always the fastest speeds in the universe.

After the Thunder Stone Boat absorbed enough of the Holy Thunder and contained the source of thunder, it has become another treasure. Now, Fang Yun has mastered a very powerful Holy Thunder.

Fang Yun and the Thunder Stone Boat suddenly made a loud explosion, lightning flashed, and then turned into a thousand-foot-long thunder, like a twisted lightning, rushing through the air, and the space shattered wherever it passed.

At this moment, Fang Yun actually reached half the speed of light.

When the saints saw this scene, they almost laughed out loud. It was obvious that Shen Yun had met a particularly powerful opponent.

Shen Yun was furious. He roared, and a strong wind swept around him. He exerted all his strength, but was gradually thrown away by Fang Yun.

The two sides continued to gallop, and the saints passing by hurriedly avoided them.

The entire tribe's territory was only a few million miles at its longest. Fang Yun flew 300,000 miles in one breath. In just a few breaths, he entered the innermost circle. In order to avoid startling the corpses, he restrained the thunder.

However, Shen Yun was being pulled farther and farther away, and seeing that Fang Yun was about to disappear, he gritted his teeth and suddenly spat out a mouthful of divine blood at Fang Yun.

The rich blood and energy of the Great Sage penetrated the void and instantly moved to where Fang Yun was.

The holy blood exploded.

That holy blood is like a beacon at night.

Where Fang Yun was instantly became the focus of the entire clan.

Countless saints and frightened corpses looked up at where Fang Yun was.

The frightened corpses nearby rushed towards Fang Yun like hyenas smelling the smell of a rotting corpse.

Fang Yun turned around to take another look at Shen Yun who had almost disappeared, smiled coldly, and his body seemed to suddenly become heavier. He disappeared on the spot, and his body transformed into a frightened corpse he had seen on the road before, even imitating its breath vividly, and he moved away from this place.

Most of the frightened corpses nearby stopped and looked around in confusion, having lost their target.

However, the frightened corpse closest to Fang Yun not only did not stop, but instead seemed extremely angry, with red cracks spreading in its green eyes.

"Ah..."

More than a dozen frightened zombies rushed towards Fang Yun like crazy.

Fang Yun's eyes moved, and he knew that the power of his "Book of Changes" was limited. It could deceive the frightened corpses far away, but not the frightened corpses nearby.

However, Fang Yun was not here to fight to the death with Jingshi, nor did he care. His speed was much faster than Jingshi's anyway, unless the Holy Ancestor Jingshi arrived.

Fang Yun turned his head and glanced at the core of the inner circle, where there were still endless corpses emerging. He hoped that the corpse of the Holy Ancestor would not appear, otherwise, all the people in the entire ethnic group would be killed instantly, unless they had a treasure that could withstand the power of the Holy Ancestor.

Fang Yun flew straight to his destination, and far behind him, twelve frightened zombies were chasing him frantically.

These frightened corpses actually entered a complete combat state, roaring angrily, their gray and strange long hair floating behind them like dense seaweed.

The other saints were already terrified when they encountered this situation and wanted to escape, but Fang Yun's holy thoughts were observing these frightened corpses carefully with great interest, constantly analyzing the holy ways of these frightened corpses and studying the power of these frightened corpses.

It is extremely difficult to study the holy ways of different ethnic groups, but Fang Yun is different.

Fang Yun's Hundred Coffins Island has the power of the underworld, which can summon the fighting spirits of dragons and ancient monsters, as well as the ancient corpses of the Holy Burial Valley. He has also accumulated a lot of experience in Dragon City. It is only a matter of time before he studies the shocking corpses, and there are no substantial obstacles.

The more Fang Yun studied, the happier he became. He had never expected that this corpse was actually a completely new life form, but it was just not perfect yet. This life form was essentially a dead race, but because it could absorb the power of treasures, it also had the holy way of the metal alien life form.

The undead are not afraid of death, and the treasures are powerful, so the combination of the two powers formed a wonderful creature in Fang Yun's eyes.

All races have studied the shocked corpses, including the Kunlun royal family, but the shocked corpses can only die in battle and cannot be captured alive. Any long-term imprisonment will cause them to die or self-destruct.

The tribes in the ancient Kunlun world do not have as rich knowledge about the dead as Fang Yun, nor do they have mastered the power of the underworld.

"Interesting, very interesting..."

Fang Yun was shocked to find that he almost made a misunderstanding. The greatest treasure of this ethnic group's land was not those ordinary treasures, not the most valuable giant metal egg, and not the body of Jingshi, but the holy way related to Jingshi.

Fang Yun has learned from all races, and because his roots are in the human race and he has been influenced by hundreds of schools of thought, his thinking is the least constrained.

After discovering that the undead could absorb the power of treasures, he quickly deduced: if the treasure was used to absorb the power of the undead, or to fuse with the corpses, how powerful would the treasure be