At this time, the saints no longer had the interest to watch how Fang Yun fought back against the incarnation of the Holy Ancestor.
This was because a small half of the saints were covered by the giant ball of thunder.
Although most of the power of the giant ball of thunder flowed towards the incarnation of the Gray Poison Ancestor along the space cracks, even the remaining power was not something that an ordinary great sage could resist.
Not to mention the half-saint.
All the semi-saints within a hundred thousand miles, no matter which ethnic group they were from, whether they were outsiders or members of the Kunlun royal family, were instantly reduced to ashes. Only a very small number of semi-saints had strong abilities to preserve their lives and escaped with their holy bodies destroyed.
Some great saints frantically used all kinds of powers to protect themselves, and ultimately saved their lives at the cost of serious injuries.
Soon, the thunder dissipated.
The earth has turned into a huge black pit, with a faint warm air floating upwards. The ground around the pit is cracked and devastated.
Fang Yun was above the big pit.
The saints in the distance looked at Fang Yun, their hearts filled with shock. They vaguely guessed that Fang Yun was not unafraid of the Holy Ancestor, but was trying to establish his authority.
Use the elves and the ancestor of gray poison to establish the prestige of the human race!
From today on, if the Holy Ancestor is not counted, the human race has become one of the strongest.
However, there is a price to pay for using the two major Kunlun royal families and the incarnation of the Holy Ancestor to establish authority!
The saints began to retreat at an accelerated speed, and everyone realized that this would become a real battlefield.
A battlefield between ethnic groups.
"You, hurt my avatar!"
An angry voice resounded through heaven and earth, forming into gray thunders that twisted in the sky like thousands of snakes dancing wildly.
In the sky above the Tenth Royal Court, a large amount of fragmented flesh and blood condensed into the incarnation of the Gray Poison Ancestor.
At this moment, the incarnation of the Gray Poison Ancestor's aura is less than half of its original strength.
His protruding and huge eyes were bloodshot, and he stared at Fang Yun as if he was staring at food.
Fang Yun smiled and said, "I still have a lot of Great Saint Divine Thunder here."
“When I show up, it will be the time of your death!” The incarnation of the Gray Poison Ancestor tried his best to remain calm, but the toad-like pustules all over his body were trembling slightly, poisonous water was bubbling, and his whole body was entangled in giant snake-like poisonous mist.
"I see. Then the battle between the royal families begins again."
After Fang Yun finished speaking, the mountains of the Royal Clan roared. This time, the gray poisonous giant frog clan and the spirit clan also became enemies in Fang Yun's battle against the royal family.
The saints in the distance did not know whether to laugh or cry. They had seen many lunatics and people seeking death, but they had never seen someone using the royal war as a talisman to fight against the Holy Ancestor.
From now on, the incarnation of the Gray Poison Ancestor can indeed take action, but the original body cannot.
The saints have gone from being shocked at first to being numb, and at the same time, they are wondering what the origins of this Fang Yun are. He definitely cannot be a mere human.
"You..." The incarnation of the Gray Poison Ancestor was so angry that his body was shaking, and venom was spurting all over his body, which was disgusting.
"Ancestor, you must find a way to kill him, he is too rampant!" Frog Master pleaded in a crying voice. Before, when he was in the treasure land of the Golden Clan, he used a life-saving method. This time, the Great Sage's divine thunder exploded, and all his last treasures were used up. Now the most valuable thing on him is the Great Sage's divine material, and he doesn't even have a complete Great Sage treasure.
"Don't worry, he won't live long! Once Kunlun Palace is opened, the Holy Ancestor will capture him! I have already sent a message to the entire clan, to go here immediately and surround and kill this kid!" The Gray Poison Ancestor is indeed an old monster, even after suffering such a great humiliation, he did not lose his temper, and he was not prepared to waste his reputation by transforming into Quan Fangyun.
The frog officer hurriedly said: "Ancestor, please do not mobilize other troops. The corpse chaos is raging everywhere. If the elite of the tribe are transferred here, the consequences will be disastrous."
The Gray Poison Ancestor incarnation was stunned and said, "You are right. I will have them stationed in various places of the Frog Ancestor and wait for the Kunlun Palace meeting to end."
The saints watched all this silently, and sadness suddenly arose in the hearts of the saints of Kunlun clan. When did the Kunlun royal family become so incompetent? They were helpless against a great saint from the outside world, and even the incarnation of the Holy Ancestor did not dare to step forward to fight.
Although the gray poisonous giant frog is the weakest member of the Kunlun royal family, it is not to this extent.
Speaking of the most tragic, it was the Eldar Clan. The peak great sage was killed, but the Eldar royal court has not dared to send the saints for revenge so far.
The dual inheritance of Sea Diao Weng and Star Shepherd completely suppressed the arrogance of the elves.
The spirit race does not want to endure the tragic scene of the four ancestors dying together again. If Diao Hai Weng and Mu Xing Ke were to be brought out because of this incident, the spirit race would surely be exterminated.
The saints communicated quickly with their divine thoughts, while Fang Yun was thinking about the next plan in his mind.
Suddenly, Shen Yun's expression changed, and he said with a wry smile: "My Giant God clan's royal court has issued an order to break off relations with Fang Yun."
The saints looked at Shen Yun and expressed their understanding. Although the elves and the gray poisonous frogs were not on good terms with the giant gods, Fang Yun was now provoking more than just those two tribes, he had also aroused the anger of other royal families.
Not to mention the Titans, even the First Royal Family needs to think carefully at this moment.
Suddenly, a leopard-shaped Great Sage whose body was as black as the void said: "My Night Clan does not welcome Fang Yun either!"
The Night Clan is the fourth royal court.
"My mountain tribe does not welcome Fang Yun!"
In the distance, a giant mountain that had never attracted anyone's attention suddenly emitted a holy message, and then more than a dozen giant mountains shook.
The third royal court, the mountain tribe!
"Then my Wind Clan supports the other royal clans!"
The ninth royal family spoke.
There was silence at the foot of the Royal Mountain.
Among the eleven royal families, six are opposed to Fang Yun, which means that Fang Yun can hardly take a single step in the ancient world of Kunlun.
Fang Yun remained calm and composed, his expression unchanged.
Frog Master turned his head to look at the Three Saints of the Imperial Clan and asked unkindly, "What about you?"
Di Yu shrugged and said, "We are just great saints. The royal court of the imperial family has not been opened. We have no say."
"So what is your attitude?" Frog asked again.
"What's it to me?" Di Yu rolled his eyes at Wa Si and looked up at the sky.
Di Hong and Di Sheng also looked up and counted the stars.
Frog Manager was extremely angry, but did not dare to act rashly. When the Imperial Clan forcefully invaded Kunlun, except for the First Royal Clan which did not take action, the other nine clans joined forces to barely fight back. This made the Imperial Clan's status in the Kunlun royal clan equal to that of the First Royal Clan. Frog Manager did not dare to anger the Imperial Clan at all.
"You, are you preparing to declare war on this Saint?"
There was something strange in Fang Yun's tone.
It seemed that Di Ting had done the same thing in the past. Could it be that I have fallen to the same level as that barbarian Di Ting
"Of course!" Frog said firmly.
Fang Yun nodded and said, "Well, Eternal Kunlun needs the twelfth royal family."
The royal saints were stunned and cursed angrily.
"Don't be so arrogant!"
"The human race, which doesn't even have a Saint Ancestor, actually wants to become a royal family!"
"Are you insulting the imperial family?"
But soon, the shouting and cursing of the saints suddenly disappeared.
Eternal Kunlun, this is not an ordinary name.
Even for the Kunlun royal family, this name has almost disappeared deep in their memory.
Why did this young great sage of the human race call out "Eternal Kunlun"
Those who can call themselves the Eternal Kunlun are all old guys who are about to die.
Even some saints call this place the Ancient Kunlun Realm, and they don’t have the habit of calling it the Eternal Kunlun.
Some ordinary semi-saints of the Kunlun tribe turned and left.
This matter is getting a bit serious. If I continue to watch, I’m afraid I might lose my life. It’s better to stay away and watch from the sidelines.
Lang Kun stared at Fang Yun blankly, muttering to himself.
"I'm so stupid. I shouldn't have been an enemy of Fang Yun. He dared to cause the corpse chaos, dared to be an enemy of all the Kunlun royal family, dared to severely injure the incarnation of the Holy Ancestor, and what was the point of killing the demon saints? I must send a message to the demon saints, and they must stay away from Fang Yun. I'm so stupid. I should have thought of this a long time ago..."