"Forget it, your holy thoughts are too strong, and we, the spirit race, are too much restrained by you, please show mercy."
Several spirit ancestors threw out treasures and paid the protection fee.
It is higher than the cost of redeeming the saints of the Eldar before.
Some ancestors who cared about their descendants had to pay protection fees with grievance and helplessness.
Fang Yun was very satisfied and kept nodding.
"No wonder the descendants of your tribes are so prosperous. This world belongs only to tribes with a long-term vision. Tribes with short-sightedness will be swept into the garbage dump of history. I may be a little greedy, but my reputation is guaranteed. Don't worry, I will do my best to protect your tribes and will not let your bloodline be cut off."
The corpses of the ancestors who were exterminated had blue and black faces.
Some ancestors of the Shanyu Clan, the Shi Clan and others sighed helplessly and paid their protection fees.
An ancestor corpse suddenly shouted: "I have collateral descendants who are stranded outside the Kunlun Ancient Realm. Can you lead them into the Kunlun Ancient Realm and rejoin the Kunlun clan?"
When the ancestors of the other tribes heard this, they cursed in their hearts. How could a traitor appear before the war between the ten tribes had even started? Instead of seeking help from other tribes, they chose to find Fang Yun, an outsider. This was simply pointing at the Kunlun tribe and cursing that no one could be trusted.
"Yes!" Fang Yun said.
"Thank you, Fang Zu!"
A storage treasure and a holy light ball flew towards Fang Yun, carrying the entire family's inheritance.
The ancestor corpse who had a personal grudge against this ethnic group or the holy ancestor cursed loudly in his heart, but did not show it in the end.
"You are letting a wolf into the house!" The giant god corpse couldn't help but shout.
Then, another ancestor corpse took action. His clan had become extinct in Kunlun, and only sparse inheritance existed outside. He also asked Fang Yun to help continue the inheritance.
Not counting those who had paid protection fees before, a total of seventeen descendants of their ancestor who became extinct in Kunlun reached a deal with Fang Yun.
"well… "
The ancestral corpses sighed, they knew that great changes were about to take place in the world.
The existence of Fang Yun has completely changed the current situation in the world.
"Everyone, I hope we will have the chance to see each other again next time."
As Fang Yun spoke, he waved towards the Ancestral Corpse Mountain, entered the black vortex, and completely left the core of the ancient world.
The frightened corpses watched the whirlpool slowly disappear. After a long while, they looked blankly at the desolate mountain of ancestral corpses.
The Ancestral Corpse Mountain didn't seem to have changed much, but why did it feel so devastated and hollowed out
Soon, some of the frightened corpses began to wail.
Fang Yun emptied out at least half of the savings of Zushihuangshan over the years!
All these savings combined can build a new ancient Kunlun world.
"The number of ancestral treasures on his Emperor God Tree is probably over a hundred..."
"No, he seems to have left with the seven-colored void ball. Once that thing travels between the two worlds, it will probably explode immediately."
"Haha, do you think he will be killed in the explosion?"
"Probably!"
"Hahahaha, in the next ten thousand years, I'll wait for news of him getting caught in his own trap..."
The laughter of the frightened corpses echoed in the desolate mountain of ancestral corpses.
A strange aura swept across the entire core of the ancient world.
The core of the ancient world is about to close.
The Three Saints of the Imperial Clan, who were on their way to the Ancestral Corpse Mountain, suddenly stopped and looked in the direction of the Ancestral Corpse Mountain, somewhat bewildered.
"Where is the breath of the ancestors?"
"The vision of the imperial clan has disappeared. Could it be fake?"
"What a pity, I don't know what happened..."
Royal Mountain.
A huge whirlpool appeared out of nowhere, and Fang Yun stepped on the wolf's fangs and fell from the sky. Because the power of the whirlpool was too strong, Fang Yun was a little embarrassed.
Fang Yun originally wanted to tidy up his clothes and manners, but suddenly he felt a crisis coming. He looked forward abruptly and saw six Holy Ancestors standing in front of him, turning their heads to look at him. The eyes of each Holy Ancestor were full of surprise, as well as vigilance and hostility that were difficult to conceal.
The eight huge tentacles of the Nine-Eyed Saint slowly opened, the big eyes on the tentacles were blinking, and the suction cups and barbs around the big eyes were slowly rotating.
Yu Zu's three pairs of fins shook slightly, and the flowing mountains in his eyes suddenly stopped.
The Stone Ancestor's entire body was blue-gray, and the strange huge stones that made up his body made a rattling sound when he turned his head. He looked dull, but full of strength.
The key parts of the Black Molten Saint's body are a mixture of solid and liquid magma. The surface is emitting thick black flames, burning the heaven and earth, and the surrounding void appears jagged.
The Cloud Clan is a group of seemingly harmless clouds, a vast expanse of white covering a thousand miles, but the interior seems like an endless maze, full of wonders.
The Sword Master sat there, like a giant of metal, with overwhelming aura. In his eyes, dusk filled the air.
Where the Sixth Patriarch was, the void was in chaos. People below the Holy Ancestor could not see their faces at all. They could only see huge black shadows, connecting the sky and the earth, as majestic as divine mountains.
In addition to the six incomparable saint ancestors, there are also densely packed great saints, half-saints and people from various ethnic groups kneeling in front, the number has exceeded one hundred billion!
The visions of dozens of ethnic groups gushed out like fountains and fell like endless waterfalls, filling the sky.
"Are they blocking me?"
Fang Yun thought about it, shook his hand, and threw the colorful light ball directly at the six saints.
The six saints were stunned for a moment, and the first thought that came to their mind was, our plan was discovered by Fang Yun? Who is the traitor
The second thought was, why did Fang Yun attack us? Was there a traitor colluding with us
The third thought was that Lang Liao had actually joined forces with Fang Yun. Could it be that Luan Mang’s Sword Ancestor’s body was a bait in order to seize Kunlun
…
Thoughts flashed through the minds of the ancestors one after another. After dozens of thoughts flashed through their minds, they suddenly realized the most important thing.
That colorful void ball seems to be quite powerful.
Logically speaking, Fang Yun’s current aura is only at the highest level of Lin Zu, so it is impossible for him to use such a powerful attack.
With doubt and caution, all the ancestors, including the Sword Ancestor who hid the will of Chaos, did not try their best to stop it.
Then, the great void formation that had been set up by the twenty-seven ancestral corpses for a long time was activated by Fang Yun in the most brutal way.
Fang Yun stepped on the wolf's fangs and escaped directly, diving into the void.
If they had been prepared, the six holy ancestors could have easily escaped, but they were not prepared.
By the time they reacted, the colorful void ball had traveled through the void and appeared among them.
Such a huge void formation erupted in an instant, which was equivalent to hundreds of saint ancestors attacking together.
The void exploded, and chaotic vacuum appeared!
There was no sound, nor any bright light.
It was like a bucket of black ink splashed on a small piece of white paper.
The myriad worlds are sinking, and the heavens are falling.
The six holy ancestors were instantly swallowed up by the pitch-black chaotic vacuum.
The violent force raged in the chaotic vacuum, and the outside world could only see darkness.
There wasn't even a scream.
The power of Baizu's attack has reached the limit of all realms.
No matter what obstacles, secret techniques, or treasures the six holy ancestors had, they could not escape quickly from this world-destroying force.
The darkness in the past is not the light.
The chaotic vacuum finally began to shrink, and then a swift void storm swept across all directions.
There was a powerful force protecting the Royal Mountain, and it only shook slightly.
Facing the direction of the Royal Mountain, the void storm was like a huge black wall connecting the sky and the earth, and it also seemed like a tsunami carrying doomsday, sweeping away everything!
Fang Yun had already hidden behind the Royal Mountain, looking at the huge black wall in front of him with lingering fear. He had underestimated this power. At the same time, he secretly cursed in his heart that he was already the Lord of the Void, otherwise, he would have been trapped and killed by the void formation set up by the ancestor's corpse.
Watching the storm of destruction moving forward, Fang Yun suddenly felt a little embarrassed. Was it too violent for him to throw out the ball of destruction as soon as he came out
"If I get a chance, I'll explain it to them..."
Suddenly, two chaotic death knell sounds rang out, spreading throughout the ancient world of Kunlun, and the aftermath even reached the outside world.
Two holy ancestors fell.
Fang Yun fell into deep thought.