Some Saint Ancestors showed hesitation. The Gray Poison Ancestor said, "Which is more important, face or the Kunlun tribe? I think there is no need to discuss. Ancestors, I will bear the infamy of asking for the Kunlun treasure. After the Kunlun treasure is retrieved, the tribe will benefit!"
The ancestors looked at the Gray Poison Ancestor and were actually a little shocked.
I didn’t expect that this shameless group would have such a responsible ancestor.
Although they believed that the Gray Poison Ancestor did this mainly out of personal vengeance, the benefits to the Kunlun people were unquestionable.
The Nine-Eyed Saint saw that the Gray Poison Ancestor was about to make a move, but the Sky Reflection Technique had not yet been activated, so he hurriedly said, "Wait a little longer."
"Oh?" The Gray Poison Ancestor looked at the Nine-Eyed Saint Ancestor.
The Eye Clan is the fifth royal clan. The Nine-Eyed Saint Ancestor had long ago created the great world. Even though he is suffering severe damage now, he is still no match to him.
Among the royal families of the ancient Kunlun world, the Canghui Ancestor is the most powerful, and the Nine-Eyed Saint Ancestor is the most knowledgeable. No tribe is willing to make enemies with the Eye Tribe, and all want to obtain inheritance from them.
The Nine-Eyed Saint said, "As long as he stays in the Kunlun Ancient Realm for one day, he will be unable to escape. Now, I want to know what happened in the Kunlun Ancient Realm? Why did our incarnations perish one after another, with only one in ten surviving?"
Ye Zu smiled and said, "Do you even need to ask? Of course it was done by Lang Liao."
The Nine-Eyed Saint said, "Fang Yun, release your Saint Thoughts and show the original story."
The ancestors nodded. Indeed, this matter was very critical now.
"This involves the secrets of my ancestor, so I can only show you a few scenes." Fang Yun said.
"If what you said before is true, why don't you dare to reveal what happened? It seems that there is something hidden in your words... What's going on..."
The Nine-Eyed Saint suddenly closed his mouth, and his eight tentacles covered his head like eight big hands.
"my head… "
The ancestors looked at the Nine-Eyed Saint in surprise, and then guessed that perhaps the attack just now was affecting him.
They could all see that the obscure light on the surface of the Nine-Eyed Saint's body was constantly changing. That was not his original appearance. It was the aura of the Saint Ancestor from the outside world that was fighting against his body.
No matter how powerful the Nine-Eyed Saint Ancestor is, he cannot eliminate the combined power of the twenty-seven Saint Ancestors.
Those forces attached to the body of the Nine-Eyed Saint like leeches, consuming his strength.
“No! It’s the Sky-Reversing Technique! Why do you master the Sky-Reversing Technique!” The Nine-Eyed Saint suddenly roared, his eight arms waving around like a giant monster, disrupting the world.
Sword Ancestor’s eyes suddenly widened, and a few other ancestors also looked at Fang Yun in disbelief.
They all guessed the whole process of the incident. It must be that the Nine-Eyed Saint wanted to activate the Sky Reflection Technique, but was countered by the Sky Reversal Technique.
"So just now..."
The ancestors were shocked to find that it was no wonder that Fang Yun had been calm and composed, it turned out that he had been secretly using the rebellious Yingkong technique to receive the inheritance and memory of the Nine-eyed Saint Ancestor.
The Holy Ancestor's inheritance and memory are so terrifying that they can obtain massive amounts of information in just a moment. After so much time, the most valuable and important inheritance and memory of the Eye Clan may have been obtained by Fang Yun.
Fang Yun showed a helpless look on his face and said, "This is the flaw of the Shadowing Technique. You finally discovered it."
"snort!"
The Sword Master suddenly stretched out his hand, and a magic sword flew out from his hand. The magic sword was not made of metal, but a wooden sword that looked even worse. The wooden sword was plain and had smooth wood grain. There was nothing special about it, but it was very captivating.
As soon as the wooden sword came out, all the eyes of the ancestors were attracted.
The wooden sword didn't do any fancy moves, it just casually slashed between Fang Yun and the Nine-Eyed Saint.
The void did not break, the divine light did not splash, nothing happened, but there was a loud sound of a broken string.
The string collapsed like a mountain falling.
The Nine-Eyed Saint screamed and retreated.
Fang Yun also groaned, tilted his head back, and then a trace of ancestral blood flowed from the wolf's nose.
The ancestral blood was as thick as mercury, and the blood seemed to be a conscious living thing. After squirming for a few breaths on its own, it lost its vitality, turned into dead blood, fell to the ground, and gathered into blood jade.
Even if the ancestral blood jade has lost its vitality, it is still an excellent material for the Great Sage.
Fang Yun transferred the damage he suffered to Lang Liao.
"That's enough." Fang Yun said with a smile.
Just now, Fang Yun used the reverse reflection technique to obtain the most core inheritance and memories of the Nine-Eyed Saint.
Many things that I didn’t understand before now make sense to me.
There were also various methods of inheritance and cultivation that opened Fang Yun's eyes.
It turns out that the Eye Clan's holy ancestor inheritance is completely shared, and there are as many types of Nine-Eyed Holy Ancestors as there are inheritances possessed by the Eye Clan's holy ancestors throughout the generations.
Fang Yun’s harvest this time was even better than a primordial treasure!
All the important secrets of the Eye Clan are under control!
Fang Yun suddenly laughed and said, "Jiuyan, I was wondering why you wanted to help Luanmang. It turns out that you were the one who killed the 'Ancestor of the Distant Mountains' because he discovered that you betrayed the Ancient Kunlun Realm."
"Nine eyes!"
The ancestor of Kushan was furious and attacked the Saint Ancestor of Nine Eyes without any regard for anything.
The ancestor of the withered mountain is like a steep mountain. There is no grass or trees left on it, and no waterfalls flow. It is like a group of dry mountains, exuding the breath of extinction of heaven and earth.
The ancestor of the distant mountain is the father of the ancestor of the withered mountain.
Fang Yun said loudly: "Don't worry about the withered mountain."
The ancestor of Kushan hesitated, and Fang Yun threw something out.
The Lord of Kushan took it and looked at it, and actually forgot to kill Jiuyan.
“Is this… the Heart of the Mountains? The most… most precious treasure of the Ancestor of the Mountains?” The Saint Thoughts of the Ancestor of the Withered Mountains even stammered.
The other ancestors also stood there in a daze, totally confused as to what was happening.
Fang Yun sighed and said, "Can't you see it? I am not Kunlun's enemy. I am a member of Kunlun!"
The Nine-Eyed Saint shouted, "Don't believe him, kill him now! I suspect he is making preparations in secret! Take away his Kunlun treasure first, and everything can be postponed! What are you waiting for! Don't be fooled."
The ancestor of the withered mountain put away the heart of the mountains, feeling at a loss, but instinctively stayed away from Fang Yun and did not want to oppose Fang Yun anymore.
"Everyone, why don't you take action! Hand over the Kunlun treasure! Also, why do you hold the inheritance of my clan! Tell me!"
The ancestor of the gray poison let out a croak and was about to take action when the earth and sky shook violently.
"Be careful of Fang Yun's counterattack!" the dying Yun Zu shouted.
All the ancestors were horrified and retreated hastily, with the Gray Poison Ancestor retreating the fastest.
Afterwards, a huge whirlpool appeared in the sky above the Royal Mountain, and the incarnations of the saints and ancestors fell from the sky like dumplings.
They are returning to the core of the ancient world.
Suddenly, Fang moved his hands.
He turned suddenly and swung the Emperor God Tree.
The treetops spread out like blooming umbrellas, obliterating the void and separating heaven and earth.
The wolf fangs disappeared under Fang Yun's feet and appeared under the huge whirlpool, opening its mouth wide.
A black storm appeared in the wolf's mouth and expanded rapidly. All the saints and ancestor incarnations in the sky were swept into the black storm and swallowed into the space in its belly!
Not one left!
The black vortex quickly disappeared.
By the time the ancestors reacted, the wolf had already flown to Fang Yun's feet.
The Emperor God Tree was like a rotating umbrella, forming a powerful force to protect Fang Yun.
"Fang Yun, you little thief!" The Gray Poison Ancestor let out a heart-wrenching roar.
At this moment, he was truly angry and desperate for his fellow tribesmen who had been captured or even potentially killed by Fang Yun.
Doing such a thing in front of all the ancestors is simply a disrespect to Kunlun!
"Kill him!" The giant god was furious.