Boom boom boom…
When the stars fall into the book, the talent explodes and shines brightly.
The golden light that was everywhere in the world was completely washed away in a short period of time and was occupied by the human race's holy light.
After an instant, the holy light converged.
Every book is transformed into a holy statue.
More than 60 million people and saints.
Densely packed human saints hover high in the sky, like a wall of heaven and earth, and like a new fortress for all living beings.
The vast and majestic aura rippled in the sky, causing the golden giant that was Huangtian's clone to tremble slightly.
The human saints looked proudly at the Emperor's clone in front of them, no one bowed their head, no one was afraid.
People are in the sky!
The ancestors looked at Fang Yun and the saints of the human race in disbelief. They never imagined that an apparently weak ethnic group could possess such incredible power.
At this time, the ancestors vaguely understood.
The human race's realm of books is a power that turns the imaginary into reality, turning the original vision into reality.
In a certain sense, every one of these sixty million race saints is real, and each one is indistinguishable from the original saints.
They are the real saints.
The ancestors looked at Fang Yun and vaguely sensed how powerful Fang Yun was.
Fang Yun looked at Huangtian's clone.
Even though so many human saints appeared, Huangtian's clone still had empty eyes and nothing left to look at.
In this world, it seemed that he was the only one worthy of attention, and all other living beings were unworthy of his attention.
Fang Yun slowly raised his arm and pointed his index finger at Huangtian's clone.
"God has no mercy."
More than six million saints looked at Huang Tian and said in unison: "Heaven has no mercy."
The words of the saints are spoken, and the principles of Dharma follow, the heaven and the earth move together, and all living beings admire him.
These four words were like thunder that shook the heavens, causing all the heavens to respond. A sound more deafening than the words of all the saints echoed between the heaven and the earth, causing all the spaces on the border of chaos to tremble slightly.
"Heaven has no mercy!"
It seems that countless time and space and countless universes are reciting these four words at the same time.
Verbal and written criticism.
Except for Zulong and Diqian, all the ancestors present were shocked and dizzy at this moment, their brains went blank, and they completely lost consciousness. Then they woke up, but they faintly felt that they had almost lost something. If they really lost it, they would have no regrets in their lives. and.
The ancestors hurriedly looked at Huangtian's clone, and found that Huangtian's clone was motionless, and the armor around it and the thick golden light outside the armor did not change. It seemed that the verbal and written criticisms of thousands of saints had no real power except for being louder.
It's like trying to scare people.
The Prison Suppressing Evil Dragon sensed it carefully and found that there was no change. Just when he was about to say that this trick was ineffective, Fang Yun pointed out to Huang Tian's clone again.
"There is no justice in heaven!"
"There is no justice in heaven!" All the saints shouted in unison.
"There is no justice in heaven!" the heavens responded.
This time Huang Tian's reaction was the same as before, and there was no change in his body at all.
The ancestors could not understand that their power against the human race would always stay in the past. They could not understand it until the human race fully demonstrated new power each time.
But now, they have no idea what the human race is doing.
They had a feeling that Fang Yun actually did not exert all his power. He was just guiding the saints and the human race. In essence, it was the power of the saints and the human race that was at work.
Next, Fang Yun continuously pointed at Huangtian's clone.
Starting from benevolence and righteousness, to etiquette and trustworthiness, he pointed it out four times, but Huangtian's clone remained unchanged.
"Heaven has no loyalty!"
The fifth point of Fang Yun came out, and the saints and heavens responded for the fifth time.
The ancestors thought that this time it would be the same as the last time, but they heard a crisp sound.
"Is this... a rupture of the holy path?"
The peak saint ancestors looked to the sky with their eyes blazing.
The trajectory of the Golden Light Holy Path here is like horizontal lines, strictly arranged from bottom to top, layer upon layer, endless, unchanged forever, and unchangeable from ancient times.
It is like a wall that blocks the path of the holy path, blocking the path of all sentient beings.
But now, they saw that the trajectory of the golden holy path between heaven and earth has not changed, but the trajectory of the holy path belonging to Emperor Tian's clone has broken!
The trajectory of the Holy Path of Huangtian's clone is exactly the same as the trajectory of the golden light.
All the ancestors were shocked and looked at Fang Yun and the human saints in disbelief.
Cutting off the holy way and ruling on legal principles are things that even the Supreme Being cannot do!
The Supreme Being can destroy the holy way to a certain extent, but it is completely unable to achieve such terrifying power like the saints of the human race.
The Huangtian clone remained unchanged.
"Heaven has no courage!"
Click...
Thunderbolts resounded, like divine thunder exploding all over the sky.
More than 30% of the holy path tracks belonging to Emperor Tian's clone had cracks.
The holy way is the foundation of everything, like bone and blood. Even if the supreme holy way of all realms is damaged, its strength will be greatly reduced.
Until this time, the head of Huangtian's clone finally moved, and his eyes finally moved.
His eyes moved towards Fang Yun with difficulty.
An expression of disbelief appeared on his face.
That kind of disbelief was not due to Fang Yun's power or the damage to his holy path. It was as if he couldn't believe that a small insect could attract his attention.
"God has no wisdom!"
Fang Yun's last words seemed to be shouted out, and all the saints raised their right hands and pointed at Huangtian's clone with their index fingers.
The ancestors were horrified to find that there was clearly no external force between heaven and earth, but they vaguely saw huge, inexplicable and supremely powerful fingers flying across time and space, far away for eternity, and flying from the distant outside.
Every finger seemed to be condensed into a starry sky, pointing at Huangtian's clone from all directions, completely surrounding it.
The ancestors blinked, and those huge fingers disappeared again.
Huangtian's clone's eyes dimmed.
The golden light around him suddenly dissipated.
The holy path around him began to disintegrate.
Zulong suddenly grabbed the Dragon-Slaying Sword and slashed at Huangtian's clone. At this moment, the Dragon-Slaying Sword was infinitely long and huge, instantly higher than Huangtian's clone.
The moment the Dragon-Slaying Sword touched Huang Tian's clone, countless identical Dragon-Slaying Swords suddenly appeared in all directions of Huang Tian's clone.
Thousands of knives split open a world of heaven.
Huangtian's clone instantly shattered.
However, at the moment when Huangtian's clone collapsed, hundreds of Huangtian's shadows appeared in the sky, arranged together like a huge wall.
The appearances of those emperors include humans, dragons, emperors, dragon-eating vines, monsters, and emperors...
All shapes and forms, all living beings in all worlds.
All Huang Tian's shadows simultaneously launched a fatal blow at Fang Yun and others.
The powerful torrent, which is enough to submerge all realms, surges out like a world-destroying tide, chaotic, colorless and formless.
The ancestors of the Imperial Clan, who had been prepared for a long time, roared and poured all their strength into the Taiyuan Gate.
They saw the dark Taiyuan Gate suddenly expand, blocking everyone in front of them, like the portal of heaven and earth, the ancestral land of all realms, completely blocking the entire space.
Boom boom boom…
The Gate of Taiyuan was bombarded by the tide of destruction and kept retreating, and the ancestors also hurriedly retreated.
After a full ten breaths, the tide of world destruction stopped, and dense cracks appeared on the Taiyuan Gate, and even fragments fell off.
"Blocked!" The Prison-Suppressing Evil Dragon said excitedly.
The Gate of Taiyuan shrank rapidly, and finally became dim and completely destroyed.
With a move of his right hand, Fang Yun brought this treasure of all worlds that had once been rampant in ancient times into the literary world, and threw it directly to the ancient ship of all worlds to be swallowed up.