In Shengyuan Continent, there are three types of barbarians: Grass Barbarians, Forest Barbarians and Sand Barbarians.
After Wang Jinglong cut off the Spear of Divine Punishment, Lin Man's two Barbarian Saints and Sha Man's one Demon Saint took off into the air at the same time, and rushed towards Cao Man in the northwest like meteors. However, on their way, semi-saint cultural relics appeared one after another and intercepted them.
Caoman is located in the north of Shengyuan Continent. It is a collective term for countless barbarians and demon tribes. There are two barbarian saints and one demon saint. They are the strongest among the three barbarians.
The Bull Barbarian Saint and the Wolf Barbarian Saint are located in the Grass Barbarian Holy Land "Barbarian Saint Temple", while a Wolf Barbarian Saint is located in the grassland to the east.
On the eastern grassland, a giant wolf with a crescent moon on its head let out an angry and shrill cry, and flew towards the Barbarian Saint Temple at an extremely fast speed, stepping on the rolling wind and thunder.
The giant wolf is as big as a mountain, with holy power like clouds around it. It is so ferocious that wherever it passes, there will be heavy wind and rain.
The crescent moon above the giant wolf's head exudes a faint light, full of a soft and peaceful atmosphere, which is inconsistent with the murderous intent in the giant wolf's eyes.
In front of the giant wolf, an old man in a blue shirt standing on white clouds appeared.
The old man in blue shirt was extremely thin, as if he was in his twilight years and about to die, but he stood there like a giant, carrying the sky on his shoulders and holding the earth down with his body.
In front of him, wolves were howling and the wind and clouds were changing. Behind him, there was no sky or earth, no air or clouds, only his shadow.
"Chen Guanhai! You were injured by me last time, do you want to die this time? Get out!" The giant wolf shouted, and thousands of miles of vitality turned into a giant wolf claw, slapping towards Chen Guanhai.
Chen Guanhai put his left fist to his mouth and coughed lightly. Then he looked up at the giant claw and opened his mouth slightly. An azure ancient sword of the Holy Way rose into the sky. Behind the ancient sword, there was a vast ocean.
Chen Guanhai took out five dazzling semi-saint treasures from the Swallowing Sea Shell and whispered, "It's good to have more treasures, but it's a pity that they are not mine. Which one should I choose? Let's choose this pen holder first." As he said that, he threw a white jade pen holder out, and the pen holder instantly turned into a jade mountain. Green light fell, forming countless chains of light, trapping Lang Lu.
"Chen Guanhai! If you let me go, I will order the Cao Man not to attack Jing Kingdom for a hundred years! If you don't let me go, when the divine punishment is over, I will personally lead the army to exterminate hundreds of millions of people in your Jing Kingdom!"
"Langlu, I'm saving you. Don't bite Chen Guanhai. You don't know how to be kind... cough cough cough..." Chen Guanhai started coughing again. The wrinkles on his face seemed to deepen, and his left hand covered with age spots trembled even more violently.
"Get out of the way!" Langlu broke free from the chains and was about to bypass Chen Guanhai.
Chen Guanhai threw out another paperweight, which instantly turned into a huge rock hundreds of miles long, pressing Langlu so hard that he could not move.
"Chen Guanhai! If the two saints die, I will go to the capital of Jing State and wipe out your ten clans!" Lang Lu continued to roar, and the crescent moon above his head gradually changed from moon white to light red.
"Oh, I'll wait." Chen Guanhai coughed again. His eyebrows drooped, and the age spots on his face became clearer.
Suddenly, Langlu looked up towards the northwest direction of the Barbarian Saint Temple.
A thousand-foot-long lightning wrapped in flames appeared in the sky above the grassland like a long comet, and a cold and violent breath swept across the grassland. Every living being on the grassland trembled.
Many barbarian kings and demon kings looked at the half-broken Spear of Divine Punishment in despair. If this thing fell on the grassland, hundreds of millions of barbarians would be exterminated!
"Human thief!" The Bull Barbarian Saint shouted loudly, and he and the Wolf Barbarian Saint rose into the air together. The two saints carried the power accumulated by the Barbarian Saint Temple for thousands of years, the treasures bestowed by the demon world, and the blood of the Great Saint. The two golden lights wrapped around their bodies rushed towards the half-broken Spear of Divine Punishment.
boom…
The void collapsed, and everything turned to ash. A ray of light that was infinitely brighter than the sun appeared in the sky above the grassland, emitting invisible rays of death, killing a large number of monsters within hundreds of miles.
A huge shock wave rolled in all directions like an avalanche, raising several feet of soil, turning over the earth, and forming an unprecedented sandstorm.
Tens of millions of monsters and barbarians died from the light and shock waves created by the explosion of the Spear of Divine Punishment.
"Human slaves! We cannot coexist with you!"
The light of death dimmed, and two barbarian saints with mutilated bodies were suspended in the air. The treasures and the blood of the great saint bestowed upon them by the demon world completely vanished.
Suddenly, three barbarian corpses stood up and turned into three old men.
There was nothing special about the three old men at first, but suddenly they opened their mouths at the same time, and three ancient holy swords of different shapes and colors flew out, followed by three semi-holy treasures, and finally three points of light of different shapes.
A brighter light than before burst out in the sky, and a louder roar spread in all directions.
A second round of grassland-destroying sandstorms swept in all directions.
The three old men took back their belongings, turned around and left without saying a word.
The light faded and the sky was empty.
A moment later, clouds gathered in the sky, blood rain poured down, and all souls cried bitterly.
The death of a semi-saint saddens heaven and earth.
Still two.
Tens of millions of barbarians coughed up blood and cried loudly, hundreds of thousands of barbarians committed suicide to be buried with the deceased, and millions of barbarians fled to the north.
"Chen Guanhai! When the sky is half full, I, Langlu, will wipe out every last one of Jing State, leaving a vast expanse of scorched earth!"
"Well, I'll wait..."
The two voices became faint and disappeared.
The three old men met up with Chen Guanhai and looked towards the direction of the capital of Jing State.
"here we go… "
"What a pity..."
"The cat cries the rat!"
Half of the spear shaft was cut off by the Eastern Saint King Jinglong at the cost of a semi-saint treasure. The rest can only be called a broken spear of divine punishment, but its power is far greater than the half of the spear shaft that fell into the hands of the barbarians.
The Broken Spear of Divine Punishment fell into a brief chaos after breaking, but soon it shook slightly and fell straight down.
Wherever the broken spear passed, time and space were distorted, the void shattered, leaving behind dark cracks and harsh sounds. The broken spear of divine punishment itself became smaller and smaller, and the lightning that made up the broken spear became more and more condensed, even with a tendency to turn into metal.
As the Broken Spear of Divine Punishment fell, strange rays of divine light flew out from the ancestral homes of the saints' families in various parts of the Ten Nations, forming a tremendous force to block the Broken Spear of Divine Punishment.
The Broken Spear of Divine Punishment continued to emit fire and plasma as it was attacked, and its light gradually dimmed, but it never changed its path.
The entire capital city suddenly moved slightly, and a huge white light shield enveloped the sky. Seven and a half pages of holy text floated above the holy temple, exuding a grand and endless aura.
Many scholars in Jing Kingdom cried for joy. It turned out that the saints' families and the royal family of Jing Kingdom had never given up on Fang Yun. Jing Kingdom actually used its ultimate strength at this moment. This was the power that had been stored for many years to fight against the demon saints.
Lines of holy power appeared and disappeared in the light shield, waiting for the broken spear of divine punishment to fall.
Left Prime Minister's Residence. In the courtyard outside the study.
Ji Zhibai laughed and said, "Master, the Queen Mother is really too soft-hearted! She actually used the 'Sacred Path Defense'! Once used, it can only be used again after ten years. The Holy Path Defense is naturally powerful enough to fight against a semi-saint, but it can't last for three breaths before the Divine Punishment Spear breaks! Master, as long as Fang Yun dies, you can use this to criticize the Queen Mother for her immorality!"
"Let's wait and see." Liu Shan looked up at the sky.
The Broken Spear of Divine Punishment was like a ball of flame, and the power coming from the various holy families was like moths.
These moths are constantly weakening the power of the Broken Spear of Divine Punishment, but the remaining power can still destroy everything.
Fang Yun's breathing suddenly became heavier. He felt severe pain all over his body, his skin cracked, and blood flowed out.
The closer the Broken Spear of Divine Punishment got, the greater the pressure Fang Yun felt.
Not to mention the attack of the Spear of Divine Punishment, looking at the current trend, before the broken Spear of Divine Punishment touches Fang Yun, Fang Yun will be completely killed by the power of destiny and the aura of divine punishment of the Spear of Divine Punishment.
Fang Yun gritted his teeth, kept his back straight and his head held high.
Fang Yun was horrified at first, then confused, then slowly sobered up, and now, there was a hint of contempt in Fang Yun's eyes.
"Even if all the saints gathered their strength, it would only save my life!"
Suddenly, a scroll unfolded and appeared under the Broken Spear of Divine Punishment.
"The Han family must pay back the debt." A voice spread throughout Jing State.
An aura of imperial national destiny emerged that was far more condensed, solid, and vast than the destiny of the Ten Kingdoms.
In the Jingguo Academy, a Jinshi couldn't help but shout excitedly: "That's the Book of Emperor Qin Shihuang's Enshrinement at Mount Tai! The power of the first emperor of the human race and the first empire of the human race!"
"With this item, Fang Yun's chance of survival increases by another 10%!"
Then the "Book of Fengshan" turned into a phantom of Mount Tai, a thousand feet high. On the top of the phantom, an emperor in a dragon robe was performing Fengshan.
Feng means worshipping heaven. Chan means worshipping earth.
The first emperor of all ages worships heaven and earth, and he has his own destiny!
On that day, Fang Yun obtained a volume of semi-sacred obscene text of "Han Feizi" in the Holy Ruins. He asked for Yin Jiangbei as an initial reward and then gave it to the Han family. The Han family said that if they could not find a suitable semi-sacred true text, they would exchange it with this volume of "Qin Shihuang's Taishan Fengshan Book". However, Fang Yun refused at that time because the "Fengshan Book" contained extremely rare power of destiny and was too precious.
There is also destiny in the Broken Spear of Divine Punishment.
The two objects collided, and the broken spear of divine punishment pierced through the shadow of Mount Tai, but the broken spear was shrunk by half, and its light dimmed greatly.
The people of Jing State were originally extremely desperate, but after seeing this scene, they felt hopeful again.
The Broken Spear of Divine Punishment continued to fall, and its speed suddenly slowed down again, as if it was facing a powerful enemy.
Thirteen points of light appeared under the Broken Spear of Divine Punishment, and then the thirteen points of light condensed into a Sword of Holy Way.
There was dried blood on the sword, rust on the blade, and bones on the hilt.
The sword shook, and a roar louder, more majestic, and more passionate than a tsunami, a mountain collapse, and lightning and thunder rang out.
Holy Sound of Military Soul!
What’s even more terrifying is that this holy sound of the military soul has also aroused the hearts of hundreds of millions of human beings!
All those who looked up seemed to have an illusion. At this moment, hundreds of millions of soldiers formed a cone-shaped formation and risked their lives to face the Broken Spear of Divine Punishment.
The Broken Spear of Divine Punishment, which had been descending without stopping, finally paused for a short while. The light at the tip of the spear dimmed by a full 30%, while the Holy Sword of Soldiers merely cracked but did not shatter, still holding up the Broken Spear of Divine Punishment.
However, a strange tiger roar suddenly came from the broken spear of divine punishment, shattering the sword of war formed by "The Art of War" and the sound spread to the Shengyuan Continent.
From semi-saints to insects, the moment they hear the tiger's roar, their minds go blank and they lose their souls.
After a brief moment of unconsciousness, deep despair enveloped the scholars of Jing State.
"What...what kind of power is that?"
"I'm afraid it's above the sub-saint level, equivalent to the power of the human race's saint... the power of the ancestor god!"
"Heaven is destroying our human race! Why does the Moon Tree Divine Punishment contain the power of the ancestral god!"
"I understand! I understand completely! The oracle of the Taoist master in the demon world came just for Fang Yun! He wanted to kill Fang Yun!"
"It's over..."
At this moment, a dragon roar came from Fang Yun's palace, and instantly spread throughout the heavens and the worlds. (To be continued...)