The dragon roared to the sky, and then the head of an ancient yellow dragon appeared in the sky above the capital. The head was a mile wide, and before everyone could estimate the height of the dragon, they saw the dragon head rise and the dragon body soar up from the bottom.
This giant dragon seemed to have emerged from the ground, climbing upwards, gradually revealing its huge neck, body, and claws...
Everyone in the capital looked up in shock. They all knew that dragons were huge, but they couldn't imagine a giant dragon that was measured in miles in length.
"Fang Yun is saved!" The many examiners in front of the holy temple were delighted.
However, the expressions of the great scholar Tang Shoude of the Holy Academy and the Minister of Literature Jiang Hechuan were even more solemn. They all knew that Fang Yun had the true blood of the Ancestral Dragon, but there was only one drop after all. And the Moon Tree Divine Punishment not only had the power of the Spear of Divine Punishment, but also the power of the Moon Tree!
The Moon Tree was planted by Luanmang, the first ancestor god of the demon race, himself. It generated four demon moons that illuminated the demon world, providing power to the demons and barbarians, with boundless divine might.
The original purpose of the Moon Tree Divine Punishment in the demon world was to kill the sub-saints, but unless the human race used the power accumulated over the years by the Holy Academy, the Kong Family, and the six sub-saint families, it would be absolutely impossible to kill the sub-saint. And after crossing the boundary, the Moon Tree Divine Punishment almost killed the sub-saint King Zhou Wen, which shows the huge gap in power between the two sides.
Tang Shoude whispered: "This Fang Yun is really not simple. He actually brought out the will of the Ancestral Dragon. However, it is far from enough, unless the Four Seas Dragon Saints can work together."
"His Majesty the Dragon Saint of the East China Sea has already done his best by taking action just now. It is impossible for him to take action again." Jiang Hechuan said slowly.
"April is about to appear..." Tang Shoude sighed softly.
When the giant dragon revealed its tail, the crowd could no longer tell how many miles long the dragon was. They just felt an unprecedented desire to worship it and wanted to serve it as their master.
This giant dragon was different from ordinary dragons. It had multiple wounds on its body, and each wound exuded a monstrous ferocity. What was even more peculiar was that a half-hundred-foot-high tombstone without words was stuck on the back of this dragon. A shiny black arm pierced through its abdomen, and everyone felt dizzy just by looking at the arm.
A rusty dark gold ancient sword was stuck on the horn of the Ancestral Dragon, and a hideous and strange stone statue head was biting his tail tightly.
The scales on the Ancestral Dragon's body were not bright at all, and were even a little dim. The pale yellow color on them seemed to be the accumulation of time and the traces left by years.
Many people don’t know what the Ancestral Dragon went through, but just by seeing this phantom, they can imagine how brutal the battles were, and understand more about why the dragon clan could dominate the world and why the Ancestral Dragon could become the master of all worlds.
Many people sighed softly. In everyone's impression, the Zulong phantom should be an invincible dragon with a golden body and infinite power. But when they saw the Zulong with scars all over his body, they were not disappointed, but admired him even more.
The human race was unaware of this, and the dragon race fell into panic.
The Dragon Saint of the East China Sea was so frightened that he stood up suddenly. The seabed of the East China Sea shook violently, and it seemed that a huge wave was about to rise. In the end, it disappeared silently.
"Who summoned the Ancestral Dragon's true spirit? This... Even we can only summon the ordinary Ancestral Dragon's will with the holy blood! The appearance of this Ancestral Dragon's true spirit is the last image of the Ancestral Dragon left in the world, how could it appear here? Could it be that the Ancestral Dragon has a great grudge against the Spear of Divine Punishment? With the Ancestral Dragon's true spirit here, it can naturally resist the Moon Tree's divine punishment. But... The Tiger Roaring God actually came as a clone. The power of the clone is stronger than the true spirit! I, Old Dragon, can't figure it out, I can't figure it out!"
While the Dragon Saint of the East China Sea was talking to himself, the Broken Spear of Divine Punishment stopped in mid-air, with five points of light flying out from the tip of the spear.
The five points of light grew bigger and bigger. Four points of light flew in all directions, and one point of light fell.
Four points of light flying in all directions turned into four blood-red demon moons with a diameter of one hundred miles.
The disciples of the Saint Family were silent. This was the complete form of Moon Tree Divine Punishment. If the shadow of the Spear of Divine Punishment was strong enough to kill the enemy, April would not come out. If the Spear of Divine Punishment was not strong enough, April would appear.
These four transparent demon moons not only contain the power of the moon trees in the demon world themselves, but also 90% of the holy power of dozens of demon saints and barbarian saints!
Four blood-red demon moons illuminate the Shengyuan Continent and at the same time form a solid moon boundary, completely blocking the capital city.
The fifth ray of light did not turn into a demon moon, but turned into a giant tiger with a body length of dozens of miles. The fur of the giant tiger was platinum with dark gold patterns. The platinum tiger was in the sky, looking down at the true spirit of the Ancestral Dragon.
There was no emotion in the golden pupils of the platinum tiger. When its gaze swept across the capital, everyone heard a loud crash.
Boom... Boom... Boom...
The light shield formed by the Holy Path Defense in the sky actually had multiple dents, and the semi-holy true text in the light shield was flowing rapidly, unloading the terrible power.
The people in the capital were terrified. It was said that only a full-strength attack from a semi-saint could cause the Holy Path to defend like this. This platinum tiger's gaze could be as powerful as a full-strength attack from a semi-saint. It was truly terrifying.
Four old men on the barbarian grassland stopped and looked at the sky above the capital with surprise on their faces.
"I never expected that the true spirit of Zulong would appear."
"I never expected that the Supreme God Tiger Roar had foreseen this and had used his clones in advance, and even issued an oracle for this matter."
"Could it be that the ancestors are playing chess or the saints are talking?"
"Alas... Zulong was ultimately one step behind. The world has changed, the times are different..."
The platinum tiger nodded slightly and spoke in an ancient demon language that was almost impossible for the demon barbarians to master.
No one could understand, but Fang Yun, who was in the examination room, could understand.
"Your Majesty Zulong, at this moment, the demons and barbarians control the world, and the human race is like an ant. You should not linger."
The Ancestral Dragon True Spirit let out a low cry and said, "Just a little beast! Thunder..."
As soon as Zulong spoke, thunder filled the sky. The sky of Shengyuan Continent turned into a sea of thunder. Billions of thunders roared, and countless human beings were knocked unconscious.
Clouds give birth to thunder, and clouds come from dragons. The dragon clan is the master of wind, rain, thunder and lightning.
The Spear of Divine Punishment suddenly broke again, leaving only the spear head, and the broken spear body merged into the sea of thunder in the sky.
The next moment, the million-mile sea of thunder suddenly shrank and turned into a thunder ball that fell into the mouth of the Ancestral Dragon Spirit.
The dragon holds the thunder ball.
"Close your eyes and lie down!" The voice of the Eastern Saint King Jinglong spread throughout the Shengyuan Continent.
Outside the Wu State Court.
The dragon throne was carried to the door. Lord Wu was sitting on it, looking at the strange vision of divine punishment over Jing State, while the ministers were also outside, which was out of tune with the solemnity that the court should have.
After hearing what Dong Sheng said, all the ministers were stunned and didn't know what to do. After all, it was a court meeting and the monarch was there.
When the ministers glanced at the dragon throne, they saw Wu Jun lying obediently on the dragon throne with his eyes closed and his butt sticking up.
Wu Jun seemed to be aware of everyone's gazes, and he squinted his eyes and cursed: "Idiots! Lord Dongsheng said lie down, how dare you stand? Lie down!"
All the ministers hurriedly lay down.
At the same time, people from all over the ten countries, regardless of gender, age, or academic status, all lay prone on the ground with their eyes closed.
On the grassland, the four old men did not close their eyes or lie down. Instead, they slowly turned around and turned their backs to the platinum tiger and the pale yellow dragon.
The holy temples in all the ten countries released their surging talents to protect all the candidates. (To be continued...)