While the other scholars were flying, their Sea Swallowing Seashells flew high and released a ray of white light, collecting the Demon Kings' corpses.
Many scholars were envious. Every Demon King's corpse was a treasure that could be exchanged for a new Hanlin Literature Treasure from the Notre-Dame. Furthermore, these Demon Kings' corpses contained Lake Shells or even Drinking River Shells, so there must be many treasures inside.
Xiao Yetian hesitated for a long time before flying forward with Smooth Steps on the Cloud. He then looked at Bing Tong and asked, "Brother Bing Tong, can you tell me what happened before?"
Bing Tong sighed and said, "I really don't want to remember. For our Ice Race, it has become a sad past."
Many Grand Scholars laughed secretly. Even the Ice Race had become so sentimental.
Bing Tong continued, "At first, a hundred Demon Kings surrounded Fang Yun, then the Ice Bone King led another hundred Demon Kings. After that, Fang Yun summoned ten Demon Kings and the Sea Suppression Dragon King. Oh right, there were also three Great Demon Kings, but they were killed by the Ice Emperor Palace's power as soon as they appeared. Fang Yun used some unknown method to order the ten Demon Kings and the Sea Suppression Dragon King to attack the Ice Race's Demon Kings. In the end, Fang Yun reaped the benefits. It's that simple. "
"Then why is this place so warm?" Xiao Yetian asked.
Bing Tong said, "Fang Yun composed three snow poems in a row. He used the three saint pages and three saint blood to activate them. He merged them with the Ice Emperor Palace's power of heaven and earth. Finally, he composed the" Spring Thunder ", which absorbed the wind and snow's coldness and turned it into thunder to punish the demons."
Many scholars gasped and widened their eyes. If they didn't care about their status, they would have exclaimed in shock.
"There were two corpses before. They seemed to belong to the Ancestor God Race. Did they also die in the hands of Fang Xusheng?" Xiao Yetian was a little unwilling.
Bing Tong nodded.
"There's no Sea Suppression Dragon King's corpse here, only some traces of Dragons. There's not even a True Dragon's flesh or broken scales. He probably ran away?" Xiao Yetian asked.
Bing Tong revealed a strange expression and said, "He wanted to run away, but he couldn't. The True Dragon's flesh and blood-stained soil on the ground were taken away by Fang Yun. After all, even a True Dragon's scale is worth more than a Scholar's treasure. "
Xiao Yetian was stunned in place with a face of disbelief.
The other Grand Scholars looked around helplessly after the initial shock, only to find that there was no chance for them to pick up the treasures. All the treasures had been collected by the Sea Swallowing Seashells. However, there were still a few Grand Scholars who were unwilling to give up. They were still sneaking glances at the dragon. After all, it was a real dragon. Any drop of its blood would be of great use. Dragon King Zhenhai's True Dragon Blood was almost the same as ordinary Saint Blood when it was fed to the snake-type aquatic creatures.
Xiao Yutian continued to ask, "The Dragon Clan has the Dragon Soul Tree, so why was Fang Yun able to kill him? ......... of Dragon Dragon Dragon Dragon Of of Dragon.......
Bing Tong rolled his eyes at Xiao Yutian in disdain and said, "Don't forget that this is the Land of Ancient Demons and has the power of Ancestor Emperor Tu Ting. Fang Yun used the Heaven Supervisor's Law Token to borrow Tu Ting's power to seize the soul. . Now, the West Sea is crying … "
In the distant Saint Origin Continent, the entire West Sea was covered by boiling blood clouds.
Blood light poured down from the blood clouds and dyed the sea surface red.
"Who killed my True Dragon Son?!" Sorrowful roars filled the entire Saint Origin Continent.
Millions of miles of sea surged into the sky. The wind howled. Thousands of islands sank. Countless corpses floated. Thousands of fish jumped out of the water and died one after another.
They wanted to be buried with the True Dragon.
A stream of light flew out of the Notre-Dame. The true Scripture, Water Scripture, flew straight to the West Coast of Saint Origin Continent. Rocks fell, layer by layer, and kept rising. In an instant, a dam covered hundreds of thousands of miles of coastline. It was tens of thousands of feet high and covered the sky.
The West Sea waves crashed crazily, but the dam stood firm.
Soon, the big families of Saint Origin Continent received a piece of news.
Back then, when the Dragon King of the West Sea sent the Demon Emperor into the Blood Light Realm to kill Fang Yun, he suffered a backlash and forced his way into the Battle Realm before he recovered from his injuries. He was also injured by the Sky Splitting Hall and had been recuperating since then. However, because of Ao Cang's sudden death, Dragon King Dragon King Dragon King Dragon King vomited blood again and again.
The big families of the human race tried to calculate. Even King Wen Family couldn't calculate who killed Dragon King Dragon King Dragon King Dragon King. They could only conclude that there was at least an ancestor-level power that interfered. Otherwise, Dragon King Dragon King Dragon King Dragon King would have been able to return to the Dragon Soul Tree.
In the depths of the Ice Emperor Palace, many scholars surrounded Wu Hou's carriage and drank tea slowly.
They secretly observed Fang Yun and found that Fang Yun was absent-minded. They didn't know what he was thinking.
Hu Li looked calm, but she stared at every scholar who approached her. She arched her back slightly and stepped on the pedal of the chair. She was ready to attack at any time.
At this moment, Fang Yun was in a daze in King Wen Palace.
There was a drop of blue water floating in it. It was almost an inch tall and there was a small dragon soul inside.
"Isn't this the legendary Sea Soul? It was formed by the soul of the Dragon Emperor Pu Lao. How did Dragon King Dragon King Dragon King get it? This was good stuff! The Dragon Emperor was equivalent to a Saint, Ancestor God, or Ancestor Emperor. The power contained within was in no way inferior to the drop of Ancestral Dragon True Blood I obtained back then. After all, when that drop of Ancestral Dragon True Blood was born, the Ancestral Dragon was at the level of the Dragon Emperor. This Dragon Emperor's Sea Soul is different. Not only does it contain the power and soul of the Dragon Emperor, it also has all sorts of miraculous uses because it was nurtured by the ocean. "
Fang Yun was pleasantly surprised, he kept thinking about everything related to the Dragon Emperor Hai Hun.
"Dragon King Zhenhai is such an idiot! The Dragon Sage of the West Sea was probably in seclusion. He didn't ask the Dragon Emperor about the use of the Sea Soul, so he used the stupidest method to forcefully absorb it. What a waste! The Dragon Emperor's Sea Soul is equivalent to a miniature version of the Dragon Emperor's soul. It has countless uses. If he had to devour it, it would only have the greatest use when a Half-saint is advancing to a Great Saint. Using it to advance to a Half-saint would be a waste. "
Fang Yun shook his head lightly, then bowed respectfully with his hands clasped in front, "Wen Xing Long Jue, Fang Yun, obtained the Pu Lao's Sea Soul and used it. Thank you senior for your gift."
Fang Yun bowed his head to express his thanks, but the drop of Dragon Emperor's Sea Soul moved slightly as if it was receiving a bow. It didn't fully bow.
Fang Yun raised his head and the Dragon Emperor's Sea Soul returned to its original position.
In the Palace of Literature, the water shimmered as if they were in the Dragon Palace.
Fang Yun stretched out his hand and pointed. A drop of azure water separated from the Dragon Emperor's Sea Soul and flew above the Palace of Literature, wrapping around the Palace of Literature.
A faint layer of water appeared on the surface of the Palace of Literature, faintly discernible.
Fang Yun revealed a faint smile. From now on, this layer of water could withstand any attack that exceeded the limits of the Palace of Literature. No matter if it was a violation of the oath or Ming Qi's attack; no matter if it was a betrayal of one's conscience or a mental breakdown, this layer of water could cancel it out.
After all, this was the power of the Dragon Emperor's Sea Soul.
The Heavens Don't Punish Saints.
The Dragon Emperor's Sea Soul had many other uses. Just by placing it in the Palace of Literature, it could heal all the hidden injuries of the Palace of Literature and nourish all the power. To the Palace of Literature, the Dragon Emperor's Sea Soul was the best nourishment. After all, most of the Palace of Literature was born in the Palace of Literature, and the Dragons were the lords of the seas.
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