There was a faint golden light in the bag at the top, and the Holy Aura spread in all directions like gentle waves.
Along the way, Fang Yun encountered seven Blood-toothed Vines gathering places, and each of them was very afraid of him, so he collected many Holy Qi King Teeth with the help of the Battle Poem Soldier Generals.
In the sixth Blood-toothed Vine gathering place, Fang Yun found a Half-saint Tiger Bone. Although the incomplete Holy Qi King Bone was only the size of a human arm, it was very valuable in the eyes of all races, far more valuable than the Holy Qi King Teeth.
The value of the Holy Qi King Bone was much higher than that of ordinary Holy Qi King Bones.
On the way, Fang Yun had already thought that the Holy Qi King Bone could be made into the body of the Great Confucian Treasure Pen. After the pen was made, he would find a way to seal a battle poem about tigers, and its power would be extraordinary.
The Holy Qi King Bone was a treasure that the Blood-toothed Vines would never give up, but from the beginning to the end, those Blood-toothed Vines had no intention of attacking Fang Yun, so Fang Yun got a great bargain for no reason.
Fang Yun listed many possibilities in his mind as to why the Blood-toothed Vines were afraid of him, but he couldn't be sure, and he didn't have time to investigate.
The key was to complete the ninth Literary Platform and become a Great Confucian.
Fang Yun looked at the grayish-black mountains. In the topographic map of the Sacred Burial Valley recorded in the Book of Wonders, this place was recorded as the Sword Blade Peak.
Fang Yun looked serious, because the tip of the Sword Blade Peak faintly exuded a kind of Holy Aura. It was fierce and brutal, as if it wanted to slaughter all living things and flatten the world.
These peaks were not high, and if there were no accidents, he could fly over the countless Sword Blade Peaks and reach the Fengskull Mountain Range.
Fang Yun slowly approached the Sword Blade Peak.
When he was three thousand feet away from the nearest Sword Blade Peak, Fang Yun suddenly stopped, then took out a piece of paper, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it forward.
Swish, swish, swish …
A subtle sound was heard, and the paper ball seemed to be cut by hundreds of millions of blades in an instant, turning into fine powder.
Fang Yun lowered his head and saw that within a thousand zhang radius of the Sword Edge Peak, the ground had sunk by three zhang. The entire Sword Edge Peak seemed to be in a huge pit.
The rest of the ground was made of rocks, which were already very hard. However, the bottom of the pit around the Sword Edge Peak seemed to have been tempered thousands of times. It was far harder than ordinary rocks by a thousand times.
After that, Fang Yun recited the Hero on the White Horse and summoned the Hero on the White Horse, who was equivalent to a Demon Marquis.
The Hero on the white horse charged straight into the pit, and then he heard countless' chi chi 'sounds around him. His body felt as if there were countless swords and knives on it, and small wounds appeared.
All soldiers had a certain degree of self-healing ability, but the attacks from the outside world were too strong. The Hero on the white horse only lasted for twenty breaths before he was killed by an invisible force.
It was filled with invisible air blades.
With his rich combat experience, Fang Yun judged that each Qi blade was equivalent to the Sword of Words of a new Grand Scholar. It was not very powerful. Whether it was his Literary Courage or the Qi of talent released, he could resist it. However, it was not worth it. It was better to use a Grand Scholar's Defensive War Poem or the Power of the Literary Platform to resist it.
After that, Fang Yun's eyes fell on the sharp peaks.
Fang Yun made a general judgment. The Sword Edge Peak should have been an ordinary peak, but because it was shrouded by the power of a Saint, the peak's appearance had changed, and it was filled with countless air blades. Such places with continuous overflowing power were common in the Sacred Burial Valley, and they were called Saint Territories.
Fang Yun looked at the sky and shook his head helplessly.
Since this was a Saint Territory, it meant that one could not fly at high altitudes. One could either fly below the peak or take a detour.
The dignity of a Saint was not to be blasphemed.
In the Sacred Burial Valley, there were many Saint Territories, and the Sword Edge Peak's power was equivalent to that of a new Scholar. It was not a dangerous place, but the lowest level of danger.
The three clans did not have any records about this place. Perhaps I am the first person to find this place. After all, the Sacred Burial Valley is too big, and it is surrounded by mountains. If I did not use the maps of the three clans, I would not have found this place.
Fang Yun thought to himself, and a faint smile appeared on his face.
In the Sacred Burial Valley, any place that could maintain the power of a Saint Territory must have a mass of Saint Qi!
This was because the power of a Saint Territory did not need to absorb Saint Qi. Instead, it would force Saint Qi to gather. Part of the Saint Qi would be forced away, but part of the Saint Qi would be gathered in the territory.
"It is indeed the right choice!"
Fang Yun looked at the Scholar's Defensive War Poem behind him. He did not recite the Scholar's Defensive Display, and the Myriad People's Literary Platform appeared above his head, sprinkling green light to protect him.
Fang Yun slowly descended, and when he was 200 feet above the ground, he flew into the Sword Edge Peak.
Chi chi chi …
Dense sounds came from outside the Myriad People's Literary Platform's green light, which made one's teeth ache.
Fang Yun used his Talent Qi to protect his ears and filter out the sound.
Countless air blades attacked Fang Yun wildly, but this level of power could not destroy the Literary Platform's green light, and Fang Yun safely entered it.
Fang Yun smoothly approached the first Sword Edge Peak, and found that the higher he went, the stronger the power of the Saint Territory. He slowly descended, and maintained a height of 30 feet.
Fang Yun originally wanted to pass through here and quickly reach the Fengskull Mountains, but now he was excited, and he started to fly in the Sword Edge Peak, looking for the mass of Saint Qi.
The mass of Saint Qi was formed by 10,000 strands of Saint Qi, and it would emit a strong power. As long as one was three miles away from it, it would be detected by an ordinary Scholar.
Fang Yun had three levels of Literary and Guts, and his power was far beyond that of an ordinary Scholar.
After flying for an hour, Fang Yun felt a strange aura of a Saint seven miles away. It was similar to Saint Qi, but denser.
"It's a mass of Saint Qi!"
Fang Yun immediately sped up, and flew in the direction of the mass of Saint Qi in the mountains.
Fang Yun flew for a while in the Sword Edge Peak, and after circling around a tall mountain, the front suddenly opened up.
There seemed to be a road in front of him, and the distance between the peaks on both sides was huge. The narrowest part was still three miles, and the widest part was more than ten miles.
Fang Yun saw a stone the size of a human head floating in the air four miles ahead.
At first glance, the stone looked like the rocks on Red Black Mountain. It would not attract attention if it was on the ground, but it was very strange in the air.
Fang Yun nodded slightly. The stone was a mass of Saint Qi, because the mass of Saint Qi could take various forms.
However, Fang Yun's joy only lasted for a moment.
Seven miles away from the stone, two huge grey wolves appeared. They were as strong as hills.
The two huge grey wolves were surrounded by wind, as if a thunderstorm would form in the next moment.
Great Demon King Chanyu.
The new Great Demon King, Great Demon King Shen Xiang, Great Demon King Chanyu, Great Demon King Khan, Great Demon King Khan, and Emperor respectively corresponded to the Great Scholar's Cultivation Realm, Qi Family Realm, Governance Realm, World Peace Realm, Great Scholar Realm, and Great Scholar Realm.
Two Great Demon Kings of the Third Realm!
After a breath, Fang Yun turned and ran.
When the two Great Demon Kings of the Third Realm saw Fang Yun, they were stunned. The moment Fang Yun ran away, they were overjoyed.
"It's Fang Yun!"
"He's also a Grand Scholar!"
"All the Saints are watching over him! Kill him, and we'll be rewarded by all the Saints of the Demon Realm. We'll become Half-saints! "
The two Great Demon Kings of the Third Realm looked crazy. They did not even look at the mass of Saint Qi, and rushed straight at Fang Yun.
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