"The battle has begun." Xi Luan's heart tightened.
Fang Yun nodded lightly. Xing Liu moved slightly, and the Eagle Sovereign and Snake Sovereign's skeletons slowly appeared on his back.
Xi Luan looked back and looked at his third realm Barbarian Bear King's skeleton. He said helplessly, "How many good things do you have? I know that you used three drops of Carrying Mountain's Blood to exchange for Ancestor Xi's saint blood. "
"Did you bring the Half-saint's clothes?" Fang Yun asked.
Xi Luan's eyes flashed with a strange light. He said, "Yes."
"You're really generous. Regarding this trip to Saint Burial Valley, I'm afraid Ancestor Xi was already prepared before he passed away? "Fang Yun asked.
Xi Luan's eyelids twitched. He said, "Ancestor Xi was prepared, but we'll leave everything to fate. I don't ask for that shocking treasure. If I can safely return to Saint Origin World and bring some things back, this trip will not be in vain. "
"That's true. The most important thing is not the treasures, but our cultivation." Fang Yundao said.
Xi Luan looked into the distance and said, "There's a huge commotion over there. I'm afraid the world has already been opened. I hope the Barbarian Sovereigns won't participate in the battle, especially the Demon Sovereign."
"Since the battle has started there, it means that the Demon Sovereign and the Sovereigns nearby have already entered the God Bestow Mountains and Seas. Otherwise, the battle would have already ended." Fang Yundao said.
Xi Luan nodded and said, "The Sovereigns will definitely not fight outside the God Bestow Mountains and Seas. In their eyes, the God Bestow Mountains and Seas is the opportunity to become a saint. Even if they kill everyone else, there's no benefit. What's more, since the human race has opened up the world and supplemented it with the Soul Skeleton Saint Energy, the Sovereigns will not be able to break through in a short time without any saint treasures. "
As the two were chatting, they suddenly sensed a spirit light in front of them. Their expressions immediately turned serious.
It was the human race's signal for help.
Fang Yun released his aura and waved his hand. The spirit light immediately turned around and flew over.
Fang Yun reached out his hand and clapped. The spirit light turned into a wave of Divine Perception and transmitted a message.
Xi Luan watched quietly at the side.
Fang Yun used his Divine Perception to read the information contained in the spirit light and said, "So it turns out to be Wen Zong, He Mingyuan, or Mister He. When he rushed to the sea outside the Gods Bestow Mountain, he didn't just encounter three great scholars but also many demonic barbarians. The four of them had no choice but to open up the Four Seas and Heavens to defend themselves. Later on, a Barbarian Sovereign rushed over and attacked, forcing one of the Great Confucians to chant "Crossing the Lingding Ocean" and burn his life to injure the Sovereign. When the call for help was sent out, that Sovereign had already stopped attacking and was hesitating whether to enter the Gods Bestow Mountain Sea or continue to stay there. "
"Then the four of them are in grave danger. Fortunately, that place is the furthest away from the Blood Graveyard of the Demon Barbarian Race, and is very close to the Blood Graveyard of the Dragons, the Human Race, and the Ancient Demon Race. Otherwise, it would be even more dangerous. "Xi Luan looked worried.
Fang Yundao said, "Mister He Mingyuan is lucky. He has a Martial Emperor's spirit skeleton that can hold on for a while. Besides, the blood tombs of the Fire Race and the other alien races are even closer to that place. If they encounter them, they won't leave the human race alone. Most of them know that if the lips die, the teeth will feel cold. "
"We can't get there immediately. We can only hope that they can hold on."
The two stopped talking and began to prepare for battle.
A scroll of history appeared in front of Xi Luan. He recited in his heart and began to prepare to communicate with the Long River of History.
Fang Yun said, "Mister Xi, I need to increase the power of the literary platforms. I'm afraid I won't be able to divert my attention later. I hope you can look after me."
"Just do it," Xi Luan said.
Fang Yun nodded and released the Four Seas and Heavens. It was as if it was covered by a transparent ball of light. Then, he released all nine literary platforms. Finally, he released the medical book and the sacred scale where the Lord of Plague's clone was.
Fang Yun's surroundings immediately shone with a strange brilliance. It was as if the Divine Dao had appeared and the Dharma and Logos had disappeared.
Xi Luan stared at the nine literary platforms above Fang Yun's head, dumbfounded. He had a lot of questions in his heart, but he couldn't speak. It was as if a hundred claws were scratching at his heart.
Finally, his gaze fell on the Divine Spirit Platform. He looked at the statues of Wang Jinglong, Zhang Zhongjing, and the Three Saints Hua Tuo, and his mouth fell open.
As an important descendant of the Half-saint clan, he had vaguely heard of this legendary literary platform that was only conceived by the Saints. He had also heard that once this platform was released, it could crush all other literary platforms. He didn't expect to see it in Fang Yun's place.
What also surprised Xi Luan was that Fang Yun's Four Seas and Heavens exuded a true aura of the Divine Path. Even though the aura was extremely weak, the Divine Path was still the Divine Path. It couldn't be faked.
Xi Luan had a feeling that if his Four Seas and Heavens were a steel shield, then Fang Yun's Four Seas and Heavens were a fortress made of steel. They were on a completely different level of power.
Xi Luan's expression kept changing. He even had the impulse to reach out and touch Fang Yun's Four Seas and Heavens. However, Fang Yun needed to be quiet. In the end, he suppressed the urge and waited for Fang Yun to finish before asking.
Within the Four Seas and Heavens, Holy Qi surged and the power of decay circled. Fang Yun unleashed his power to the extreme.
Then, the Starfire Celestial Mirror appeared behind Fang Yun. It turned into a huge brass disc and spun slowly, exuding a faint Divine Path Might.
Fang Yun closed his eyes and sat still. After a while, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the saint scale of the Lord of Pestilence.
The scale suddenly trembled and let out a soft cry as if it was warning of danger.
The next moment, all the power of decay in the Four Seas and Heavens rushed into the scale like an invisible wind.
The scale suddenly shook and turned into a black cobra that was a foot long and pounced on Fang Yun.
Just then, the eyes of the statue of Wang Jinglong on the Saint Soul Platform lit up. It raised its arm and pointed at the black snake. The black snake immediately exploded, turning into black smoke and scattering.
Fang Yun's eyes turned cold. All the power in his body surged. The True Dragon Sword, Wen Yu, Wen Tai, Four Seas and Heavens, and even the Ink Lady, the Ink Turtle, and the Fog Butterfly all moved. Like eight immortals crossing the sea, they all used their powers to trap one to ten wisps of black smoke.
The poison attack on the Wen Tai was the most powerful. It turned into a dark green snake and swallowed 30 wisps of black smoke. But then the poisonous snake returned to the Wen Tai and lay still, slowly refining the power of the Lord of Pestilence.
There was a lot of black smoke. Even if Fang Yun used all his power, he could only trap one-twentieth of it.
The rest of the smoke quickly gathered and turned into a black snake again.
The black cobra hissed angrily and pounced on Fang Yun. But Fang Yun was prepared and blocked it.
The battle took place in a small area, but the aura it emitted was abnormally strong. Fang Yun's Four Seas and Heavens kept shaking, like a crazily twisting catfish in a cloth bag.
Xi Luan sat three meters away from Fang Yun. He was actually hit by the dissipating power and couldn't breathe. He had no choice but to retreat again and again.
Fang Yun was sitting on the Emperor's Spirit Skeleton. Now, the water-like body slowly cracked.
Xi Luan didn't know Fang Yun's intentions at first, but soon realized that Fang Yun was stealing the power of the Barbarian Demon Half-saint!
After a while, Xi Luan muttered to himself, "Fang Yun's guts are bigger than a world!" Then, he showed a pained expression.
"It hurts just looking at it …" Xi Luan couldn't imagine how intense the battle inside was.
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