"Hehehehe …" The Graveyard Clan let out a strange laugh and suddenly jumped up.
The body of the Necropolis instantly leapt into the air above Fang Yun like a massive dark cloud. At the same time, the Necropolis emitted a pure corpse energy that sealed the space within 20 miles, making it so that Fang Yun couldn't use any teleportation methods to escape.
"Lil 'Graveyard, you're too irritable."
After Fang Yun finished speaking, he released his Country and World. The Country and World, which contained the power of decay and Saint's might, instantly formed a transparent ball with a diameter larger than that of the Graveyard Clan and sent it flying.
However, the surface of Fang Yun's Country and World also shook slightly. It quickly shrank and recovered.
"What did you call me?" The Graveyard Clan's spiritual sense suddenly became irritable and jumped over again. However, this time, it did not cover Fang Yun's head. Instead, hundreds of huge black claws emerged from its body. They were like elastic rubber claws. They kept extending and slapping toward Fang Yun.
Each of the huge claws let out an ear-piercing shriek. Each of them was surrounded by corpse Qi that was as dense as water. When the 100 claws attacked, ghosts cried and gods howled.
"Of course, I'm calling you Lil 'Graveyard."
Fang Yun said it casually, but he felt great pressure from the hundreds of huge claws. It was like facing the attacks of 100 Rulers at the same time.
Fang Yun held his brush and waved it.
Crossing the Jing Gate, traveling from Chu.
The mountains follow the plains, and the river flows into the great wilderness.
The Flying Mirror under the Moon, the Cloud-Sealing Tower.
Still cherishing the water of Shu, sending off the boat for 10,000 miles!
The great Confucian poem "Crossing the Jing Gate to Send You Off", which was written in the Holy Burial Valley, appeared in front of him.
A large river suddenly appeared between the 2 of them, making them seem to be hundreds of kilometers apart.
Hundreds of huge claws landed on the river. The river was instantly shattered, but it soon recovered and formed a second river.
The attacks of the hundreds of huge claws had landed on the first river, but the aftermath was still there and easily destroyed the second river.
The river dissipated, and a translucent ancient city stood between the 2 of them.
The ancient city was also shattered, but it recovered and blocked the final impact.
This was a powerful four-layered poem formed by poetry.
If these four layers of resistance were to appear at the same time, even if the power was increased by ten times, it would still be destroyed by the Hundred Claws. However, because it was formed continuously, it managed to block the terrifying attack.
"You're not weak." The Graveyard Race's tone was somewhat dejected. He had not expected such a powerful attack to be so easily blocked by the other party.
"If I don't call you Little Grave, what should I call you?" Fang Yun had already guessed that this Grave Race member was very young.
"Oh … there are very few of us from the Graveyard Clan, and we don't have a name." Its tone was filled with unwillingness.
"Then I'll just call you Little Grave. It's better than calling you the Grave Clan or Ah," Fang Yundao said.
Little Grave opened its mouth, but it was unable to refute Fang Yun's words because they did make some sense.
"But, this name doesn't seem that fierce. Our Grave Race is all fierce!" Little Grave was extremely vexed, feeling like something wasn't quite right.
"You're wrong. Your body is so big that everyone knows you're fierce and will avoid you. However, if you have a Little Grave in your name, then you'll confuse the enemy. This is called strategy, the art of war, and tactics. I don't know if you understand, "Fang Yundao said.
"That makes sense …" Little Grave nodded its mountain-like head.
"Okay, let's continue the deal. 60 great saint bones like mine in exchange for helping me seize Half-saint's former residence and Elder Bi. I'll help you explore the strange mountain," Fang Yundao said.
Little Grave's body wriggled as it said, "Okay, this Grave Race … no, shouldn't it be 80?"
"I don't agree to 80," Fang Yundao said.
"Then this Grave Race won't agree to 60 either!"
"Then let's both take a step back. 70."
Little Grave thought for a long time and said, "Okay."
Fang Yun was a man of his word. He immediately took out the saint bones he had obtained in the Sacred Burial Valley from the Heaven and Earth Shell.
There were many incomplete saint bones in the Sacred Burial Valley, and many of them were the bones of enormous saints. In fact, the amount that was taken out for trade was less than one-thousandth of them.
Fang Yun threw many saint bones over. Little Grave opened its mouth and swallowed them all. Its stomach even made rumbling sounds.
"Okay, bring me to them and get rid of them."
"Okay, come with me." After saying that, Little Grave began to wriggle in a direction.
Its huge body moved forward like a maggot, and its speed was not much faster than a maggot's.
Fang Yun suddenly understood why the Sun Lacking Poison Spirit said that the Graves did not like to move around.
"Can you walk faster?"
"Okay."
Little Grave's speed was indeed a little faster, which was equivalent to an ordinary person walking quickly.
To a Ruler, this speed was simply an insult.
"Do you Graves usually walk like this?" Fang Yun did not know whether to laugh or cry.
"Yes, we've always been like this. The other races say that we're lazy, but I don't know what that means," Little Grave said confidently.
"Do you also act like this when you encounter powerhouses that you can't defeat?"
"Of course not. We run quite fast, but it consumes too much energy. After all, if I move, it's different from if you move."
Fang Yun looked at the huge body with a radius of 20 kilometers and somewhat understood why the Graves were so lazy. If he was as fat as a city, he would probably not be willing to move.
"It seems that you can't help me. I seem to have given you the wrong name. You should be called Fatty Grave, "Fang Yun said again.
"I'm very sad to hear you say that. Besides, you can carry me to find them, "Little Grave said.
Fang Yun looked at Little Grave and remained silent.
Little Grave tried its best to continue to wriggle forward.
Fang Yun originally only wanted to find a way to reduce one enemy. Since it would not threaten him, his goal had been achieved, and he could not waste time here.
"How about this? You go to that strange mountain now. When I get the former residence of Elder Bi and Half-saint, I'll look for you."
"Are you saying that I'm lazy and that you think I'm slow?" Little Grave sounded a little angry.
"Don't you know?" Fang Yun retorted.
"Oh … okay." Little Grave said and wriggled toward the strange mountain.
Fang Yun looked at it helplessly. Just as he was about to head in the direction Little Grave had gone, Little Grave suddenly said, "Don't die. I still want to know about the Underworld Hundred Coffins. Also, that treasure above your head should come from the Underworld. That's why I didn't kill you. No, it's better if you die. When you become my Little Grave Mound, I'll know about the Hundred Coffins. "
"Don't worry, I won't die. I'll ask you about the Underworld Ancient Origin later."
Little Grave was stunned, then suddenly wriggled faster.
Fang Yun smiled, thinking about the Underworld, Hundred Coffins Island, Thousand Ferocious Mountain, and so on as he walked forward.
Not long after, the sandstorm and Saint Burial Poison suddenly faded, and the scene in the distance could be seen more clearly.
A hundred li away, there was an old mansion floating a hundred zhang in the air. The mansion was connected to the ground, and the ground was several zhang thick. The mansion and the ground were like a lone island floating in the air.
Several li away from the mansion, there were many people standing, all of them were great scholars.
Among them, Fang Yun saw an old acquaintance, Lei Tingyu.
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