The saint clones around Lang Gusheng suddenly worked together, and the endless sea rippled as saint energy poured out and landed on Lang Gusheng's body.
The saint energy around Lang Gusheng grew more and more, and soon formed a golden armor. When the golden armor reached a foot thick, there was a faint cracking sound.
"Fang Yun, you can't run!"
Lang Gusheng stepped on the sea and shot out like a bolt, turning into a stream of light like a star in the deep sea.
The golden armor rapidly thinned, and Lang Gusheng's speed continued to increase. With a loud rumble, he left a path of seawater that constantly exploded upward, forming a tall white wall of water.
In just a few breaths, Lang Gusheng appeared behind Fang Yun and raised his right claw.
Suddenly, small tents appeared around Lang Gusheng. Countless tents were glued to the golden armor. Just like Niu Xusheng's mountain armor, they formed an armor of tents around Lang Gusheng.
A cacophony of noise came from those tents.
There was the sound of singing and dancing, of eating and chewing, of screaming and beating, of furious roars, of war drums, of horns …. Those tents seemed to contain the power of the Barbarian Wolf Tribe, causing Lang Gusheng's energy to soar, causing the seawater to ripple.
Soon after, the tent armor exploded, and countless pitch-black skulls emerged from Lang Gusheng's right claw, densely packed and flickering in and out of existence. It was a chilling sight.
"Unparalleled Saint Might, Wail of Myriad Ghosts!"
Lang Gusheng did not even speak to Fang Yun, and attacked with all his strength.
His entire right arm disappeared, and in the air, a giant claw ten miles wide appeared. At the center of the claw were nine wolf skulls.
The nine skulls wailed in the palm as they fell toward Fang Yun together with the giant claw.
As the giant claw fell, the nearby seawater suddenly froze, and Fang Yun seemed to have lost control of the seawater, as if he was in sticky mud, and his speed rapidly decreased.
A faint smile appeared on Lang Gusheng's face, Fang Yun could not avoid this attack.
On the city wall, many Water Creatures cried out in shock. That was because the sea water in the center of the giant claw had solidified, but the sea water outside the claw had formed a giant circular tsunami. The giant waves covered the sky and covered the earth, and they swept out in all directions. They were like giant waves that slammed into the blue shield of Sin Sea City.
Above Fang Yun's head, another phenomenon appeared, and the six layers of the Prose Poetry of Three Capitals formed one after another, and a total of eighteen cities stacked together, like a chaotic fog that covered the sky.
"Boom …"
The claws of the nine wolves fell like a boulder on an egg. They easily destroyed the eighteen cities. Even the power of the Literary Heart and the power of decay in the sixth level of the Prose Poetry of the Three Capitals was useless.
A bright light flashed around Fang Yun's body as a gigantic transparent sphere with a diameter of one mile appeared.
The World.
In the World, there were countless trees, and all the trees were constantly losing leaves, and at the same time, new leaves were constantly growing. Where the trees were, the leaves were like a waterfall, endless.
Now, a pitch-black tornado suddenly appeared in the sky above the World, and all the leaves were swept away by the tornado, rising up into the sky.
The leaves were like scales, and the tornado was like a dragon, holding up the sky above the World.
The nine wolf claws fell on the top of the World after destroying all the defensive barriers.
Boom!
The nine wolf claws grabbed the entire World, and the World seemed to have become a soft ball, deforming and twisting.
However, the outer wall of the World was not broken.
Lang Gusheng gritted his teeth, and aimed at the nine wolf claws, he opened his mouth and spat out golden saint blood. The saint blood turned into small golden wolves the size of mosquitoes, forming a small wolf pack, and flew into the nine wolf claws.
The aura of the nine wolf claws skyrocketed, and the saint light around it flickered.
Lang Gusheng, on the other hand, was dispirited and listless. His body had shrunk, and his skin had shriveled and shrunk. The wolf fur all over his body had quickly turned white, and his aura had dropped from the incarnation of a half-saint to that of an ordinary Ruler. He was not even comparable to Qi Brand, who had just become a Ruler.
At this time, Fang Yun's eyes flashed, and he said angrily, "You forced Bensei to do this! Blood Radiance World! "
The World suddenly collapsed, and more than half of the nine wolf claws' power was removed. Then, Fang Yun turned into a continent, exactly the same as the Blood Radiance World.
In the Blood Radiance World, tens of thousands of mountains and rivers rushed up into the sky, crashing into the nine wolf claws.
At the same time, the Learning Sea Platform, True Dragon Platform, Poison Attack Platform, Sin Subduing Platform, Ancient Demon Platform, and other powers that fused with the World all attacked.
The combination of these powers was like a continent rising up, crashing into the nine wolf claws.
Boom, boom, boom …
The nine wolf claws were attacked continuously, but they still came down forcefully, like the hand of the heavens, with supreme power.
However, there were too many withering powers in the Blood Radiance World.
After just three breaths, the nine wolf claws suddenly exploded.
Everyone could see that where the Nine Wolves' giant claw split open, there was a withered yellow power of decay acting strangely.
"Oh no!"
Lang Gusheng ran, but the Poison Attack Giant Snake opened its mouth, and poisonous flames rolled out, drowning Lang Gusheng.
With a shrill cry, Lang Gusheng's clone quickly melted and died.
At the center of the battlefield, Fang Yun bent over, holding onto the side of the boat of sand, gasping for air, and sweating profusely.
The Ancient Demons and the Water Tribe could see that Fang Yun's aura was chaotic, and he was close to exhaustion. Even driving the boat of sand was a bit difficult.
The many Half-saint clones communicated with each other through their spiritual sense.
The Lord of Pestilence said, "From the very beginning, I suspected that Fang Yun was feigning arrogance and fear, but … I also didn't believe that he could easily kill two Half-Saint avatars in a row. No matter how strong his Wheel of Destiny is, it is only slightly stronger than Yi Zhishi. Yi Zhishi might be able to kill two Half-saint clones, but he must be exhausted by now. "
"I also suspect that he is pretending! I heard that he has the Literary Heart Spring, we have to force him to use it. Only then will I believe that he is exhausted. "Ao Zhou revealed the reason why he didn't go up earlier.
"Regardless of whether he is pretending or not, one thing is for sure, such a high intensity battle will consume a lot of his energy. As long as we take turns, he will eventually reveal an opening. At that time, we will be able to take advantage of it. "
"Unfortunately, he is Wen Xing Long Jue. If we attack together, the Water Tribe of Sinful City will definitely help. We can only imitate the ancient one-on-one battles to prevent them from interfering."
"Right now, we can suspect, we can guess, we can do anything, but we cannot let him return to Sinful City! Even if we have to sacrifice Half-saint clones one by one, we must drag him to death! If you don't want to go, I will! Lend me your Saint Power! "
One of the Half-saint clones of the Elephant Clan surged with Saint Power.
The other Half-saint clones showed expressions of admiration, and didn't hesitate to use their Saint Power.
Then, this Half-saint clones of the Elephant Clan charged out in golden armor, and in a few breaths' time, they surpassed Fang Yun and stood between Fang Yun and Sinful City, attacking.
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