After Ao Zhou finished speaking, his mind was still not clear. His eyes were dazed, as if he still did not know what had happened.
"Did he get a concussion from the fall?" Fang Yun thought.
At this moment, a violent knocking sound came from the Heavenly Prison, as if countless hammers were hammering the walls of the Heavenly Prison. At the same time, there were continuous sounds of collapsing.
Fang Yun turned his head and looked. A saint art that could trap a Half-saint for so long was not bad. What kind of new power was this?
Fang Yun instinctively wanted to enter the Literature Palace, but then he smiled.
There was no longer any Literature Palace. The entire Literature Palace had turned into the Literature Realm!
In the depths of Fang Yun's forehead, there was an infinitely small dot. But if one's divine sense entered it, they would see that it was actually a huge planet. It was bigger than the Kong Shengwen Realm, bigger than the Bloodlight Realm, and even bigger than the Saint Origin Realm!
In the sky of the Literature Realm, there were countless stars. Among them, there were three that were the most special.
In the sky of the Literature Realm, there was a huge silver-grey Wheel of Heaven's Will. It rotated slowly as if it was calculating fate and measuring time. It was as if all the power in the world had been analyzed by the Wheel of Heaven's Will.
In front of the Wheel of Heaven's Will, there was the projection of the Literature Star. The light of the Literature Star was like a liquid that covered the entire Literature Realm of Fang Yun.
In the core of the Literature Star's projection, there was a teardrop-shaped, crystal-clear Literature Gall. It was as clear as a flawless crystal, but it gave off an indestructible feeling.
The Literature Star's projection and the Wheel of Heaven's Will were like the stars outside the north and south poles of the Literature Realm. Outside the equator of the Literature Realm, there were eight suns surrounding it.
The Talent Sun.
The blazing Talent Sun provided Fang Yun with endless Saint Dao Talent Qi.
The Wheel of Heaven's Will, the Literature Gall, the Literature Star's projection, and the Talent Sun all exuded powerful and mysterious power. They formed a strange light that filled the entire Literature Realm with dreamy colors.
Fang Yun looked at the huge Literature Realm and smiled.
At first, he thought that he only had the Nine Extreme Celestial Pillars, the Heavenly Origin Source Liquid, and the Source of Heaven and Earth when he became a Saint. But in the end, he realized that he had already obtained the All Life Spring. This was also the real reason why he could not use the All Life Spring.
The Pale Sundial was the Primordial Mystic Treasure that the Mountain Gazing Lord used to carry the Spring of Life. Like the Twilight Void Sun fragment, it was a part of the agreement.
At that time, when Fang Yun had turned into light and left the Doomsday Palace, he hadn't noticed that the All Life Spring in the Ashen Sundial had already fused with the Literary World. This was also the reason for his rapid promotion afterwards. Ao Ku even suspected that Fang Yun had already obtained the All Life Spring.
Fang Yun's Divine Will instantly swept across the Wen Jie. He grabbed with his right hand, and a small shooting star appeared in his hand.
The small meteor seemed to have changed slightly. It was now the size of a fist, and at the same time, it had a faint aura.
Back then, Fang Yun didn't know what this was. But now, with a sweep of his Divine Will, Fang Yun knew that this was a divine star that Mu Xingke had found. It was originally one of the divine stars of the Great Desolate Azure Dragon. However, this object conflicted with Mu Xingke, so he couldn't use it. He could only use it as an ordinary Star Herder. Later, when Mu Xingke was fighting with the Dragon Emperor, this object escaped his control.
As soon as Fang Yun touched this small meteor, he knew how to use it. He found that it didn't resist him. Perhaps his Divine Will was strong, and it had the characteristics of Mu Xingke, but it wasn't as forceful as Mu Xingke in herding the stars.
Fang Yun didn't expect this small meteor to be far stronger than he had imagined. It was just that it grew stronger as his strength increased.
Fang Yun glanced at Lang Gusheng, who was about to break out of the Painted Ground Prison. Just as he was about to use the small meteor, he changed his mind. He connected a Divine Will thread between his finger and the small meteor. Then, like playing with a yo-yo, he tossed the small meteor out, and then pulled it back with his Divine Will.
The small meteor seemed to like this method very much, and it was happy to cooperate with Fang Yun.
"It's a waste to use your words. Let's wait a little longer."
Fang Yun talked to Ao Zhou like he was talking to a puppy, and then looked at him.
Ao Zhou was still a little dizzy. He had fallen too hard.
"Your Majesty … Why are you looking at me?"
"Don't you know?" Fang Yun said pleasantly.
"Huh?"
Fang Yun was stunned.
Ao Zhou immediately understood. With a sad expression, he slowly lowered his head, and then slowly raised it up, putting Fang Yun between the two dragon horns.
The Azure Jiao Saint slowly rose from the sea. Its huge body was like an undulating mountain range.
Fang Yun stood on top of Ao Zhou's head.
Fang Yun stood on top of the Azure Jiao Saint, looking at heaven and earth.
Fang Yun nodded. "Not bad. If you don't betray me, I'll give you a great fortune in a hundred years. "
Ao Zhou was angry and happy at the same time. He was angry that he would become the laughingstock of the myriad worlds from now on. As a Half-saint, being the mount of the Ancestral Dragon was definitely an honor, but being the mount of a human Half-saint was definitely an eternal humiliation. But he was happy that Fang Yun was so powerful. If he could really do as he said, then he would have a chance to become a Great Sage in the future. This bit of humiliation was nothing.
However, Ao Zhou was still a little unconvinced. Even if his bloodline and power had submitted, his will and soul were unyielding.
At this moment, the Heavenly Prison formed by the Painted Ground Prison finally exploded, and the exhausted Lang Gusheng rushed out in a sorry state.
His Body as Heaven and Earth had been broken by the Heavenly Prison, and his body was now only a hundred feet long. He had used almost all his means and even his lifespan to break out of the Heavenly Prison in such a short time.
This was the most difficult Painted Ground Prison to break out of in human history.
Before Lang Gusheng emerged, he had only one thought in mind. Although he was trapped, the other two could definitely fight Fang Yun if they joined forces. Once they were free from the Sealing Ground Prison, they would definitely be able to defeat Fang Yun.
But what was the situation now?
Where was Niu Xunsheng?
Why was Ao Zhou like a wronged wife under Fang Yun's feet, but there was also an inexplicable joy?
Lang Gusheng was a little confused. Clearly, the previous plan could not be used. What should he do now?
Run away or fight Fang Yun together with Ao Zhou?
Lang Gusheng blinked at Ao Zhou.
Ao Zhou was expressionless.
Lang Gusheng blinked again.
Ao Zhou asked slowly, "Lang Gusheng, is there sand in your eyes?"
At this moment, Lang Gusheng was so angry that his body almost exploded. He was angry because Ao Zhou ran away without fighting, and now that he was sure that Ao Zhou had completely surrendered to Fang Yun, the anger in his heart almost completely destroyed his reason, and he did not consider why Ao Zhou had obediently submitted.
"Ao Zhou, you are the most useless, useless, and cowardly Half-saint in all the worlds!" Lang Gusheng roared.
"How dare you insult Bensei! I'll f * ck your mother! "
Ao Zhou was enraged, his eyes were bloodshot and his dragon scales stood up. Ignoring Fang Yun who was on his head, he leaped away from Fang Yun and pounced on Wolf Gu Sheng.
Fang Yun's right hand continued to throw small meteors, and his left hand was already half raised, ready to attack. He then shook his head and watched the battle with a smile.
Although Ao Zhou was injured by Fang Yun, it was only a flesh wound caused by the wrestle, and his saint power was not lost much. After his flesh was regenerated, he was almost unscathed.
Lang Gusheng, on the other hand, used his life to smash the Heavenly Prison.
Thus, the battle was completely one-sided.
Ao Zhou showed the powerful side of the Flood Dragon Tribe, pressing Lang Gusheng to the ground and attacking wildly. His saint power gushed out and smashed Lang Gusheng tens of thousands of feet into the sea, causing the earth to shake and the seabed to collapse. Sand and stone flew into the sky, and finally, Lang Gusheng was reduced to ashes and disappeared completely.
It was cleaner than a plate licked by a dog.
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