Ao Zhou wondered if these human Half-saint had all been to the Immortal Holy Land and killed 10,000 opponents of the same level.
When did the human race become so strong?
They were already dead. How could they continue to cultivate?
But Fang Yun wasn't surprised at all.
Ao Zhou glanced at Fang Yun and found that Fang Yun was calm, as if to prove that everything was within his expectations. He didn't need to interfere in something that could be solved with a whistling arrow.
All the Saintly Paths that belonged purely to the human race returned to the human race.
There were also many Saintly Paths that belonged to all races. Ao Min mastered them. The human Saints and Fang Yun all mastered them or dabbled in them, especially the Saintly Paths related to combat.
The result was that the power of the White Light Dragon Saints started to dissipate rapidly. They were either taken by the Thunder Saints or scattered into the world.
In the sky, the Saints fought fiercely. The Saintly Paths were in chaos.
The pitch-black space cracks spread. The voices of all living beings were singing. Divine light overflowed. The world was glorious.
Ao Zhou looked at the sky, his eyes shining.
Such an exciting battle of all living beings was hard to come by.
The only pity was that the whole process was like a group of well-trained soldiers besieging a group of wild beasts.
The wild beasts were very strong, but the soldiers were even stronger.
Suddenly, Han Feizi, who was the most aggressive, was attacked. His body of thunder exploded like a Saint.
Ao Min was secretly relieved. This meant that Fang Yun's Saintly Battle Poem wasn't invincible. These …
Halfway through Ao Min's thought, a Saintly Body of Thunder descended from the sky.
Han Feizi's Battle Poem Saintly Body came back to life.
"This Fang Yun …"
Ao Min looked at Fang Yun with murderous intent in his eyes.
Ao Min and Fang Yun were far away from each other.
In the sky between them, the Saints fought fiercely. Countless pitch-black space cracks crisscrossed.
The entire West Sea was like an expanding balloon that could explode at any time.
The Saints on both sides fought to the death. After only a few minutes, the outcome was decided.
All the White Light Dragon Saints died in battle. Most of the human Saints died in battle and came back to life.
The moment the White Light Dragon Saint died, 36 Half-saint of the human race unleashed the Battle of Words.
All 36 Saint Path Swords were thrown into Fang Yun's True Dragon Saint Sword.
The True Dragon Sacred Sword let out a long cry as its surface overflowed with precious light. A large area of cracks appeared in the surrounding space and spread in all directions.
The space where the True Dragon Sacred Sword was located completely collapsed. The entire sword was in the void.
"It's a Great Sage divine weapon …"
Ao Zhou muttered to himself.
When a Great Sage treasure released all of its power, space could no longer contain it. Only the void could contain it.
Fang Yun blinked.
The brand-new True Dragon Sacred Sword seemed to view space as a layer of ice, cutting through the ice along the void. A pitch-black, enormous spatial crack appeared in the sky.
The sky cracked.
In the void, a powerful force was channeled into the True Dragon Sacred Sword.
When the Heavenly Fissure appeared, the True Dragon Sacred Sword was already in front of Ao Min.
Ao Min sighed.
"As expected of the Lord of Resurgence."
After Ao Min sighed, the space between him and the True Dragon Sacred Sword suddenly collapsed.
Just as the True Dragon Sacred Sword was about to hit, a black ring with sharp silver edges appeared. It stood upright and spun rapidly, making a buzzing sound.
The True Dragon Sacred Sword tilted from high up in the sky. The tip of the sword was pressed against the black ring, but it couldn't move an inch.
"It's the Void Dragon Ring! A Supreme Saint treasure, "Ao Zhou whispered.
Suddenly, the True Dragon Sacred Sword stabbed forward. Its power completely exploded.
The space within a thousand miles collapsed instantly. A large amount of seawater dissipated. Fang Yun, Ao Min, and Ao Zhou were swallowed by the void.
Ao Zhou screamed and ran back. His body was covered in blood. As he ran, he cursed himself for being stupid. If he had known this would happen, he would have entered Fang Yun's study.
In the end, Ao Zhou stood at the edge of the four seas and looked at the rapidly shrinking black ball.
The void dissipated. Fang Yun's study had been destroyed, but it didn't completely collapse. New Saint Path literature treasures flew out of the Literary Realm to rebuild a new Saint Path study.
Fang Yun was unharmed.
The thick divine light around Ao Min became very faint. His body was also unharmed.
Ao Zhou sighed inwardly. They had met their match. If they didn't use their trump cards, they would have fought for days and nights …
"Oh no!"
Ao Zhou's eyes widened. He suddenly shouted.
Before the study was repaired, a wisp of black Qi tore through the cracks of the study and rushed in. It went for the back of Fang Yun's head.
The black Qi was too fast. It was obviously a Half-saint using a Supreme Saint treasure to launch a sneak attack.
No Half-saint could dodge such a sneak attack.
It was too strong and too fast.
At the same time, an undetectable smile appeared on Ao Min's face.
Ao Zhou was disheartened. He was about to think about whether to run or join Ao Min when he suddenly found a hair on the back of Fang Yun's head moved.
At this time, the sneak attack was about to succeed.
"Why is Fang Yun's hair moving? Why am I instinctively paying attention to that hair? "
At this moment, Ao Zhou seemed to understand. Then, Ao Zhou found a powerful force erupting from the back of Fang Yun's head.
The black light suddenly expanded rapidly and turned into a black dragon Half-saint. It spat out blood and retreated.
The black dragon Half-saint's aura was only a bit weaker than Ao Min's. They were both Dragon Saints of the same level, but their aura was quickly falling.
The black dragon Half-saint's eyes were filled with fear.
The Black Dragon Half-Saint's body was long and slender like a snake. Strangely, cracks started to appear at the corners of his mouth and spread to his body and tail. It was as if a snake had been cut horizontally from its mouth to its tail by a knife.
The huge wound was spreading rapidly.
Ao Zhou suddenly focused all of his strength in his eyes.
At the same time, the black dragon Half-saint's body was cut into two.
Something smaller than a speck of dust flew out from the wound on the black dragon Half-saint's tail.
Ao Zhou realized that it was one of the four ancient demon beasts that Fang Yun had summoned, Wei Ming.
Ao Zhou was not excited, but his body turned cold. When he fought with Gu Xu, Wei Ming's aura was unstable, and his skills were immature. But now, he was as experienced as an assassin. His aura was vague, and his skills were straightforward.
At this moment, it was as if Wei Ming himself was a kind of assassination saint dao!
Ao Min also noticed this and roared, "How did you get Wei Ming's help? His Majesty Ao Xian was right, you really colluded with the ancient demons! Damn it! All Saints listen to my order, kill the traitor Fang Yun! "
Fang Yun smiled indifferently, saying, "The third time I entered the Immortal Holy Ground, I didn't kill ten thousand Half-saint, but one million. And I didn't do it myself, it was the power of the literary world that did it. "
Ao Zhou's eyes widened, and the shock in his heart turned into respect. This Master Lei was too powerful. Not only did he treat the Immortal Holy Ground as his own home, but more importantly, he already knew that Ao Min was not alone, and would use despicable methods to sneak attack, purposely leaving an opening for Wei Ming to wait.
The black dragon Half-saint's body continued to spurt blood. His supreme saint treasure was an offensive treasure, and could not protect him. Wei Ming was not going to let him go, and attacked again.
The black dragon Half-saint's body turned into countless pieces, and could not be reborn.
Because the one who attacked was Wei Ming.
The black dragon Half-saint roared in grief and anger, and poured all of his remaining strength into the supreme saint treasure. The supreme saint treasure let out a painful cry, and flew away from the black dragon Half-saint, out of the West Sea, into space, and disappeared.
The black dragon Half-saint sighed, and his body completely collapsed.
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