The 300-meter-tall Specter Fang Yun coldly snorted. Black light surged around his body and wrapped his translucent Specter body as he rushed towards the seven Half-saint.
In the blink of an eye, the seven barbarian half-step Saints also discovered Spectral Soul's location.
The seven Half-saint were slightly startled and immediately looked at each other, unable to make up their minds. This was a legendary peak alien race, the Specter of Sutra. In terms of individual strength, no other race in the Demon World could compare to him.
What's more, each Half-saint could sense that the Specter of Sutra's aura had reached the peak of Half-saint level.
None of the seven Half-saint Half-saints was a Holy Lord, and even the strongest among them was far from the peak of Half-saint level.
The seven Half-saint hastily communicated with their divine sense, but before they could reach a conclusion, the Specter of Sutra's cold divine sense spread across thousands of miles.
"How dare you covet Bensei's treasure? Impudent!"
The seven Half-saint Half-saints were startled, but then the Swift Fox Saint sneered, "You may be a peak alien race, but we are the Lords of Myriad Worlds. You may not necessarily have the upper hand if you fight us alone. Since everything is just a misunderstanding, we'll retreat. "
Fang Yun coldly glanced at the Swift Fox Saint and the 10-mark True Dragon Sacred Sword flew out.
In the eyes of the seven Half-saint Half-saints, the Specter Book in front of Fang Yun flipped a page and a Specter Sword condensed from Specter force flew out.
"You …"
The Swift Fox Saint was so startled that his red fox fur fluttered, but before he could finish his words, the Specter Sword disappeared from the eyes of the Saints.
The moment the Specter Sword disappeared, the seven Half-saint Half-saints breathed a sigh of relief. But in the next instant, their fur stood on end and they fled in all directions like frightened birds.
* Chi … *
With a soft sound, the Swift Fox Saint's head was separated from his body. His divine sense and Saint Soul were all strangled by the terrifying power.
The several-hundred-meter-long Swift Fox Saint's corpse fell from the air and heavily hit the ground with a loud bang.
In the air above the Swift Fox Saint's neck, a pitch-black spatial crack quickly healed.
The other six Half-saint were distracted. This was not an ordinary place, but the Ancient Kunlun World. In the outside world, Half-saint could easily shatter space with treasures or powerful battle techniques. But in the Ancient Kunlun World, even a Supreme Saint would find it difficult to shatter space.
What's more, Swift Fox Saint had many life-saving means, and her illusions were superb. It was impossible for an ordinary Great Saint to find her real body, so how could the Spectral Giant Sword reach Swift Fox Saint directly?
Killing a Half-saint with a single Saint Spell was something only a Great Saint could do. This Ghost Chanting Sutra was too terrifying!
"You dare to run away in front of Bensei? Is this another provocation?" Ghost Fang Yun's cold voice sounded again. The six Half-saint suddenly felt as if a layer of ice was slowly spreading from their backs to their bodies. It was as if they were in the deep sea. Whether it was their divine sense or their body, they felt a bone-chilling coldness.
However, the six Half-saint noticed that the Ghost Chanting Sutra's killing intent had obviously weakened. They immediately remembered that although the Ghost Chanting Sutra was powerful, she was not bloodthirsty. Since she had calmed down, there was room for negotiation.
The six Half-saint's divine senses communicated for a while, then stopped and lowered their heads to Fang Yun.
Fang Yun stretched out his hand and put away the Swift Fox Saint's corpse. He wanted to start a massacre, but seeing the six Half-saint stopping, he had a thought and put away the True Dragon Saint Sword.
The Snake Rock Saint hurriedly said, "We have made a grave mistake. We coveted Holy Lord Ghost Chanting Sutra's treasures. We admit our mistake. The Swift Fox Saint is the culprit. She is already dead. Please spare us. "
The Ghost Fang Yun stretched out his translucent right hand. In his hand was a blood-red ball. He gently tossed it up and caught it.
The six Half-saint recognized it immediately. It was the Swift Fox Saint's Half-saint treasure. It was called the Mei Pearl.
The Ghost Fang Yundao said, "We, the Ghost Chanting Race, do not like to bully the weak. Bensei came to the Ancient Kunlun World to meet the geniuses of the ten thousand worlds. He wanted to use them as whetstones to help Bensei become a Supreme Saint. However, you have offended Bensei. Each of you can leave if you hand over a Half-saint treasure or a divine item of equal value. Otherwise, Bensei will kill you even if he chases you to the Abyss of the Ten Thousand Worlds! "
The six Half-saint's divine senses communicated quickly.
"What should we do? Should we kill him together? With the six of us Half-saint working together, we might not be afraid of him. "
"Idiot, he is not an ordinary Saint. He is a peak Saint. Not to mention us, even the Plague Lord is not as good as him. Can the six of us kill the Lord of Pestilence? "
"Are we just going to hand over the treasure? I am not willing! "
"I am not willing either. Is the treasure more important than our lives? It is already good that he did not want to kill us. "
"I will not hand over the Half-saint treasure. This is my life-saving treasure. However, I can give him my other divine items. What a pity … "
"He is coming. Hurry up and decide!"
The golden-haired Lion Hansheng hurriedly opened his mouth and spat out a white Dragon Bone Helmet. He said, "Your Majesty, this is the treasure of my race. It was refined from the head of a Supreme Saint. It is extraordinary. I hope you will be satisfied."
The other five Half-saint looked at Lion Hansheng with joy and jealousy. This Dragon Bone Helmet was an excellent Half-saint treasure and was priceless. However, Lion Hansheng had the even better Eternal Wind Wings. He could only choose between the two and sacrifice the Dragon Bone Helmet.
Fang Yun waved his hand and the Dragon Bone Helmet, which was bigger than him, shrank and fell into his hand.
A smile appeared on Fang Yun's face. He said, "Very good. I like this Dragon Bone Helmet. It was personally made by a Supreme Saint. It is far from ordinary Half-saint treasures. I just happen to need it. Little lion, you are very sincere. I will accept it. You are very pleasing to the eye. Hmm … If you have any requests in the Ancient Kunlun World, Bensei will help you once. Of course, don't push your luck. "
As Fang Yun spoke, he actually put on the Dragon Bone Helmet. The Dragon Bone Helmet quickly turned illusory and turned into a thin layer of light covering his head.
Lion Hansheng was wild with joy. He shook the thick mane on his neck and hurriedly said, "Thank you, Your Majesty! You are really a kind and benevolent Saint Lord. "
"In our tribe, benevolence is not a good word." Ghost Fang Yun said.
"It was a slip of the tongue, a slip of the tongue! This Dragon Bone Helmet is a perfect match for you. It should be yours! "Lion Hansheng flattered.
The other five Half-saint were extremely helpless. This Lion Hansheng was too lucky. He had just arrived and he had already met a Saint Lord. He was even the future chanting Ghost Supreme Saint. This was more valuable than meeting the Barbarian Demon Supreme Saint.
Fang Yun's gaze swept across the other five Half-saint.
The other Half-saint hurriedly took out various divine items with bitter faces. They were reluctant to part with their Half-saint treasures and could only use various divine items to make up for it. They even took out divine items that belonged to their tribe.
Half-saint collections were extraordinary. Even if they were not Half-saint treasures, their value was extremely high.
Soon, the divine items and miscellaneous items in front of the five Half-saint were piled up into a small mountain.
Fang Yun's gaze swept across them. His expression did not change, but he was very satisfied. The value of these things had already surpassed ordinary Half-saint treasures. There were even a few ancient artifacts and divine materials that were worth a lot.
Fang Yun collected four Half-saint divine items in a row and finally looked at the last mountain of divine items.
"What, are you sending away a beggar?" Fang Yun said sternly and looked at Snake Hansheng.
The other Half-saint looked at Snake Hansheng sympathetically.
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