At the same time, two Great Saints who had seen Fang Yun's battle outside the Royal Mountain left the team.
The two Great Saints felt Fang Yun's gaze and hurriedly transmitted their voices.
"This has nothing to do with me. I'm not interested in Kunlun's treasure. Please don't take your anger out on me."
"I was only watching last time. I won't interfere this time, nor will I reveal your whereabouts."
The two Great Saints sped up and fled, but left a few strands of Saint Will along the way so that they could observe what happened next.
The new team of Kunlun Saints slowly flew toward Fang Yun.
This was a team of twenty-seven Saints.
One of them was a peak Great Saint of the Mountain Race, whose form was a huge green mountain that was a hundred thousand feet tall. A huge face appeared on the front of the mountain, as if it was outlined by grass and trees.
There were nine Great Saints in the team, and the other seventeen were Half-saint.
One of the Great Saints of the Night Race transmitted his Saint Will in all directions, "Prince Fang Yun, I joined the team to stop them from killing you. Don't worry, I'll try my best to capture you alive. Of course, you can also hand over Kunlun's treasure, and we'll leave immediately! No matter what, when you become a prince, don't take revenge on me. "
The Saints of Kunlun didn't seem to hear it and continued to prepare for battle. Everyone knew that the Great Saint of the Night Race was just joking. If Fang Yun died, he would have an explanation to the Night Ancestor. In the eyes of most of the Night Race, Fang Yun would eventually die. Although they couldn't kill him with their own hands, participating in the battle was no problem for them.
Not only was Fang Yun not angry, but he also smiled at the Saints. If the opponent had more than three peak Great Saints or the incarnation of the Divine Ancestor, then he could fight and retreat. This little force was just enough to test his strength.
"Then, which force should we test first? We've tested Mu Xingke and Ocean Fisherman's power. This time, it seems that we can test the Emperor Race's Celestial Form. We can also use the four ancient demon beasts. They should have been patient for a long time … "
"Not bad, as expected of a human genius. You're so calm in front of Bensei. I know your strength is extraordinary and your Saint Will is unparalleled. But sorry, the Mountain Race is least afraid of Saint Will. We, the Mountain Race, do not like killing. However, you are a remnant of the old race, and you also have the most valuable treasure of Kunlun. Even if we are in the wrong, we cannot let you go. Hand over the Kunlun treasure, and we can swear that you will leave this place safely. Then, you will leave the Ancient Kunlun World safely with the reward from the royal family. "
The enormous face of the Mountainfolk Great Sage continued to speak, causing the plants and vegetation around him to fall to the ground with a crackling sound.
"What's the point of wasting words with him? Just do it," said a Poison Gray Frog Great Sage.
"After all, he's someone the Night Ancestor has his eyes on. If we don't have to use force, we should try our best not to. In any case, I won't kill him. If you accidentally kill him, I'll help you explain it to the Night Ancestor. "The Great Saint of the Night Clan smiled.
"Since Shanke is the captain, let him decide. Let's not interrupt!"
The Saints immediately shut their mouths and looked at Shan Ke.
"Think about it again. Bensei has heard of your deeds and does not want to see such a talent fall. You are a great talent with the potential to be conferred the title of Ancestor! "Shan Ke did not hide his admiration for Fang Yun.
The Saints smiled, but none of them truly admired or felt pity. The Ancient Kunlun World was plagued by disasters, and there were too many Great Saints with the potential to be conferred the title of Ancestor. However, they died just like that.
Fang Yun said indifferently, "I have not heard of your deeds, but I do not want to kill too much. If I were you, I would at least gather a Hundred Saints team before coming. Note, it's a hundred Great Saints, and at least ten peak Great Saints or Divine Ancestor incarnations. "
The Saints were furious.
Shan Ke was not angry at all. He was as calm as a real mountain. "Since you have made up your mind, I will not waste any more words. During the battle, as long as you hand over the Kunlun treasure, we will immediately stop! Everyone, let's do it! "
The Saints were dissatisfied. Other than the Great Saint of the Night Clan who did not move, the other Saints immediately attacked. They either used offensive Great Saint treasures or used battle techniques.
Shan Ke did not show any mercy. He used the Great Saint battle technique, Collapsing Mountains and Stars.
Thousands of huge mountains appeared from all directions. There was a star floating on each mountain peak. The mountains rushed toward Fang Yun.
The next moment, Fang Yun straightened his chest, raised his head, and blinked.
It was as casual as if he was tidying his clothes.
A shadow appeared in the sky.
The Saint Path intertwined, the Saint Aura was strong, the Saint Power surged, and the Saint Will was vast … All kinds of power formed the shape of the Saint Path and the image of the heavens.
A huge mountain range that stretched for millions of miles covered the sky and the sun. It fell heavily and slowly shrank.
An ordinary sun was only two to three million miles.
"Big but useless!"
The other Saints turned pale with fright, but Shan Ke shook his head. When one reached the pinnacle, the greatest taboo was to use this kind of excessive power. For example, his Collapsing Mountains and Stars technique was huge at the start, but as Fang Yun flew, it kept shrinking.
In the end, the Collapsing Mountains and Stars were at most ten thousand feet tall. This would make the power of the battle technique more than ten times that of normal size.
The Saints hurriedly changed their direction and used their power to attack the sky. Shan Ke did not care. With a move of his Saint Will, a mountain ten times bigger than his body rushed into the sky.
In Shan Ke's opinion, his power could easily block the Kunlun Mountains.
"Your power is very interesting. You actually imitated the core of Kunlun. Unfortunately, it's just …"
Before Shan Ke finished speaking, his expression changed drastically.
All the Half-saint treasures attacking the Kunlun Mountains were instantly shattered into pieces, forming streams of light that splashed in all directions like a colorful meteor shower.
Every Supreme Saint treasure that hit the Kunlun Mountains made a crisp cracking sound and was then bounced away by the terrifying power.
All the battle techniques and spells disappeared the moment they came into contact with the bottom of the Kunlun Mountains.
Including the huge mountain that Shan Ke was on.
"How …"
The All-Heavens Kunlun came crashing down!
All the Saints were smashed down.
"No …"
Shan Ke could still scream crazily, but the other Saints, whether Half-saint or Supreme Saint, did not make a sound.
The image of Kunlun Mountains descended, crushing Saint Bodies, Saint Wills and souls!
A total of twenty-six Kunlun Saints died in an instant.
They couldn't even withstand one attack.
The two fleeing Supreme Saints saw this scene through their Saint Wills and were terrified. Was this really the power of a Supreme Saint?
Why was Fang Yun like the Lord of the Heavens at this moment?
So many powerful Half-saint and Supreme Saints joined forces and even used their Supreme Saint treasures. Why couldn't they withstand this attack?
The two Supreme Saints looked at each other and were shocked to find that they had stopped in mid-air.
He was a mighty Great Sage, and yet, he had been so frightened by another Great Sage that he had forgotten to fly even though they were separated by who knew how many tens of thousands of kilometers.
The two Saints hurriedly accelerated again.
"This Fang Yun is too terrifying. Who would have thought that so many Half-saint and Supreme Saints couldn't even withstand one attack from him?"
"What kind of power is that Kunlun Mountains? I can feel an ancient aura from there. That's a power that even the Grey Clan might not have. "
"I'm not sure. That power seems to be the image of the Emperors, which is the origin of the Supreme Saints."
"How could the Kunlun Mountains of the past become anyone's Saint Image?"
"Let's go. Fang Yun's origin is far beyond our imagination. I'll find a way to contact the Ancestral Patriarch's incarnation and find a way to deal with Fang Yun …"
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