Fang Yun thought about the Dragon-slaying Saber fragment. He put away the Primordial Stone House and looked around.
He saw that the wolf was covered in silver fur, and tens of thousands of Saints of various races were hanging from its fur.
They were like decorations on the wolf's body.
They looked up at Fang Yun with resentful eyes.
They really didn't dare to look at him with anger or resentment. No one dared to hang on the Sacred Ancestor.
Fang Yun smiled and said, "That's right. When we reach the Ancestral Corpse Barren Mountain, you can still live if you perform well. If you refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit, don't blame me. Most of you know what happened to the clones of the Saints and Ancestors who died in the Aeon Battlefield. "
"Honorable … Sacred Ancestor Fang Yun, the Bitter Bamboo Tribe has never been your enemy, nor have we tried to kill you. Our Sacred Ancestor has died a long time ago, so we won't be your enemy. Why do you have to make things difficult for us?"
The one who spoke was a giant insect that looked like a praying mantis. Its body was divided into sections like bamboo joints. Its body was fifty thousand feet long, but it was shrunk to a height of a thousand feet because of the wolf's fur.
Fang Yun smiled and said, "Your tribe doesn't have a Sacred Ancestor now, but you did in the past."
"This … Are you bullying us because we don't have a Sacred Ancestor? You don't seem like such a person. "The Bitter Bamboo Great Sage helplessly flattered.
"No, I'm bullying you because you once had a Sacred Ancestor. I won't capture those without a Sacred Ancestor. "
"Then why …"
"You'll know when the time comes."
Fang Yun looked at the Saints of various races hanging on the wolf's body and smiled kindly.
"When the time comes, everyone will work together, and then you'll be free."
The Saints looked at each other with puzzled faces. They didn't know what Fang Yun was going to do, but they all felt a little uneasy.
Fang Yun dared to curse at the Sacred Ancestor's clones on the Royal Mountain, dared to declare war on the ten races, and even dared to go to the Aeon Battlefield to slaughter the Saints and Ancestors' clones. He could do anything.
However, Fang Yun didn't look like he was going to kill them all.
The Saints hung on the wolf's body helplessly. They thought and discussed secretly with each other.
"What do you think we should do? Do you want to fight to the death? "
"I believe that the fish will die, but do you believe that the net will break?"
"However, the dignified Kunlun race cannot lose face in front of an outsider."
"Don't worry about that. After all, the Sacred Ancestor's clone already lost face in front of Fang Yun. Now that we're being held captive by the Sacred Ancestor Lang Yi, it's not our turn to lose face."
"That's right. When I saw Holy Ancestor Lang Yi, my eyes nearly popped out of their sockets! What kind of monster was Fang Yun? Was he the master of monsters? Stepping on the Sacred Ancestor's body to take a stroll in the core of the Ancient Realm? Even the Sacred Ancestor wouldn't do such a thing. "
"That's why I didn't ask anything just now, and I didn't dare to! Whatever he says is the truth. Even if he were to skin us alive and worship our ancestors, we could only watch. "
"However, why did Fang Yun only capture the Kunlun Race and not the Saints of the outside world?"
"Who knows? This Fang Yun is really hard to fathom. He probably knows that he can't leave the Ancient Kunlun World, so he simply gave up on himself. "
"No, carefully observe the space around Fang Yun. Previously, when he formed his own world, we could see a faint layer of black space around him, but now, we can't see anything. I'm sure you all know what this means. "
"Forget it, let's not think about it anymore. The more we think about it, the scarier it is. However, he won't really skin us alive and worship our ancestors, right? "
"That's even scarier."
"If it were up to us, he would probably do that. However, if he dared to curse the Sacred Ancestor's clone and go to the Ancestral Corpse Mountain, he definitely wouldn't just skin us alive and worship our ancestors. With his temper, would he kowtow to the Sacred Ancestor? I don't believe it. "
"When I saw him stepping on the Sacred Ancestor's wolf head, I started to doubt it."
"Sigh …"
Fang Yun didn't seem to hear the Saints' voices at all. He stood on the wolf's head and looked into the distance.
In front of him, a strange dark green mountain range was connected, rising and falling in layers.
The nearby mountain peaks were relatively low, but the lowest was more than a million feet tall. The further away, the higher the dark green mountain peaks were. The highest peak pierced the sky and was billions of miles away.
That was the largest mountain range in the ancient world's core, the Ancestral Corpse Mountain.
Unlike the other Startled Corpse Sacred Graves, the Startled Corpses in the Ancestral Corpse Barren Mountain were completely composed of the Kunlun Tribe. Therefore, even if there was a great corpse riot, they would rarely disturb the Ancient Kunlun World, much less attack the Royal Mountain.
The Ancestral Corpse Mountain's Ancestral Corpse Mountain was like a whole, resisting the suppression of the ancient world's core.
Fang Yun looked into the distance and could even see some Ancestral Corpse Mountain's Frightened Corpse Mountain gathering in twos and threes. They were chatting like normal people in a village.
The Ancestral Corpse Mountain was full of life.
It was a cemetery full of dark death.
Fang Yun only glanced at the large group of Ancestral Corpse Mountain before looking at the mountains in front of him.
In front of some mountains, he could vaguely see some Kunlun Tribe members worshipping their ancestors.
He even saw the Giant God Tribe's Shen Yun.
The worshipping process was very similar to what Fang Yun had seen before.
Lang Yi's Sacred Body slowly rose, and Fang Yun also rose to a higher place.
Seeing Fang Yun like this, the Saints hanging on Lang Yi's body were scared out of their wits.
"Saint Fang, no, Ancestor Fang, you should withdraw your ability!"
"What are you doing? Stepping on Sacred Ancestor Lang Yi's head is not enough, you want to step on all the Ancestral Corpse Mountain's heads?"
"Let's talk nicely. If you want to die, go ahead. Don't drag us down with you!"
"Can't you cherish your life?"
"Ancestor Fang, do us a favor …"
The Saints of Kunlun almost cried. No matter how bold they were, they did not dare to look down on the tombs of their ancestors.
The key was that these ancestors were still alive!
"Roar …"
An angry voice came from the mountains.
Suddenly, a million zhang tall mountain peak shattered. A silver claw tore through the sky like a dark cloud carrying wind and lightning, slapping over.
"It's over, it's over …" The Saints of Kunlun were all waiting for death.
"Ancestors of Kunlun, is this how you treat your guests?" Fang Yun smiled indifferently. Lang Yi growled and raised his right front palm and slapped.
Boom …
The giant hand was pushed back, and Lang Yi's Ancestral Corpse was also pushed back a few hundred miles.
Fang Yun and Lang Yi were safe and sound, but the sages of Kunlun who were hanging on Lang Yi's body either had their mouths and eyes crooked, fainted from fright, or were blasted into pieces by the divine ancestor's aftershocks.
Fang Yun said loudly, "If you attack again, you will have no more descendants!"
The silver claw attacked again, but a skeleton flew out from a higher mountain peak and blocked the silver claw.
Roar …
In the ancestral corpse mountain, countless Ancestral Corpse Mountain flew into the sky and looked at Fang Yun angrily.
The number of Ancestral Corpse Mountain far exceeded a million!
Fang Yun could not help but nod. As expected of the Kunlun Race, the Saints of Kunlun were countless. Even the Saints of the Sovereign of Worlds could not be compared.
Rumble …
A huge mountain exploded, and the first Ancestral Corpse Mountain to attack stood up.
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