Suddenly, the Suppressing Hell Evil Dragon blinked and looked at Ao Huang.
The little yellow dragon was scared out of his wits, instantly guessing the Suppressing Hell Evil Dragon's intentions. This dragon head had to contain a trace of the Suppressing Hell Evil Dragon's will, clearly wanting to possess a true dragon's body. A true dragon was the best choice.
"Brother in law, save me!" Ao Huang flew towards Fang Yun like a crying child.
The Western Sea Dragons' Ao Yun saw this and couldn't hide the shock that appeared on his face. Only now did he realize the Fierce Monarch's true goal!
The Fierce Monarch didn't just want the treasure of the Dragon Tower, he also wanted to kill Fang Yun and find a true dragon clone for the Suppressing Hell Evil Dragon!
Once the Suppressing Hell Evil Dragon possessed Ao Huang, with this ancient dragon's strength and experience, it would be able to reach the Sacred Realm in a short period of time. At that time, the ten thousand worlds would fall into chaos!
The other races didn't know the Suppressing Hell Evil Dragon's might, but the Dragons were clear on it.
"Don't make any pointless struggles! You will all die today! Only me and the new Ao Huang can leave the Dragon Tower! Fang Yun, I will kill your entire clan! I'll make the men of your Fang Family become slaves and the women become prostitutes! "The Fierce Monarch had a cold smile on his face as he spoke in high spirits. That familiar arrogance appeared once again.
Suddenly, Fang Yun's literature palace trembled.
A giant figure that was over a hundred feet tall appeared behind Fang Yun.
That figure was wearing bone jade battle armour and had a head of black hair. There were only two empty eyes that were exposed from its body.
Di Luo was holding a divine sword in his hand.
That sword was like a starry sky with stars swirling around it. Nebulas erupted, bringing with it a strange pressure.
The Suppressing Hell Evil Dragon suddenly stopped attacking and stared at Di Luo's figure. It opened its mouth and spoke. It clearly only said four words, but everyone felt dizzy hearing it. It felt like an entire history book had been stuffed into their minds. It was hard to digest for a while.
Di Luo replied, but he only said a single word.
Then the two sides began to talk.
While the two were talking, there were many strange things happening in the hall. Magma coming from the ground, meteors falling from the sky, lightning flashing, and all kinds of natural disasters appeared here.
The two of them were simply creating a disaster.
Because the strength of these two people was too strong, as long as they were slightly careless. This was the power of the Divine Path.
Fortunately, everyone's strength was extremely strong. Needless to say, Fang Yun and the others could easily solve the surrounding natural disasters with just a random Wen Treasure.
Other people would feel dizzy after hearing their words, but Fang Yun only felt slightly strained. The power of their words was basically dissolved outside of the Palace of Literature, so it did not affect him much.
Fang Yun firmly remembered the contents of their conversation, and discovered that the ancient Yao language was similar to this language. But it was far less profound than this language.
After listening for a while, Fang Yun was finally certain that Di Luo and the Suppressing Hell Evil Dragon were talking about the Oracle Bone Script!
Fang Yun was overjoyed. Although he knew the Oracle Bone Script and knew how to write each word, there were too many secrets in the Saint Origin World's Oracle Bone Script. If he couldn't grasp the pronunciation, he wouldn't be able to understand what was hidden behind each word.
Although the conversation between Di Luo and the Suppressing Hell Evil Dragon wasn't written, as long as he recorded it down, he could slowly study it in the future.
Zigzag. Word pronunciation, word meaning, all three combined. Only then could the Oracle Bone Script's true power be released.
Fang Yun was currently stuck at the stage of knowing the words, so he could only understand the surface meaning of the Oracle Bone Script, but he couldn't understand the true meaning behind it.
After Di Luo and the Suppressing Hell Evil Dragon talked for a while, he suddenly revealed a smile of contempt and slashed out at the Suppressing Hell Evil Dragon.
With this move, a large part of space was split open. A silent strength swept out and cut the giant Suppressing Hell Evil Dragon in half.
The Suppressing Hell Evil Dragon collapsed with a look of disbelief and a black line wanted to run. But Di Luo reached out and grabbed the black line. Then he threw it at Fang Yun.
Fang Yun's body trembled. This was too terrifying. Such a terrifying strength was thrown at him, it was no different from throwing a hundred thousand foot tall mountain.
However, the black line didn't attack Fang Yun, rather it turned into a black dragon tattoo that fell onto the blood drop beast skin.
Fang Yun silently glanced at the Beast Skin Inn, and then he raised his head to look at Fierce Lord who had a lifeless gaze.
"You ….. You ….. How is this possible! What is that thing? How could it kill the Suppressing Hell Evil Dragon? "Fierce Monarch was stunned. He never would have thought that his strongest killing move would be so easily broken by Fang Yun.
Fang Yun finally remembered everything Kong Detian said about Di Luo. It seemed like Di Luo had sensed the Suppressing Hell Evil Dragon's aura before leaving and was afraid that the Suppressing Hell Evil Dragon would harm him, so he sent a portion of his power into the palace. He never thought that it would save his life.
Fang Yun suddenly cupped his hands at the Ancient Flood Dragon Marquis and said in the Yao language, "I ask the Ancient Flood Dragon Marquis to accept a bow from me. Many thanks for saving our lives!"
"What?" The Ancient Flood Dragon Marquis looked at Fang Yun with vigilance, afraid that he was playing some trick.
Fang Yun said with a faint smile, "If you didn't trap us in the desert, we wouldn't have obtained this mysterious power! If it wasn't for you, we would have been killed by the Suppressing Hell Evil Dragon, so I have to thank you on behalf of everyone! "
"You ….." The Ancient Flood Dragon Marquis was fuming with anger. He never thought that not only would Fang Yun steal his dragon qi and ancestral dragon true blood, he would also save Fang Yun and the others' lives.
Fang Yun's face suddenly turned cold. He cupped his hands at the Yao barbarians and Yao dragons and said, "I've been preparing these swords for many days, I've been waiting for this moment! Everyone, please be on your way! "
As soon as his voice fell, the two True Dragon Swords in the sky suddenly became several thousand feet long. The golden light was dazzling and the swords were like dragons, releasing killing intent that could slaughter ten thousand monsters.
One sword to the left and one sword to the right, crossing each other and instantly passing through the main hall. There was an ear piercing sound of wind and friction as two deep sword marks were left on the walls of the main hall.
The entire process was incomparably simple, but each sword passed through the enemy's body once!
Too fast!
Too strong!
Only when the two giant True Dragon Swords returned to normal did the Yao barbarians and Yao dragons react, letting out pitiful cries.
"My body has been broken!" An Ancient Tiger Marquis lowered his head and saw that he had been cut twice from below his shoulder to his tail. Blood slowly flowed out. His powerful strength was actually unable to stop his blood from flowing out. His body swayed and fell to the ground.
"I … Ugh, ugh …." A Wolf Race Saint's body was cut into three pieces. Blood flowed out from his throat as he fell to the ground, twitching lightly and letting out soft whimpers. There was a ball of doubt in his eyes that could never be resolved. He did not understand why the two giant swords were so powerful.
All the Ancient Yao Commanders died immediately. Then, other than the Ancient Flood Dragon Marquis, all the other Ancient Yao barbarians were killed.
No matter how strong these Ancient Yao barbarians were, their strength was only equivalent to a Yao Commander Saint. They were far inferior to the Yao Commander Saint outside the Dragon Ascension Stage.
Then, one Yao Commander Saint after another fell.
The first attack of the Battle of Words was already very powerful because it had been nurtured for many days and accumulated strength. Together with the unparalleled power of the Opening Edge Poem and the help of the Hidden Edge Poem, the power of this attack had already far surpassed the Battle of Words of Grand Scholars.
The main hall was filled with the smell of blood.
The dead Yao barbarians and Yao dragons all had Dragon Qi or Dragon Ascension Stones on their bodies. Large amounts of Dragon Qi and Dragon Ascension Stones transformed into energy that either flew into the Dragon Qi cloud under Fang Yun's feet or flew towards the True Dragon Swords in the air.
The second dragon pattern on the True Dragon Sword slowly increased.
The human Grand Scholars stared blankly at the tragic scene before them. They knew that Fang Yun's Battle of Words was extraordinary, but they did not expect it to be extraordinary to this extent. (To be continued)
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