In the Saint Origin Continent, there were three barbarians: the grassland barbarians, the forest barbarians, and the sand barbarians.
After Wang Jinglong broke the spear, the two barbarian saints from the forest barbarians and the demon saint from the sand barbarians rose into the sky at the same time. They rushed towards the grassland barbarians in the northwest like meteors. However, on their way, Half-saint wen treasures appeared one after another and intercepted them.
The grassland barbarians were located in the north of the Saint Origin Continent. It was the collective name of countless barbarians and demons. There were two barbarian saints and one demon saint. They were the strongest of the three barbarians.
Barbarian Saint Niu and Barbarian Saint Wolf were located in the Barbarian Holy Temple, while Barbarian Saint Wolf was located in the grassland to the east.
In the grassland to the east, a giant wolf with a crescent moon above its head let out an angry and mournful cry. It stepped on rolling wind and thunder as it flew towards the Barbarian Holy Temple at an extremely fast speed.
The giant wolf's body was like a mountain, and the holy power around it was like clouds. Its ferocity was unparalleled, and wherever it passed, the wind and rain would blow.
The crescent moon above the giant wolf's head emitted a faint clear light. It was filled with a gentle and tranquil aura, which was incompatible with the killing intent in the giant wolf's eyes.
In front of the giant wolf, an old man in a blue robe appeared.
The old man in blue robe was extremely thin and frail, like a candle in the wind. However, he stood there like a giant, shouldering the heavens and suppressing the earth.
In front of him, Lang Lu roared, and the wind and clouds changed. Behind him, there was no sky, no earth, no sky, no clouds. There was only his shadow.
"Chen Guanhai! You were injured by me last time. Do you want to die this time? Scram! "The giant wolf cursed, and the thousand miles of yuan qi turned into a giant wolf claw that slapped towards Chen Guanhai.
Chen Guanhai put his left fist to his mouth and coughed softly. He then looked up at the giant claw and opened his mouth slightly. A blue ancient sword of saintly path shot into the sky. Behind the ancient sword was a sea of its own.
Chen Guanhai took out five dazzling Half-saint wen treasures from his Sea Swallowing Seashell and whispered, "It's good to have so many wen treasures. Unfortunately, they're not mine. Which one should I choose? Let's choose this pen holder first. " As he spoke, he threw out a white jade pen holder. The pen holder instantly turned into a jade mountain, and emitted a green light that formed countless light chains and trapped Lang Lu.
"Chen Guanhai! If you let me go, I will order the grassland barbarians not to attack Jingguo for a hundred years! If you don't let me go, when the divine punishment is over, I will personally lead the army and kill millions of Jingguo's citizens! "
"Lang Lu, I am saving you. Don't bite Chen Guanhai like a wolf. You don't know how to appreciate kindness … cough cough cough …" Chen Guanhai coughed again. The wrinkles on his face seemed to have deepened. His left hand, which was covered in age spots, trembled even more.
"Get out of the way!" Lang Lu broke free from the chains and was about to go around Chen Guanhai.
Chen Guanhai then threw out a paperweight, which instantly turned into a hundred-mile-long boulder and pressed down on Lang Lu, rendering him immobile.
"Chen Guanhai! If the two saints die, I will kill my way to the capital of Jingguo and exterminate ten of your families! "Lang Lu continued to roar. The crescent moon above his head gradually turned from white to light red.
"Oh, I'll wait." Chen Guanhai coughed again. His eyebrows drooped, and the age spots on his face became clearer.
Suddenly, Lang Lu raised his head and looked in the direction of the Barbarian Temple in the northwest.
A thousand-foot long bolt of lightning wrapped in flames appeared in the sky above the grassland like a long comet. A cold and violent aura swept across the grassland, causing every living thing on the grassland to tremble.
Many barbarian kings and demon kings looked at the half of the Spear of Divine Punishment in despair. If this item landed on the grassland, millions of grassland barbarians would be wiped out!
"Human scum!" Barbarian Saint Niu shouted and rose into the sky with Barbarian Saint Lang. The two of them carried the power of the Barbarian Temple, the treasures given to them by the Demon Realm, and the blood of the Great Saints. Two rays of golden light surrounded them as they charged towards the half of the Spear of Divine Punishment.
"Boom …"
The void cracked and everything turned to dust. A ray of light that was countless times brighter than the sun appeared in the sky above the grassland. It emitted a formless ray of death and killed a large number of demons and barbarians within a few hundred miles.
A huge shockwave rolled out in all directions like an avalanche. It lifted a few feet of soil and turned the ground upside down, forming an unprecedented sandstorm.
Tens of millions of demons and barbarians died from the explosion of the Spear of Divine Punishment.
"Human slaves! You and I are irreconcilable enemies! "
The light of death dimmed. The two barbarian saints with broken bodies floated in the air. The treasures and the blood of the Great Saints given to them by the Demon Realm had completely disappeared.
Suddenly, three barbarian corpses stood up and turned into three old men.
The three old men were nothing special at first. However, they suddenly opened their mouths and three different ancient swords of the Holy Path flew out. At the same time, three Half-saint treasures followed by three different lights of different shapes.
A ray of light that was even more dazzling than before exploded in the sky. An even louder roar spread in all directions.
The second round of sandstorm that destroyed the grassland swept out in all directions.
The three old men took back their treasures and left without saying a word.
The light dissipated, and the sky was empty.
A moment later, clouds appeared in the sky. A rain of blood poured down, and tens of thousands of souls cried.
The fall of the Half-saint was mourned by heaven and earth.
There were two of them.
Tens of millions of barbarians coughed up blood and cried. Hundreds of thousands of demons and barbarians committed suicide. Millions of barbarians fled further north.
"Chen Guanhai! When the sky hangs for half a month, I, Lang Lu, will destroy Jingguo! "
"Okay, I'll be waiting …"
The two voices were faintly discernible and dissipated.
The three old men met up with Chen Guanhai and looked in the direction of Jingguo's capital city.
"It has begun …"
"What a pity …"
"Shedding crocodile tears!"
Half of the spear was taken away by Eastern Sage Wang Jinglong at the cost of Half-saint treasures. The remaining half of the spear could only be called the Divine Punishment Spear. However, its power was far greater than the half of the spear that fell into the hands of the barbarians.
After the Divine Punishment Spear was broken, it fell into a short period of chaos. However, it soon vibrated gently and fell straight down.
Where the spear passed, time and space were distorted and the void shattered. It left a black crack and an ear-piercing sound. The Divine Punishment Spear itself became smaller and smaller. The lightning that formed the spear became more and more solid. It even had the tendency to turn into metal.
As the Divine Punishment Spear fell, rays of strange divine light flew out from the ancestral homes of the holy families in the ten nations. They formed a powerful force to stop the Divine Punishment Spear.
As the Divine Punishment Spear was attacked, sparks and plasma kept bursting out. The light gradually dimmed, but it did not change its path.
The entire capital city suddenly shook slightly. A huge white light shrouded the sky. Seven pages of Half-saint inscriptions floated above the Divine Temple, exuding a majestic aura.
Many scholars in Jingguo cried tears of joy. It turned out that the holy families and the royal family of Jingguo had not given up on Fang Yun. Jingguo actually used its ultimate power at this moment. This was the power that had been stored for many years to fight against the barbarians.
Rays of holy power loomed in the light shroud, waiting for the Divine Punishment Spear to fall.
In the courtyard outside the study of the Left Prime Minister's residence.
Ji Zhibai laughed and said, "Teacher, the Empress Dowager is really soft-hearted! She actually used the 'Divine Defense'! Once used, it can only be used again after ten years. The Divine Defense naturally has the power to fight against the Half-saint, but it can't last more than three breaths in front of the Divine Punishment Spear! Teacher, as long as Fang Yun dies, you can use this opportunity to criticize the Empress Dowager for her immorality! "
"Let's wait and see." Mount Liu looked up at the sky.
The Divine Punishment Spear was like a ball of flame, and the power of the holy families were like moths.
These moths weakened the power of the Divine Punishment Spear continuously, but the remaining power was still enough to destroy everything.
Fang Yun's breathing suddenly became heavier, and he felt a sharp pain all over his body. The surface of his skin cracked, and blood flowed out.
The closer the Divine Punishment Spear was, the stronger the pressure on Fang Yun.
Not to mention the attack of the Divine Punishment Spear, the current situation was that before the Divine Punishment Spear touched Fang Yun, Fang Yun would be completely killed by the power of destiny and the Divine Punishment Qi of the Divine Punishment Spear.
Fang Yun gritted his teeth and kept his back straight while holding his head high.
At first, Fang Yun was horrified, then confused, and then slowly sobered up. Now, there was some contempt in Fang Yun's eyes.
"The power of all the Saints is only enough to exchange for my life!"
Suddenly, a scroll unfolded and appeared under the Divine Punishment Spear.
"Han Family, pay the debt." A voice spread throughout Jingguo.
An aura of the imperial Dao that was far more condensed, solid, and vast than that of the Ten Nations appeared.
In Jingguo Academy, a Grand Scholar couldn't help but exclaim excitedly, "That's the First Emperor Qin's Mount Tai Pilgrimage Book! It contains the power of the first human emperor and the first human empire! "
"With this item, Fang Yun's chances of survival have increased by 10%!"
The Pilgrimage Book turned into a 10,000-feet-tall Mount Tai shadow, and at the peak of the Mount Tai shadow, an emperor dressed in a dragon robe was praying.
He prayed to the heavens and prayed to the earth.
The first emperor of all times prayed to the heavens and earth and had his own destiny!
Back then, Fang Yun obtained a scroll of Half-saint language from Han Feizi in the Holy Ground and asked for the Jiangyinshellfish as the initial payment before handing it to the Han Family. The Han Family had once said that if they couldn't find a suitable Half-saint language, they would exchange it for the Pilgrimage Book of Mount Tai. However, Fang Yun refused at that time because the Pilgrimage Book contained the rare power of destiny and was too precious.
There was also destiny in the Divine Punishment Spear.
When the two objects collided, the Divine Punishment Spear penetrated the Mount Tai shadow, but the broken spear shrunk by half and the light was greatly dimmed.
The people of Jingguo were initially extremely desperate, but they felt hopeful again when they saw this scene.
The Divine Punishment Spear continued to descend, but its speed suddenly decreased again as if it was facing a great enemy.
Thirteen spots of light appeared under the Divine Punishment Spear, after which they condensed into a Sacred Dao sword.
There was dried blood on the sword, rust on the blade, and bones on the hilt.
The sword vibrated, and a roar that was louder, more majestic, and more hot-blooded than the tsunami, the collapse of mountains, and the rumbling of thunder filled the air.
The Sacred Voice of the Military Soul!
What was even more terrifying was that the Sacred Voice of the Military Soul had stirred the hearts of millions of people!
Everyone who raised their heads felt as if they were hallucinating. At this moment, hundreds of millions of soldiers formed a cone-shaped formation and risked their lives to meet the Divine Punishment Spear.
The Divine Punishment Spear that had been descending without stopping finally paused for a moment. The light at the tip of the spear dimmed by another thirty percent, but the Sacred Dao sword only cracked and did not shatter. It was still blocking the Divine Punishment Spear.
However, a strange roar of a tiger suddenly came from the Divine Punishment Spear, shattering the Sacred Dao sword formed by Sun Tzu's The Art of War.
Everyone, from Half-saint to Buzi, heard the roar of a tiger, and their minds went blank. They lost their souls.
After a brief moment of absent-mindedness, a deep sense of despair enveloped the scholars of Jingguo.
"What … what kind of power is that?"
"I'm afraid it's the power of the Ancestral God, which is above the Quasi-saint level!"
"The heavens want to destroy the human race! Why does the Divine Punishment of the Moon Tree contain the power of the Ancestral God? "
"I understand now! I completely understand now! The Ancestral God of the Monster Realm is here for Fang Yun! It wants to kill Fang Yun! "
"It's over …"
At this moment, a dragon's roar came from Fang Yun's Palace of Literature and spread across the universe. r1152
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