I Became a Martial Saint In Another World

Chapter 483 Escape smoothly! Suppress with one hand!

 On the entire ancient altar, there was thunder and lightning for a moment, the breath surged, and there was a crackling sound.

 There was turmoil in the sky.

The Demon Lord and the Black Demonic Shadow were both secretly startled and on full alert, looking high into the sky.

 What exactly is this area?

Yang Fang’s words could actually cause such a huge movement.

It took a long time before the lightning in the sky began to slowly dissipate.

 Everything calmed down.

Yang Fang took one last look at the two stone tablets in front of him.

The Ancient Fate Book and the Ancient Holy Book, he only obtained 90% of these two secrets, leaving only the last achievement to reach perfection.

 Unfortunately, the mysterious old man pointed it out.

Yang Fang looked at the jade pendant in his hand, showing dignity.

The entire jade pendant has complex patterns and is completely dark. When held in the hand, there is an unspeakable cold power, as if there is an evil spirit surging inside.

 “This jade pendant is a little weird.”

 He muttered to himself.

“Yang Dao, can I see your jade pendant?”

The black shadow Juntian's face suddenly changed rapidly, full of surprise, as if he had seen something incredible.

Yang Fang frowned and handed the jade pendant to the other party.

Jun Tian took the jade pendant and immediately began to look at it carefully. The more he looked, the more surprised he became, and the more he looked, the more unbelievable he became.

 “The jade pendant to bury the king, the jade pendant to bury the king...”

 He murmured.

 “What? The jade pendant of the buried king?”

 The Demon Lord was also shocked and looked at Juntian, and then quickly looked at the jade pendant.

 “What is the jade pendant for the burial of the king? What are you talking about?”

Yang Fang asked.

The black demonic figure looked shocked, raised his head, looked at Yang Fang, and said: "The Burial King is the owner of the endless burial soil. He is a powerful man with profound achievements and has already reached the unfathomable realm. Over the years, Saint The reason why it is difficult to remove the burial soil is because of the presence of the Buried King. This jade pendant must have been a gift from the Buried King. Countless years ago, I was lucky enough to see it once."

"oh?"

Yang Fang looked surprised.

 Could it be that the mysterious old man I just saw is the legendary Burial King.

What a terrifying strength!

Honestly, when he faced the opponent, he didn't even have the slightest ability to resist. If the opponent hadn't suddenly stopped at the critical moment, he might have been killed.

This is the Burial King!

 “Compared with the Saint, how is the strength of the Buried King?”

Yang Fang asked.

 “I don’t know, I’ve never seen either take action.”

The black shadow is difficult to calm down.

“I have seen them take action, and I feel that they are all unfathomable. The strength of the Burial King is probably at the level of Dao Fruit.”

 The Demon Lord spoke in a low voice.

 Tao fruit level!

　　It’s just four words, but it’s like a huge natural chasm, lying in front of everyone’s eyes.

Let alone the realm of Dao and Fruit, even if they are in the realm of Half Dao and Fruit, the three of them have to join forces to fight, and they will not get any benefits.

 Among the three, only Yang Fang could finally reach the half-step fruit state.

 But the premise is that he must integrate all the Tao Fruit essence in his body.

 But now the matter of integrating the essence of Tao Fruit is not going smoothly at all.

 For a long time, there was little progress.

His heart was turbulent and he felt strong pressure. He decided that after going back again, he must thoroughly understand the matter of this Dao Fruit Essence.

Anyway, now that he has the Book of Fate and the Holy Book, his attack methods will be much stronger than before. If you don’t believe the devil, you won’t tell the truth.

"let's go."

Yang Fang opened his mouth and took the black jade pendant from Juntian.

 The two people around him nodded heavily.

However, after walking out this time, they did not dare to return along the way they came.

 The path was unpredictable, and a strange gray mist appeared that would swallow everything on its own. With their strength, it would be difficult to get closer.

Moreover, when they walked over, there were too many dimensional spaces and they could no longer find their way back. If they walked back hastily, they would only get lost further.

Yang Fang and the others soon appeared in front of the huge city again, looking into the distance and frowning tightly.

Even if they don't go back the way they came, it would be extremely difficult for them to leave here.

“You two, how can we leave from here? Is there any way?”

Yang Fang asked.

 The Demon Lord and the black shadow looked in all directions.

"Perhaps you can find the buried corpse in the burial soil and ask. Do you have the jade pendant given by the burial king? Most of the ordinary buried corpses will be sold to you for a face."

The black shadow said.

 “Bury the corpse?”

Yang Fang understood instantly.

This should be the corpse that has been buried in the endless burial soil for a long time. Because it has been so long, it has become a corpse demon for some time.

"Walk!"

Yang Fang opened his mouth and took the lead in rushing towards the distance.

 The two people around him immediately followed.

It was not too difficult to find the buried corpse. As they walked along, they were soon actively targeted by the buried corpse.

When a ruin was exposed, a huge blood-colored tomb emerged silently, blocking their way. It was extremely huge, with a scarlet patch on it, as if it was watered with blood. It was eerie and weird, and a piece of it stood at the front. Tombstone without words.

 There is an indescribable weird feeling.

Not only that.

In all directions around their bodies, seven or eight heavy coffins appeared in succession. They were made of gold, silver, copper and iron in various colors, and were filled with waves of cold air.

The Demon Lord and the Black Demonic Shadow's eyes turned cold and they looked over at once.

Yang Fang took a breath, looked at the **** tomb in the front, and said: "Senior, we don't mean any harm. We just want to leave here, and we hope that it will be convenient for you. By the way, I have the jade pendant of the buried king below. , Senior, please take a look."

 He gestured with the black jade pendant in his hand.

The surface of the **** tomb suddenly became chaotic.

The original wordless tombstone instantly changed, and an old man with an old body and shriveled skin, like a zombie, appeared.

 He stood among the tombstones, without saying a word, and placed them directly towards Yang Fang with great respect.

Not only that.

The gold, silver, copper and iron coffins around him were all agitated. The lid of the coffin was opened, and corpses came out one after another. They were dressed in extremely ancient clothes and all knelt down towards Yang Fang.

The strange scene made Yang Fang and the others feel a chill in their hearts.

 The reputation of the Buried King is really useful!

“Senior, please get up quickly. I want to ask, where is the way out?”

Yang Fang asked.

The wizened old man at the front still didn't get up. He knelt there respectfully, raised a finger covered with black nails, and pointed directly to the far distance on the right rear.

Yang Fang's eyes immediately glanced over, showing suspicion, and said: "Senior, can you be more specific?"

The wizened old man nodded slightly, and with a swipe of his palm, a stream of light emerged, directly evolving into a map. The light flowed on it, automatically forming a road, showing the specific route to leave extremely clearly.

Yang Fang and the others stared at the map and quickly imprinted the route in their minds.

 “Thank you, senior, for your advice.”

Yang Fang opened his mouth, and then started to move away towards the distance.

 The two people around him quickly followed.

The withered one remained motionless, worshiping there.

After a long time, he slowly blurred and disappeared. The other corpses that were kneeling on the ground also returned to the coffins.

far away.

Yang Fang's heart surged rapidly, and he stared at the jade pendant in his hand again.

This jade pendant is really powerful enough.

If one day, relying on this jade pendant, I wonder if it would be possible to mobilize the buried corpses in the burial ground to help me?

If one day, the saint's reckoning comes, and I and others really can't survive, maybe this endless burial ground will be their final hiding place.

 Shuish, swipe, swipe!

The light flickered, and along the way, they saw countless coffins.

The endless **** land looks like a strange Shura world. Every once in a while, you can see huge coffins, either lying high in the sky or lying on the mountains, and there are also terrifying old corpses like savage beasts. Walking around this area like a wild animal.

But without exception, everyone who saw the black token in Yang Fang's hand immediately knelt down and remained motionless, as if they had seen some terrifying king.

 In this way, they passed by without any obstruction.

 I don’t know how much time has passed.

Suddenly, an extremely huge river appeared in front of them. It was gloomy and dark, more than hundreds of meters wide, flowing into the distance, leading to endless unknown places.

“The Yin River, this Yin River leads directly to the Burial Spring where the Land of Chaos is located. By following this river, we can get out completely.”

Yang Fang opened his mouth.

“There is a ferryman on the river, from whom you can depart!”

The black demonic shadow focused its gaze and pointed into the distance.

Yang Fang and Demon Lord immediately looked over.

On the gloomy and cold Chaos River, on one side of the raised bank, a broken boat was lying quietly. On it sat an old man with a withered face and wearing a bamboo hat, with his back to the three of them, and a man beside him. A green lamp flickered faintly, with an eerie aura.

 Looking from a distance, there is an indescribable weird feeling.

 The three of them immediately set off and dared to look over.

 “Hehehe, we have another guest.”

The old man let out a hoarse laugh, his rickety body slowly turned, a pair of green eyes looked at Yang Fang and the others, and said with a smile: "Three distinguished guests, each of them will receive five hundred years of life."

 “Five hundred years to live?”

Yang Fang frowned.

This is even more outrageous than the ferryman I met on the Burial Spring.

At that time, the other party only charged them 200 yuan of life.

 “Senior, I have the token to bury the king.”

Yang Fang was not polite and immediately took out the black token in his hand again and motioned for the old man to see it.

 The old man's smile suddenly disappeared, his expression was solemn, and he quickly fell to the ground respectfully, trembling and motionless, as if he had encountered some supreme nemesis.

“Senior, please get up and see us out.”

Yang Fang opened his mouth.

"Yes Yes."

The old man had a respectful voice and stood up obediently, but lowered his head, not even daring to glance at the black token, and gently shook the oar.

Yang Fang smiled and looked at the token in his hand again.

 This token is really useful...

Pieces of black waves kept rolling up, and the broken boat moved forward quietly, giving a feeling of walking in the waves of time and space...

 Suddenly, Yang Fang and the others frowned, and all looked to the front.

 I saw only a wide black river.

From the frontmost area, huge and thick warships came one after another. They were dark and eerie, with high sails, and they were heading here with a strong oppressive atmosphere.

On the leading warship, there were constant sounds of harsh clattering chains.

On the thick mast, seven or eight figures were tightly bound by black chains, struggling hard.

 Every time he struggled, the chain would make a squeaking sound.

 “Yinquan, that’s Yinquan!”

The Demon Lord focused his gaze and suddenly noticed a figure among them.

The figure was penetrated by heavy chains, his clothes were in tatters, his face was haggard, and he groaned miserably. He was clearly the figure who had escaped into the endless burial ground.

 “It’s really him!”

Yang Fang also looked over, showing surprise.

This is a group of buried corpses?

Yinquan was actually captured by this group of corpses.

“That was the patrolling guard of the Buried King. He must have offended some forbidden areas, and that’s why he was taken down by the patrolling guard.”

 The old man on the ferry trembled and spoke.

 “Get closer quickly!”

Yang Fang said.

 “Yes, sir!”

The old man did not dare to disobey, and quickly shook the oar and approached the huge warship.

As they slowly approached, cold and terrifying sights suddenly swept over the black warship, like invisible swords, bringing an invisible and huge oppression.

“Lü Tiansong, why don’t you take the ferry and be your ferryman? How dare you approach the warship and seek death?”

A cold and ruthless voice came directly from the warship headed by it, reaching the depths of the person's soul, causing the person's entire soul to tremble slightly, as if resonating, giving people a feeling of the sky being tilted and the earth falling.

On the warship, a huge shadow instantly shrouded down, like a huge magic mountain emerging, and the terrifying aura covered everyone on the boat.

A burly man in iron armor, more than three meters tall, appeared here. His eyes were cold and ruthless, and he swept towards everyone coldly.

“Sir, I don’t dare to approach rashly. Someone actually took out the token to bury the king, so I have to obey the order...”

The old man trembled and spoke respectfully.

 “The King’s Burial Token?”

The armored man narrowed his eyes, showing a look of surprise, and suddenly glanced at Yang Fang and the others.

“My lord, I have the order to bury the king. I approach you rashly. I really want to inquire about something, so don’t be surprised.”

Yang Fang opened his mouth and pointed the black token in his hand over.

The armored man's eyes changed, and without saying a word, he had already knelt down on the ground respectfully, motionless, as if he had turned into a sculpture.

Not only him, but also everyone else on the warship. They all knelt down quickly and made a uniform sound.

Yang Fang immediately relaxed and looked at the Yinquan hanging on the mast and said, "What crime did that man commit? Why was he hung there?"

Yin Quan, who was tightly trapped, glanced around and discovered the traces of Yang Fang and Demon Lord. He was shocked and quickly spoke desperately.

 “Brother Yang, please save me, please save me quickly.”

 He struggled fiercely and made a rattling noise.

“Reporting to your lord, this person broke into the forbidden area and robbed the forbidden treasure. Only then did he capture him.”

 The man in iron armor spoke in a low voice.

"Oh? Can you put it down? He is a friend of mine. I can apologize for him. How about that?"

Yang Fang asked.

The man in iron armor hesitated for a moment, and finally waved his hand. Several people around him quickly stood up and lowered the hanging Yinquan.

 “Senior, please save us too!”

“Yes, senior, we all came from the Shenxu Continent.”

 “Please, senior, please save us!”

Others spoke one after another and there was a commotion.

But Yang Fang was completely indifferent.

These people have nothing to do with him, so there is no need to offend the armored man again for this.

By letting the armored man put down one person, he is already giving him face. If he goes too far, it will inevitably be counterproductive.

“Thank you so much, Brother Yang, thank you so much, Brother Yang…”

Yinquan had a bleak look on his face, and his breath was confused. He ran over desperately, but the chain in Pipa's bones had not been pulled out yet, and when he ran, he made a rattling sound.

Yang Fang was speechless for a while.

It's really not that good that this Yinquan has gotten mixed up like this.

 At any rate, he was one of the six masterminds who originally arranged the Blue Star!

 Compared with the Demon Lord and the Sword Demon, he is not even a little bit behind.

 “Thank you, senior, for your help.”

Yang Fang immediately clasped his fists towards the armored man.

The man in armor immediately lowered his head, not daring to look at Yang Fang or the token, as the black token was a taboo in his heart that could not be offended.

Yang Fang didn’t stay any longer and immediately asked the old man on the ferry to leave.

The old man rowed the oar again, making a clattering noise, and slowly left this place.

During this period, other people on the mast kept wailing and begging for mercy, hoping that Yang Fang could save them, but unfortunately Yang Fang didn't pay much attention.

　　It has been a long time.

The armored man on the deck stood up again, his eyes were cold, and with a wave of his hand, the warship continued to move forward.

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“Brother Yang, Demon Lord, why are you here? Were you not suppressed when you were hunted down by the Saint?”

Yinquan is still breathing heavily and his face is pale, unable to fully recover.

 “I was suppressed, only to escape again.”

Yang Fang shook his head, "So far, Demon Lord, he has indeed escaped by relying on his own ability."

 “You’re welcome, it just happened to me.”

 The Demon Lord spoke.

 “What about the others?”

“Everyone else is fine now, only you are a little bit troubled.”

Yang Fang glanced at Yinquan pitifully.

I think about how Yinquan was quite famous when he first appeared on the scene, forcing Graman to do it, but then his success became worse and worse.

I really doubt how he wanted to cooperate with the Demon Lord and the Sword Demon in the first place.

“Well, it seems that only my side will suffer the worst fate.”

Yinquan smiled bitterly.

“Forget it, the past has passed. After we go back, let’s think about how to deal with the Saint. A group of lackeys have gathered around the Saint again, and we must destroy them first.”

Yang Fang said in a condensed voice.

 The Emperor of the Underworld and the Lord of the Yin Spring were both destroyed by them.

Now there are also Ice Emperor, Water Tribe Ancestor, Hun Tian Great God and others.

 The second one is the seven extremely weird guys around the saint...

But before that, again, he must figure out the mystery of the essence of Tao Fruit...

Thinking of this, Yang Fang looked at Yinquan and Demon Lord next to him again.

 These two guys were both one of the gangsters back then, and they probably still have some secrets hidden in their hearts.

His eyes were deep, and countless thoughts appeared in his mind in an instant.

 Time spent.

 Some time has passed.

Finally they drove out of the Yin River completely and entered a narrower Burial Spring. After driving in the Burial Spring for a long time, they finally entered the dark haze.

"Finally home."

The black demonic figure took a long breath and became extremely solemn.

What I saw along the way was like a dream.

Who can imagine that they actually came from the fallen holy land to the endless burial ground.

 “Let’s go, go back first.”

Yang Fang opened his mouth,

 He was worried that during this period of absence, the Saint's men would attack that stronghold again.

 The crowd immediately started to move towards the distance.

 At their speed, they almost reached the previous dimension again in no time.

What made Yang Fang secretly relieved was that this dimensional space was still very safe and had not been discovered by Ice King and others.

“Demon Lord, Senior Juntian, you guys need to rest first, Yinquan, come with me.”

Yang Fang suddenly spoke, first glanced at the Demon Lord, then looked at Yinquan, and walked towards the distance.

The Demon Lord frowned, as if he thought of something, and his heart suddenly became gloomy.

Yinquan, on the other hand, said nothing and dragged his tired body towards the distance.

 Not long after, they came to a secluded place here.

Yang Fang waved his hand, and countless runes emerged, densely packed and isolated from the surroundings, instantly forming a cage that enveloped both of their bodies.

Yinquan looked stunned and said quickly: "Brother Yang, you... what are you going to do?"

“Yinquan, do you want to die or live now?”

Yang Fang spoke slowly, with his hands behind his back. His whole body revealed an unparalleled aura that was breathtaking, as if he had suddenly transformed into an unparalleled demon lord, making people afraid to look directly at him.

"What do you mean?"

Yinquan quickly backed up, with a surprised look on his face.

"Don't even think about leaving. You can't leave now in my confinement space."

Yang Fang’s voice was indifferent, without any emotion. His eyes slowly swept toward the Yinquan, like a bottomless abyss, and he said, "I want to know everything about the essence of Tao Fruit."

“Didn’t I say it? You obtained the essence of Tao Fruit, and I don’t know much about it.”

Yinquan spoke quickly.

 “Really? But I don’t believe what you said.”

Yang Fang said calmly.

“Whether you believe it or not, it’s true!”

 The Yinquan opens.

"It seems that you are really giving up the toast and being fined. I can save you, I can also suppress you. I have given you a chance, but if you still don't cooperate, this is your own business."

Yang Fang’s tone gradually became cold.

Yin Quan's expression changed, and he instantly felt an invisible huge pressure rushing towards his body. He couldn't help roaring, his body shook, and a wide ancient corpse river emerged, with turbid waves and a crashing sound. There is corpse energy everywhere.

The corpses of the God Kings inside seemed to be resurrected, and suddenly opened a pair of cold and terrifying eyes, and then rushed out together, forming a large formation, and rushed towards Yang Fang.

“Yang Fang, don’t bully others too much!”

 The Yinquan roared angrily.

However, facing his river of ancient corpses and the ancient formation composed of the corpses of many **** kings, Yang Fang showed a trace of teasing and slapped hard with his white and broad palm.

 An immeasurable, unparalleled, boundless aura burst out instantly.

 Hand of the universe!

 Boom!

 The river of corpses exploded, flying all over the sky, the turbid waves rolled back, and corpses lay everywhere.

Yinquan’s attack is no longer vulnerable to a single blow!

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