The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 2124 Holy Skull Ring

Fang Yun consumed five holy energy balls to condense a complete inheritance map of the mountain body.

Fang Yun, like before, after condensing, a white light flew out from his brow.

Everyone thought that the white light would fly into Shan Zhongyang's brow, but the next moment, the white light flew up quickly like fireworks, and after flying to a height of thousands of miles, it suddenly turned into a mirror of unknown length.

In the mirror, the entire Fenglun Mountain Range was reflected.

All the creatures within a radius of tens of thousands of miles looked up at the Fenglun Mountain Range.

Everyone looked up at the sky in astonishment, and the blue Fenglun Mountain Range in the mirror broke out of the mirror, with the peaks falling down, like a piece of sky falling, and it seemed as if the world was reversed.

It seemed that it was not a mirror at all, but another world.

Two Fenglun Mountains appeared.

The earth shook, the clouds were overflowing, and the aura was thousands of auspicious, and the power and breath far exceeded that of a semi-saint descended.

The two Fenglun Mountains seemed to be full of the breath of life.

When all the Fengluan Mountains in the mirror fell, they suddenly cracked and turned into thousands of Fengluan Mountain Ranges, like pieces of blue broken mirrors, falling into the bodies of each mountain holy spirit.

The largest piece flew into the highest mountain of Shengya Peak.

Boom...

The entire Fengluan Mountain Range shook heavily, and each mountain seemed to jump slightly, and millions of cracks appeared on the earth.

Then, all the mountain holy spirits slowly merged into the mountains and the earth like mud into a swamp.

Not long after, Fang Yun could not see any mountain holy spirits in his sight.

Fang Yun frowned slightly. The inheritance of the body of the mountains should not have such a strange phenomenon, because this is the inner power deeply rooted in the blood, but since the strange phenomenon appeared, it could only be related to the special place of the Burial Valley.

Those mountain holy spirits did not appear for a long time.

Fang Yun simply sat on the ground, closed his eyes and practiced, catching the holy air between heaven and earth.

At the edge of the blue Fengluan Mountain Range, the two Khan demon kings descended to a low place and flew slowly.

"This Fenglun Mountain Range is shaking, there must be a treasure appearing!"

"It's a bit like a dragon turning over! We go deep into the mountains, maybe we can get some great benefits. If we are seen by the mountain spirit, we will run away immediately, and we won't lose anything."

"A dragon turning over will shake an area of ​​3,000 to 5,000 miles at most. This range is much larger than a dragon turning over. It should be a treasure land that has appeared. It doesn't look like a famous treasure land like Shifangkong Island. It should be some unknown small treasure land."

The two big demon kings flew for a few breaths, and suddenly their faces changed drastically, because the peaks on both sides were changing rapidly, and at the same time, surging holy energy was rippling in all directions, sticky like oil, so that the two big demon kings could not have the slightest resistance.

"Run!"

The two big demon kings immediately turned around and fled, and then desperately found that the peaks on both sides and the ground below began to rise rapidly, and completely left the ground, forming a huge palm with a radius of 100 miles!

Rough rocks like waterfalls, mud like streams, constantly falling from the edge of the huge palm.

"Spare my life!"

The two big demon kings were frightened and begged for mercy loudly.

But the hand seemed to be deaf and softly clenched.

Boom!

As if a world exploded, smoke and dust rushed into the sky, the earth collapsed, and the sound shook three thousand miles.

Then, the giant hand slowly returned to the mountain peak and fell back to its original place.

There were spots of blood on the ground, as if mosquitoes were slapped to death.

People from all over the world entered the Fenglun Mountains one after another, but without exception, all died under the big hand.

Three hours later, Fang Yun opened his eyes and saw one after another mountain spirits emerged from the earth or the peaks, some still maintained the shape of rocks, and some maintained the normal shape.

Shan Zhongyang stood in front of Fang Yun like a giant.

"Please wait, the Holy Skull Ring will be here in a moment." Shan Zhongyang said.

Fang Yun nodded.

After a while, a mountain spirit flew over and handed something to Shan Zhongyang.

Shan Zhongyang, who was as tall as a forty-story building, slowly bent down, stretched out his hand, and put the tip of his index finger in front of Fang Yun.

For Fang Yun, Shan Zhongyang's hand was a wall, and there was a ring on the wall.

Fang Yun picked it up and was silent for a few breaths. He couldn't put it on his finger, so he could only put it on his wrist as a bracelet.

The face of this "ring" was an image of a lion head, which was extremely delicate. Fang Yun glanced at it casually, but the next moment he felt his soul being sucked into a strange world, and a huge golden lion saint with shoulders as high as the clouds and head in the starry sky stood in front of him.

The lion saint slowly lowered his head and Fang Yun felt that the sky was falling and the earth was sinking. Before the lion saint looked directly at him, Fang Yun had a splitting headache and his soul was scattered just by seeing it with his peripheral vision.

Fang Yun's eyes went dark and bright, and he found that he was wearing the holy skull ring, and then he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fang Yun injected a trace of holy energy into the holy skull ring, and saw the ring shrink and fall on his finger.

Fang Yun sensed the power in it and was moved. This was not an ordinary holy skull ring, but a thing made from the skull of a great saint. It seemed to be a treasure from the period of the war between the ancient monsters and the monster barbarians.

The holy skull ring was specially used to hold the holy energy source in the Burial Valley of the Saints.

If it were to reach the outside world, it would have other uses, such as accumulating one's own holy power, allowing all power to add more holy power and increase its power.

The half-saint's holy skull ring can only hold one holy energy source, but this holy skull ring made from the skull of a great saint has three holy energy pools and can carry three holy energy sources.

The holy energy source contains a powerful holy aura and cannot be carried directly. It must be carried with at least a half-saint-level holy skull ring. Moreover, the power of the holy energy source and the holy skull ring is too strong. Anyone, even an emperor, can only wear one holy skull ring.

The Great Saint-level Holy Skull Ring is the most valuable treasure in the Burial Saint Valley, and it is even more valuable than a holy body.

Unfortunately, a good cook cannot cook without rice.

Fang Yun put away the empty Holy Skull Ring. The value of this Great Saint treasure is far greater than a Holy Qi source. They are indirectly explaining that the reason why they gave this ring instead of the Holy Qi source is not because they are reluctant to give up the treasure, but because they really lack the Holy Qi source.

A shadow flashed in Fang Yun's mind. Holy Qi is the fundamental power of the Burial Saint Valley, just like the talent of the human race. Even the Mountain Holy Spirit Clan lacks it, which means that the Burial Saint Valley has been very unstable recently, which will inevitably affect himself.

However, no matter what, the Ninth Wentai must be cast first. Only by being promoted to a great scholar can one have the basic power to protect himself.

Fang Yun discussed with Shan Zhongyang for a while. The Mountain Holy Spirit was willing to let Shan Zhongyang lead nine Mountain Holy Spirits to help Fang Yun and help Fang Yun collect Holy Qi, but not too far away from the Feng Skull Mountain Range.

After the two sides completed the transaction, Fang Yun immediately led them to fly to a holy territory.

After flying for only a few breaths, Shan Zhongyang grabbed Fang Yun and put him on his shoulder, leading the other nine mountain holy spirits to fly at a speed far exceeding Fang Yun.

A full five-ring speed.

During the flight, the ten mountain holy spirits used holy energy, and a trace of holy energy could only allow them to fly at the speed of five-ring for half a quarter of an hour.

Fang Yun suddenly felt helpless, no wonder the mountain holy spirit clan lacked holy energy.

If they flew in a straight line, they could fly 12,000 miles in an hour.

Fang Yun looked at the five holy energy balls in the Wen Palace and decided to keep these five balls for his own use, and not to fill the bottomless pit of the ninth Wentai.

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