The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 2252 Mud

Humans, demons, star demons, fire tribes, shadow tribes, ancient demons, holy spirits, evil spirits, water tribes, wood tribes, etc. were like ants around the big black mountain, and there were even a few appearing out of nowhere. A powerful evil coming.

Fang Yun suddenly had the illusion that he had entered the long river of time, because under normal circumstances, he could not see so many ethnic groups gathering.

Especially those ferocious beasts actually control the mountain island to devour the Dahei Mountain. This is even more ridiculous than the demon sitting in the school reading the Analects of Confucius seriously.

Fang Yun couldn't figure out whether those vicious creatures entered from the outside world, or whether they woke up from the treasure mountain and took over someone else's island.

The creatures here are not only numerous, but also very chaotic. Many of them are devouring the black mountains and fighting at the same time.

The basic combat strategy is divided into two battlefields.

The evil spirits and holy spirits in the Holy Burial Valley are fighting each other. In another battlefield, the demon barbarians, the lord of all realms, are fighting against the other ethnic groups. Those evil creatures are focused on devouring the Black Mountain and do not participate in the battle at all.

Fang Yun took a closer look at the four ferocious beasts. They were all known for their shrewdness and insidiousness in ancient times. Among them, the Baixiang Bird was the most famous. It had a body like a cloud and could transform into hundreds of images. It could be transformed into any race. The abilities of any race are just that some abilities are slightly weaker and not as good as those of the original races of the same realm.

The monsters and their enemies are relatively rational, and the battle is not brutal.

There were ten emperors on the demon barbarian side, and their opponents only had six emperors. However, with the powerful ancient demons of the fifth realm, they did not gain the upper hand.

Evil spirits and holy spirits are different. They are natural enemies. Both sides want to devour the other and strengthen themselves.

Moreover, there are many ethnic groups in the Holy Burial Valley, and there are deep grievances among various ethnic groups, making the battles even more fierce.

The number of evil spirits and holy spirits far exceeds that of outsiders such as demons and barbarians, and the number of evil spirits is more than that of holy spirits.

Fang Yun saw two familiar mountain spirits. They were both emperors he had seen in the Burial Saint Valley. They were the two mountain spirits who used the power of the mountain saints to help him enter the Split Moon Lake and obtain the saint's fingers.

Finally, Fang Yun's eyes fell on a foreigner.

The alien body is a centipede that is two hundred feet long, with hundreds of pairs of legs, but the head is very different from an ordinary centipede, it has a human face.

The human-faced centipede, the pinnacle alien race.

In the past, when the monsters and ancient monsters represented the most intelligent creatures, they were called monster-faced centipedes. Before that, they were dragon-faced centipedes.

No one is attacking it at all. It is lying lazily on the mountain island, letting the mountain island slowly swallow the black mountain.

Fang Yun imprinted every creature and every mountain island in his mind. Fortunately, he found that no one's mountain island was higher than his own, but there were more than ten mountain islands that were only thirty or forty feet lower than his own. The height above the water was They are all over two hundred feet tall.

Fang Yun felt relieved when he saw that there were five great scholars in the human race and they had established the Five Mountains World, which was extremely defensive. There was no danger.

Fang Yun was nearly 600 miles away from them at first, and no one noticed.

It wasn't until Fang Yun was nearly five hundred miles away from Black Mountain that some of the powerful creatures scanned the place where Fang Yun was, but they didn't see Fang Yun either.

Fang Yun estimated the distance and stopped sailing in a straight line. Instead, he kept a distance of about five hundred miles from the Black Treasure Mountain and prepared to sail around the Black Treasure Mountain to find a place that suited him.

Fang Yun didn't want to get caught up in a war. If he showed up, those emperors would most likely launch a crazy attack, and the strong men from the coalition forces of all races would never risk their lives to protect him.

Fang Yun looked into the distance. This black treasure mountain was not a single peak, but a mountain range in the sea composed of many peaks. The bottom of the mountain was connected to the seabed. The highest peak was over ten thousand feet tall.

Slowly, Fang Yun discovered that there were certain patterns in the battlefields of various races.

The powerful emperor and opponents of similar strength fought in the same area, while the various tribes under the emperor gathered together to fight, and the two sides maintained a basic tacit understanding. Otherwise, the battle will inevitably turn into the emperors of both sides slaughtering the non-emperors of the enemy, and then the final battle will begin. This is something neither emperors want to see.

Fang Yun slowly circled around and judged that the cross-section of the mountain was approximately diamond-shaped. The battlefield between the monsters and various tribes was on the south side of the mountain, while the battlefield between the evil spirits and the holy spirits was on the west side of the battlefield. There was a mountain separation between the two sides. , do not communicate with each other, and can only see both sides at the same time in the direction of Fang Yun.

Fang Yun thought about it, and since the human race was not in danger, and the coalition forces of all races were not at a disadvantage, there was no need for him to rush there, so he prepared to bypass the fierce spirit battlefield from the west and reach the farther north of the mountain, where there should be no recognition. My own demon is relatively safe.

After determining the route, Fang Yun began to avoid everyone's sight and detour, while his eyes were glued to the black treasure mountain.

This black treasure mountain is too big, and the blue mountain peak contains a Qiang whose strength is close to that of an emperor. If this treasure mountain also contains a vicious creature, it must be at the holy level.

Fang Yun sensed carefully and found no evil intentions in it, and the animal skin did not move at all, indicating that at least so far it had not alarmed any evil things inside.

Looking at this huge black treasure mountain, Fang Yun had a bad feeling. He felt more and more that the opening of the Holy Burial Valley was like a signal, a signal of chaos in the world.

The more this happened, the more urgent Fang Yun felt, and the more he wanted to gain more in the Holy Burial Valley.

"Both I and the human race need enough treasures to face the coming chaos!"

Fang Yun's eyes finally became firm because of why.

If Fang Yun's mentality in the Burial Valley was 70% to save his life and 30% to fight, now it has become 50% to save his life and 50% to fight.

Fang Yun thought while sailing, and roughly judged that at the beginning, only a few tribes came to the vicinity of this black treasure mountain. Faced with such a treasure, they would certainly not attack at first, and they all devoured the treasure mountain peacefully. However, as the number of tribes arriving increased, those who had conflicts before would insult each other, then attack each other, and finally involve their own camps, so that now it is out of control.

Fang Yun saw many exotic treasures from their battles. The style and production techniques of those exotic treasures obviously have ancient characteristics, indicating that they have all gained a lot in the God-given mountains and seas.

"If I don't work hard, my advantage will become smaller and smaller. Fortunately, the previous tusk was imprisoned for hundreds of thousands of years, and its strength has greatly decreased. Not to mention it, even if I was imprisoned for hundreds of thousands of years and suddenly faced an opponent, it would be the same. Next, the enemy is afraid that it will not be so weak."

Not long after, Fang Yun had bypassed the battlefield of the evil spirit and the Holy Spirit and arrived at the north side of the mountain.

Fang Yun looked around. There were no humans or monsters on the north side of the mountain, but there were a few alien races, evil spirits and holy spirits. There were no emperors here. It seemed that all the emperors were fighting on the other two sides.

There was also a huge monster.

The monster was like black mud lying on a mountain island, completely covering the platform on the top of the mountain island, and its body even drooped on the hillside.

Fang Yun had a strange look on his face. This monster was called muddy mud, and it was very famous. The fighting method of muddy mud was very simple, that is, it pounced on the enemy, and then pestered it. If it could drill into the enemy's body, it would drill into it, and if it couldn't drill, it would stick to the enemy.

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