The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 2929 Helpless Mr. Wangshan

Di Ting shouted, others are fine, but the two extremely fierce people below are in bad luck. Although Di Ting is not as good as God Ji, he is definitely the top saint ancestor in the world. Every word he speaks when he is full of fighting spirit contains the meaning of The endless power of the Holy Ancestor was like a continuous sledgehammer hitting the father and son.

By the time Di Ting finished speaking two sentences, blood was pouring from his fierce eye sockets, mouth and tongue.

However, the Great Sage Ninety-nine Songs was not discouraged, because he felt that among the spiritual thoughts of the saint ancestors, there were the spiritual thoughts of the great patriarch and the ancient beast Qixuan, and he believed that they would definitely arrive and seek justice for himself.

"What happened?"

Di Ji appeared beside Di Ting.

Then, one after another, the emperor's saints appeared near the emperor's pole, and soon there were sixteen.

The thick pressure of the Holy Ancestor intertwined in the air, and a large amount of space was constantly torn and healed, forming a network of black void cracks. An endless storm seemed to be brewing in the sky with a radius of millions of miles.

The world is boiling! Kunlun is roaring!

The Great Sage Ninety-nine was stunned, holding back the pain all over his body, and all his heads looked at the sky, not at Di Ting, but at Di Ji.

He began to tremble. Although Di Ting is ferocious and has the ability to exterminate clans, that is only for ordinary ethnic groups. The Winged Flying Snake tribe has many saint ancestors sitting in command, has extensive contacts, and has connections with many Taichu tribes. No matter what Di Ting is, he will not Dare to attack ninety-nine poems.

But Diji is different.

In the eyes of all the clans in Taichu, Di Ji is just another World-Destroying Emperor Dragon. At most, he has a good temper, but even if he is even better, he is still another World-Destroying Emperor Dragon!

What's more, not long ago, it was known to all worlds that Emperor Ji led his race to massacre the Taichu World-Destroying Dragon Clan.

The Great Sage Ninety-Nine Poems cannot understand why the Supreme Being of All Realms and the First Saint Ancestor of the Imperial Clan came to his true form at this time? Isn’t it usually the Holy Thought of Advent? Now that the Holy Ancestor is doing this, is he preparing to declare war? Could it be...

The ninety-nine poems of the Great Sage couldn't help but wailed: "Great clan leader, run quickly, the imperial clan is going to destroy my whole clan! Run! It doesn't matter if I die, you can't fall here! Go back and tell the clan how far you can escape." How far, don’t come back, run! Run..."

The dozen or so unyielding holy thoughts in Kunlun dissipated in an instant, and the owners of two of the holy thoughts fled. I don't know how many mountains were knocked down, and how many stars were smashed.

The ninety-nine songs of the Great Sage kept shouting.

The semi-holy two-winged flying snake looked at the sky in disbelief. Why did his patriarch run away with such an arrogant ancient beast? How could the dignified Saint Ancestor do this? Just abandon yourself and run away?

Fang Yun looked at the Great Sage Jiujiusou in confusion, and then cast the same puzzled look at Di Yuan. The Imperial Clan was going to attack such a big clan as Jiujiu Shou. Even if he did not ask for his opinion, he should inform him. Why did it suddenly happen? Take action, is something big going to happen?

Unexpectedly, Di Yuan also looked puzzled.

Soon, Fang Yun came to understand, rolled his eyes at the Ninety-nine Poems of the Great Sage, and said: "Okay, stop shouting, the Imperial Clan has no intention of attacking your clan. Stop, stop, shut up first! No! Shut up, right? Senior Diyuan, do me a favor and chop off his heads one by one until he shuts up!"

As soon as Fang Yun finished speaking, all the snakeheads in the ninety-nine poems of the Great Sage shut up and looked at Fang Yun and Di Yuan in horror.

"What happened?"

Di Ting flashed and appeared behind Fang Yun, and the other ancestors also appeared.

The strongest saint ancestors of the strongest clan appeared at the same time. The semi-holy two-winged flying snake had never seen such a posture before. He rolled his eyes and fainted.

All the snake heads of the ninety-nine poems of the Great Sage were lying on the ground, and their whole bodies were shaking even more violently.

Di Ting glanced at Ninety-nine Heads impatiently and said: "These little bastards must have provoked the Imperial clan masters, so just kill them. If they dare to express any dissatisfaction, kill them in their home base, which is just an ordinary rich clan."

Di Ting's dissatisfaction and disgust seemed to have the power of heaven. Every time he spoke a word, the original power and lifespan of the ninety-nine poems of the Great Sage were lost. When Di Ting finished speaking, the ninety-nine poems seemed to have aged thousands of years, and their strength had dropped by 10%, which was almost equivalent to cutting off the tens of thousands of years of hard work in the ninety-nine poems.

Then, a pungent fishy smell filled the air.

The great sage was so frightened that he peed.

Fang Yun said: "It's like this. The four-legged black snake and I visited Mr. Wangshan..."

After Fang Yun finished telling what happened, the ancestors shook their heads.

Di Ting said: "Find a time to hold a grand ceremony for the Imperial Master and issue an edict to all realms. This kind of thing will not happen in the future."

"Okay, once that is completed, prepare for the ceremony."

Di Yuan asked Fang Yun: "What should we do with these two little things?"

Fang Yun said helplessly: "I originally wanted to practice with the two of them, but now I'm not in the mood, just leave them alone and don't bother me."

Di Yuan nodded and flapped his right hand lightly, as if to drive away mosquitoes. He saw two huge Jijis screaming in agony and being thrown deep into the Kunlun Mountains. They flew hundreds of thousands of miles before landing.

Fang Yun cleared his throat and said: "Wangshanjun, let's get to know each other formally. I am the master of the Imperial clan. I have admired the name of Wangshanjun for a long time. I came across this place on the way and came here to visit. I want to make a deal with you. I wonder if you are willing?"

Wangshanjun moved his shoulders slightly and said in an extremely helpless tone: "I don't dare or I don't want to."

Di Yuan smiled brightly and disappeared, and the other Saint Ancestors also left with smiles.

The four-legged black snake just happened to fly over. When he saw that the matter was resolved, he held his stomach and laughed: "Mr. Wangshan, I didn't expect you to have this day, hahahaha..."

"Haha, damn the black snake." After Wangshanjun finished speaking, he ignored the four-legged black snake.

Fang Yun smiled and said, "I won't be polite with you. I have something that I want you to keep for me. I'll go get it when the time comes."

However, Wang Shanjun said, "I can't sense you."

Fang Yun was stunned, remembering that Di Ji had also said that he couldn't see him. Realizing that Wang Shanjun was so extraordinary, he became even happier and said, "That's not the point. The point is that I have the Fountain of All Living Things, and I want you to take care of it for me. When the time is 'right', pass it to me."

Wang Shanjun didn't say anything for a long time, and finally asked slowly, "Pass it to the real you?"

Fang Yun was secretly shocked. Wang Shanjun's saintly thoughts might be far inferior to Diao Hai Weng or Mu Xingke, but in this matter, he actually has such a powerful ability. I'm afraid that even the Destroying World Emperor Dragon or Di Ji when they were half-saints were far inferior to Wang Shanjun.

"Yes, pass it to the real me?"

"In addition to the threat of the Saint Ancestor of the Emperor Clan, you need other reasons to convince me." Wang Shanjun said.

The four-legged black snake laughed and said, "It seems you are still afraid."

After that, the four-legged black snake ran behind Wang Shanjun and stretched out its claws to scratch his butt. Wang Shanjun snorted coldly, released his holy thoughts, and blew the four-legged black snake away.

Fang Yun smiled and said, "Does it count as helping you protect the enlightenment fruit?"

"It counts as half." Wang Shanjun said.

Fang Yun said again: "The Great Wilderness Azure Dragon is in seclusion. In the many years to come, the Dusk Void Sun Fragments will no longer be produced. I am willing to exchange some of the Dusk Void Sun Fragments."