The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 3143 Divine Gold Syrup

Fang Yun was thinking about the trade fair, when suddenly, Taichu Lei Ze shook heavily.

It was as if an invisible giant foot stepped on the mountains.

Fang Yun and the five great saints immediately looked forward.

The original thunder water waterfall stopped abruptly, and the Thunder Stone Canyon behind it was fully revealed.

In the canyon, the thunder water was originally like fog, but now it was slowly dispersing, turning into drops of thunder water sliding down the mountain walls on both sides.

Finally, the fog dissipated, revealing a magnificent stone gate.

"It is the place of inheritance!"

"Let's go!"

The six saints thought and flew forward collectively.

The other five great saints were usually very conceited, but at this moment they all hung great saint treasures on their heads, emitting various colors of strange lights and surrounding themselves.

Fang Yun stood on the Thunder Stone Boat, wearing a thunder order on his waist, and flew slowly at the back.

The gains from this trip to Taichu Lei Ze have exceeded imagination. As for this so-called inheritance, Fang Yun doesn't care. It would be best if he can find the power of time, but it doesn't matter if he can't get it.

The six saints entered the stone gate one after another.

Inside was an independent ancient land.

There was no blue sky or white clouds here. There was only one golden star in the sky. The light of the star was scattered, as if covering the entire ancient land with light golden gauze.

Fang Yunsheng's thoughts flew to the sky in an instant, and he looked down and observed the ancient land with the other five great saints.

The entire ancient land was a large black metal disc with a diameter of more than 20,000 miles. The edge of the disc was relatively neat, and the ground was uneven, with potholes and even many traces of battles.

There was a huge furnace in each of the four directions of the ancient land, southeast, northwest, and northeast. Boiling metal liquid flowed out of the furnace continuously, rolling along the grooves on the ground, and finally flowed to the center of the ancient land.

Rather than saying that they were four grooves, it would be better to say that they were four rivers 30 miles wide, and the river was flowing with boiling divine gold slurry.

In the center of the ancient land, there stood a square arena with a side length of more than 500 miles.

The Great Arena seemed to be cast in silver-gray metal, with audience seats on three sides, except for the terrace of a palace on the north side, which was the most noble.

On the terrace, there were many metal statues, each of which exuded a vast aura, and even some of them exuded the aura of the Great Sage.

In the palace deep in the terrace, there was an empty throne.

A steady stream of divine gold slurry flowed into the moat outside the arena.

The entire ancient land had no rocks, no trees, no creatures, and was all metal.

"This is indeed the land of the Gold Clan." Great Sage Yan Hui said.

Lang Kun nodded and said, "It seems that our ancient maps were correct before. Then, it depends on our own abilities next."

The six saints looked at each other.

Boom...

The south gate of the arena opened with a bang.

Everyone's eyes became fiery, especially Yan Hui of the Rock Clan.

At the same time, on the terrace of the arena, a giant made of thunder appeared. It was a thousand feet tall, with a blurred face. Its hands pressed on the edge of the terrace, making the edge of the terrace burnt.

"Only if you don't melt can you step onto the battlefield!"

The voice of the thunder giant resounded through the world, and a faint smile seemed to appear on his face.

The five great saints bowed their heads to the thunder giant. Even the dead saint ancestor was an existence that they could not reach.

Only Fang Yun stood there with his neck erect, without bowing his head.

The saints looked in all directions. Although the five great saints bowed their heads, they saw that the chanting ghost looked indifferent, and immediately shook their heads slightly.

I have never seen such a rampant half-saint!

Everyone thought about it and thought that this chanting ghost might not really need the inheritance of the saint ancestor of the gold clan. This is good news.

"Let's go." The Great Saint of Fire De glanced at the ghost Fang Yun with displeasure, flew to the wide-open city gate, and the other four saints followed him, and Fang Yun went last.

The saints were shocked to see that when the Great Saint Huo De was a hundred miles away from the gate, his body became smaller and smaller, and his flying altitude became lower and lower. When he arrived one mile away from the moat, the Great Saint Huo De was only ten feet in size and fell to the ground.

"We can't fly here. My power is sealed. I'm afraid we will have to swim across the moat with our bodies." The Great Saint Huo De was not angry when he spoke, but smiled.

The other five saints arrived one after another, and they all became smaller like the Great Saint Huo De and fell to the ground.

The six saints walked quickly to the edge of the moat and tried each other, and found that all their powers could not be released, and they couldn't even fly.

There was no bridge between them and the city gate, only a ten-mile wide moat.

In the moat, the red divine gold slurry boiled and rolled, and even formed waves. Not only was the temperature extremely high, but it also had various powerful powers.

"The divine gold slurry is one of the weapons of the Jin clan." Yan Hui said.

"This saint will go first!"

The Great Saint Huo De laughed and stepped straight into the moat.

The moment Huo De stepped in with his left front paw, a scream flew out of his mouth, and his front paw retreated as if he had been electrocuted. Then he was seen with three paws on the ground and one paw hanging in the air, jumping around on the ground, screaming in pain.

His left front paw was wrapped in the metal precipitation, and he couldn't get rid of it no matter how hard he tried. It seemed that it would only stop when he was burned to ashes.

The other saints were horrified. Huo De was a member of the Fire Clan, and his body was at the level of a Great Saint. How could he be burned by the Divine Gold Syrup? What's more, the Fire Clan had no sense of pain!

Huo De yelled and cursed: "The divine gold slurry in this river is not ordinary metal slurry. The divine gold in it is very complex. As Yan Hui said, it is like a weapon. It is not only burning my body, but also burning my holy thoughts! No, I can't get rid of this divine gold slurry. I have to bear the pain and cross the river!"

After saying that, Huo De actually rushed into the moat. In the boiling divine gold slurry, only his head was exposed, his limbs were waving, and he was yelling and swimming with all his strength.

Huo De's screams spread throughout the ancient land.

When he swam halfway, Huo De was no longer yelling, but cursing. In addition to the Saint Ancestor of the Gold Clan, he cursed everyone he knew and didn't know, including the Five Saints behind him, including his own ancestors.

Through the curse of the Great Saint Huo De, Fang Yun and the other four saints remembered all the people Huo De knew, and almost figured out the relationship between those people and Huo De.

When approaching the other side, Huo De no longer had the strength to curse, but his whole body was shaking desperately, as if countless insects were gnawing at his body.

Finally, he successfully jumped to the other side, and the divine gold syrup naturally fell off his body.

Then, everyone was surprised to see that Huo De groaned in pain, and his body slowly deformed and turned into a fireball.

All the saints were shocked. This was a phenomenon that only occurred when the Fire Clan was seriously injured.

After a few breaths, Huo De's holy thoughts came weakly.

"Not only my holy body was injured, but also my holy thoughts! Fortunately, my holy thoughts condensed into the form of a great saint in my body, otherwise I would not be able to survive this moat. Except for the Great Saint of the Sun, you should think carefully... It hurts me to death!"

All the saints were silent.