The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 3162 The real treasure

As soon as Fang Yun took off into the sky, the saints discovered him.

A great saint shouted angrily: "Where did the half-saint come from? How could he be so ignorant of the rules? Come here immediately and join forces to kill the Jingzhi. I will share some of the benefits with you."

Fang Yun rolled his eyes at the great sage. There were no rules in the ancient Kunlun world. He was not one of those semi-sages who were forced to do nothing. He could still run away if he couldn't beat him.

"presumptuous!"

The great sage of the giant god clan did not expect that a dragon clan would be so rampant, and the two clans had no friendship. He stretched out his big hand, and a huge green claw fell from the sky and appeared on Fang Yun's head a hundred miles away.

Fang Yun glanced sideways at the Great Sage of the Giant God Clan again. Can this kind of power defeat him?

Fang Yun remained motionless and continued to move forward with the power of the Thunder Stone Boat.

The giant cyan claw landed on top of Fang Yun, and a thin layer of egg-shaped thunder net emerged, surrounding Fang Yun and the Thunder Stone Boat, and met the giant cyan claw.

boom……

After a loud noise, the Thunder Web remained motionless, but at the intersection of the giant cyan claw and the Thunder Web, divine thunder suddenly surged across the sky, like a fountain erupting, instantly defeating the giant cyan claw.

"you……"

All the saints were slightly stunned. The Dragon Clan was indeed one of the strongest ethnic groups in the world, but the Giant God Clan was not weak at all.

Although the current giant sage is not injured yet and his strength has not reached its peak, it is not something that a semi-saint green dragon can ignore.

"You guys stop here for a while, and wait for me to go and capture this little snake!" After the great sage finished speaking, the light cyan color rolled under his feet, forming a miniature tornado, carrying him straight towards Fang Yun.

"Shenyun..." The other two giant sages shouted his name, but were unable to stop him.

The other saints looked at each other with cold eyes. This Shen Yun had always been competitive, so it would be nice to teach him a lesson.

Fang Yun turned his head and glanced at Yun Yun, with a look of displeasure flashing in his eyes. The giant gods were difficult to deal with, but he was not afraid of them. However, the land of the tribe could suddenly change at any time. If the Saint Ancestor was alarmed and his corpse was shocked, he would also be afraid of them. Will be in deep crisis. Therefore, Fang Yun didn't want to take the initiative to provoke anyone, it was very simple to just take the treasure and leave.

Seeing Shen Yun coming, and thinking of the giant gray poisonous frog, Fang Yun realized that the people he had met before were all saints from the outside world, so he had preconceived ideas. In the ancient Kunlun world, the Kunlun ethnic group was the most numerous and powerful. .

Most of the Kunlun people are hostile to outsiders, especially the hot-tempered Titans. They believe all the treasures in the ancient world of Kunlun belong to the Kunlun people, and these outsiders are all robbers or thieves.

"Now that it's here, let's chase it slowly."

Fang Yun moved his dragon claw toward Shen Yun contemptuously and suddenly accelerated.

Except for space movement, thunder and wind are always the fastest in all worlds.

After the Thunder Stone Boat absorbed enough Holy Thunder and contained the thunder source, it has become another treasure, and now, Fang Yun has mastered the quite powerful Holy Thunder.

Fang Yun and the Thunder Stone Boat suddenly made a violent explosion, and the electric light flashed, and then turned into a thunder of ten thousand feet, like twisted lightning, hurtling through the air, and the space was shattered wherever it passed.

Fang Yun at this moment actually reached half the speed of light.

When the saints saw this scene, they almost laughed. Now it was better. Shen Yun had obviously encountered a particularly powerful opponent.

Shen Yun was furious, roared, and the strong wind swept around him, using all his strength, but he was still gradually thrown away by Fang Yun.

The two sides kept galloping, and the saints passing by saw them and hurriedly avoided them.

The longest point of the entire ethnic group's land is only a few million miles, and Fang Yun flew 300,000 miles in one breath. In just a few breaths, he entered the innermost circle. In order to avoid shocking the corpses, he restrained his thunder.

However, the Shen Yun was pulled further and further away. Seeing that Fang Yun was about to disappear, he gritted his teeth and suddenly surpassed Fang Yun and spurted out a mouthful of divine blood.

The rich blood of the Great Sage penetrated the void and instantly moved to Fang Yun's location.

The holy blood exploded.

That holy blood is like a beacon at night.

The fate of Fang instantly became the focus of the entire ethnic group.

Countless saints and frightened corpses looked up at where Fang Yun was.

The frightened corpses nearby were like hyenas that smelled the smell of rotting corpses, rushing towards Fang Yun crazily.

Fang Yun turned around and glanced at Shen Yun who had almost disappeared. He smiled coldly. His body seemed to suddenly become heavier and disappeared from the same place. His body transformed into a frightened corpse he had seen on the road before. Even his breath was imitated perfectly, far away from this place.

Most of the frightened corpses nearby stopped and looked around in confusion, losing sight of their target.

However, the shocked corpse closest to Fang Yun not only did not stop, but looked particularly angry. There were red cracks spreading in his green eyes.

"Ouch..."

More than a dozen frightened corpses were killing Fang Yun like crazy.

Fang Yun's eyes moved, and he knew that the power of his "Book of Changes" was limited. He could deceive the shocked corpses in the distance, but he could not deceive the shocked corpses nearby.

However, Fang Yun was not here to fight to the death with Jing Zhi, and he didn't care. Anyway, his speed was far faster than Jing Zhi, unless the Holy Ancestor Jing Zhi arrived.

Fang Yun turned his head and glanced at the core of the inner circle. There were still a steady stream of frightened corpses emerging there. He hoped that the frightened corpses of the Holy Ancestors would not appear. Otherwise, everyone in the entire ethnic group would be killed instantly, unless someone with the ability could A treasure that can withstand the power of the Holy Ancestor.

Fang Yun flew straight to his destination. Behind him, twelve frightened corpses were chasing after him.

These frightened corpses actually entered the fighting state, roaring angrily, and their gray and strange long hair floated behind them like dense water plants.

Other saints were already terrified when they encountered this situation and wanted to escape, but Fang Yun's saintly thoughts were interested in carefully observing these corpses, constantly analyzing the holy ways of these corpses, and studying the power of these corpses.

It is extremely difficult to study the holy ways of different ethnic groups, but Fang Yun is different.

Fang Yun's Hundred Coffin Island has the power of Huangquan, which can summon the fighting spirits of the dragon clan and ancient monsters, and can summon the ancient corpses of the Buried Saint Valley. He has accumulated a lot of experience in Dragon City. It is only a matter of time to study the corpses, and there are no substantial obstacles.

The more Fang Yun studied, the happier he was. Unexpectedly, this corpse is actually a brand new life, but it is not perfect enough. This kind of life is essentially a dead race, but because it can absorb the power of treasures, it has the holy way of that kind of metal alien life.

The dead race is not afraid of death, and the power of treasures is tyrannical, so the combination of the two powers has formed a wonderful creature in Fang Yun's eyes.

All ethnic groups have studied the corpses, including the Kunlun royal family, but the corpses can only die in battle and cannot be captured alive. Any long-term imprisonment will cause them to die or self-destruct.

The tribes in the Kunlun Ancient Realm do not have such rich knowledge of the dead as Fang Yun, let alone master the power of the underworld.

"Interesting, very interesting..."

Fang Yun was shocked to find that he almost made a mistake. The greatest treasure of this tribe is not those ordinary treasures, not the most valuable metal giant egg, and not the body of the corpse, but the holy way related to the corpse.

Fang Yun has learned from all races, and because his foundation is human, he has experienced the baptism of hundreds of schools and his thinking is the least constrained.

After discovering that the dead can absorb the power of treasures, he quickly reversed it. If the treasure absorbs the power of the dead, or merges with the corpse, how powerful will the treasure be?