The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 3215 Ancestor worship? ? ?

A strong repulsive force appeared between Fang Yun and the ninety-nine ancestral corpses. The invisible power of the saints was wrapped up in them. In almost the blink of an eye, they were pushed away a hundred thousand miles away, and their bodies slammed into the crowd. Mountains, rocks flying.

Vomiting blood and being injured, the saints looked ahead from the collapsed mountain peak, and then saw a scene that made them confused, shocked and frightened.

The ninety-nine ancestral corpses faced Fang Yun and slowly leaned over, their heads hanging low.

Even though the ancestral corpse leaned down extremely slowly, because its body was comparable to stars, when it hit the ground, it was still like a collision of planets, forming a terrifying shock wave, with sand, gravel and soil flying in all directions like a giant ring wave.

All the heads of the ninety-nine ancestral corpses hit the ground heavily, shaking the heavens and the earth, as if the heavens were bowing down.

At this moment, the saints thought that the ancestral corpse fell to the ground due to exhaustion due to fighting against the core of the ancient world, but then they discovered that the ancestral power of the ninety-nine ancestral corpses remained undiminished, their breath did not dissipate, and they were not exhausted.

That means...

The corpse of the ancestor prays for good luck?

It was obviously about worshiping ancestors, but why is it now worshiping ancestors?

Countless question marks first appeared in the minds of the saints, and then they heard Fang Yun's words.

"Well, it seems that you have lived a miserable life after I left. In fact, it was just two juniors who caused trouble. Wangshan Jun and I didn't want to pursue it further. It was probably Di Ting who was impulsive."

After meeting Mr. Wangshan that year, Fang Yun traveled around the world and met Old Black Spot several times. Although the two sides had some grudges, they were always polite.

Fang Yun showed a look of regret and nostalgia. He didn't expect that things would develop beyond his imagination. If the Ninety-nine Heads tribe hadn't been too miserable, he wouldn't have kowtowed to him with the arrogance of the majestic ancestors.

Such saint ancestors would never act like this if it were not for the sake of the ethnic group.

Fang Yun nodded and said: "That's all, I just bow to you and the grievances between the Imperial Clan and your Ninety-nine Head Clan will be wiped out."

There was thunder in the clear sky.

The bodies of the ninety-nine ancestor corpses trembled slightly.

The saints looked at the ancestral corpse in horror, and could even hear the ancestral corpse crying for relief.

Ninety-nine heads are crying!

The Saint Ancestor cried, and the Saints were completely out of control. All the sad and painful things rushed into their hearts, making them cry together with the ancestor's corpse.

Their bodies were crying, but their holy thoughts were extremely clear.

Until then, they finally understood that this fate was unusual. Not only had they been to the ancient times, they could influence the Imperial Clan, and they could even make the Saint Ancestor of the ancient extremely vicious clan bow down in worship!

The body of Fengzu's incarnation began to tremble.

As the holy ancestor of the Kunlun royal family, Feng Zu is already considered very powerful, but compared with the ninety-nine saint ancestors from the ancient times, he is still slightly inferior.

Such a powerful Saint Ancestor was full of awe of Fang Yun even after his death, and would pay homage to him even if he died. What kind of identity was Fang Yun?

The arrival of the legendary ancestral dragon and emperor Qian is nothing more than that!

Which ancient ancestor was reincarnated in Fang Yun?

The saints looked at Fang Yun in horror.

An instant later, Feng Zu's incarnation activated all the treasures, put away the soul-gathering furnace, turned around and ran away.

Fang Yun glanced sideways at the incarnation of Feng Ancestor, smiled, and said: "Old Black Spot, it seems that some people are not afraid of you at all."

Ninety-nine songs roar together!

The moment they heard this voice, the saints' vision went dark and they fell into a coma. Before they fell into coma, they realized that the ancestor's corpse was completely angered this time.

The ancestral power swept across all directions, capturing all the saints and the incarnations of the Wind Ancestor.

Not long after, the saints felt their bodies become cold, slowly opened their eyes, and then shivered with fear.

The ninety-nine ancestral corpses were right in front of them.

His body, like all the shocked corpses, was a strange metallic bright silver, like a metal puppet. However, the ninety-nine ancestral corpses were too big. In the eyes of the saints, his body was like a bright silver sky.

One hundred and ninety-eight giant eyes on the ninety-nine heads are like stars.

The incarnation of Fengzu looked up and saw that he had no fighting spirit.

"It's over..."

The saints lay on the ground, not daring to move.

The incarnation of the third ancestor of the giant god said hurriedly: "I am the incarnation of the third ancestor of the giant god. I didn't know that you and Fang Yun were old acquaintances before. The whole thing was planned by the incarnation of Feng Zu. He deceived you and even insulted you..."

A huge snake head suddenly fell down and swallowed the incarnation of the three ancestors of the Titans in one mouthful.

The power of the Titans will surge rapidly when they are about to die, but the incarnations of the three ancestors of the Titans cannot wait for that time.

Fang Yun slowly flew closer, looked at Feng Zu's incarnation and asked, "Can we take out the Soul Gathering Furnace now?"

The huge body of Fengzu's incarnation trembled slightly, his head nodded suddenly, he took out the soul-gathering furnace, and held it with holy power and gave it to Fang Yun.

However, the moment Fang Yun encountered the Soul Gathering Furnace, a flash of hatred and shame flashed in the eyes of Feng Zu's incarnation.

He is the incarnation of the majestic Saint Ancestor!

Even if you are not the original body and do not have enough strength, you cannot do this. This is tantamount to humiliating the original body.

The incarnation of Fengzu realized that he was influenced by the ancestor's corpse, otherwise he would have exploded everything if he knew he would die, and at worst, they would both perish.

Fang Yun was like a collector playing with old objects, holding the shrunken soul-gathering furnace to observe carefully, or like a leisurely old man staring at the birds in the birdcage, without even looking at the incarnation of Feng Zu.

After a while, Fang Yun continued to play with the Soul Gathering Furnace and said, "Wind Clan, don't stay in the core of the ancient world."

"don't want……"

Before the incarnation of Feng Zu finished speaking, two red lights of ancestral power suddenly appeared from the two eyes in a snake head of the ancestral corpse, impacting the body of the incarnation of Feng Zu.

Instantly, layers of protective divine light burst out from the body of the Wind Ancestor's incarnation, more than a hundred layers.

Nothing helped. In the blink of an eye, the Wind Ancestor's incarnation turned into ashes.

The ninety-nine ancestral corpses roared to the sky, and the ancestral thoughts were transmitted frantically in all directions.

Soon, all the shocked corpses knew that they should kill the Wind Clan first!

"Old Black Spot, help me, I have something I can't open." Fang Yun said, taking out the storage skull taken out from the spine of the White Ancestor's incarnation.

The ninety-nine heads of the ancestral corpse moved slightly, and the invisible power surged into the storage skull in front of Fang Yun. Fang Yun could not retreat even when facing the battle of the peak Great Saint, but now he was forced to retreat again and again by the terrifying power of the Saint Ancestor.

Fang Yun's hands were shriveling at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This was not the ancestral corpse attacking Fang Yun, but only the most insignificant power of the Saint Ancestor touching Fang Yun.

"Hiss..."

Fang Yun was feeling the power of the Saint Ancestor after becoming a Great Saint. He was extremely surprised. His Saint Body was already strong enough, but it was so vulnerable in front of the real Saint Ancestor's might.

"Roar..."

The ninety-nine ancestral corpses were anxious. He quickly gathered his strength and moved his tail lightly. A piece of land flew out of the damaged crater and flew in front of Fang Yun.

The ninety-nine ancestral corpses took out all the ancestral grass and the whole piece of soil.

Then, he opened his mouth, rainbow light filled the air, and a large number of treasures flew in front of Fang Yun.

All his eyes were filled with anxiety.

When the saints saw this scene, they felt even more sad. All the saints worshipped the ancestral corpses as their ancestors, but the ancestral corpses worshipped Fang Yun as their ancestor.

Fang Yun swallowed a leaf of ancestral grass to expel the power of the ancestral corpses, and his body recovered quickly.