The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 3238 Mutation

Fang Yun actually used the treasure directly.

This means that unless the strongest few Saint Ancestor incarnations pay a huge price, they can't kill Fang Yun.

The ancestral incarnations saw this scene and shook their heads gently, thinking that they were lucky. Fortunately, they didn't make a fool of themselves. Fang Yun dared to practice, so he was naturally prepared.

They knew that those broken ancestral treasures were not from Ye Zu's incarnation, and they cursed Fang Yun in their hearts that he was simply a great sage with many treasures! Not to mention normal great sages, there are no more than three saints in the Kunlun Ancient Realm who can take out seven broken ancestral treasures in one breath, and they are all from the same tribe.

However, a more bizarre scene appeared. The Great Sage of the Tiger Tribe had already died, and the power would have been blocked, but the power suddenly deformed and turned into a soft light spot full of life, ignoring all defenses and drilling into Fang Yun's eyebrows!

The moment he saw the light spot enter Fang Yun's eyebrows, Ye Zu's body trembled and almost collapsed to the ground, and his eyes were red.

She didn't expect that she still failed to protect Fang Yun.

If Fang Yun encountered an external attack at this time, even if he didn't die, his saintly path would collapse and he would fall directly from the saintly position, and he would never be able to be canonized again in his life.

The flame of anger burned in the incarnation of Ye Zu. At this moment, she had only one thought, to die together with the incarnations of the ancestors.

The saints of the water tribe were almost furious when they saw this scene. If they hadn't had some reason left, they would have fought with the ancestors of Kunlun at the first time.

The saints from the outside world sighed. Although they entered this place ten thousand years ago and didn't know much about the human race and Fang Yun, they didn't want to see Fang Yun die at the hands of the Kunlun tribe or the monsters.

The incarnations of the Kunlun ancestors saw this scene. After a brief shock, some smiled, some laughed wildly, and some nodded repeatedly.

Finally, Fang Yun, the big worry in their hearts, was eliminated!

"Well done!"

"Now Fang Yun has fallen from the sainthood and has no strength. According to the rules, he can be expelled from the team as long as 70% of the members agree."

"Hahaha... A human who is not even a half-saint will definitely hand over the Kunlun treasure obediently!"

"This matter is no longer up to him."

"Lang Liao, I didn't expect you to have such a secret method! You are worthy of being the master of the Ten Thousand Worlds!"

"Yes, Lang Liao and Yao Man have made great contributions. Our Kunlun tribe should help Yao Man."

"As long as it does not involve the Dusk Fortress, it should be okay for us to help a little."

"I heard that the human race is a threat to Yao Man, so let's destroy the human race first!"

"Hahaha... uh..."

The laughing ancestors incarnations seemed to be choked by something suddenly, because the incarnation of the Saint Ancestor Lang Liao said something.

"I... I didn't do anything... That... has nothing to do with me..." The incarnation of Lang Liao not only did not laugh, but was horrified, and the wolf hair standing upright all over his body was like a thick giant spear.

"They are all fools indeed." The Phoenix Ancestor incarnation had a look of disgust on his face.

"What?"

All the Kunlun Ancestor incarnations turned their heads to look at the Wolf Fang incarnation, all of them showing their fierceness.

"I really don't know what happened!" After all, Wolf Fang was a newly promoted Saint Ancestor. Facing so many Saint Ancestor incarnations staring at him, he was a little scared.

"No, that power is not harming Fang Yun! You observe carefully..."

The saints present hurriedly used various secret methods to stimulate the Saint Thoughts and observe Fang Yun carefully.

Fang Yun's aura was rising steadily, whether it was the Saint Body or the Saint Thoughts.

At this moment, Fang Yun reached the extreme that could be achieved under the peak of the Great Saint of the Ten Thousand Worlds!

Rumble...

The ten directions exploded, and the divine light shone.

The entire human race's holy sea rushed into Fang Yun's head.

The saints were stunned. This was equivalent to stuffing a galaxy into the head of an ordinary person!

What on earth is this Fang Yun made of?

Did he survive a disaster and then commit suicide?

How dare a great saint absorb the entire Holy Path Sea of ​​the tribe!

Even the Saint Ancestor couldn't do it.

The so-called Holy Path Sea of ​​the tribe is a projection of the power of the tribe. It is an invisible and intangible existence. It can only be vaguely felt and cannot be visible.

Fang Yun swallowed the projection. The power is indeed not as good as the Holy Path Sea itself, but the Holy Path rules contained in the projection are exactly the same as the Holy Path Sea itself!

This is equivalent to Fang Yun completely understanding the Holy Path of the human race.

This situation is not uncommon.

It has happened in the history of the Ten Thousand Worlds. When some tribes are facing the crisis of extinction, the Holy Path Sea of ​​the tribe will choose the most outstanding saint and grant it power.

This is drinking poison to quench thirst.

Any saint in the history of the Ten Thousand Worlds who has been infused with the power of the Holy Path Sea has quickly fallen.

So Yaoman has always suspected that the reason why Confucius fell was because he accepted the gift of the Holy Path Sea.

The saints stared at Fang Yun closely.

Because after accepting the power of the Holy Path Sea, the body will age at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the Saint Ancestor is no exception.

Huh?

Fang Yun did not move.

His skin was still smooth and elastic.

There was not a single wrinkle on his face.

His hair was black and shiny.

In fact, the saints had the illusion that Fang Yun was growing younger!

What was the principle?

"No! Why did the power of Kunlun disappear only now!"

The ancestors looked up suddenly, and then they sensed that the power of Kunlun, which was caused by the tiger saint's violation of the Kunlun oath, was just beginning to slowly move away.

Logically speaking, the power of Kunlun should have returned at the moment of the tiger saint's death.

Just now, the power of Kunlun had always existed.

This overturned the saints' understanding of the power of Kunlun.

"I remember now! The light spot transformed by the Tiger Tribe Great Saint at the end was not an attack force, but a spiritual light of his own destiny!"

"How could it be a spiritual light of his own destiny! Isn't that the most famous evil magic in the universe? Moreover, even the Saint Ancestor cannot use the spiritual light of his own destiny on the Great Saint. Only the extremely evil Saint Ancestor, who has refined hundreds of millions of mortal creatures in the stars, can form a spiritual light of his own destiny and strengthen himself or his descendants."

"That is indeed the spiritual light of his own destiny."

"Who did it? The Tiger Tribe Great Saint could not have mastered this secret method. Even if he did, he could not have sacrificed himself to help Fang Yun."

"Who is it!"

"It is the will of Kunlun!" The Phoenix Ancestor incarnation looked at the incarnations of the Kunlun ancestors with a look of stupidity.

The incarnations of the ancestors were stunned.

There is a traitor among us?

And it is the will of Kunlun?

The saints from the outside world were also confused.

It was like, in an extremely powerful country, all the civil and military officials joined the war and sent troops to attack a weak enemy country. As a result, when they arrived at the enemy's border, they found that their own emperor was sitting in the opposite tower and said that he had surrendered.

"It must be because of Kunlun's treasure!"

The incarnation of the Gray Poison Ancestor has turned into a bloated poison frog, and his belly has been bulging white and covered with blood.

He was just a little bit away from exploding.

"Yes, it must be related to Kunlun's treasure!"

"Damn Fang Yun!"

"Humble outsider!"

"How dare you steal Kunlun's power!"

The incarnations of the Saint Ancestors went completely crazy.

Great Kunlun is going to die!

Every Saint Ancestor incarnation was filled with humiliation, as if his parents suddenly liked Fang Yun and left his inheritance to Fang Yun and abandoned him, or as if the person who was about to marry him suddenly fell into Fang Yun's arms, or more like, the children he had raised with great effort had never spoken and refused to recognize him, but the moment he saw Fang Yun, he rushed over and called him daddy.

Who can bear this!

Every incarnation believed that even if their original bodies were here, they would be jealous and cause a tsunami.

Several incarnations of the Holy Ancestors suddenly restrained their breath, sat cross-legged on the ground, and said nothing.

The Holy Path was unstable.