The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 3262 Emperor God Tree

Fang Yun sat cross-legged on the ground facing the empty Royal Dragon Palace and began his final preparations.

The incarnations of the ancestors looked at Fang Yun, not knowing what he was going to do.

After a long time, Fang Yun opened his eyes vaguely, and the ancestral power was rippling around him, his clothes fluttering, his black hair flying, and invisible ripples spreading in all directions.

The incarnations of the saints and ancestors hurriedly retreated.

The space shattered like a mirror, and the dragon head of the Heavenly Emperor Dragon slowly emerged from the void.

The dragon head was ferocious, and it was arrogant and incomparable.

The incarnations of the ancestors looked at the dragon head of the Heavenly Emperor Dragon and were fascinated. How powerful the Heavenly Emperor Dragon was in the past.

Even the incarnations of the ancestors lowered their noble heads.

Although they cursed Fang Yun in their hearts, why did they use the dragon head of the Heavenly Emperor Dragon at this time.

"The Bright Mountain belongs to me!"

After Fang Yun finished speaking, the holy power around him surged like fire, turning into a powerful holy power fountain and rushing into the head of the Dragon King of the Heavenly Emperors.

The dragon head still had his eyes closed, but his momentum was rising steadily. Finally, the Dragon King of the Heavenly Emperors opened his mouth and roared to the sky.

"Ang..."

The deep voice was deafening, and the space within a radius of tens of millions of miles collapsed, and the void was regenerated.

The pale white air waves like a tsunami continued to hit in all directions.

The great saints flew backwards like pillows kicked away, unconscious.

The incarnations of the ancestors could only resist with the help of their ancestral treasures.

Some of the incarnations of the saints also flew backwards because they did not have ancestral treasures, just like a drowning person struggling desperately in mid-air but to no avail.

The ground was covered with dense cracks.

The incarnations of the ancestors were secretly shocked. This ground had been refined for many years and was stronger than the treasures of the great saints. The Dragon King of the Heavenly Emperors just roared and broke it directly.

Rumble...

The ground in the distance began to collapse, and only the ground near the Imperial Dragon Relics remained basically intact despite being cracked.

Soon, the ground in the distance disappeared, the entire space was completely broken, and the sky became bright.

A super-giant storm appeared in everyone's sight.

The saints then realized that they were on the top of a huge iceberg, and around the iceberg, there was a circle of holy storms surrounding it.

Rumble...

The huge iceberg suddenly began to shake, and the saints and ancestors hurriedly flew to the sky.

Amid the continuous loud noises, the surface of the iceberg cracked one after another, and large pieces of glaciers fell off.

After the outer layer of ice fell off, a completely white mountain was revealed.

The surface of the mountain radiated a light blue light, but the body of the mountain was pure and colorless, like a completely transparent crystal.

In the colorless crystal, there were many colorful small bubbles flowing slowly.

Those small bubbles formed tens of thousands of colorful rivers in the crystal mountain, floating and beautiful.

Upon closer inspection, there were countless strange creatures multiplying on the surface of each small bubble.

"Rise!"

Fang Yun gave an order, and the Bright Mountain shook heavily and soared into the sky.

"Ah..."

The dragon head of the Heavenly Emperor Dragon screamed again.

The saints and ancestors were caught off guard and were all pushed away by the powerful force and scattered everywhere.

The Bright Mountain rose rapidly in front of Fang Yun, and finally rose to a very high place, began to shrink and continued to fall.

Finally, the Bright Mountain turned into a point of light and flew close to Fang Yun's eyebrows.

Fang Yun fell from the sky like a meteor and smashed into the deep ice layer on the ground.

The incarnation of the Nine-Eyed Saint Ancestor could not wait to shout: "Fang Yun has already taken away all the relics of the Emperor Dragon. The team is disbanded! Now, the Kunlun tribe and the demons and barbarians have joined forces to form a team! All external enemies will be killed!"

Instantly, the Kunlun saints who had received the news a long time ago sent out their divine thoughts, and led by the incarnation of the Nine-Eyed Saint Ancestor who had barely recovered his strength, they established a new team, including three demon saints and the wolf fang incarnation.

The incarnations of the Night Ancestor, the Phoenix Ancestor, and the Green Ancestor did not join.

"Kill!"

The Kunlun saints ignored the three saints and went straight to the saints from the outside world.

The saints from the outside world were well prepared and immediately scattered.

However, the incarnations of the ancestors were too strong, and with the ancestral treasures in hand, it soon became a one-sided pursuit.

In the end, except for the three saints from the outside world who escaped, the rest of the saints were killed.

The team gathered again and looked at the three incarnations of the Night Ancestor, the Phoenix Ancestor, and the Green Ancestor.

"You swear an oath not to interfere with us, otherwise, we will kill you all!"

As soon as the incarnation of the Nine-Eyed Saint Ancestor fell, the world shook.

A mighty pressure that swept through the ages descended, like an invisible giant hand, slapping down fiercely.

Puff puff puff...

The incarnations of the ancestors in the sky fell to the ground like dumplings.

The Kunlun tribe, who had been so arrogant just now, was covered in dust and sore all over, unable to stand up.

But they were not angry but happy.

They raised their heads and looked forward.

They saw that the holy storm around them had dissipated.

After the storm, surrounded by snow-capped mountains, there was a more majestic snow-capped mountain!

That mountain was much higher than the original peak of the maze valley.

On the peak, stood a towering tree.

Its color was like bronze, surrounded by clouds and mist, precious light soaring into the sky, and rainbows were continuous.

On the treetops, there were endless treasures.

Ten thousand treasures were like bells, ringing softly.

"The Emperor God Tree! It is indeed the Emperor God Tree! Our deduction is correct. Behind the Imperial Dragon Relics, there is the Emperor Clan's strongest treasure, the Emperor God Tree!" The Nine-Eyed Saint Ancestor's incarnation could not help but shout.

As the Nine-Eyed Saint Ancestor's incarnation shouted, streaks of colorful rays of light rose from the Emperor God Tree and went straight up into the sky.

The entire core of the ancient world was filled with auspicious colors, as if it had turned into a festive decoration.

The ancestors, saints, and even corpses everywhere looked towards the direction of the Snow Peak Valley.

A large number of corpses howled excitedly and rushed towards the source of the auspicious colors like wild beasts.

The incarnations of the saints and ancestors immediately changed direction, wanting to get a piece of the pie.

In the far distance, several terrifying ancestral corpses with a momentum far exceeding that of the ninety-nine ancestral corpses slowly rose up like a mountain range, and the mountains and rocks around them kept falling, and even the tombs of the corpses slid along their bodies.

In the void, dense black chains flew out and fell on them, strangling them tightly, penetrating into their flesh and blood, and into their bones.

Each ancestral corpse was a giant in the ancient times and the master of the world.

A full five terrifying saint ancestral corpses, carrying the power accumulated over a million years, slowly moved forward in the bondage of black chains.

When they met mountains, the mountains opened, and when they met seas, the seas split.

Wherever he passed, the mountains and seas were in turmoil, and the seas and fields changed dramatically.

On the back of Shengyuan Star, directly below Shengyuan Continent, there was the Zhenyu Sea.

In the center of the dry seabed with a radius of 100,000 miles, a volcano stood tall.

In the volcano, magma was shaking, and the divine fire was flying.

Above the crater, a drop of crystal clear water was suspended.

In the water drop, there was an ocean of 100,000 miles.

Crack...

The water drop broke, and endless sea water rushed out.

A violent voice sounded in the Zhenyu Sea, and the invincible ancestral power swept in all directions.

Wherever the ancestral power passed, the space collapsed, the earth collapsed, and all things withered.

The power of the Saint Ancestor, the eternal destruction.

Suddenly, the sea water in the four seas shook.

In each ocean, a dragon pillar rose, and on top of the dragon pillar, the four seas dragon palaces floated to the surface.

Above each dragon palace, a treasure was hung high, and the ancestral power was vast, connected as one, covering the volcano in the Zhenyu Sea.

"Hmph!"

In the Zhenyu Sea, an unhappy snort sounded, with a hint of fear hidden in it.

Zu Wei restrained himself.