The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 3269 Buried River

Lang Liao cursed in his heart, who on earth did he meet? How could a mere Great Sage be so terrifying?

Afterwards, Lang Liao was filled with depression. If he was outside the core of the ancient world, he could kill the Great Sage with one claw, but now he was suppressed by the power of the core of the ancient world. If he really wanted to take action, he would definitely pay a huge price.

Even, he only had one chance to take action.

If he failed, he might be further suppressed by the core of the ancient world. At that time, Fang Yun could kill him.

What Lang Liao could not tolerate the most was that he was a living ancestor, completely different from an ancestor corpse, so the suppression of the core of the ancient world on him was much stronger than that of other ancestor corpses.

Lang Liao was angry, and the ancestor's power in his body was surging, but he could not release it.

After a moment, he gritted his teeth and roared. His silver hair had already turned yellow, and after this roar, another large area of ​​hair turned completely yellow, and the roots deep into the wolf skin also lost their silver color.

The fierce and surging aura covered a million miles, like a viscous liquid that solidified the space.

At the edge of a million miles, moons appeared in the sky, and these moons were connected like pearls, as if a moon necklace surrounded the world.

On each moon, the figure of Lang Liao appeared.

The power of the Holy Ancestor, thousands of moons reflected the sky.

Countless moons emitted clear moonlight, shining on Lang Liao.

The rich moonlight gathered on Lang Liao, and even slightly stretched the black chain at the core of the ancient world, making the aura of Lang Liao rise step by step.

After a moment, all the black chains were slightly stretched, and a gap of about 100 feet appeared between the chains and the holy body of Lang Liao.

"Enough!"

Blood flowed from Lang Liao's eyes like a waterfall.

The world shook, dense wailing and crying echoed in the sky, one after another space cracks emerged out of thin air, and one after another blood-colored rivers fell from the sky.

When the Holy Ancestor was angry, all the worlds would collapse!

Lang Liao bent slightly, and instantly left the ground, soared into the air, waving his giant claws like a mountain, and slapped Fang Yun.

Wherever the giant claws passed, the space collapsed and the void shook.

Approaching Fang Yun, the giant claws suddenly changed, and there were galaxies circling above each claw tip!

Saint Ancestor's fighting skills, bury the river!

In Lang Liao's eyes, the void cracked, the world collapsed, there was neither anger nor happiness, there was only indifference and indifference like killing insects.

Saint Ancestor raised his head and looked at the sky.

At this moment, Lang Liao was the real Saint Ancestor.

A lifetime of ruthlessness, only the holy way.

With this blow, thousands of galaxies will be buried.

A strange vision formed between heaven and earth, that was the cry of the galaxies of all worlds, they were crying for their compatriots.

The moment the claws of the galaxy approached, Fang Yun disappeared.

In the eyes of Lang Liao, who was originally ruthless and careless, the world melted, and a face full of questions emerged, as if his mind was full of questions, where did Fang Yun go?

It looked like a giant husky.

At this moment, Lang Liao denied almost all possibilities.

This is the core of the ancient world!

Let alone Fang Yun, even if he, Lang Liao, was not sealed by the core of the ancient world, he could only perform ordinary space transfer, and could not move away in this environment where the void was shattered by the Saint Ancestor's fighting skills.

Not only is the power insufficient, but the mastery of the Void Saint Way is also insufficient.

Basically, in the battle of the Saint Ancestors of the Ten Thousand Worlds, the power of transfer is rarely used, because everyone's mastery of the Void Saint Way is similar. As long as the void is broken, or there is the power of the chaotic vacuum, it is difficult to transfer, and it can only be head-on.

As for the legendary saints of those legendary tribes, they have mastered the Void Saint Way to the extreme, and it is indeed possible to transfer.

But why Fang Yun?

Lang Liao even suspected that he was under an illusion, and whether a saint who was proficient in illusion was targeting him.

Lang Liao still wanted to find Fang Yun, but the core of the ancient world would not give him another chance.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh...

Ten times more black chains than before appeared out of thin air, tightly wrapped around the Lang Liao ancestor in mid-air, and then suddenly pulled it down.

Boom...

Before the Lang Liao in mid-air could fully release the power of the Buried River, it was directly pulled back to the ground by the black chains and fell heavily to the ground.

The ancestor fell to the ground, not hurting, but the aftermath flattened the mountains and rivers for 100,000 miles, and the earth sank.

Lang Liao didn't care about the changes in the topography here at all, and his eyes were still full of questions.

How could Fang Yun move away in that situation?

Why?

Where is Fang Yun?

Suddenly, his eyeballs moved and found that Fang Yun walked out of the void and appeared in the sky again.

The wolf hair on Lang Liao's body exploded.

Wandering in the void!

This is a kind of Saint Ancestor power that sounds unimpressive, and it is also a kind of Saint Ancestor power that is unimpressive when it is used.

The power of this Saint Ancestor is very simple. When a person enters the void, he becomes one with the void. At the highest level, he can walk and shuttle in the chaotic vacuum, completely unaffected by any external force.

Only two types of Saint Ancestors can walk in the void.

One is the luckiest Saint Ancestor of the Void Clan. With good luck, he will naturally obtain this innate ancestral power when he is enthroned, but there are only a few in history.

One is to reach the extreme mastery of the Void Saint Dao, close to the highest level.

The Emperor Dragon of Destruction in those days could not do it, but the Emperor Dragons of the Heavens who deeply studied the Void Saint Dao could walk in the void.

But why can Fang Yun do it?

Lang Liao stared at Fang Yun with his wolf eyes as big as a lake in disbelief.

Lang Liao could not understand at all. Although his Saint Ancestor’s full-strength attack was controlled by the core of the ancient world, he could still exert 30% to 40% of his peak strength. Why could Fang Yun avoid it?

"Which ancient being are you reincarnated from? If you are really powerful, our demon world can submit to you!" Lang Liao looked at Fang Yun, doubtful and uncertain, and his words seemed to be completely sincere.

Walking in the void made him feel fear and the threat of death.

He didn't want to die.

He had been sealed for 10,000 years, and he wanted to leave here!

He originally wanted to accumulate strength to break through the core blockade of the ancient world in the end and escape at the cost of serious injuries, but now, the accumulated strength is being lost.

The hope of leaving is getting slimmer and slimmer.

He doesn't want to die!

Fang Yun held the Emperor God Tree in his hand and stood in the sky looking down at Lang Liao.

"I accept your submission." Fang Yun said condescendingly.

"You haven't told me your true identity yet." Lang Liao seemed to be extremely sincere.

Fang Yun looked at the Emperor God Tree in his hand and said, "Can't you see? This ancestor is the reincarnation of the World-Destroying Dragon."

Lang Liao was stunned for a moment, staring at the Emperor God Tree for a long time, with a gleam in his eyes. After a long time, he said helplessly, "This joke is not funny."

"If this emperor is not the reincarnation of the World-Destroying Dragon, how can I have such a status today. In addition, do you know my current identity?"

As Fang Yun said this, colorful light rushed into the sky around him, and the aura of the Taichu World-Destroying Dragon surged.

Lang Liao's heart was throbbing and horrified.

The aura emanating from Fang Yun was too terrifying. This was the aura of the clan king of the Lord of All Worlds. He had seen this aura on Luan Mang and Zu Long.

And this aura was so old, even older than Luan Mang and Zu Long.

"Are you really the clan leader of the Taichu World-Destroying Dragon?"

Lang Liao was stunned.