The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 3272 The Eternal Battlefield

The core of the ancient world.

Fang Yun stepped on the ancestral body of the wolf and shuttled to another great treasure land.

The wolf used the ancestral technique to split into two, and the holy thoughts and soul were equivalent to the main body. They were sealed by the ancient ship of the Ten Thousand Worlds and completely lost contact with the ancestral body.

The main body is immortal, and the ancestral body is immortal.

Now, Fang Yun is equivalent to having a living holy ancestor mount.

Although the strength of this holy ancestor mount has been greatly reduced, in terms of realm, it is a genuine holy ancestor, better than Fang Yun.

Wherever the wolf passed, the ancestral power was vast and the moonlight was shining. It seemed that the moonlight swept through the area within a million miles, and the vitality dissipated a little.

After absorbing the vitality of the outside world, the moonlight returned to the ancestral body of the wolf and nourished the wolf.

Fang Yun had previously obtained a lot of secrets of the Kunlun tribe, and he already knew that every time the core of the ancient world was opened, the Kunlun tribe would basically go to four places.

One of them was the Snow Peak Mysterious Valley.

The second is the Ancestral Corpse Barren Mountain. There are many ancestral corpses of the Kunlun tribe buried there. The Kunlun tribe goes there to worship their ancestors and hope to receive rewards from the ancestral corpses.

The third is the Eternal Battlefield. It is the largest battlefield in the core of the ancient world. Many saints who died in battle in the Ten Thousand Worlds will appear in the Eternal Battlefield as long as their bodies disappear.

The Eternal Battlefield is the most dangerous place in the core of the ancient world, and it is also the biggest treasure for the Kunlun Ancient World.

The saints’ fighting spirits and ancestral corpses there will slowly revive even if they die, and they will fight frequently.

Forty percent of the damaged ancestral treasures in the Kunlun Ancient World come from the Eternal Battlefield.

The fourth is the Shenyou Ancient Land.

The Shenyou Ancient Land is one of the earliest places where the core of the ancient world was born. There are many traces of ancient tribes left, and it is also the largest place of inheritance in the core of the ancient world.

The Kunlun tribe has always believed that the Shenyou Ancient Land has an extraterritorial inheritance.

However, although the Shenyou Ancient Land is mysterious, few people are really willing to go there.

Every time in the core of the ancient world, the most people are in the Eternal Battlefield.

Of the tens of thousands of saints and ancestors who entered the core this time, nearly half should be in the Eternal Battlefield.

Fang Yun stepped on the Wolf Fang Saint Ancestor, constantly flashing in the air, and a flash was a million miles away.

Wherever he passed, he killed all the monsters and their subordinate tribes.

If he met the Kunlun tribe, except for the Night Tribe and the tribes that had not been enemies with him before, he would kill them all.

Except for the core of the ancient world, all tribes of the Kunlun tribe cried and raged, because the saints who entered the core of the ancient world fell one after another.

Even the saints had gloomy faces.

They could sense that their clones were constantly dying.

Even so, they didn't care about the core of the ancient world.

Because just the White Demon of the Dark Night and the Great Corpse Chaos were enough to make them unable to split themselves.

What's more, a difficult evil dragon came to the Royal Family Mountain. I don't know how many saints he ate, and then he fell asleep in the Royal Court of the Imperial Family after eating.

Outside the Eternal Battlefield, Lang Liao stopped. The light in his eyes dimmed slightly, but the fur around him became brighter, and the silver-white color slowly replaced the yellow.

Without the suppression of the core of the ancient world, the power of the Saint Ancestor was naturally recovering.

Fang Yun stood on top of Lang Liao and looked ahead.

Ahead was a thick fog, covering the Eternal Battlefield of billions of miles.

In the Eternal Battlefield, there were not only ancestral corpses, ancestral skeletons, and Saint Ancestor fighting spirits, but also various dead races.

In the Eternal Battlefield, the power of the core of the ancient world was weakened to the extreme, and the ancestral corpses could move easily, but their power would still be weakened, with about 1% of their power.

One percent of the power of the Saint Ancestor was also countless times better than that of the peak Great Saint.

Not only would the saints who entered this time come to the Eternal Battlefield, just like the top of the maze valley, the saints of all generations would also enter here to practice.

The Eternal Battlefield was also known as the place of genius of the Kunlun people.

Before any Saint Ancestor is canonized, he will hone himself in the eternal battlefield for tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years.

Even if the ancestors are canonized, they will continue to send their avatars to this place to practice, and then gradually take back their avatars to absorb their insights.

Lang Liao stepped in, and Fang Yun broke through the fog.

"Kill..."

Loud and dense shouts of killing sounded.

Fang Yun glanced and saw an army of tens of thousands of semi-saint skeletons!

This was a common force in the ancient times.

The most powerful Ten Thousand Saints Army at that time, led by a Saint Ancestor, could defeat another Saint Ancestor with absolute advantage.

In the center of this Ten Thousand Saints Army, stood a Great Saint.

These skeletons of semi-saints looked like fish bones, floating in the air, but their heads were like lion and tiger skulls, each of them was extremely fierce, and they rushed over fearlessly.

In this kind of formation, even a Great Saint would flee here, but Fang Yun did not move.

Lang Liao raised his wolf claws and patted them gently.

At first glance, it seemed that he was just patting the open space in front of him.

However, above the Ten Thousand Saints Army, an invisible force suddenly fell, as if the sky was collapsing.

Boom...

The entire Ten Thousand Saints Army was smashed into the ground by the invisible force, and collapsed with the ground.

"Not bad."

Fang Yun did not expect that Lang Liao's casual attack did not hurt any of the Half Saints!

The Ten Thousand Saints Army was strong enough to withstand the ordinary attack of the Saint Ancestor.

Fang Yun stepped on Lang Liao lightly with his right foot.

Lang Liao leaned forward slightly, took a deep breath, and then roared at the big pit in front.

"Ah..."

The land within a thousand miles, together with the ten thousand skeleton army, was lifted up like dust and flew in all directions.

The broken land flew in a mess, scraping the ground thousands of feet.

"It's really powerful."

Fang Yun knew that if he borrowed treasures or war poems, he could also reach this level, but Lang Liao did not use any ability at all, just opened his mouth and blew normally.

In his heyday, Lang Liao could even blow down countless solar systems with one breath.

"Start killing!"

After Fang Yun finished speaking, the mobile conquest gate appeared behind him.

Then, a star shadow appeared behind the gate, hanging high in the sky.

The Dragon City planet.

At this moment, a tall and majestic dragon-carved giant gate appeared in the sky above Dragon City, connecting the four seas below and the sky above.

The fighting spirits of all tribes in Dragon City looked at the giant gate, and their hearts were filled with trembling.

They had a feeling that the giant gate was the master of Dragon City, and they were just soldiers in the eyes of the giant gate.

A loud horn sounded.

Above the giant gate, the void was broken, and an evil palace surrounded by black mist appeared.

The ancient treasure, the extremely evil temple.

At the moment of seeing the Temple of Extreme Evil, the night fell in the eyes of all the fighting spirits in Dragon City, and they became soulless and thoughtless, like puppets.

A huge vortex appeared in the Gate of Displacement and Conquest.

A huge suction force appeared.

In Dragon City, all the fighting spirits, whether ancient monsters or dragons, whether water creatures or aliens, were all sucked into it.

Even the powerful will of the Dragon Emperor seemed to lose control, attached to the corresponding ancestral treasures, and was sucked into it.

The core of the ancient world, the eternal battlefield.

A terrifying aura permeated the eternal battlefield, as if a bloody giant beast slowly woke up and looked down at the earth.

The eternal battlefield was furious.

In the huge gate of displacement and conquest, the fighting spirits of Dragon City came out in droves, led by the thoughts of the Dragon Emperor or the ancient monster saint, and rushed into the black fog of the battlefield in many ways.