The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 2229 Swallowing the Plague

"The war has begun." Xi Luan's heart tightened.

Fang Yun nodded slightly, and saw Xingliu move slightly, and the Eagle Emperor's spirit bones and the Snake Emperor's spirit bones slowly emerged from the back.

Xi Luan glanced back, then looked at his third-level bear barbarian king's spirit skeleton, and said helplessly: "How many good things do you still have in your hands? Do I know that you used three drops of negative Yue's blood to get the blood from our Xi family?" In exchange for Xi Zu’s holy blood.”

"Are you wearing the semi-saint robe and crown?" Fang Yun asked.

A strange look flashed in Xi Luan's eyes, and he said, "Take it with me."

"I'm really willing to give it up. Regarding this trip to the Holy Burial Valley, was Xizu Sheng already prepared before his death?" Fang Yun asked.

Xi Luan's eyelids twitched, and he said: "Xi Zu is prepared, but he will do everything he can to obey fate. I don't ask for that amazing treasure. If I can return to Shengyuan Continent safely, and I can take some things with me, it will be considered as something that was not in vain." One trip.”

"Yes, the most important thing is not the treasures, but our practice." Fang Yun said.

Xi Luan looked into the distance and said: "There is a huge momentum there, and I am afraid that the world has been established. I hope that the demon emperor will not join the war, especially the demon emperor."

"Since the battle started there, it means that the Demon Emperor and other nearby emperors have penetrated deep into the God-given mountains and seas. Otherwise, the battle is over." Fang Yun said.

Xi Luan nodded and said: "The emperor's literary giants will never fight outside the God-given mountains. In their eyes, the God-given mountains and seas are related to the opportunity for sainthood. Even if they kill all the others, there will be no benefit. What's more, Since our human race founded the world, it is supplemented by the sacred energy of the spirit bones. If the emperor does not have the holy treasure, it will be difficult to defeat it in a short time. "

The two of them were chatting when they suddenly sensed a spiritual light rushing in front of them, and their expressions immediately became stern.

That was the human race's signal for help.

Fang Yun released his breath, stretched out his hand, and the spiritual light immediately turned and flew towards him.

Fang Yun stretched out his hand and patted it, and the spiritual light turned into fluctuations of spiritual thoughts to convey the message.

Xi Luan watched quietly from the side.

Fang Yun used his spiritual mind to read the information contained in the aura and said: "It turned out to be Mr. Wenzong He Mingyuanhe. When he rushed to the sea outside Shenci Mountain, he not only encountered three great scholars, but also encountered many demons and barbarians. Those demons and barbarians were crazy. Attacked, the four of them had to open up the world and barely hold on. Later, a barbarian emperor arrived, and the emperor attacked, forcing one of the great scholars to chant "Crossing the Lingding Ocean" to burn his life. When he called for help, the emperor had already stopped attacking. I am hesitating whether to enter the God-given mountains and seas or to stay there.”

"Then the four of them are probably in danger. Fortunately, it is the farthest away from the Demon Barbarian Blood Tomb Cemetery, but it is very close to the Blood Tomb Cemetery of the Dragon Clan, Human Race and Ancient Demon Clan. Otherwise, I am afraid it would be even more dangerous." Xi Luan looked worried. color.

Fang Yun said: "Mr. He Mingyuan is lucky. He has an emperor's spiritual skeleton, which can last for a while. Moreover, the blood tomb cemeteries of some foreign races such as the Fire Clan are closer to there. If they encounter it, they will definitely not leave the human race alone. Most of them know it. The principle of dying lips and cold teeth.”

"We can't get there immediately, we can only hope that they can hold on."

The two stopped talking and began to prepare for the battle.

A volume of history books appeared in front of Xi Luan. He read it silently in his mind and began to prepare for the next step in communicating with the long river of history.

Fang Yunze said: "Mr. Xi, I want to improve the power of the station. I'm afraid I won't be able to distract myself for a while. I hope you can take care of me."

"Just go ahead and do it," Xi Luan said.

Fang Yun nodded, and released his family, country, and world, as if enveloped by a zhang-shaped transparent ball of light. Then he released all nine observatories in sequence, and finally released the medical books and the holy scale where the Lord of Plague's avatar was located.

Fang Yun's surroundings immediately emitted a strange brilliance, as if the Holy Way had appeared and the Dharma had disappeared.

Xi Luan stared at the nine pedestals above Fang Yun's head in stunned silence. He had a lot of things to ask but couldn't speak, like a hundred claws scratching his heart.

Finally, he set his eyes on the holy soul pedestal, looked at the statues of the three saints Wang Jinglong, Zhang Zhongjing and Hua Tuo, and opened his mouth wide.

As an important descendant of a semi-saint family, he had vaguely heard of this legendary literary platform that was only in the imagination of saints. He also heard that once this literary platform appeared, it could crush all other literary platforms. He did not expect that it would appear here. .

What also surprised Xi Luan was that Fang Yun's family, country, and world exuded the true aura of the power of the Holy Way. Even though the aura was extremely weak, the power of the Holy Way was the power of the Holy Way and could not be adulterated.

Xi Luan had a feeling that if his family, country, and world were like steel shields, then Fang Yun's family, country, and world were like fortresses made of steel, which was not a force at the same level at all.

Xi Luan's expression kept changing, and he even had the urge to stretch out his fingers and touch Fang Yun's family, country, and world. However, Fang Yun needed to be quiet, so he finally endured it and waited until Fang Yun was done before asking.

In the family, country and world, the holy energy is surging and the power of decay is surrounding. Fang Yun will exert his power to the extreme.

Then, the Xinghuo Huntianjian appeared behind Fang Yun, turning into a huge brass disk that slowly rotated, exuding a faint pressure of the holy way.

Fang Yun closed his eyes and sat still. After a while, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the holy scales of the Lord of Plague.

The scales suddenly trembled and let out a soft chirp, as if issuing a warning in a crisis.

The next moment, all the decaying power in the family, country and world rushed into the scales like an invisible wind.

The scales suddenly shook slightly, turning into a black cobra about a foot long, and pounced on Fang Yun.

At this moment, the statue of Wang Jinglong in the Holy Soul Observatory had bright eyes. He raised his arm and pointed it at the black snake. The black snake immediately exploded and turned into countless black smoke.

Fang Yun's eyes turned cold, and the power of his whole body surged. The True Dragon Ancient Sword, Wenyu, Wentai, the family, the world, and even the ink girl, the ink turtle, and the mist butterfly were all dispatched, like the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, each showing their magical powers, and trapped one to ten wisps of black smoke.

The poison attack Wentai was the most powerful, and it turned into a dark green snake, swallowing thirty wisps of black fog in one breath. But then the poison attack snake returned to Wentai, crawling motionlessly, slowly refining the power of the Lord of Plague.

There was a lot of black smoke, and even if Fang Yun used all his strength, he could only trap one twentieth of the smoke.

The remaining smoke quickly condensed together and turned into a black snake again.

The black cobra hissed angrily and pounced on Fang Yun, but Fang Yun was prepared and blocked it.

The battle was only in a small space, but the breath it exuded was extremely grand. Fang Yun's family, the world, was constantly shaking, like a crazy twisting catfish wrapped in a cloth bag.

Xi Luan was sitting ten feet away from Fang Yun, but he was hit by the dissipated power and couldn't breathe. He had to retreat again and again.

Below Fang Yun's seat was the emperor's spirit body, and now the water-like body slowly showed tiny cracks.

Xi Luan didn't know Fang Yun's intention at first, but soon realized that Fang Yun was actually stealing the power of the demon half-saint!

After a long while, Xi Luan said to himself: "Fang Yun's courage is greater than a realm!" Then he showed a look of pain.

"It hurts me just looking at it..." Xi Luan couldn't imagine how fierce the battle inside was.

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