The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 2379 Verification Method

Many legacy dragons looked at Ao Wushan, wondering how he would respond.

Ao Wushan moved ten feet forward, stared at Fang Yun, and said slowly: "You can't wait until she speaks. You don't have much time, you still have twenty breaths. After twenty breaths, don't hold anything back. !”

"As you command!"

The Legacy Dragon Clan once again poured all its strength into the Dragon Horn Sea, and the water flowed like five giant rivers.

Fang Yun's Second Dragon Seal issued a mighty pressure, but the combination of Ao Huo's Second Dragon Seal and the power of the Jiao Holy Spirit Skeleton behind Ao Wushan firmly blocked the power of the Second Dragon Seal.

This is the strength of the Legacy Dragon Clan. They have two dragon seals, a true dragon identity, and a semi-sacred body. Even if Fang Yun is the real Wenxing Dragon Lord, he can't do anything to them.

Fang Yun took one last look at Ao Wushan, with a look of regret in his eyes, and said, "Actually, there is a way to verify whether I am the real Lord Wenxing Longjue, or whether I am the special envoy of the Supervisory Council."

"Oh? Tell me." Ao Wushan said.

“You are the method of verification.”

After Fang Yun finished speaking lightly, the deep blue ocean above suddenly turned dark, and the entire holy tomb was shrouded in a huge black shadow. A wave of pressure from the holy way that was far more terrifying and vast than the remains of the holy dragon came down.

The weight of the holy power is like Mount Tai pressing down on the top, like the sky drooping.

An Optimus Pillar seemed to break through the sky and fall from the top. It looked very slow, but it was impossible to avoid.

That is the giant claw of the Great Sage Negative Yue.

There is no divine light, no vision, just pure holy body attacking.

Under the giant claws, the space is frozen, and nothing can escape.

The giant claw fell silently on the head of the holy dragon's body, crushed it silently, and continued to fall silently.

There was originally a sound, and the sound was like a loud bell, shaking the whole world. However, Negi Yue's power was so strong that all the water tribes present could not hear the sound.

Don't deserve to hear it either.

The giant claws of the Great Sage Negative Yue continued to fall.

Aowu Mountain is right below the head of the Holy Spirit Skeleton, or in other words, right below the head of the Holy Spirit Jiao before it was shattered.

It was only then that all the water tribesmen realized that this was the spiritual corpse of the Great Sage Negative Yue. Its power was far more powerful than the spiritual corpse of the Jiao Holy Spirit!

This is an almost invincible body, an immortal body.

Ao Wushan, who had always been calm and calm, changed drastically. Realizing that Fang Yun's murderous intention had become stronger, he instinctively roared: "You can't kill me! I am the son of the Dragon Saint of the West Sea, and I am the body of a true dragon! I have traveled thousands of times. Realm, favored by the will of the ancestors of the dragon clan! I have made good friends with the Dragon Clan and will become the future Lord of the West Sea Dragon Palace, commanding all dragons! I cannot die. If I die, the Dragon Clan Saint will not spare you! Blood Tomb Cemetery Saint! The will of the mausoleum saints will not spare you..."

The giant claws of the Great Saint Negative Mountain fell. When they were ten feet high above the head of Aowu Mountain, the holy mausoleum shook, and a surging and powerful holy power awakened from the depths of the ocean, like the Lord of all realms, patrolling the world.

As powerful as the Great Sage Negi Yue, he had to stop.

"Hahahaha..." Ao Wushan laughed wildly, "I am a descendant of the ancestral dragon, with the body of a true dragon, what can you do to me! Hahahaha... Fang Yun, go to hell, the will of the Holy Tomb will not spare you. , the dragon saints will not let you go! Hahaha..."

The faces of all the dragon clan relics showed expressions of ecstasy.

The Donghai tribe felt the aura of the Holy Tomb's will, and their faces were ashen.

While Ao Wushan was laughing wildly, the dragon outside Fang Yunwen Palace suddenly woke up, with a murderous look on his face, and looked up to the sky and roared.

Wen Gong Panlong's power seemed to be very weak, and even the sea water around Fang Yun did not fluctuate at all. All the other water tribes and dragon tribes did not hear the sound, as if it was just a useless wailing, which looked like a bluff.

However, the powerful Holy Power quietly withdrew.

Ao Wushan's smile solidified.

The great sage Negiyue lowered his giant claw and then raised it.

Aowu Mountain's dragon body and the sea water around it were instantly crushed into the tiniest dust, so small that no one present could see it clearly.

Everyone only saw that the place where Ao Wushan was suddenly turned into nothingness.

That space seemed to have been wiped away from the holy tomb by a huge force.

Then, the seawater rushed into the empty space crazily, filling the lack.

In the turbulent sea water, all the Dragon Clan of the West Sea were dumbfounded, and the eyes of all the Dragon Clan's descendants were dull.

They still don't understand what happened.

Not only that, the other Sanhai Dragon Palace also looked confused.

The body of a true dragon, the son of the Dragon Saint, was killed like this under the eyes of the Holy Tomb's will?

Then what was the purpose of the holy mausoleum's will showing its holy power just now? Just to come and see?

Only then did the dragons understand why Fang Yun said Aowu Mountain was the verification method.

As long as Fang Yun kills Ao Wushan and Shengling's will does not punish Fang Yun, then Fang Yun is the real Wenxing Longjue.

Should the will of the Holy Tomb choose a true dragon, the Dragon King, or the newly enthroned Dragon Lord of Wenxing?

There seems to be an answer.

Verification has been completed.

Soon, the thrilling shock of holy power brought the dragons back to reality from their shock.

The giant claw of the Great Sage Negative Yue fell for the second time.

"No..." Ao Huo, who was holding the Erlong Seal, screamed miserably.

The two dragon seals formed a powerful treasure light, and the five rivers on the Longjiao Sea were roiling, but they could not stop the negative mountain giant claws in the slightest.

That is the majestic holy power that can break through the sun!

Seeing that the giant claw was about to fall, Ao Huo suddenly knelt on the ground and cried loudly: "Your Majesty Wenxing Longjue, Ao Huo is guilty, please forgive me. From now on, Ao Huo will behave like a cow and a horse..."

"The truth needs to be verified repeatedly." Fang Yun said indifferently.

Ao Huo collapsed.

The Fuyue giant claw fell, and Ao Huo's huge dragon emperor body instantly exploded into blood mist, spreading all over the nearby sea water and falling on the bodies of the vestigial dragons.

The Fuyue giant claw raised and stepped down slowly for the third time.

All the vestigial dragons collapsed.

"Greetings to His Majesty Wenxing Longjue!" A real dragon dragon emperor crawled on the bottom of the water and bowed his head.

"Greetings to the special envoy of the Grand Supervisory Council!"

"Greetings to His Majesty the Governor!"

All the dragons were like the most humble pseudo-dragons, all falling from the water to the bottom of the water, lying on the ground, trembling.

Almost all the dragons had the same voice wailing in their hearts.

"Don't verify it again..."

The water creatures in the East China Sea Dragon Palace saw this scene, and their hearts almost jumped out. Even if they saw the Dragon Saint, the worship actions of these dragons could not be so perfect, so uniform, and so humble.

The Fuyue giant claw stopped, and then, the holy body of the Fuyue Great Saint disappeared like a sky.

Fang Yun stretched out his hand, and the sea water surged, taking all the holy bodies of Jiaosheng except the dragon head, the semi-holy treasures Longjiaohai and Erlongyuxi into the swallowing sea shell.

Without the power of Erlongxixi, the pressure from Wenxing Longjue and the special envoy of the Great Supervisory Council pressed down on the dragon clan of the legacy veins like a mountain.

Whether it was the Dragon Emperor's legacy veins or the Yuling Palace's legacy veins, they had completely surrendered at this moment.

"I heard that you want Yuwei to marry the legacy veins? Let me see who wants to marry Yu." The water throne appeared behind Fang Yun, and he sat down slowly, looking down at the dragons like a king.

The dragons of the legacy veins were speechless, because in name it was Ao Huo who wanted to marry, but in reality it was Ao Wushan who married Long Yuwei, but both of them died.

A big dragon king suddenly said: "Your Majesty Wenxing Longjue, only you are worthy of marrying Princess Yuwei!"

"Yes, yes, yes..." The dragons nodded frantically, like chicks pecking at rice.

The water creatures of the East Sea Dragon Palace were stunned for a moment and laughed secretly. The dragons of the South Sea Dragon Palace and the North Sea Dragon Palace didn't know whether to laugh or cry. The atmosphere on the scene changed too quickly.

Obviously, the dragons of the legacy lineage misunderstood and thought Fang Yun was here to steal the bride.

Fang Yun thought for a long time but couldn't figure out why it suddenly turned into a forced marriage by the dragons. How should he answer this?

Fang Yun began to think about whether he should summon the Fu Yue Great Sage again to solve this problem once and for all.