The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 3177 Star Shepherd Technique

"Run!"

Linghuan noticed Fang Yun's intention and suddenly roared. His body became completely transparent and completely merged into the void. At the same time, his huge holy thoughts burst out, and a super giant saint with a height of 100,000 miles appeared above Fang Yun's head. Think of the arms.

The super giant arm had no skin at all, revealing bright red muscles and white tendons. The holy power flowed on it. He extended an index finger and pointed at Fang Yun, piercing the space and the void, getting infinitely close to the Saint Ancestor's strike.

The great sage's combat skills refer to heaven and earth.

Fang Yun remained motionless.

The seventeen half-spirit tribes turned to look at Ling Huan, not quite understanding why he wanted to let them escape. The spirit tribe was not an ordinary tribe. They specialized in holy thoughts and were extremely sensitive to danger, even if Fang Yun could slightly control time. , it is impossible for them to be as unresponsive as other semi-saints.

But, in the next moment, they understood.

In front of each Spirit Tribe Semi-Saint, a mirror appeared out of thin air. The frame was stained with patina, and the mirror surface was oval. There seemed to be a faint mist and very shallow cracks.

Each Eldar demi-saint saw his own face in the mirror.

Seventeen mirrors hang in the air.

Click...

All seventeen mirrors exploded, and an infinitesimal black hole appeared in the center of each mirror. An infinitesimal pale white thread appeared in each black hole.

The seventeen silk threads look weaker than silk, but wherever the silk threads pass, the holy path fills the air, the space is shattered, and the void trembles.

The seventeen semi-saints of the Spirit Race were shocked. This turned out to be the thread condensed by the holy thoughts, and it was the genuine inheritance of the sea-fishing man!

The Spirit Clan once considered themselves to be the strongest ethnic group in cultivating the Holy Mind. They once set up an arena in Kunlun to challenge all the tribes in the world.

In the beginning, the Spirit Clan will win every battle and become famous in all realms.

But something unexpected happened at the end.

First, the Great Saint Mu Xingke swept away all the saints under the Holy Ancestor of the Spirit Race and floated away.

Then the Great Sage Diao Haiweng struck from across the boundary and severely damaged a careless Spirit Clan Saint Ancestor.

Later, the severely injured Saint Ancestor of the Spirit Race cultivated himself for many years. After recovering his strength, he left Kunlun and personally sought revenge on Diao Haiweng. However, Diao Haiweng had already been promoted to Saint Ancestor by that time.

The Holy Ancestor of the Spirit Tribe didn't even see the Sea-Drawing Weng, and was killed by the Sea-Drawing Weng on the way.

Not long after, Diao Haiweng took action from across the boundary, severely injuring the Seventh Ancestor of the Spirit Clan and shocking all the worlds. Among them, the fourth ancestor was seriously injured and had to go out to find a cure. As a result, he had disputes with other tribes and the fourth ancestor died.

Later, it was spread in all realms that the sea-fishing man destroyed half of the Spirit Tribe.

From then on, the Spirit Race never dared to leave Kunlun.

All races in the world finally know that whether they are Shepherds or Seafarers, their spiritual inheritance is superior to that of the Spirit Race.

Seeing the sea-fishing thread again, all the half-saints of the Spirit Race remembered the ancient legends and the terrifying sea-fishing seaweed.

Uh-huh...

Seventeen threads of holy thoughts passed through the spirit clan, cutting the space, and then quickly retracted.

The seventeen semi-saints of the Spirit Race, whose bodies were originally almost transparent, had dark space cracks from the top of their heads to between their legs.

Their bodies split in two and turned into watery corpses, scattered on the ground.

All seventeen semi-saints of the spirit race perished.

The bodies of the semi-saints from all races are trembling. What kind of monster is this human race?

It’s just that the holy war poem is so strong, and it’s enough to master the power of two holy ancestors. How can it still have the inheritance of Diao Haiweng?

The power of Diao Haiweng is indeed only suitable for Diao Haiweng himself, but the cultivation method of Diao Haiweng is so important that everyone can practice it, and as long as the holy thoughts are strong enough, one can create various powers on his own.

For example, Fang Yun's bronze mirror just now is obviously far inferior to the sea of ​​mirrors fishing for seaweeds, but it saves energy and is most suitable for Fang Yun.

"Lucky!"

The Great Holy Spirit let out an angry roar. Even when faced with an enemy who had inherited the inheritance of the Sea-Drawing Weng, he had no fear and was only bent on revenge.

"Your holy thoughts are a little weak."

While Fang Yun was speaking, he held the air in his right hand, as if holding an invisible whip, and flicked it upward.

The stars in the sky appeared at Fang Yun's feet. In an instant, thousands of stars surged out and the sky lit up.

The saints were dumbfounded to see that the place where Fang Yun was seemed to have turned into a fountain of stars, and countless stars rose into the sky, as bright and brilliant as a waterfall of stars flowing backwards.

Born in all realms, it is my shepherd!

"Herding Star Technique..."

The saints murmured the same words.

The fingers of heaven and earth descended, and stars surged up. The two sides collided violently, and dense void cracks exploded around the super giant arm. The entire arm continued to explode and shrink as if being bitten by countless bloodthirsty insect swarms.

Eventually, the fingers of heaven and earth were swallowed up by the stars.

The stars continued to rise, flew straight into the sky, and disappeared at the end of the starry sky.

"Pfft..." Ling Huan stuttered and took a few steps back. Finally, his body swayed slightly, and it took all his life's willpower to keep it up.

"Are you... the one sent by Mu Xing Ke and Diao Hai Weng to destroy our spiritual clan?" Ling Huan's eyes finally showed fear.

The ancestors of the Spirit Clan once issued a ban, never to provoke the Shepherds and Seafarers, and they lived in peace for many years after that.

Ling Huan did not expect that many years later, the common descendant of the two clans would appear, and as soon as he appeared, he would kill seventeen semi-saints of the spirit clan, severely damaging his peak as a great saint.

The Holy Thoughts of the Spirit Race are very strong, but all Holy Thoughts have a fatal flaw, that is, once defeated, they will inevitably be injured and difficult to recover, unlike the Holy Body, which can be reborn quickly.

Fang Yun looked at Ling Huan and said, "I killed the Spirit Tribe Half-Saint not because of me, but because you forced me to do it. Idiots will never understand such a simple truth. Peak Great Saint?"

A look of ridicule appeared on the corner of Fang Yun's mouth, and then, a huge mirror with a diameter of a hundred feet appeared in front of him.

It can also be said that it is a small lake.

Behind Fang Yun, a fishing line appeared. There was no fishhook at the end of the line, but a thunder ink sword.

"Sea of ​​Mirrors, Fishhook of Saint Thought..."

The saints took a breath. Originally, they thought that Fang Yun had obtained the incomplete cultivation method of Diao Haiweng. Now they saw Fang using the power of the sea of ​​mirrors and fishing hooks, and realized that even if Fang Yun did not obtain all the inheritance of Diao Haiweng, Not far away either.

"Wait, we must have a misunderstanding..." Linghuan really didn't want to accept that he just cursed someone and encountered such a disaster, and was still thinking of a way to solve it.

"So we have to resolve the misunderstanding." Fang Yun took a deep look at Ling Huan, the fishing line drooped, and the Thunder Black Sword sank into the Mirror Lake.

"You can't do this, the ancestors of the Spiritual Race will not let you go!"

After Linghuan shouted, he quickly retreated, and at the same time released various powers and even the Great Sage's treasure to hinder Fang's luck.

The nearby saints suddenly retreated quickly. They knew that Fang Yun did not attack them, but they all sensed that there seemed to be a terrifying giant beast walking through the void between Fang Yun and Linghuan. The giant beast had the power to destroy the world. .

"We can't let him succeed! Friends of the Spirit Clan, you can't just sit idly by!"

Wa Si suddenly roared, and saw countless ripples suddenly rippling in the space between Linghuan and Fang Yun, forming a spatial swamp. Although Fang Yun's fishing skills were powerful, they were still slightly affected.