The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 3307 The Heavenly Wolf Swallows the Moon

Above the Nanyue Tree, there is a bloody full moon hovering, exuding demonic power, strengthening the demon world and the demon barbarism every moment.

Fang Yun nodded and said: "This Nanyue tree is good, but it is a pity to put it here. If it can be planted in the human race and wash away the demon moon, the strength of the human race can be improved to a higher level."

Fang Yun lightly stamped his right foot.

The wolf roared low, suddenly disappeared on the spot, moved to high altitude, and appeared beside the demon moon.

At this moment, all the monsters were relieved. They felt that they were free again. However, the powerful power seemed to leave a shadow in their hearts. They did not dare to stand up, but instinctively looked up at the sky.

A huge silver wolf opened its mouth and swallowed the demon moon.

The wolf swallows the moon.

"No……"

The demons and barbarians let out heart-rending roars.

They couldn't believe that something like this would happen before their eyes.

Monster Moon is the most important source of power for Monster Man!

The holy ancestor of the demon world swallowed the moon of the demon world!

The sky suddenly became half dark.

Every monster felt as if a piece of his heart had been removed, and there seemed to be an empty space in his chest.

The monsters on the moon tree howled loudly, beat their chests and stamped their feet, many of them hit their heads on the ground, and the banging sounds were continuous.

The wolf swallowed Yaoyue, and in a flash, he returned to Fang Yun's feet. Then he turned his head and gently spit out the shrunken Yaoyue towards Fang Yun.

Fang Yun stretched out his hand and took a picture of the gradually shrinking demon moon.

Yaoyue appeared in Fang Yun's hands like a bloody crystal ball.

"As expected of an eternal emperor and an immortal being, this thing is truly exquisite and far beyond my reach now." Fang Yun nodded in praise.

When Luan Mang made the Demon Moon, he was already at the peak of the Saint Ancestor, and was only one step away from immortality.

"After re-refining this object, it can become the human crescent moon, absorbing the star power of all realms and tempering the human body. As for this moon tree..."

Fang Yun thought for a while, then suddenly stretched out his right hand, grasped it as if grabbing someone's neck, and then slowly raised it.

On the surface of the moon tree, electric light flashed and densely packed runes exploded.

However, an invisible force came and swept away everything.

Rumble...

The moon tree rose, the earth cracked, and dense tree roots poured out of the cracks in the earth.

Not long after, the moon tree was uprooted.

The dense tree roots formed a spherical shape, trapping something like a prison. There seemed to be the sound of a heart beating in the tree root prison.

The monsters lay on the ground, clawing at the ground with their claws, looking ahead in horror.

They had never seen such power.

This is not an ordinary tree, this is a moon tree, one hundred thousand miles high, containing incredible power, weighing far more than a star, and there is a powerful ancestral power on it.

But now, it was pulled up by someone.

One person's hand can hold up the heaven and the earth.

The demon barbarians were even more desperate. Only then did they realize that there was such a big gap between themselves and Fang Yun.

It's all so unreal.

At this moment, they even wondered whether they had been living in Fang Yun's palm prints?

Then, Fang Yun's right hand shook, just like an ordinary person grabbing a handful of celery to shake off the rotten and yellow leaves.

Such a huge moon tree began to tilt, and then began to shake up and down.

The hundreds of millions of monsters above were shaken off like dust on vegetable leaves, and fell densely from the sky.

The screams were loud.

As long as you reach the level of Demon Lord, you can still survive even if you fall from a higher place.

However, they are under Zuwei.

Even a semi-saint cannot exert any power amidst the ancestral power of the wolf's hostility.

Monsters all over the sky dropped like dumplings.

However, these "dumplings" did not fall into the pot, but fell heavily to the ground.

Crackling...

Looking from a high altitude, it looked like there were densely packed mosquitoes on the ground that had been swatted to death, and there was blood everywhere.

No one survives under the Demon King.

Even if he is lucky enough to survive serious injuries, he will be crushed to death by other monsters that fall down later.

The Demon King has rough skin and thick flesh. Even if he falls from such a high altitude, he will be seriously injured at most. If he is lucky, he will only be slightly injured.

However, every demon king or great demon king does not have the slightest joy in surviving the disaster.

They were still suppressed by Zuwei, like puppets, falling to the ground and among the corpses, their eyes dull.

In their lives, they have experienced countless battles and had countless fantasies. They are not afraid of death or the strong.

However, they never dreamed that one day they would end up in this situation.

Being shaken to the ground like dust by the human race is no longer a disrespectful thing, but almost a stain on the bloodline and a humiliation of the ancestors!

Each monster's eyes were extremely empty and blank.

Why does it become like this?

That Fang Yun was still holding on to the moon tree, swinging his right arm vigorously.

Heaven and earth seemed to be playthings in his hands.

"Perhaps this is the Holy Ancestor..."

The demon barbarians closed their eyes, and tears could not stop flowing from the corners of their eyes.

They have lost any intention of competing with Fang Yun, including those descendants of the ancestor gods who were once compared with Fang Yun.

Seeing this scene, Lang Kun's body trembled slightly.

She had no intention of sympathizing with her compatriots, and her heart was filled with fear and the fateful figure behind her.

On the far side of the demon world, on the Dongyue Tree, countless demon eyes projected this scene.

The monster on the Dongyue tree opened its mouth wide, its eyes widened, and its face was dull.

This was a battle beyond imagination.

Fang Yun was so strong that he didn't need to kill anyone at all. Everything in the demon world was his to take.

Killing the demon barbarian was just like brushing off dust. It was just a byproduct.

After shaking the demon barbarian almost to death, Fang Yun's right hand changed from holding to grabbing. The South Moon Tree quickly shrank and finally turned into a small wooden sculpture, which fell into Fang Yun's hand.

Fang Yun hung the wooden sculpture on the Emperor God Tree.

Then, Fang Yun grabbed with his right hand, and the three demon race semi-saints with a body length of ten thousand feet were like small animals being grabbed by the neck. They kicked their limbs and their bodies slowly rose.

"The best human research materials cannot be wasted." Fang Yun waved his finger, and three silver hairs flew out of the wolf's body, rolled up the three semi-saints, shrunk to a height of about a hundred feet, and hung them on his body.

Fang Yun suddenly looked up and looked at a certain point in the sky.

At this moment, the picture of all the demon eyes of the East Moon Tree was Fang Yun's face.

"See you soon." Fang Yun smiled and waved to them.

Every demon on the East Moon Tree seemed to be caught by an invisible hand, falling into suffocation and darkness.

Fang Yun disappeared in the demon's eyes.

The East Moon Tree was in chaos.

At the site of the South Moon Tree, a huge deep pit lay on the ground, and in and around the deep pit, there were densely packed demon corpses.

The ancestral power dissipated, and the demon kings and great demon kings stood up one after another.

They looked at the devastated land and their hometown with thousands of holes, without a trace of anger, nor the slightest thought of resistance.

Fang Yun, there is no need to kill them anymore.

These demon kings or great demon kings or even emperors who may be famous even outside the demon world are no longer worthy of Fang Yun's attention.

"How could it be like this..."

They looked up at the sky.

A huge white shadow emerged from the void.

The demon kings looked at this terrifying existence that slaughtered countless of their own kind, and they had no idea of ​​escaping at all, and even slowly went up to it.

They wanted to be freed even more.