Saint of the Confucian way

Fang Yun used Zhibao directly.

This means that you can't kill Fang Yun unless the strongest avatars pay a great price.

Seeing this scene, the incarnations of the ancestors shook their heads gently and were lucky. Fortunately, they were not stupid. Fang Yun dared to practice and was naturally prepared.

They know that those broken zubao are not the incarnation of yezu. They scold Fangyun in their hearts. It's a saint of many treasures! Not to mention the normal great saints, there are no more than three saints in the ancient Kunlun world who can take out seven broken ancestral treasures at one go, and they are still ethnic objects.

However, a more bizarre scene appeared. The great sage of the tiger family had already fallen, and the power would have been blocked, but the power suddenly deformed and turned into a soft light spot full of life. Ignoring all defenses, he got into Fang Yun's eyebrows!

Seeing the light spot entering Fang Yun's eyebrows, yezu's body trembled and almost collapsed to the ground. His eyes were red.

She didn't expect that she still didn't protect Fang Yun.

At this time, if Fang Yun encounters an external attack, even if he does not die, the holy way will collapse and directly fall into the holy throne, and there will be no possibility of canonization for life.

The flame of anger burned in the heart of yezu's Avatar. At this moment, she had only one idea to die with all her ancestors' avatars.

The aquarium saints almost burst their lungs when they saw this scene. If they were not still rational, they would fight with the Kunlun ancestors at the first time.

The saints outside sighed. Although they entered here thousands of years ago and didn't know about the human race and Fang Yun, they didn't want to see Fang Yun die at the hands of the Kunlun ethnic group or the demon barbarians.

When the Kunlun ancestors saw this scene, some of them smiled, some laughed wildly, and some nodded.

Finally get rid of Fang Yun!

"Well done!"

"Now Fang Yun falls into the holy throne and has no strength. According to the rules, he can be expelled from the team as long as 70% of the members agree."

"Hahaha... A Terran who is not even a semi saint will surely hand over the Kunlun treasure!"

"He can't help it."

"Wolf Liao, I didn't expect you to have such a secret method! You deserve to be the leader of the world!"

"Yes, the wolf Tusk and the demon man contribute greatly. Our Kunlun ethnic group should help the demon man."

"As long as it doesn't involve the twilight fortress, we should help a little."

"It's said that the Terran is a threat of demon barbarians, so we'll destroy the Terran first!"

"Hahaha... Er..."

The laughing avatars seemed to choke on something suddenly, because the wolf Liao avatar said a word.

"I... I didn't do anything... That... Has nothing to do with me..." the wolf Liao incarnation not only didn't laugh, but was creepy. The upright wolf hair was like a thick giant spear.

"Sure enough, they are all fools." Huang Zu turned into a disdainful expression.

"What?"

All the Kunlun ancestors turned their heads and looked at the wolf Liao avatar. All of them showed their ferocity.

"I really don't know what happened!" after all, langliao is a new holy ancestor. He is a little scared in the face of so many holy ancestors.

"No, that power is not harming Fang Yun! Watch carefully..."

All the saints present hurriedly used various secret methods to urge the holy thoughts and carefully observed Fang Yun.

Fang Yun's breath is rising day by day, whether it is the holy body or the holy idea.

At this moment, Fang Yun reaches the extreme that can be achieved under the peak of the great sage of the world!

Boom

The ten sides burst and the light shone.

The whole sea of Terran holy way rushed into Fang Yun's head.

The saints were stunned, which was equivalent to putting a galaxy into the heads of ordinary people!

What exactly is Fang Yun made of?

Is it a great disaster and then kill yourself?

How dare a great saint absorb the whole sea of ethnic saints!

The holy father can't do it.

The so-called sea of ethnic saints is the projection of a nation's power collection. It itself is an invisible existence, which can only be vaguely felt and can not be shown.

As like as two peas, the power of the holy land is not the same as the sea of the sacred Dao. But the rules of the holy path embodied in the projection are exactly the same as the sea of the holy way.

This is equal to Fang Yun's complete understanding of the human holy way.

This situation is not absent.

In the history of Wanjie, when some ethnic groups encounter the crisis of genocide, the sea of ethnic saints will choose the best holy throne and give them strength.

This is drinking poison to quench thirst.

Any holy throne infused by the power of the sea of the holy way in the history of the world will soon fall.

Therefore, demon man always suspected that Kong Sheng fell because he accepted the gift of the sea of the holy way.

The saints stared at Fang Yun.

Because after receiving the power of the sea of the holy way, the body will age at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the holy ancestors are no exception.

Eh?

Fang Yun is immobile.

The skin is still so smooth and elastic.

There was no increase in any wrinkles on his face.

The hair is also dark and shiny.

Even, the saints had an illusion that Fang Yun began to grow inversely and become younger!

What is the principle?

"No! Why does Kunlun Weili disappear now!"

The ancestors suddenly looked up and felt that the Kunlun Weili caused by the tiger saint's violation of the Kunlun oath had just begun to move away slowly.

It is reasonable to say that Kunlun Weili should have returned at the moment of the death of the tiger saint.

Just now, Kunlun Weili has always existed.

This overturned the saints' cognition of Kunlun Weili.

"I remember! Finally, the light spot transformed by the great sage of the tiger family is not an attack power, but a life light!"

"How could it be the original life Aura! Isn't that the most famous magic in the world? Moreover, even the holy ancestor can't use the original life aura to the great saint. Only the extremely evil holy ancestor can form the original life aura and expand himself or his descendants by refining the mortal creatures of hundreds of millions of stars."

"That's really the light of my life."

"Who did it? The great sage of the tiger family can't master this secret method. Even if he does, he can't sacrifice himself to help Fang Yun."

"Who is it?"

"It's the will of Kunlun!" Huang Zu's Avatar looked at the avatars of Kunlun ancestors with the eyes of a fool.

The ancestors incarnated with a dull face.

There's a traitor among us?

And Kunlun will?

The saints of the outside world also have a covered face.

It's like that in a very powerful country, the civil and military groups of the Manchu Dynasty fought together and sent troops to attack a weak enemy country. As a result, when they arrived at the enemy's border, they found their own emperor sitting in the opposite tower and said that he had surrendered.

"It must be the greatest treasure of Kunlun!"

The incarnation of the ancestor of grey poison has become an angry big poison frog, and the belly of the abdomen has been white and covered with blood.

It was only a short distance before he would blow up.

"Yes, it must have something to do with Kunlun Zhibao!"

"Damn Fang Yun!"

"Humble outsider!"

"Dare to steal Kunlun Weili!"

The avatars are completely crazy.

Great Kunlun is dying!

Every holy ancestor incarnation is full of humiliation. It's like that his parents suddenly like shangyun and leave his inheritance to Fang Yun to abandon themselves. It's also like that the person who is about to marry him suddenly falls into Fang Yun's arms. It's more like that his children who have been raised hard do not speak and don't recognize themselves, but rush up and call his father at the moment of seeing Fang Yun.

Who can stand it!

Every avatar believes that even if his own body is here, he will turn over the waves of jealousy and turn out a big tsunami.

Several incarnations of holy ancestors suddenly converged and sat on the ground without saying a word.

The holy way is unstable.