The light of the black sun was like a blazing flame, and the various defenses of the Snake Emperor's spirit remains and Fang Yun were like spring snow, melting and dissipating one after another.

In the end, the light of the black sun fell outside Fang Yun's home country and began to cut like a sharp blade.

At the intersection of the light of the black sun and the world of the family and the country, the power of the withered yellow was concentrated, and the power of the entire family and the country also hit the place where the light of the black sun was, and it became thicker.

Zizizi......

The piercing sound continued to sound, and the spherical translucent world shook gently, and the breath of destruction and death escaped outward from the intersection of the two powers.

In the astonished gaze of everyone, Fang Yun's family and country were like the mainstay, no matter how the light of the black sun scorched, it never broke.

After a few breaths, the light of the black sun slowly tapered, and finally disappeared.

The gray-black sun contracted rapidly, and finally contracted to a diameter of one zhang, and then began to expand at an extremely slow speed, if there was no accident, it would take at least a few hours to grow to the size of a thousand zhang and regain its strength.

The remnant of the stele that looked like a lion's bone stood in place, staring at Fang Yun with black marks and red eyes, unable to speak for a long time.

The Green Sea Fierce Spirit and Iron Desert Fierce Spirit on its side also stopped attacking, looking at Fang Yun in disbelief, their eyes flashing with horror.

The audience was silent.

The Great Confucian of the Three Realms can actually fight against the fierce spirits of the Jedi of the Five Realms.

"The light of the black sun, I'm afraid that it can make thousands of miles of land sink and divide the sea and break the mountains, but it is blocked by the world of the human race?"

"Even if there is an emperor in the way, it is unbelievable. ”

"It seems that this person should be the legendary Fang Yun, even Yi Zhishi couldn't do it when he was a great Confucian in the Three Realms, and he couldn't do it in the past dynasties!" said a foreign race.

"The best in the world! Only this battle can stand in the Sacred Valley of Burial!" exclaimed the four-armed Missing Spirit.

The Green Sea Fierce Spirit asked in a low voice, "What should I do?"

The Iron Desert Fierce Spirit was silent.

The remnant stele fierce spirit narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at Fang Yun with ruby-like eyes, looked at it for a long time, and said, "Since you have such strength, I will stop! ”

The Green Sea Fierce Spirit and the Iron Desert Fierce Spirit breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately turned around the mountain island and prepared to leave.

As soon as the remnant of the stele fierce spirit turned half of its body, it heard Fang Yun's voice like thunder.

"Did I let you go?"

Fang Yun's voice was ordinary, but it implied a kingly spirit.

"What? you say it again!" the remnant spirit glared fiercely at Fang Yun, furious.

The Green Sea Fierce Spirit and the Iron Desert Fierce Spirit turned to look at Fang Yun, unable to believe their ears.

The rest of the races also felt incomprehensible, at this time, they just took a step back, how could this human race still have to move an inch?

"Destroyed my imperial remains, scolded me, and want to leave? Okay, leave your three mountain islands behind!" Fang Yun did not retreat, but advanced, and the mountain islands under his feet rushed towards the three-headed fierce spirit.

"Are you crazy?" the Green Sea Fierce Spirit couldn't help but scold.

"I must have misheard. "Iron Desert Fierce Spirit Dao.

"Terran, don't you want to live anymore?" the remnant stele fierce spirit slowly raised its head and looked at Fang Yun coldly.

"I heard that the Jedi spirit remains are very useful in the Burial Sacred Valley, today I will see what the use is!" Fang Yun said, and he actually used the pen of hard writing, export chapters, and divine pen at the same time to write "Kunwu Sword".

I saw three brilliant golden swords descending from the sky, and then turned into a rain of hundreds of millions of swords, carrying the power of righteousness, holy qi and decay, and galloping towards the fierce spirit of the remnant monument.

"Arrogance!"

The remnant stele fierce spirit shouted angrily, and saw that the second word of the bone stele inscription behind it shone brightly, and the whole body was immediately shrouded in a layer of gray light, allowing hundreds of millions of swords to rain down, like rain falling on bluestone, unharmed.

Even if the sword rain contains the power of the Holy Dao.

"The fierce spirit of the reverse monument is very miraculous, one word gives birth to two forces, and it should not be underestimated. The missing day Holy Spirit helplessly pointed out Fang Yun, hoping that Fang Yun would not be impulsive.

Fang Yun nodded slightly to express his gratitude, and the poisonous attack Wentai turned into a highly poisonous snake, crossing the space with the power of the mountain island, and pounced on the fierce spirit of the green sea.

Subsequently, the True Dragon Wentai turned into a giant dragon and swallowed the True Dragon Ancient Sword, heading straight for the Iron Desert Fierce Spirit.

The two fierce spirits hurriedly faced each other, but found that they were facing a majestic mountain, and they had a feeling that they were invincible.

Subsequently, the annals of history appeared in front of Fang Yun and recited the text of "History of Ancient Demons".

"Yanling, like a bird like a crane, with two heads and four wings, was born in the sun, and broke its shell for 3,000 years......"

Shi Dao Shimen and the long river of history suddenly appeared, and a huge two-headed firebird with a length of fifty zhang rose out, like a condensation of fire, obviously only three realms, but with the blessing of multiple forces such as Haoran righteousness, holy qi and withering power, there is the strength of the peak of the four realms.

Yan Ling is a spiritual creature called by Fang Yun, and it flew straight to the outside of the Green Sea Fierce Spirit Mountain Island, leaning over and attacking, opening a mouth, the crane roared in the sky, and the river of fire flowed for a long time.

The entire mountain island where the fierce spirits of the Green Sea are located are shrouded in flames, and this flame contains the true thought of the great sun.

Just when the fierce spirit of the Green Sea was puzzled, the flames behind Fang Yun soared into the sky, and a huge copper disc slowly rose to the sky, the sound was like a stone grinding the ground, and sparks burst out.

"Holy Treasure!"

"It seems to be an imitation of the Spark Celestial Guide!"

The various ethnic groups looked at Fang Yun and salivated.

No matter where they are in the Ten Thousand Realms, the Holy Dao treasures will always be extremely rare, and there is only one ordinary half-saint.

The ancient demon is already extraordinary, after obtaining the blessing of various powers, Yan Ling is already extremely close to the Five Realms, and with the poisonous attack giant snake, the Green Sea fierce spirit will soon be unable to bear it, and the various water spirits it summons will be burned in a few breaths of flame and poisonous flame.

The poisonous attack giant snake was extremely obscene, although it mainly attacked the fierce spirits of the Green Sea, but from time to time it sprayed a few mouthfuls of poisonous flames to the fierce spirits of the Iron Desert and the fierce spirits of the remnant monument.

The Iron Desert Fierce Spirit was originally a master of using poison, and he didn't care about it at first, but after discovering that the poison of the poisonous attack giant snake was not only of a high level, but also contained the power of decay, it was a little late, and his strength was constantly declining.

Both fierce spirits were suppressed by the aura of the Spark Heavenly Sword, and secretly complained bitterly.

The fierce spirit of the remnant stele was worthy of being a Jedi powerhouse, no matter what the poisonous flame was, it could not penetrate the gray light layer formed by the bone stele, and it was completely unaffected by the Spark Heavenly Sword.

"You think that there are holy dao treasures, and I can't help you?Terran, today I will let you see the true power of my Rebel Tablet Clan!"

After the remnant stele fierce spirit finished speaking, he saw that its body shook, and the place where the reverse stele was connected to the body suddenly squirmed, and then thick blood vessels appeared from the root of the reverse stele and inserted into the bones of the fierce spirit.

The bones that were originally crystal clear and jade-like suddenly became dull, as if they had been absorbed from the power of the source.

A large amount of holy qi poured upwards from the thick veins into the reverse monument, and the upper part of the reverse monument slowly emitted gray mist.

The mist seemed to be very faint, but when you looked closely, every wisp of mist seemed to be a mountain range, so thick that it could crush the stars and suppress the gods, making people feel that they had been suppressed under the giant mountain just by looking at it.