Fang Yun was stunned for a moment, and then one after another strange pieces of information came into his mind.

Fang Yun instinctively knew that because of the power of the first battle poem "Desert Night Horse", the Blood Mang Ancient Land was additionally illuminated by Wenqu Xing, which stimulated the power of the Blood Mang Ancient Land and formed a true Blood Mang's will, thus transforming from the Ancient Land to the First Realm.

In this process of transformation, Fang Yun successively made "Moon Blade Walking Sky" and "Broken Loulan", plus the fragments of the Dragon Slaying Knife and the head of the Ancestral Emperor that had been suppressing the will of the blood mang, and obtained the full recognition of the will of the blood mang, and was about to become the legendary lord of the blood mang.

Subsequently, Fang Yun was attacked by the remnants of the Ancestral Emperor Xiong Qian, and then attacked by the Demon Emperor, and was mistaken for death, but in fact he was reshaped by the will of blood.

The sun represents the light of a realm and contains the ability to feed the life of a realm, so the will of the blood rays transported Fang into the blood sun, becoming the legendary emperor of the great sun, that is, the real lord of the blood.

Fang Yun instantly knew the beauty of his new body, as long as he was in the Blood Manggu Land, his body would be indestructible, and as the Lord of Blood, he could control the entire Blood Mangrealm to a certain extent.

Now, Fang Yun is the master of the Blood Mang Realm, and if he says it, he will follow all the laws.

As long as the Blood Mangrealm exists, and the lifespan is not at the end, even the Saint Ancestral God can only seal Fang Yun, and cannot completely kill it.

However, once he left the Blood Mang's Realm, the power of the Blood Mang's Lord would not be so strong, however, Fang Yun's body was reshaped by the power of the Blood Mang, and he gained unexpected growth.

The body, the Wen Palace, the Wen Xing Dragon Jue, the talent, the literary courage, the Wen Xin, and so on all the forces have changed, and some have been changed, such as the high-grade Fen Pen and the Wen Xin, and some are still changing, and there is no end.

The top grade has finally been promoted to "holy product"!

The basic power of the Holy Product's hard writing has not changed, but the Wenxin Lamp has two layers of flames, which is equivalent to an extra Wenxin that can only be obtained by all saints!

Even if Fang Yun was not known how many billions of miles away from the turbidity world Qinglian, he could still see it clearly. Zong Ganhuan's tongue sword was on Yun Zhaochen's neck, and the tongue sword had pierced Yun Zhaochen's skin, about to cut his throat.

Yun Zhaochen closed his eyes and waited for death, his face calm.

Zong Ganwei showed an undisguised look of pride on his face, killing Yun Zhaochen was enough to deter all the Blood Mang Scholars, making this trip to the Blood Mang's Ancient Land even smoother.

Many of the Bloody Scholars were desperate, and Zong Ganwei's behavior made them feel cold all over their bodies, this is the strength of the family, this is the attitude of the Zong family.

Those who follow me prosper, and those who oppose me perish.

At times like these. Fang Yun had no intention of observing the changes in his body, so he naturally stretched out his hand, and stretched out his finger to Yun Zhaochen from an unknown number of billions of miles.

"Thou art invincible!"

Hundreds of millions of miles away, Fang Yun saw Zong Ganyu's tongue sword rebounding from Pei Mo Nengyu's powerful force, and at the same time heard the tongue sword make a cracking sound.

Click......

Cracks were all over Zong Ganhuan's Ancient Monarch's sword, and after an instant, the tip of the sword fell.

"Hmm......" Zong Ganwei's body shook. Hurriedly reached out and covered his mouth, a large amount of blood flowed from his mouth, and then his ears, eyes, and nose began to bleed together.

Seven orifices bleed.

"Sect Brother!" a number of scholars from the Saint Yuan Continent rushed to Zong Ganwei's side.

The rest of the people looked at the clouds.

Yun Zhaochen's wound cut by Zong Gan's tongue sword was completely healed. Leaving no trace, other than that, nothing has changed, neither a breath of great power. There are no surprising physical mutations either.

But why would the dignified scholar's words and swords be injured when they fell on it?

"What's going on?"

All the academics were dumbfounded.

Yun Zhaochen didn't know what was going on, and reached out to touch his neck, but didn't feel a single wound. Then I went to see Zong Ganyu.

Zong Ganwei was supported by two scholars, his eyes were at a loss, and it was possible to recover if he only cracked, but now that he was broken, the possibility of healing was minimal, and the most serious thing was that it would affect his own literary courage, and it would be difficult to be promoted to Confucian.

Zong Ganwei was stunned for a while, looking at Yun Zhaochen, his eyes sprayed endless anger, and he shouted with all his strength: "What kind of magic have you used?"

Yun Zhaochen shook his head instinctively, he really didn't know what was going on.

"Come on, kill him! Quick, I want to watch him die in front of me! I want to watch him die!" Zong Ganwei completely lost his mind, and the person who could have been easily killed had his tongue and sword broken, and the holy path was blocked and could not be tolerated.

Chai Ling on the side said: "This matter is strange, I use ordinary weapons!" Chai Ling said, took out an extremely sharp dagger from Hanhu Bei, swung it with all his strength, and cut it towards Yun Zhaochen's neck.

At the same time that the blade of the dagger touched Yun Zhaochen's neck, Chai Ling felt a huge resistance from his hand, and then the dagger made a crisp sound and shattered into pieces.

Chai Ling held the handle of the dagger in his hand, standing on the green clouds, even if he used the dagger to cut the Demon Emperor, as long as the Demon Emperor did not exert his strength, the dagger would only be shocked and not shattered.

"Holy Communion, how can it be Holy Communion!" Zong Ganyu shouted in disbelief, shocked and frightened, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

Tan Hemu muttered to himself: "It doesn't seem to be wrong, it is said that the half-holy sword soldiers are added, and the sword soldiers are torn apart without any injury." Could it be that Yun Zhaochen is a hidden demi-saint?"

As soon as these words came out, all the scholars were shocked, and some scholars in the Shengyuan Continent even had weak legs.

The gap between a scholar and a half-saint is much greater than the gap between an ordinary person and a scholar.

Attacking the demi-saints is a real blasphemy against the human race, and the whole race will be killed.

Zong Ganwei is a member of the demi-saint family, the punishment will be reduced, once it is identified as attacking the demi-saint, the entire sect family except for the eldest son of the lineage, everyone will be killed!

Some academicians are hesitant to kneel.

Yun Zhaochen said helplessly: "I don't understand what happened, but I know that I am not a half-saint, and I don't know why I have this power." ”

Suddenly, the sun was blazing, and everyone squinted their eyes at the rising sun above the horizon.

The sun had just risen, and it was red and round, and it was huge, like the lord of heaven and earth, and it was already bright, but now it was enough to burn people's eyes.

Then, everyone was stunned because a figure appeared in the center of the sun.

The man was dressed in a white Momei Hanlin suit, his clothes fluttered, free and easy, about sixteen or seventeen years old, but his eyes were deep and endless, as if he contained a corner of the starry sky.

This young man, walking in the sun, spreading endless brilliance, seems to be the father of this heaven and earth, and everything is born in his hand.

Like a father like a king, like a god like a holy.

All the scholars instinctively felt awe and wanted to bow down.

"Isn't this Fang Yun......" Yun Zhaochen muttered to himself.

All the scholars were stunned, that person's image was too tall and glorious, and no one thought of Fang Yun, but after recalling it carefully, that person was indeed Fang Yun!

Everyone blinked, and as a result, Fang Yun had disappeared from the sun.

"It should be an illusion...... Yun Zhaochen rubbed his eyes.

"Absolutely delusional!" Zong Ganyu said fiercely.

The sunlight converges and becomes as soft as the normal morning light.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly saw a meteor flying in the sky.

(To be continued.) )