The sky above the battlefield canyon was covered by a dense fog, and the further down you go, the lighter the fog becomes.

In the faint mist, a war poetry crane carried Fang Yun and galloped in mid-air.

At the end of the canyon, there is a huge square with a radius of more than 100 miles, there is not the slightest fog on the square, the ground is composed of flat gray-white stone slabs, there are no other buildings, empty and simple, but it gives people a sense of grandeur.

The moment he saw the Sangu battlefield, Fang Yun breathed a sigh of relief and looked back.

A huge dazzling light lit up in the distance, and then exploded violently, with the power of burying heaven and earth, and the potential of destroying a realm.

After a while, the light dissipated.

The three powerful demon kings of the ancestral god clan fell to the ground, the demon blood flowed, and the left front leg of the demon king Hulan had been broken. The Demon King could have been quickly reborn, but it was injured by Haoran's righteousness, and even the Great Demon King could not heal in a short period of time.

At this point, only one person was left of the human race who entered the ancient land of the Three Valleys.

The hatred in Fang Yun's eyes was unabated, but he was even more vigilant in his heart. The demon king and the scholar are obviously of the same rank, but the demon king of the three-headed ancestral god clan has not died so far, which shows how strong the strength is.

Fang Yun clenched his fists, keeping the appearance of the three-headed demon king firmly in his heart.

Behind the three-headed demon king, the remaining demon barbarian figure faintly appeared.

Fang Yun noticed that the Immortal Crane of War Poetry was slowing down, so he activated the holy page left by Scholar Guo, and the power of the strategy to delay the army dissipated, and a new Immortal Crane appeared in front of him.

Fang Yun stepped on the new immortal crane, flew for half an hour, and landed on the battlefield of Sangu before the demon king and the barbarian king chased after him.

The moment he stepped onto the battlefield of Sangu, Fang Yun glanced back, and there was sadness, anger, hatred, and murderous intent in his eyes. There is also regret and firmness.

Fang Yun kept moving forward and didn't look back.

"Gentlemen, you don't need to rest in peace, please watch me in the spirits of heaven, look at me, watch them! One day, you will see that I will sacrifice you with the blood of their whole people!

Fang Yun walked step by step, constantly thinking in his heart.

Setback. Fang Yun has been encountering it constantly, and even experienced the most miserable life in the fantasy of the book mountain, but it was an illusion after all, and when he left the book mountain, everything he experienced seemed illusory.

Today, for the first time, Fang Yun experienced what it means to be heart-piercing and what it means to destroy the heart and liver.

Recalling the scene that had just happened, Fang Yun suddenly understood a sentence more deeply. Revolution is not a dinner party.

Fang Yun walked forward slowly, his steps becoming more and more firm, and he became more and more composed.

"I can't be provoked all the time, be calm. Only by staying calm can we better deal with everything that happened!" Fang Yun took a deep breath and kept adjusting his emotions.

After a short time, Fang Yun began to read the information related to the demon barbarians in the world of strange books.

Fang Yun picks and picks. The discovery of the Bloody Ancient Land is just a few sentences in the book.

Fang Yun gained the power of the Dragon Lord. You must go to the Ancient Land of Bloody Mang, if you don't go to the Ancient Land of Bloody Mang, you will not be qualified to jump the Dragon Gate.

In the ancient land of Bloodmang, there are demons.

The Blood Manggu Land is full of strange and powerful powers, and all living beings will inevitably be affected and go crazy when they enter, and the stronger the strength, the greater the impact. The possibility of having a great demon king there is extremely low, but there are quite a few demon kings, and there is neither the demon clan of the ancestral god clan, nor the holy son, at most there are ordinary saint clans.

"When I become a Hanlin, I will enter the Ancient Land of Blood, look for the fragments of the Dragon Slaying Knife, whether I find it or not, I will hunt the demon barbarians inside!

Fang Yun's pace suddenly accelerated, and at the same time, he was concentrating on two things, constantly flipping through books in the world of strange books.

The mind is only consumed when fighting, and if it is only distracted by reading or thinking, it will never consume the lamp of the mind.

"From today on, as long as you don't fight, you will always maintain a state of dual-purpose and read in the world of strange books!"

Fang Yun made up his mind.

If it was before, the body and brain would be exhausted by doing this, and even the Wen Gong Wen gall would be affected, after all, this was already beyond the load, if a person could only carry one hundred and fifty pounds of things, then carrying one hundred pounds and carrying two hundred pounds was not as simple as paying double the strength.

Now that Fang Yun is already a dragon lord, all aspects of his body have been strengthened, and he will become stronger and stronger with the improvement of time, and he can completely remain in a state of dual-purpose forever.

After the opening of the Sangu Ancient Land, the Battle of the Three Valleys will officially begin in twelve hours.

This square with a radius of 100 miles is only the entrance to the battlefield of Sangu, and at the end of the square, there is a huge stone gate as high as 1,000 zhang.

Fang Yun was not in a hurry to run, because he had already come here, and when the Sangu Lian War officially began, he would be moved to the first valley.

At the entrance of Baili Square, there were more than forty demon barbarian kings standing, except for fourteen who were alive, the others were corpse demon barbarians.

Demon King Naraku hovered beside the Dragon King of Zhenhae, grumbling while combing his feathers with his hard beak.

The Dragon King of Zhenhai looked at Fang Yun's back as he drifted away, not knowing what he was thinking.

Hu Lan of the Ancestral God Clan lay on the ground weakly, gritted his teeth and said: "For my demon clan, killing Fang Yun is more important than obtaining the Shadow Void Divine Liquid! Now that Fang Yun is not dead, only the Shadow Void Divine Liquid remains, how can we give an account to the saints when we return to the demon realm? What if the saints get angry and throw us into the Ten Thousand Death Mountain?"

"Actually...... No matter how we killed so many scholars, including the first Han Lin Peng, he is the top of the list of scholars to hunt and kill, and one of the strongest Confucians in the future! ”

"That's right, as long as those nine juniors are not spies of the human race, they can easily defeat Fang Yun. ”

"You think too much, Fang Yun is not one person, and he is only a jinshi, so it is impossible to participate in the battle of Sangu Lian. Even if the three demon generals don't dare to fight against him and take the initiative to admit defeat, he will defeat the three demon marshals and the three demon marquis, and the six demons can be regarded as the ancestral god clan, it's just a matter of blood. ”

"What if the fortune of the party suddenly becomes Hanlin?"

"Ridiculous! How long has Fang Yuncheng been a jinshi? It's not been a year, how high can his talent be? Ten inches of talent can be regarded as the pinnacle of a jinshi, and he can be promoted to Hanlin. ”

"Some barbarians have counted his poems, and if nothing else, his current talent is at least eight inches, and he is only two inches away from the peak of ten inches. However, if his Wengong is particularly powerful, or there is a way to increase his talent. Now it may really be ten inches, and it is possible to be promoted to Hanlin!"

"Impossible!" the Demon King couldn't help but shout.

The Fox Demon King suddenly asked in a low voice, "Let's plan for the worst, if we not only didn't kill Fang Yun, but even the Shadow Sky Divine Liquid was destroyed, what would happen if we returned to the Demon Realm?"

Snake Hu couldn't help but give a cold war, and said: "I'm afraid that I will be thrown into the demon refining cave, and then I will be sent to some death row camps in ancient or dangerous places, and only by making great achievements can I regain my freedom." ”

Hearing the words "Demon Refining Cave", even the scales of Zhenhai Dragon King Ao Cang were lightly exploded, which was the most cruel place in the demon world. All the demons who have been in it for more than ten years are crazy, and that is also the place where the prisoners of the Gawain Terran are imprisoned and punished.

"No, Fang Yun will definitely not be stupid enough to participate in the Sangu Lian War, even if he participates, he will definitely lose!"

A few hours later, Fang Yun walked to the front of the Qianzhang Gate, there was a long corridor behind the door, and Fang Yun continued to walk.

I walked for another half hour. Finally came to the exit.

It was a huge valley, like an eggshell cut in half, with a gate to the second valley directly in front of it, and between the two gates. It is a huge square with a radius of ten miles.

On both sides of the valley are two huge staircase stands, but the shortest of the stairs is ten zhang, and the highest one is a hundred zhang.

Fang Yun had heard of it before he came. This seems to be a place for aliens or ancient demon clans to watch the junior battles, and it can only be regarded as a training ground. And in some ancient places, there have been ancient demon arenas. Most of those arenas were damaged, but any intact arena was no less valuable than the Terran Saint Realm or the Demon Saint Tomb.

Because the ancient demon is at least a half-saint to build and operate the arena, if it is the ancient demon sage, you can build and operate the arena, as for the level of the ancestral emperor, he will directly build a realm or an ancient land into an arena, which is a real big deal.

The ancient demons are a bloodier and more barbaric race than the demons, and the arena is their favorite place besides the battlefield and home.

Fang Yun had obtained the ancient demon inheritance, so when he came here, he had a natural sense of familiarity.

Fang Yun took a closer look and was sure that the rumors were right, this was the training ground of the ancient demons.

"It's a pity, it would be nice if the Ancient Demon Arena was good. There are no rewards in the Ancient Demon Training Ground, and if it is the Ancient Demon Arena, it is very likely that there is a powerful artifact hidden by the owner of the arena. The artifacts of the ancient demon clan at that time are now in the present, and I don't know how precious they are. At that time, even dragon bones were just ornaments, and only real dragon bones or holy dragon bones were considered treasures. ”

Dozens of zhang away in front, there was a nine-headed demon clan, and there was not a barbarian clan, among which there was a Mingqi demon marquis.

When the Nine-Headed Demon Clan saw Fang Yun appear here, their expressions were different, some were shocked, some were puzzled, and some were dazed.

"Shouldn't the human race be dead, how could the little demon king Fang Yun appear here? A lion demon will mumble to himself.

"No, it seems that Fang Yun actually escaped from the encirclement of the kings, it's really ...... A bunch of waste! I knew that this was the case, so I would have stood guard at the gate of the canyon and killed this Fang Yun. The tone of the turtle demon marquis was full of anger and a hint of disdain.

"Gu Ao, Ming Le and Zhenhai Dragon King are also chasing and killing Fang Xusheng, you have the ability to scold in front of the two of them!" Ming Qi Demon Marquis sneered.

"When this turtle becomes the demon king, he will definitely challenge the Zhenhai Dragon King! He killed my brother, I must avenge this revenge!"

"Alright, stop arguing. When the Sangu Lian War begins, Fang Yun abandons the battle, and let's go directly to get the Shadow Void Divine Liquid. Okay, each one secretly takes an extra sip at most, and is not allowed to drink more. As for Fang Yun's life or death, don't worry about it, the saints will kill him!" said the wolf demon marquis.

"Yes. But...... Is there a way to force Fang Yun Sangu to fight and teach him a good lesson? He is indeed good, but at most he is only at the level of a holy son, he has never fought with my ancestral god clan, and he doesn't know how to fear my ancestral god clan at all!"

"How dare he ...... with our great ancestral god clan?"

Fang Yun unceremoniously interrupted the demon handsome's words, and said while scanning the nine-headed demon clan with contemptuous eyes: "It's just a nine-headed beast, and this saint naturally wants to participate in the Sangu Battle. It's a pity that the demon clan is a group of soft eggs, and hundreds of demon kings and barbarian kings attack more than a dozen scholars. You must be eggless mongrels too, otherwise you wouldn't just be talking about it here, and you wouldn't even have the courage to fight me to the death. The three-valley battle is about to begin, admit defeat and kneel down. ”

The demons' eyes instantly turned red.

(To be continued......)