"Ah...ah..." Holy Ancestor Fulang seemed to have transformed into a Splatoon, vomiting blood crazily.
"As expected of the Saint Ancestor in the Void Refining Stage, he can vomit blood for such a long time..." A monk praised shamelessly.
These flattering flattery finally made Saint Ancestor Fulang unable to bear it anymore.
Saint Ancestor Fulang waved his hand angrily, and slapped these flatterers flying out of the hall.
"What's going on? What kind of power can actually hurt me from a distance!" Saint Ancestor Fulang was extremely horrified.
He hasn't been injured in many years since he advanced to Void Refining.
Saint Ancestor Fulang was very depressed at this time, and his mouth seemed to have turned into Gatling.
Almost every time I open my mouth, I squirt once.
He was so frightened that he could hardly speak.
At this time, Saint Ancestor Fulang felt that the depths of his soul began to vibrate.
He could only send a message and ask his two disciples, Venerable Thunder Shredder and Venerable Shattering Lightning, to guard his side.
When his two apprentices stepped forward to protect him.
"Ah poof..."
In an instant, the two famous people beside the Saint Ancestors, Tear Thunder and Broken Lightning, were sprayed all over their heads. This time, they became "big celebrities" instantly.
Tearing Thunder and Shattering Lightning became extremely depressing.
Many people at the scene saw this funny scene and almost relied on their true energy to hold themselves back from laughing.
Afterwards, Saint Ancestor Fulang's face became extremely solemn. He immediately stepped through the void, activated a series of spatial magical powers, wrapped his disciples in tearing thunder and shattering electricity, and instantly moved the space and began to escape hastily.
"Saint Ancestor Fulang actually...escaped?" Luo Wuji, the emperor of the Huanglong Dynasty, was confused this time.
The civil and military officials throughout the dynasty were even more horrified. Many of them were still opening their mouths, trying to speak out some beautiful words to praise Holy Ancestor Fulang. At this time, their expressions all froze, like wax statues.
"No...it can't be..."
"The blood the Holy Ancestor just spurted was not a magical power, but... an injury?"
"I...I thought the Holy Ancestor was spouting blood to cheer up..."
"What should I do? What is the strength of the person who can hurt the Holy Ancestor?"
"It's terrible!"
For a time, everyone in the Huanglong Dynasty fell into chaos.
On the other side, the Tianyuan Dynasty.
Green mountains, Ningcui Palace.
At this time, Fang Yang and the others kept mobilizing the formation, and used the imitation Nailhead Seven Arrows Book to continuously attack the divided souls of Saint Ancestor Fulang.
In the formation, the magic light was dense and terrifying. Venerable Po Feng on the side was even more frightened at this time. At first, he was still aggrieved that Fang Yang controlled him, but the current scene also shocked him greatly.
.At this moment, his awe for Fang Yang was no less than his awe for the Holy Ancestor.
Not to mention that he still has layers of restrictions under Fang Yang. It can be said that he has sincerely attached himself to Fang Yang and does not dare to have second thoughts.
At this time, demonic energy was flying all over the sky, and the terrifying power of the curse had taken hold, and a smile appeared on He Dong's face.
He will control the soul control bottle and send out a terrifying suction force. In an instant, the suction force will completely absorb the demonic energy in the sky and the 1,200 formation flags of the Heavenly Punishment and Earth Destruction Formation into the soul control bottle.
"In this way, the soul of Saint Ancestor Fulang is imprisoned in the soul-controlling bottle, and the power of curse can be unleashed on his body at any time! In this way, he can be greatly restrained!" He Dong said.
"It's a pity that the array we refined is still too weak. If we could use the immortal weapon to form the array, we might be able to directly curse the body of Saint Ancestor Fulang to death and destroy his soul!" He Dong shook his head.
Fang Yang smiled and said: "Even so, it can already exert a good effect!"
"Report..." Just when Fang Yang and the others had just closed their formation, a monk wearing a red cloak quickly approached Ningcui Palace from the sky.
At this time, Mu Hongyun's expression changed, because the person coming was none other than a confidant of his "Hongyun Army".
"This man's name is Zhao Qianshan, and he is one of my generals. He was originally ordered to guard the outskirts of Tianyuan Star. Why did he rush back directly? Could it be that there has been a change in the front line." Mu Hongyun's face looked uncertain at this time.
Then Fang Yang waved his hand, and the mountain guarding formation was opened, and then Zhao Qianshan quickly flew over and landed on the square.
Zhao Qianshan immediately bowed down and said, "Zhao Qianshan pays homage to Prince Hongyun, Princess Qingqing, and the Prince Consort of the Kingdom!"
"What happened? Why did you leave the place where you were guarding? If you delay the opportunity to fight, our military law will not forgive you!" Mu Hongyun said angrily.
You must know that Luo Rubin dared to go deep into the Tianyuan Dynasty alone, firstly because he thought that he was so powerful that no one on Tianyuan Star could keep him, and also because the army he led was also stationed near Tianyuan Star, so that the entire Tianyuan Dynasty did not dare to move without permission.
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"Your Highness, the Huanglong Dynasty has withdrawn its troops!" Zhao Qianshan said with a joyful expression. "More than twenty days after Your Highness set up the formation, the Huanglong Dynasty began to have a morale chaos, and finally withdrew its troops recently. To guard against fraud, I sent a few soldiers
It took ten scouts to investigate and confirm the news." Zhao Qianshan said respectfully.
"After I got the news, I immediately sent back the news and sent several troops to hunt down the fleeing Huanglong Army!" Zhao Qianshan said.
"What reasons can be found?" Mu Hongyun also showed a look of surprise at this time.
"We captured some prisoners and learned from the officers among them that the Holy Ancestor Fulang, whom the Huanglong Dynasty was attached to, was inexplicably seriously injured and had to retreat, causing the entire Huanglong Army to be in chaos!"
When Fang Yang heard this, his expression changed, and he immediately took out a black jade slip.
This object was the connection between him and the undercover Xuan Yi. After a while, a message came from the jade slip.
On that day, the blood-spraying performance performed by Saint Ancestor Fulang in the main hall has been leaked by some nobles of the Huanglong Dynasty.
Xuan Yi is now a general, so he has quite a lot of connections within the dynasty, so he also gets a rough idea of the situation.
"Saint Ancestor Fulang was seriously injured this time and has returned to his own star field to practice in seclusion."
"But not long after, his two disciples returned to the Huanglong Dynasty to stabilize the situation!" Fang Yang quickly told the news provided by Xuan Yi.
"It seems that this time our Heaven-Destroying Formation has achieved miraculous results! We have achieved victory over others without fighting." Mu Wanyan, the ancestor of the Mu family, finally showed a smile on her face.
As the ancestor with the highest cultivation level in the Mu family, she values her family more than her own life. This time she fights against the Holy Ancestor, and she has staked the fate of the entire family, and even the Tianyuan Dynasty, so she is unavoidably anxious.
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Although she was impressed by Fang Yang's strength, she had no idea whether he could deal with the Saint Ancestor Fulang who had been famous for many years.
At this time, after everyone worked together to arrange the Heavenly Punishment and Earthly Destruction Formation, they finally achieved miraculous results and solved the crisis of the Yellow Dragon Dynasty's army pressing down on the country. This made her feel relieved.
When everyone knew that Holy Ancestor Fulang was seriously injured and the Huanglong Dynasty army fled, the more than a thousand elites who participated in the formation couldn't help but cheer.
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