Chapter 1878 (1/2)

King Shikan's words soon spread to the ears of the ice family and the star demon man. The kings of all ethnic groups looked at Fang Yun suspiciously and the great scholars and scholars of the human family. They couldn't guess what had happened.

Some demons wanted to attack Fang Yun, but they didn't see anything.

”Interesting...” Bing Tong took out the black pearl, threw it up and caught it, but stared at Fang Yun.

The great scholars and great Confucians of the human race seem to care nothing about the changes in the outside world and read the holy classics wholeheartedly.

”You see, Fang Yun has changed!”

After a demon king shouted, everyone stared at Fang Yun.

Fang Yun's body has been shaking before, like a witch who invited an immortal God, but now his body shaking is becoming more and more slight, and there is an obvious trend to stop.

Some demons hummed coldly or cursed in their hearts. They thought Fang Yun would have bad luck. Unexpectedly, they survived.

The great scholars and great Confucians of the human race were very happy, and the voice of chanting scriptures was much higher.

The king of Shikan sneered, ”don't be happy too early. Look at him. Even if you live, you don't want to recover in a few months!”

”That's right. As long as Xiao yetian is also injured, no one in the Terran will be able to win the position of King Han.”

”It seems that we are so worried that we don't need to come at all. The ice palace mountain scar is originally an ancient thing, which was left by the ancestors of the ice family. Even if the semi Saint arrived here, we can't understand it, let alone a great scholar!”

”If the ice palace mountain notch was so easy to understand, it would have been cracked by the ice clan!”

”We ice people still don't know the true meaning of these marks, whether they are words or spiritual imprints, or just the ancient ancestors did it at random. He wanted to overwhelm all the efforts of our ice people over the years? Ridiculous!”

”Let's go. There's no need to see it!”

”No, wait a minute, always look at the bad luck of the Terran virtual saint!”

”Hahaha...”

Many demons and ice people laughed recklessly.

After more than ten seconds, Fang Yun stopped shaking, his hand slipped from the stone wall, and his body was about to fall.

Yan ningxiao was quick in eyes and hands, and stretched out his hand to hold him.

”Fang Xusheng, what's the matter with you?” Yan ningxiao asked nervously, and the other scholars hurried around to boo the cold and ask for warmth, looking at Fang Yun painfully.

At the moment, Fang Yun's lips were dry and cracked. There was no blood on his face. He was squinting, as if he didn't even have the strength to open his eyes.

After a while, Fang Yun said in a very low voice, ”nothing... Just... Too tired...”

However, Yan ningxiao didn't believe what he said at all. The great scholar could clearly feel that Fang Yun's life breath was only stronger than ants at the moment, just like those old people in their old age.

What's more, Fang Yun doesn't even have the strength to stand. He's a bachelor!

”Alas...”

Yan ningxiao sighed lightly, released his talent, condensed the vitality of heaven and earth, held Fang Yun, then stepped on the green clouds and slowly flew to the Terran camp.

At the moment, people in the Terran camp are still reading scriptures, but some people have felt subtle changes. Now the effect of reading holy classics is slowly fading.

Those demons took a look at Fang Yun and met their respective camps one after another.