Even if he didn't know the fate, he couldn't deal with it.

The existence that could make the Pangu tribe feel like they were facing a great enemy must be extraordinary.

When Fang Yu left the prison, he walked in the desert. He extracted the power of the Holy Mother in order to study the Holy Mother's virus.

And he could also use the White Jade Divine Bridge to track her at that time.

Just after leaving the prison and walking in the desert, the wind and sand seemed to be stronger.

A tall figure stood on the edge of the desert. Although he was wearing a white robe, his arms were exposed, and the muscles on his arms were bulging, looking strong and powerful.

But this person's face looked very ferocious, with two sharp zombie teeth exposed in his mouth, and a pair of red eyes staring at Fang Yu.

If Fang Yu walked forward, this person would block him and block his way.

After turning several times, he glanced at the horizon, frowned and said, "Ying Gou?"

The man nodded and said, "Yes, it's me. Are you the son of Hanba?"

"So what?"

Fang Yu said calmly, "If you block my way again, don't blame me for being rude."

"You will be punished for trespassing into the Yellow Sand Prison without permission."

Ying Gou's body was burning with corpse fire, his eyes narrowed slightly, looking at Fang Yu, and continued, "You are rude? I want to see how much you weigh."

"I don't know about the grudge between you and my mother, but it has to be settled. In Pangu Holy Land, strength is respected."

Fang Yu's body was burning with the sun's fire, wriggling like liquid.

The amazing heat wave swept around.

"Okay, I do have some grudges with your mother. Today, let's see how much of your strength you have inherited from her."

Ying Gou sneered, red flames appeared around his body, he opened his mouth and roared, and his figure disappeared strangely.

The next moment, Ying Gou Corpse Ancestor appeared in front of Fang Yu, intending to bite his neck directly.

A diamond barrier appeared in front of Fang Yu, but the diamond barrier exploded instantly.

At this moment, Fang Yu turned his head and looked at the other party coldly. The other party's zombie teeth were a little different. They were thicker, longer, and sharper than ordinary zombies.

No wonder they sucked the essence of the same zombies.

Fang Yu rushed out with a punch and smashed it directly at his forehead. The essence of high-level zombies is usually hidden in their heads.

Ying Gou Corpse Ancestor was a little surprised, and immediately raised his hand to block the attack, and his body was knocked out a few feet away.

"There is some strength."

Ying Gou sneered, raised his foot and took a step forward. The back of him became blurred, and a series of human figures emerged from the blurred shadows. These figures walked out with a huge breath on their bodies, and were shrouded by corpse fire. It was almost impossible to tell who was the real body.

"You are just illusions. On the surface, you seem to have the same strength as the real body, but when you really start, the original form will be exposed immediately."

Fang Yu said with a smile.

"Even so, you have to deal with more than ten of my clones. As long as you are hit by me, you will not get any benefit."

Ying Gou didn't care.

"Let me show you the real clone technique."

Fang Yu raised his hand and waved it. A dozen drops of blood appeared in front of him. He shouted: "Blood clone!"

This secret technique was the secret technique that he realized when he killed the blood ancestor of England, Cain, and absorbed his blood.

Although the clone transformed by blood is not as strong as the real body, it also has the strength of the green eye level, which is more than enough to deal with false illusions.

Seeing this, Ying Gou's face was slightly gloomy.

More than a dozen identical Fang Yus immediately launched an attack and fought against Ying Gou's corpse ancestor's phantom body. As soon as they came into contact, these phantom bodies shattered like bubbles.

Ying Gou's original body saw the blood clone punching at him, snorted coldly, and punched out.

This green-eyed clone simply couldn't withstand Ying Gou's power. His chest was pierced by this punch, and another punch hit him, and his head was smashed open.

"Collect!"

Fang Yu raised his hand and many clones, including the ones that had been shattered, turned into blood essence and sank into his body.

He raised his hand and a blood-transforming divine sword appeared in his palm, and a terrible blood-colored flame emanated from the divine sword.

This sword can absorb blood essence and increase the power of the sword, especially after cutting off the blood essence of the strong, the power has a qualitative leap.

Even the corpse ancestor could not withstand the killing of this vicious sword.

Ying Gou roared, and blood-red scales appeared all over his body, and even had curved horns.

Fang Yu flicked his wrist, and dozens of blood-red blade qi flew out, heading straight for Ying Gou.

Ying Gou leaped up, dodged the blade qi, appeared above Fang Yu, and chopped his head with a palm.

The red corpse fire condensed into substance, with extremely powerful power.

Boom!

The big hand fell down, and Fang Yu had no time to put away the knife. A virtual image of Vajra appeared around him, but before it condensed into substance, it was chopped into pieces by the big hand.

He also took this opportunity toFang Yu used the Great Sun True Fist that combined the Dragon Elephant Mysterious Art and the Titan's power, and blasted straight at his palm.

Bang!

A huge wave of air rolled around, and countless gravel exploded.

The red corpse fire was defeated, and the fist hit Ying Gou's palm covered with scales. The scales splashed a few sparks and suddenly exploded. The palm was bloody and the huge force blasted into Ying Gou's arm.

Crack, the hand bones broke.

At the same time, countless gray auras poured into the wound and spread in Ying Gou's body.

Ying Gou was knocked out again by this punch and fell into the yellow sand. The corpse fire around him was dim and extremely unstable.

"You...you are burying the nerves!"

Feeling that the zombie blood in his body was suppressed, Ying Gou struggled to resist, and his face became distorted.

Fang Yu raised his foot and took a step, and countless sun essence fires escaped from under his feet and spread around. The sun essence fire instantly spread for several miles.

"You have some knowledge. Yes, even if it is the Burial Nerve Power, even gods will be buried. Now your body is full of the power of the Burial Nerve, which will seal your ability bit by bit. What can you use to fight me?"

Fang Yu sneered.

In terms of strength, the opponent is weaker than himself. In terms of magical power, the opponent is also inferior to himself. In terms of magic weapons, the opponent is even worse.

Even if it is the long-known title of Corpse Ancestor, so what?

Ying Gou used the power of his original essence and blood to resist the erosion of the Burial Nerve Power, but it was still a drop in the bucket. The Burial Nerve Power rushed over like a vast ocean.

Fang Yu was surrounded by flames, holding the Blood-Transforming Divine Knife, and raised his foot to Ying Gou.

"Stop."

Pan Qing's voice came from behind.

Four elders in white robes appeared, two men and two women. In addition to Pan Qing, there was a beautiful young woman. The other two men were a middle-aged man in his forties and a boy who looked about seven or eight years old, all with red eyes.

"Fang Yu, don't kill him."

Elder Pan Qing hurried over, looking extremely anxious.

Ying Gou frowned slightly when he heard this. The corpse fire on his body had disappeared, and the scales on his body began to disintegrate.

"It's not that I want to kill him, but he is looking for trouble with me!"

Fang Yu turned around, retracted his magic, and his form became normal.

Ying Gou's face was gloomy, and he said, "He went to the Yellow Sand Prison, and he must have seen the Holy Mother."