Qi Ying was still surprised before, why the words of Liu Dunru's poems seemed familiar to him. There were vague traces of those poems in the memories of his youth that he could not remember clearly.
When she was a child and teenager, Qi Ying was forced by Yu Ma to memorize a lot of poems.
The level of those poems is indeed very high, and is unique in the Tianluo Continent.
At that time, Qi Ying randomly copied a few poems, which shocked the Yunxiao Kingdom and Tianluo Continent. He won the title of the first poet, and his song "When Will the Bright Moon Come" was sung in various countries.
But most of the poems and essays that I have memorized have been forgotten over time.
Until the phantom of the mountain appeared and the golden characters appeared one by one.
Something in Qi Ying's memory was awakened, and he felt lost for a while.
Because his attention was distracted, it wasn't until the strange sound of wind passed by his ears that he suddenly realized that the Saint Thief, who was originally injured and hiding aside, took action at this time!
The Thief Saint rushed towards the inner city of the City of Birds from a distance like chasing stars and chasing the moon, and passed Qi Ying directly.
Qi Ying broke into a cold sweat.
If the Thief Saint didn't rush to the inner city just now, but attacked him directly.
Even if the attack suffered is not fatal, there will at least be some serious injuries that will affect the performance of one's strength.
Refining and integrating the power of Tao has advantages and disadvantages.
The advantage is that the strength of the physical body becomes stronger, and the body's ability to bear the power of Tao and the power of heaven and earth becomes stronger!
The disadvantages are usually not visible, but they are also fatal.
That is, the attributes of the immortal body are drastically weakened.
Resilience can go from being shattered to pieces and being reborn instantly to a very low level, and it is difficult to recover from any injuries to the limbs.
"Don't be so careless next time!"
Qi Ying said to herself in her heart.
At the same time, his eyes were on the Thieving Saint who was rushing towards the phantom of the giant mountain.
In contrast to the huge mountain, the Thief Saint looked like a tiny ant.
and.
At this time, the Thief Saint was still in the state where half of his body had disappeared. In the short period of time just now, there was no time to recover.
In this state, facing the majestic mountains, it is like trying to use a mantis as a chariot.
Behind the mountain, among the equally majestic shadows of gods and demons, one of the gods and demons stretched out his hand and struck the Thief Saint's position with a palm.
Under the influence of the remaining power of the mountain, the speed of the Thief Saint was also suppressed and slowed down.
Faced with the sudden attack from gods and demons, he had no choice but to hide and escape.
There was a glimmer of light in Qi Ying's eyes.
He saw that the long knife in the hands of the Thief Saint bloomed with a light that had never appeared before. It was not the kind of blue power of the Tao, but a silver light that could make Qi Qi move across a long distance. Ying has some dazzling silver light.
"This power..."
Qi Ying couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
This is clearly the power of "the great road"!
Although it is very small, only such a trace, it is indeed the power of Tao. This trace of power, under the tug of the Thief Saint, triggered the rolling power of heaven and earth!
Behind the long and narrow blade, a long "tail" was dragged, and the energy of heaven and earth condensed like a substance, forming a terrifying giant knife that was almost ten thousand feet long!
Tsk!
This giant knife cut off the arm of the terrifying god and demon in one fell swoop.
boom!
Immediately afterwards, the giant knife hit the giant mountain.
The huge mountain that crashed down was truly blocked for the first time.
The speed of descent suddenly slowed down!
The entire giant mountain was trembling and shaking, the dragons and tigers roared on it intermittently, and the phantoms of the gods and demons also flickered in and out.
Liu Dunru frowned, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
"This power...how did he possess it?"
The power of the Great Dao is extremely rare. Even Qiufei has never mastered the true power of the Great Dao.
In other words, in the entire Ziji Continent, from ancient times to the present, there are only a handful of beings who have access to this level.
Just like the power of Tao completely crushes the power of law.
The power of Dao is superior to the power of Tao.
Boom!
On the blade of the long knife, the silver light suddenly radiated and penetrated into the entire giant knife.
The terrifying giant mountain formed by the power of poetry finally began to fall apart under the blade of the power of the avenue.
The shadows of gods and demons disappeared one after another, the roars of tigers and dragons suddenly stopped, and the entire mountain peak turned into countless fragments in a violent tremor!
"Huh..."
All the holy masters felt that the terrifying suppression on their bodies had disappeared.
Coming out of the brink of death, they felt extremely lucky! Everyone looked into the sky as if they had been reborn.
"Deputy leader!"
"Master Thief Saint!"
Many Holy Lords burst into tears.
In the aftermath of the explosion of the giant mountain and the giant knife, the already mutilated body of the Thief Saint was torn into countless pieces like dead leaves in the wind.
“…”
Qi Ying looked at everything in front of him silently.
The ray of power of the Thief Saint must not be his own. As for where he got it, it is unknown with the death of the Thief Saint. However, the Ziji Continent has a history of hundreds of thousands of years, and some of it has been touched. A person who has reached the Great Dao level leaves behind a ray of power and later a strong man like Steal Saint accidentally obtains it. The probability is actually not particularly small.
but.
After all, he was only a third-level Holy Lord, and he went into battle with life-threatening injuries.
The Thief Saint saved the eleven members of the Holy Alliance, and he himself, along with the power of the avenue, turned into particles of dust between heaven and earth.
In the sky, Liu Dunru coughed up a mouthful of blood.
His face was extremely ugly.
The appearance of the mountain formed by the power of poetry was actually broken. His poem was tantamount to complete destruction! It can no longer be used in the future.
This is the poem with the strongest power he can exert in Ziji Continent.
The losses were so great that even the ink world that Shilou lost was incomparable.
After all, the world of ink and wash was already damaged, but this time it just happened to be broken and restored, and it can be refined again.
However, if the poetry is gone, it is gone.
Never regenerated!
Even if Liu Dunru writes the same calligraphy again, it will only become ordinary calligraphy without any power at all.
"Hmph, even if this article is gone, I can still use another one to kill you all!"
Liu Dunru waved his hand with a sinister expression and hit the fine pen.
A white scroll with murderous intent appeared in the sky. In an instant, after dozens of strokes of the pen, thousands of black words appeared on it, which were the words of Ziji Continent, and this poem was written by Ziji. "Song of Bones" has a long history in mainland China. It is an epic poem about the tragic aftermath of the Great War in the Western Regions.
After being used by Liu Dunru, it turned into a poem with great power, and it was extremely easy to kill the Holy Lord. It was much worse than the previous poem inherited from the main world, but it could kill an ordinary third-level saint. The Lord is also at his fingertips.