Seeing such a beautiful scenery, it seems as if one forgets everything. Then, a bell rings and a chime sounds, like morning bells and evening drums, shattering the beautiful picture in front of everyone's eyes.
Several people who were immersed in the artistic conception of the poem suddenly opened their eyes, showing anger, and instinctively looked for who had destroyed the beautiful scenery in their hearts.
However, in their ears, in addition to the sound of bells and chimes, there was also the sound of Mingqi, but the sound of Mingqi seemed like the cheerful chirping of birds. Not only was it not lethal, but it was also particularly pleasant to hear.
The holy page burns, turning the virtual into the real!
A bell and a chime are hung high in the sky.
In ancient times, both bells and chimes could only be used in grand ceremonies. They were the ceremonial weapons of the emperor and the dignity of the princes.
There was a word "Emperor" engraved on the bell and a word "Jun" engraved on the chime.
The Emperor's Bell and the Emperor's Chime, the former has a heavy and melodious sound, while the latter has a clear and long sound, and they sound in turn.
The emperor's power is like a bell, and the king's grace is like a chime, which transform into a majestic, bright and majestic voice and spread in all directions.
The sound of the sound is but a tiny speck of dust under this vast power!
This is not a war poem, but Sheng Ye's power to turn the imaginary into the real and his literary courage give this poem great power.
The mysterious sound of the demon king Mingle is very powerful, and ordinary university scholars cannot even withstand five breaths of it, but under the harmonious sound of bells and chimes, it is like a breeze on the face.
"Kill!" As Grand Secretary Guo spoke, his words were full of sharp words.
"Kill!" All the university scholars used verbal attacks to kill the monsters in front of them.
Even the extremely ferocious demon king Barbarian King panicked briefly after discovering that Mingqi's powerful voice was ineffective, and the chaotic defense line that was originally set up to protect Mingqi was in big trouble.
"Brother Han, it's up to you!" said Grand Secretary Guo.
Everyone rushed to the monsters, ready to engage in close combat, and the monster kings also reacted, not only controlling the corpse monsters to charge forward, but also launching attacks themselves.
Han Wencong, the Grand Secretary of the Han Fei family, was the first to rush towards the monster without saying a word. He hit the monster in the chest with his palm, causing blood to spurt out and instantly turning into green.
"Wherever my body is, whatever justice is, my blood will turn to jade, and I will exchange my entire life for the righteousness of heaven and earth!"
Under the power of blood and loyalty, a legal code appeared in front of Han Wencong, and behind him appeared a prison platform, on which stood an impenetrable prison.
Han Wencong was only 65 years old, with only a few white hairs on his head. He could easily live to 90, but after using Blood and Heart, his hair turned white, his skin shrank, his teeth fell out, and his body shrank.
"Sacrifice the code and draw a line on the ground to make a prison!"
The most powerful technique used by humans to trap the enemy.
After Han Wencong finished speaking, he pointed to his own Legalist code as if he had used up the last bit of his strength.
This finger was so weak and powerless. In Fang Yun's eyes, this finger seemed to have slowed down countless times, and the time it took was enough for a little boy to grow into an old man.
Han Wencong's code exploded, transforming into a huge prison, covering all the monsters gathered in front of him.
At the moment when Yaoman was covered by the prison, everyone except Mo Ming and Han Wencong broke through the Yaoman defense line.
An ordinary prison made of a line drawn on the ground can only trap these monsters for half a breath at most, but a prison made of a line drawn on the ground that uses up all the life force and sacrifices the power of the code is enough to trap these monsters for two breaths.
Thus, the battlefield canyon was divided into three sections.
Finally, Mo Ming built a strong city with his own strength to resist a large number of monsters. No matter whether they were living monster kings or corpse monster kings, they were all very powerful, but the lifelong power of a university scholar was equally powerful.
In the middle, Han Wencong was stepping on white clouds, his hair and skin slowly fell off, and even the clothes on his body began to weather, turning into powder and scattering bit by bit.
But in front of Han Wencong, there stood a huge prison. All the monsters inside were imprisoned in different cells. These monsters desperately attacked the walls of the cells.
After two breaths, Han Wencong turned into ashes, and the power of the prison drawn on the ground disappeared. Many demon kings rushed out in rage and chased him with all their might.
Although these demon kings had been prepared for a long time, they did not expect that the human race would be so decisive and would exhaust all their lifespans and sacrifice all their strength right away. In front of the prison formed by the righteous energy, even three demon kings from the ancestral god clan found it difficult to break through quickly.
Humans cannot obtain powerful strength directly from their bloodline like monsters and barbarians, but they can inherit the wisdom of their ancestors!
The human race is not like some monsters who kneel down to worship illusory gods, but believes in real ancestors and true sages, inherits and carries forward their wisdom, and acquires unparalleled power that is no less than that of the monster bloodline!
Those volumes of history, those names, and those words are all the most sincere and true beliefs of the human race.
The demon king Mingle stared blankly at Fang Yun's back, then shouted instinctively, but his throat suddenly became hoarse.
His power was unexpectedly temporarily blocked by the sound of the Emperor Zhong Junqing, and was completely useless in the following battle!
"This... How is it possible? How can his literary talent be so strong?!"
"There is no false reputation under a great name. When he becomes a university scholar, I will kill him!" Ao Cang, the Dragon King of Zhenhai, had a blazing fighting spirit in his eyes and rushed forward following the other monsters.
"Ao Cang, go ahead. As long as you kill him, I will ask my father to clear a way for you in Wanwang Mountain to find the true blood of the Ancestral Dragon that you need!" Ming Le shouted.
The Dragon King of Zhenhai did not even turn his head and said firmly: "Whatever I want, I will take it myself!"
Mingle shouted loudly: "The Dragon Saint of the West Sea and Fang Yun are sworn enemies. When Fang Yun is canonized, the first person to be killed must be the Dragon Saint of the West Sea! If you don't kill Fang Yun today, you will be a sinner of the Dragon Clan!"
"Whoever I want to kill, I will kill myself!" The Dragon King of Zhenhai continued to fly forward quickly, his tone still firm, and his voice seemed even more magnificent than that of Emperor Zhong Junqing.
"You..." The demon king Mingle stared at the huge white figure of the Zhenhai Dragon King in a daze.
"I am a dragon!" The Dragon King of Zhenhai left his last words and continued to move forward, but never attacked anyone.
Mingle was quietly suspended in the air. He saw the demon king Husha of the Zushen clan suddenly rush forward at a speed far exceeding that of all the university scholars. He shouted at the same time: "Fang Yun, don't run away. One of the strategies that Bingman Saint left before his death was that he would rather give up the Shadow Void Divine Fluid than kill you in this three-valley battle! You should be proud of dying here."
Everyone in front remained unmoved.
A fox demon king laughed softly: "The demons and barbarians have issued an order. In the Three Valleys Ancient Land, only Fang Yun should be killed. The rest will not be blamed. If you help Fang Yun, kill him with all your strength! Fellow scholars, you will be safe as long as you hand Fang Yun over. Otherwise, you will die here with Fang Yun."
A snake demon king from the ancestral god clan grinned and said, "Fang Yun, are you going to sacrifice all the scholars here for your own life? Two university scholars have already died because of you. Are you going to watch the next thirteen university scholars, five Hanlin scholars, four Jinshi scholars and five Juren scholars being buried with you?" Wucuo Novel Network does not skip words.
The Fox Demon King said: "Fellow scholars, Fang Yun is so selfish and doesn't care about your lives at all. Is it worth saving him? Ask yourself, is it worth it?" No mistakes on the novel website. .
(To be continued…)