More than seventy university scholars and five Hanlin scholars marched forward together and soon arrived at the intersection of the road leading to the main entrance of the Palace of Sinners.
The road ahead was paved with white, hard stones, and was square. On both sides of the road stood mighty war statues. The eyes of each black war statue emitted bright red light, staring at everyone in front.
Wei Huangan said: "All the Grand Secretaries summon five thousand war poets and generals, and the Imperial Academy summons one thousand, and we will start according to the plan we have discussed before!"
All the grand secretaries picked up their pens to write, and saw a flash of light where they were, all kinds of strange sounds were heard, and then groups of war poets and soldiers appeared in front of them.
Finally, more than 350,000 translucent war poem soldiers gathered, which was extremely spectacular. These war poem soldiers were of different shapes and colors, but at least they had the strength of a holy demon general, and the strong ones were even equivalent to a demon lord.
A few War Poetry Generals even reached the level of ordinary Demon Kings, shocking the Demon Kings in the distance.
Wei Huangan said: "Please ask the three scholars of the noble families to use the literary mind 'Advance by an Inch' to strengthen the strength of these more than 300,000 war poem soldiers!"
The three university scholars who possessed the literary mind of "pressing for more" first used the aspiration poem "Chang Wu", and then three pieces of light fell on the bodies of 50,000 soldiers and generals. Then the bodies of all the soldiers and generals expanded, and finally became a full circle larger, and their strength was significantly improved.
Many great scholars of the Xuemang ancient land looked at it with envy.
Wei Huangan said: "I really envy the scholars in Shengyuan Continent. They have much more opportunities to obtain literary mind than us. This can make the power of war poems work on war poems and soldiers, and go a step further. If this kind of literary mind can be popularized, the human race will be invincible in the world!"
The demon king Xiongsha, who was scared away by Fang Yun using the holy page, said sarcastically from a distance: "Everyone in your human race has a strong literary mind, what should we do in the demon race? Dream on! Stop talking nonsense and go in quickly." After saying that, he glared at Fang Yun fiercely.
No one bothered to pay attention to him. The three university scholars who knew how to "press further" used the aspirational poem "Changwu" many times in a row, which made more than 300,000 soldiers and generals gain strength.
This is not the end. The three university scholars then used the Hanlin protective poem "Clothes and Armor" one after another, so that each soldier in the battle had an extra layer of transparent armor on his body, which had powerful protective power.
Looking at the majestic soldiers in front of him, Yun Zhaochen said softly, "These nearly 400,000 soldiers are enough to slaughter the monsters below the level of the Monster King! It's a pity that, except for Liangjie Mountain, there are few places where you can see the spectacular scene of more than 70 scholars attacking together. In the ancient land of Xuemang, this is also the first time, right? Wucuo Novel Network has many words"
"Wei Huangan is right. I am also beginning to envy these university scholars from Shengyuan Continent." Ye Fangge said.
Tan Hemu whispered, "Do you think it is possible for our Blood Mang Ancient Land to dispel the Blood Mang and make everyone like the human race in Shengyuan Continent?"
“Dispel the blood light? Even a half-saint can’t do it! Unless the source of the blood light power is eradicated first, and then a great man recognized by all the holy temples appears. Mobilizing the power of all the holy temples, probably the blood light power can be eliminated, and finally the power can be mobilized to kill all the bear monsters.” Qiu Meng said.
Lian Pingchao sneered, "Only by becoming the Lord of Blood Mang can we do this! The Lord of Blood Mang will be recognized by the mysterious power of the Blood Mang Ancient Land, and all the holy temples will be controlled by him. His words in the Blood Mang Ancient Land are the holy words, the truth, and the way of heaven. We don't even know how to become the Lord of Blood Mang. Let's not discuss this."
"Prepare for battle!" Yun Zhaochen interrupted them.
Everybody shut up.
At Wei Huangan's command, more than 300,000 powerful war poetry soldiers rushed to the main road like a tide, forming a "human" shape, and all the people were in the middle of the "human" shape, firmly protected by a large number of war poetry soldiers.
Before the two war statues closest to the intersection could attack, their knee joints were destroyed by the densely packed war poets and they fell to the ground. Then the war poets ran over the bodies of the two war statues like ants, destroying all their joints.
In just a few breaths, the two war statues were destroyed.
All the war poetry soldiers will run madly, and all the scholars will ride on the war poetry dragon horses to speed forward.
The dark masses of war poetry soldiers are like a surging tide, and every reader is like a small boat pushed by the wind and waves.
More than seventy university scholars were not idle. They either used verbal battles to destroy the war statues or used war poems to delay or attack, making it impossible for nearby war statues to surround them and be separated by the war poem soldiers.
At first, the grand secretaries were doing quite well, but when the war statues in front approached, the situation became serious.
More than eight hundred stone statues surrounded them, with an eight-headed golden-armored demon king at the forefront.
The eight-headed golden-armored demon king raised his right foot high and dropped it heavily.
Eight waves of white air swept over the nearby war poetry soldiers.
Bang, bang, bang…
Continuous explosions sounded, and one hundred thousand war poets would be completely destroyed!
Many people were horrified. The Demon King War Statue made them underestimate the power of the war statue, but the Golden Armor War Statue made everyone understand that no matter how weak the Golden Armor War Statue was, it still possessed the strength of a great Demon King!
Just one kick destroyed one third of the soldiers and generals. If the power of that kick was close to the Grand Secretary, and the eight levels of power were used together, which Grand Secretary could defend against such a level of attack
Wei Huangan said in a clear voice: "Friends of the three great sub-saint families, the Golden Armored Battle Statue depends on you."
Three drops of holy blood like golden pearls were suspended in the air, and three kinds of semi-holy auras instantly spread over several miles.
The movements of hundreds of war statues came to a halt, and even the eight golden-armored war statues slowed down.
There are not only three drops of holy blood, but also three holy pages.
Three great scholars from semi-saint families wrote poems together to stop the enemy!
The holy pages in front of the three grand secretaries were shining with precious light, and a powerful aura blew the clothes of all the people around them.
The holy blood and the holy pages merge!
Three magnificent translucent mountains appeared in front!
Fang Yun's expression changed slightly, because one of the poems that could stop the enemy was the "Lushan Situation" that he had written during the Ten-Nation Competition.
From the side, it looks like a mountain, and from the side, it looks like a peak.
The distance, height and depth are different.
I don't know the true face of Mount Lu.
Just because I am in this mountain.
Poems for blocking the enemy are different from other war poems and are not greatly affected by literary rank. The stronger the strength and the better the verses, the better the effect of blocking the enemy.
The fall of the three mountains blocked the eight golden-armored war statues and more than five hundred demon king war statues.
The more than 500 war statues of demon kings were crawling around on the Enemy-Blocking Poetry Mountain like headless flies, but the eight war statues in golden armor were different.
They actually used all their strength to hit the Shishan Mountain that was blocking the enemy, making a rumbling sound and causing the Shishan Mountain to shake continuously.
However, these three poetry mountains were strengthened by the power of holy blood. Their realm might have only been raised by one level, but their solidity was increased by more than a hundred times.
"It's a pity that without becoming a great scholar, it is difficult to write a sea of poems to stop the enemy. If a sea of poems can be formed to stop the enemy, it will be easier to trap these war statues!" A university scholar sighed in a low voice.
Outside the Enemy-Blocking Poetry Mountain, there were less than three hundred war statues left, which was no pressure for the seventy-plus university scholars. The remaining war poem soldiers could easily block more than two hundred war statues. Everyone quickly rushed into the Enemy-Blocking Poetry Mountain, and then ran straight in the translucent Enemy-Blocking Poetry Mountain, rushing straight to the entrance of the hall.
However, no one showed any joy, instead they became even more nervous.
"Shua..."
A gentle voice was heard, and all the war statues instantly moved to their original positions.
The attempt to stop the enemy from using poetry has failed.
(To be continued.)