Finally, Fang Yun wrote the title of the poem.
The snow-white song bids farewell to the Barbarian King.
After the poem was completed, a precious light flashed, and the literary mind of the sea of learning leaped into it. The poem page flew into the air, and before it burned, the mist butterfly suddenly exhaled a breath of cold air at the poem page, and the entire holy page turned into ice.
A power that contains the breath of holiness blends with the pages of poetry.
After the mist butterfly exhaled cold air, it flapped its wings and descended, unable to continue flying.
"Walk!"
Fang Yun put away the Mist Butterfly, stepped on Pingbu Qingyun, and flew towards Ning'an City with Niu Shan.
Niu Shan stared at Fang Yun nervously, because he found that Fang Yun's face was a little pale, which was a sign that his talent was about to be exhausted. It can be seen that the war poem just now was of no trivial importance.
The pages of poetry turned into ice chips and scattered everywhere.
Dark clouds covered the vast area. In an instant, white snowflakes as big as palms fluttered down and covered the vast sky and earth.
A bone-chilling chill fell on every barbarian.
Only the human scholars and monsters who have been to the Ancient Land of Ten Colds know that this is a terrible coldness similar to that in the Ancient Land of Ten Colds.
It snows in August and the weather is freezing cold.
All the barbarians and soldiers were instantly corroded by the cold, and even if they had blood and energy in their bodies, it was useless.
This chill contains not only the aura of the Ice Emperor and the Snow God, but also the aura of the Ancestral God Demon Ancestor, which has a terrifying killing power on the Blood Demon Barbarian.
Some ordinary barbarians and soldiers who had hidden illnesses or old injuries immediately suffered attacks, and either fainted or rolled over in pain.
The ground was frozen and very slippery, and the snow made it difficult to walk. The barbarian armies immediately stopped advancing. The powerful barbarians immediately released their energy and blood to help the barbarians and soldiers to prevent them from freezing to death.
In contrast, the human army had a very smooth journey. The snowflakes fell outside their route. Only when they left did snow fall where they had been, leaving no trace at all.
Countless humans walked quickly forward while looking back.
The great scholar Zhao Jingkong stood at a high position, seemingly thinking deeply with his eyes closed, but in fact he was monitoring the entire army and looking in all directions.
The other scholars and the demon king looked at each other, and saw horror in each other's eyes. Many scholars whispered
"A poem can travel thousands of miles. This is a realm that only great scholars can reach. This poem is too extraordinary."
"Snow falls in August. To what extent can the power of heaven and earth be mobilized to achieve this?"
"It's a pity that we are too far away from Fang Xusheng, and we don't know what the poem is, but even so, we can feel the power of the poem."
"The ground shaking weakened, and the barbarian army actually stopped. With one person here, thousands of barbarians stopped. Fang Xusheng is indeed terrifyingly strong."
"The Barbarians won't come out of the Burning Heaven Furnace, and even the Barbarian King can't do anything about the snow. After all, the Barbarians are not like humans. Unless... the Water Tribe causes trouble."
As the cold air spread across thousands of miles, Lang Yuan was furious and was about to take action when the phantom of a towering Tianshan Mountain covered the three battle forts.
On top of the Tianshan Mountains, there was heavy snow, the mountain roads were rugged, and the mighty force that soared into the sky blocked Langyuan's way.
This is a huge mountain that is hundreds of miles long and can block the enemy. Lang Yuan only needs a few hundred breaths to fly around it at full speed. As for the rest of the barbarian army, it will take several hours to go around it.
This means that if this mountain that blocks the enemy is not broken, half of the barbarians will lose their ability to pursue.
"Use the Heaven-burning Furnace to break the ice and snow!" Lang Yuan roared.
When two tribes fight, if there is no semi-saint participating, you cannot use the semi-saint treasures to directly attack the opponent. However, if the semi-saint treasures have auxiliary capabilities or have other effects, they can be used.
The function of the Burning Heaven Furnace is to change the grassland environment and drive out aquatic creatures, but now, the Burning Heaven Furnace can also control this ice and snow.
Amidst the wind and snow, a ball of blazing red light rose from the north, like the sun hanging high in the sky, as if it could melt the ice and snow here in the next moment.
At the moment when the red light shone brightly, all the barbarians felt a flame in their bodies. The coldness in their bodies slowly dissipated. As long as a few more breaths passed, they would no longer care about this terrible coldness.
Suddenly, a fireball appeared on the south side of the Sanlian Battle Fortress. This small fireball was only the size of a fist, and Lang Yuan could not even see it, but could only sense it. However, at the moment when this small fireball rose, all the heat and flames emitted by the Burning Heaven Furnace condensed into a thin line of fire, like a moth to a flame, and flew into the small fireball.
Fang Yun, holding the Starfire Hun Tian Jian in his hand and stepping on the Qingyun, has already flown to the end of the human team.
He was in the midst of heavy snow and wind, and no one could see him or know what he was holding in his hand.
Niu Shan blinked desperately. He didn't know what was in Fang Yun's hand at first, but something happened in Jiao Sheng Palace a while ago, and things related to Jiao Sheng appeared on the discussion board. Niu Shan was the leader of the Nuzhi tribe. Although he could not leave a message on the discussion board, he could read the literature list and knew that Jiao Sheng had left Shengyuan Continent with the Starfire Hun Tianjian.
And now, how come the Starfire Hun Tianjian that Jiao Sheng took away is in Fang Yun's hands
Niu Shan tried his best to recall everything about the Starfire Huntian Mirror and found that the Starfire Huntian Mirror in Fang Yun's hand was exactly the same as the one in the Dragon Palace of the South China Sea except for being slightly damaged.
Niu Shan widened his eyes and guessed an incredible possibility. Since Fang Yun was holding the Starfire Hun Tianjian and had destroyed the Jiao Sheng Palace, could it be that... he had already severely damaged the Jiao Sheng
Fang Yun not only held the Starfire Hun Tianjian in his hand, but a Poison Attack Platform also appeared behind him. A poisonous snake continuously emitted poison gas. All the poison gas penetrated deep into the ground and into all the weeds, spreading rapidly at a terrifying speed. Within an hour, all the grasslands within a thousand miles would be filled with poison.
The drastic consumption of his talent forced Fang Yun to use the supreme literary mind he gained from the sea of learning. His ideas flooded him, and he recovered all his talent in an instant, maintaining the power to attack the literary stage with poison.
"You can't escape!"
Lang Yuan roared, and a huge wolf fang appeared behind him, like an inverted white mountain, thousands of feet high.
When the wolf's fangs appeared, all the demons and barbarians trembled in fear. This was the appearance of the ancestor god!
"Break it for me!"
The Barbarian Emperor's divine attack!
Langyuan threw a straight punch without any fancy moves.
Boom boom boom!
The Tianshan Mountains that blocked the enemy for a hundred miles exploded, and the ice and snow for ten miles melted.
But at the same time, Fang Yun not far away crushed a mechanism box.
With the three battle fortresses as the center, streams of dark green poisonous fog gushed upward from the ground, and the range of the fog expanded rapidly. In just a blink of an eye, the area within a radius of twenty miles was covered by the poisonous fog, which spread in all directions at the same time.
"Damn human beings! Remove the poison immediately!"
Lang Yuan was furious. The monsters were better at using poison than humans, but this time the poison was fast and strong, and combined with the cold weather, it would inevitably lead to a large number of casualties. Once contaminated with the poison, it would be difficult for both the monsters and the monster generals to continue the pursuit.
Lang Yuan glanced at the vast snow, a look of fear flashed in his eyes, and then he ordered the entire army to prepare.
Soon, Lang Yuan received bad news. The poison gas contained the strange properties of the Snake Saint from the demon world. Although the poison was too slight to be fatal, it made all the barbarians below the Barbarian Commander lose their ability to fight within ten days. If they forced to pursue them, it would inevitably cause a large number of deaths.
"Anyone who has been poisoned should stay where they are and wait. All barbarian commanders and those above them should be organized into one army and continue the pursuit!"
Soon, a hundred thousand barbarian troops were mobilized. Even the lowest-ranking demon was pretty handsome and they charged directly at the human army.
The snow was endless and the barbarians' marching speed was greatly hindered.
Lang Yuan was about to go forward alone to stop the human race, when a voice came to his ear: "Don't worry, Your Highness Lang Yuan. I will come to help you and solve this snowstorm."
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