Although this jade horse needs time to absorb talent and the vitality of heaven and earth and cannot take shape instantly, it can be released instantly as long as one has a thought about it, which is extremely convenient.
After just two breaths, the jade horse was filled with talent and the energy of heaven and earth.
Fang Yun used it again, and two breaths later, the jade horse recovered.
Fang Yun immediately stopped moving forward and used the jade horse repeatedly. He used it more than ten times, but the jade horse did not change at all. This meant that as long as there was enough talent and vitality of heaven and earth, the jade horse could be used infinitely every two breaths.
"Great kindness!"
With this jade horse, scholars can free up more time and energy and use more other war poems in battle. The significance of this is unimaginable. This jade horse is almost equivalent to a literary treasure that consumes a little talent but is endless in number!
A stream of clouds passed through Fang Yun's eyes, and then the stars began to move, and soon his vision returned to clear.
"This horse can be named Glacier Horse, and this kind of power can be named Wenyu."
Seeing the existence and knowing the non-existence.
The Glacier Horses continuously absorbed talent and the vitality of heaven and earth, and Fang Yun also used them continuously. After gathering 20,000 Glacier Cavalrymen, Fang Yun stopped.
After being strengthened by Yan Gui, Mo Nu and Wu Die, these third-level cavalrymen were originally close to the fourth level. Now, with the addition of holy energy, they successfully achieved the strength of the fourth level, which is no different from the ordinary Confucian scholar's poem to summon soldiers.
The difference is that all these Glacier Cavalry were born in Fang Yun’s country and each of them is contaminated with the power of decay.
There was a faint golden light in the eyes of every horse and every cavalryman, exactly the same as the war poem soldiers summoned in front of them.
The other monsters didn't take it seriously, but the Snake Illusion King, who was in the lead, had a suspicious look on his face since Fang Yun summoned the five War Poetry generals. When he saw that so many War Poetry soldiers had golden light in their eyes, he immediately sent a message to the two Snake Monster Kings who were presiding over the sacrifice.
The Snake Emperor looked back at Fang Yun in disbelief and almost stopped the sacrifice.
As the emperor of the ancestral god clan, Snake Emperor recognized what it was at a glance.
That was not holy energy, nor was it the power on the edge of the Holy Path. Rather, it was the true power of the Holy Path, the true might of the Holy Path, even if that power and might were extremely weak.
The great power of the Holy Path has never lay in the amount of its strength, but in its characteristic of being superior to all living beings.
Fang Yun observed the changes in Snake Emperor, but did not stop and began to recite the war poem "Marching to the Army" by the Second Realm Grand Secretary.
A glance of great importance to me fills the whole army with enthusiasm.
The wild sun divides the spear's shadows, and the stars in the sky combine into the sword's patterns.
The bowstring embraces the Han moon, and the horse's hooves trample the Hu dust.
I will not seek to survive, but to die for you.
The war poem increases in level and its power increases by one level.
This poem, which is completely equivalent to a war poem by a great scholar, can gather an army of 10,000 in one poem, and each soldier is about ten feet tall, like a little giant.
Every soldier is endowed with the power of weak water and strange wind, as well as the power of withering and decay.
When the army reached 100,000, Fang Yun stopped summoning soldiers and checked himself.
After the power of decay merged with the power of family, country and the world, a huge transformation occurred, and even superimposed abilities were gained.
The war poem itself can absorb a certain amount of withered power. The higher the realm, the more it absorbs. Various additional powers such as Inkstone Turtle, Ink Girl, Three Realms Calligraphy, Righteousness, Literary Mind and Wentai will add a small amount of withered power. Although each additional power can only increase one tenth of the basic amount, the large number means that the total amount of withered power absorbed by the war poem soldiers is more than twice the original amount.
But this is not the end yet, because Fang Yun has not used Wen Xin to "press further".
Next, Fang Yun began to recite the protective war poems and the assault war poems, and then a large amount of war poem brilliance gradually enveloped the war poem soldiers and generals present, and these war poems also had additional power of decay!
Finally, when Fang Yun stopped, the power of the 100,000 troops and the five famous generals had tripled from the beginning!
Fang Yun examined his family, country and the world and found that only half of the power of decay was left and was increasing at a relatively slow rate.
Only half of the energy was consumed after arming an army of 100,000. If used in normal combat, the energy would be almost endless.
Fang Yun looked ahead and slowly raised his chin, then saw that the 100,000 cavalrymen began to slowly accelerate.
At first there was only the sound of clattering, but when a hundred thousand soldiers ran together, it was like a tsunami. The whole earth was shaking. Wherever they passed, the dust was like fog and the roar was like thunder.
The Wentai of the Temple of Martial Arts appeared behind Fang Yun. On the Wentai, many military generals stood, headed by Jiang Ziya, the ancestor of military affairs.
The statues of many military strategists and generals on the Wentai of the Wu Temple shook slightly, and a beam of blood shot up into the sky, condensing into a giant drum hundreds of feet high in the sky. Then, two drumsticks appeared in front of the giant drum and began to beat it.
Boom! Boom! Boom, boom, boom…
The sound of huge drums and the fierce murderous intent formed a tangible red light, which swept across like a setting sun and merged into the army of one hundred thousand.
One hundred thousand soldiers suddenly roared in unison, and the surging murderous intent turned into a strong wind, blowing in all directions.
With an army of thousands, we are invincible!
The strength of those soldiers and generals did not change at all, but the entire army suddenly became well-organized, as if a great military strategist was controlling the formation.
The power of "Man Jiang Hong" has solidified, allowing Fang Yun to control the army, and now, Wumiao Wentai is taking command on Fang Yun's behalf.
All the great demon kings changed their expressions.
The Yaoman started out with numbers, and with their numerical advantage they defeated the ancient monsters and became the master of all worlds.
However, no matter how powerful the Demon Blood Flag and others are, they are essentially just a mob. There is only an accumulation of power, but no change in level.
The human race is different. In the hands of human military strategists, the power of military formations, military tactics and strategies have enabled the human race to reach a higher level of strength.
The Snake King yelled, "We can't let them rush over. We have to strike first!"
As they spoke, ten great demon kings and twenty spirit skeletons attacked together, using large-scale magic.
Then endless brilliance appeared like the sky collapsing, pressing down on Fang Yun and his 100,000-strong army.
Fang Yun raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and saw the flow of people under his seat suddenly shrank to only ten feet in size. Then a ray of azure light swept across the whole place, and he saw that a layer of azure transparent armor was attached to the bodies of 100,000 soldiers.
Then, a wall of water suddenly rose between the two armies. The wall of water was three miles long and over a hundred feet high, blocking the way of all the magic.
Boom! Boom! Boom…
A large amount of magic fell on the water wall, causing the surface of the water wall to vibrate violently and could collapse at any time.
However, when all the magic dissipated, the wall of water remained standing.
The ancient demons are in power, the emperor is mighty.
The faces of the ten great demon kings turned black. Although the magic of the demon clan was not as strong as that of the ancient demons, they had a huge advantage in numbers after all, and they also had the spirit skeleton of an emperor. However, not only could they not kill a single warrior, they could not even break through the defense of the group.
The Snake Illusion King said with an annoyed look: "Don't worry, everyone. Xingliu is good at defense. We are only using magic and have not used our real strength. Since Fang Yun dares to approach, we will wait for them to get close and then destroy them in one fell swoop!"
The Wolf King on the side bared his teeth and kept scratching the ground with his claws, making a sharp and piercing sound, his eyes full of anger.
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