Not only did the three great scholars look around in surprise, even the ancient corpses felt the vibration of the vital energy of heaven and earth and looked around.
The ancient corpse of the Ox King even suddenly slowed down and became alert.
After looking around, the three great scholars looked at Fang Yun almost at the same time.
Fang Yun stood on Pingbu Qingyun. Although he was a great scholar, he was dressed in the blue robe of a university scholar. He was concentrating on writing on a light golden holy page with the great scholar's writing brush in his hand.
This time, he did not write quickly, but wrote word by word as if he were writing normally. This made every stroke have the shadow of a sword, and every word had the shape of mountains and rivers. Fang Yun's calligraphy realm was actually close to the fourth realm. If he calmed down and practiced for a period of time, he would be able to write like a dragon or a snake.
The ancient corpse of the Bull King continued to attack Fang Yun, but Fang Yun was multitasking and had many backup plans such as Xingliu, so it had no way to deal with Fang Yun.
The three great scholars' minds rose into the air and looked at the words on the holy page from above.
I looked at my sword by lamplight while drunk and dreamed of blowing the horn in the camp.
The roasted meat is distributed to the subordinates over a distance of eight hundred miles, and fifty strings play the music from beyond the Great Wall.
Autumn military training on the battlefield!
The horse is as fast as Lu, and the bow is as loud as thunder.
To complete the king's affairs and win reputation in life and after death.
Don’t worry about your white hair!
During the writing process, the breath of the entire poem continued to radiate outward, and the vital energy of heaven and earth was like a moth to a flame. It was as if this holy page was a huge hole in the sky, swallowing up all the vital energy of heaven and earth.
However, in an instant, the vital energy of heaven and earth nearby was devoured.
The three great scholars had to switch to other powers such as the True Dragon Ancient Sword, and the ancient corpses' movements became sluggish and their attacks became weak. Without sufficient vitality of heaven and earth, many of their methods could not be used.
When the last word fell, a magnificent and gorgeous divine light originated from the holy page, and spurted out endless colorful divine light like a fountain. Even the Ancient God Tower could not stop it. It rushed towards the sky, diffused in the sky above the God-given mountains and seas, and finally broke through the God-given mountains and seas, forming a colorful light vision in the sky above the Holy Burial Valley.
The precious light of the ancestor of poetry cannot be concealed by any world.
The birth of the first completely new type of war poem will form a new Baoguang. Because the poem was formed earlier than the poem, it is collectively called the Baoguang of Poetry.
In the mountains and seas bestowed by God, the great scholars of the human race were extremely excited when they saw the precious light of the ancestor of poetry in the sky. Some of them recited poems for it, and some drank wine for it.
The expressions of many monsters and barbarians changed.
A mountain island not far from the Ancient God Tower was rushing towards the Ancient God Tower. On the towering mountain island, stood an extremely strange and ferocious creature.
The body of the monster was somewhat similar to that of humans, but extremely soft and boneless. It was ten feet tall and suspended in the air. Behind it, there were six pairs of white shells arranged like wings, with subtle golden lines on the white shells.
The evil creature Bei Yi.
Bei Yi looked at the ancestor of poetry, Baoguang, with a strong chill flashing in his eyes, as if it could freeze an entire country to death.
"In this vast world, the only one who can become the treasure of the ancestor of poetry is Fang Yun. So it seems that it is God's will that I carry two forbidden sacred trees! Fang Yun, if God wants you to die, you have to die!"
God bestowed a mysterious place on the mountains and seas.
The chanting ghost, the Three Thousand Eyes and the mysterious man in white all turned around and looked in the direction of the Ancient God Tower.
The Chanting Ghost and Three Thousand Eyes were only slightly curious, while the man in white smiled slightly.
"good."
Beyond the God-given Mountain and in the Holy Burial Valley, powerful thoughts rose in the air.
Suddenly, a giant black-haired claw covering a thousand miles rose from the Demon Blood Tomb Cemetery, soaring up for tens of thousands of miles, and appeared outside the God-given Mountains in an instant, turning the area within a thousand miles into endless darkness. It carried the power to destroy the world and was filled with murderous intent, as if it was going to disperse the precious light of the Poetry Ancestor.
The holy light bestowed by God on the mountains and seas shot up into the sky, and the powerful aura suddenly intensified. The thousand-mile giant claws melted at an extremely fast speed like wax near fire or snow near water.
The giant black-haired claw was not afraid at all and continued to slap Shizu Baoguang.
Suddenly, a crystal clear pen flew out from the human race's blood cemetery, stretching for hundreds of miles, and instantly arrived at the outside of the God-given Mountain. It was like a mountain across the sky, carrying brilliant divine light, and pierced towards the black-haired giant claw.
Before the crystal pen could stab, strange words flew out from the direction of the Jedi Nibei Mountain, emitting an evil and violent divine light, as if it came from the ancient times and would last for thousands of generations. With a sweep of the divine light, the crystal pen was swept into the turbulence of time and space, making the crystal pen appear very close to the black hand, but it seemed as if it could never reach it.
At the moment when the divine text of Nibei Mountain flew out, the holy energy of the Dragon Blood Tomb Cemetery shook, and a withered and rotten dragon claw descended beyond the Divinely Cited Mountain to stop the giant black-haired hand.
However, in the depths of the distant Holy Burial Valley, a black sun suddenly appeared in front of the dragon claw and sucked it in tightly.
A cold snort was heard from the Fenglun Mountains, and then a thousand-foot-high mountain with the power to destroy a planet appeared in an attempt to suppress the black-haired giant claw.
At the same time, in the tree world, an endlessly long brown tree root crossed the space and flew straight towards them.
The tree roots are so majestic, like a mountain range lying in the sky.
Great powers were approaching from all over the Holy Burial Valley. At this moment, they all paused, waiting for the tree root and the giant mountain to separate.
The giant mountain paused for a moment, as if preparing to avoid the tree roots, but the tree roots suddenly accelerated, instantly wrapping the black-haired giant claws tightly, and then twisting them violently.
The giant claws exploded, and black blood rain spread over thousands of miles, as if the end of the world had come.
The area near the God-given mountains and seas seemed to have stood still in time, all the great power was stagnant, and then gradually dissipated.
When the blood rain stopped, everything returned to normal outside the God-given mountains and seas, except for the stinking blood all over the ground.
The precious light of Shizu that rushed into the sky was like a young swallow returning to its nest, flying quickly towards the blood tomb of the human race, forming a gorgeous rainbow in the sky.
The Ancient God Tower shook slightly, then returned to calm.
Inside the treasure pavilion, the situation changed slightly.
The light of the Poetry Ancestor was inexplicably grand, condensing the spiritual power of the entire clan. The ancient corpses were actually frightened by this power and all retreated. Even the ancient corpse of the Ox King looked at Fang Yun suspiciously, not daring to move forward, and kept growling and bluffing.
The three great scholars witnessed the birth of the ancestor of poetry Baoguang for the first time in their lives, and their faces were filled with shock.
The three of them not only paid attention to the poetry ancestor Baoguang, but also paid more attention to the meaning of the text.
An old general, after getting drunk at night, looked at his sword under the lamp and reminisced about the past. After falling asleep, he seemed to be back on the battlefield of the past, with beacons of war.
In the endless camp, the soldiers shared delicious beef in front of the campfire while listening to the sonorous military music.
After resting, in the chilly autumn wind, the trumpets sounded, the army lined up, and the general reviewed the troops.
The war horses were as fine as the fine horses of Di Lu, the cavalry charged at full speed, the arrows shot with thunderous sounds, and the archers shot fiercely.
With such elite soldiers, it is enough to fulfill the dream of becoming the emperor of the human race, drive out the monsters, conquer the world, accomplish world-renowned military exploits, leave your name in history, and be remembered for generations.
Even if I am old, why should I feel regretful
The general leaves the tent and goes to the battlefield with sword in hand!
After the precious light of the Poetry Ancestor was formed, layer upon layer of precious light covered the pages of the poem, including the precious light handed down from generation to generation, the holy blood, the first copy, the holy page, the original work, etc., as well as the precious light formed by various forces such as calligraphy, brushes, inkstones, witches, ink, etc., which instantly covered this poem of war with more than ten layers of precious light, and its power exceeded the second realm.