Li Fanming glared at the rabbit angrily and said, "Then it's settled! At the Kongcheng Mid-Autumn Festival in three years' time, the losing party will treat the winning party to a dragon feast! I'll reserve fifty thousand taels for each person!"
"We will gather in Kongcheng in three years to share the dragon feast!"
"Okay, let's go." Fang Yun shook his head and smiled.
Ushiyama pushed the wheelchair forward, and the others followed.
"The next place is Youyue Valley. After entering the valley at night, the moon inside is very different from the moon outside. I wonder if the landscape has changed now." One person said while walking while looking at the map.
On the way, Fang Yun memorized the second book and learned the joint fighting method of Juren and Jinshi.
The two books are included in Qishu Tiandi, which will make it easier to study in the future.
In order to master these two books as quickly as possible, Fang Yun kept memorizing them in his mind. If he didn't understand something, he would ask other people present or look for other books to check.
Not long after, everyone arrived in front of a rocky mountain. The corpses of hundreds of monsters and barbarian soldiers were lying around, and dried blood was sprinkled around like thick cinnabar.
Everyone looked carefully and saw crystal water droplets on some stones, which did not evaporate even under such a blazing sun.
"That's the blood of Bianwu! Bianwu has died here, but it can actually kill Bianwu. It's incredible." Niu Shan shouted.
Han Shoulu and several others ran over and told what they had discovered one after another.
"There are traces of turning into mist to kill demons and barbarians."
"There are pieces of Qi Guo Shenghao's robe, and a member of our human race was injured here."
"There are bloodstains of the holy clan and demon clan, and the battle was very tragic."
"There are fragments of Jinshi Wenbao!"
Fang Yun was also carefully observing the traces at the scene. Without the help of those Juren, he had already seen that there had been a big battle here, and it was most likely a melee caused by Fog Butterfly.
Finally, Fang Yun looked towards the center of the Holy Ruins, because all signs showed that the melee was continuing forward. Moreover, that is the direction of Demon Ancestor’s Gate.
"What should I do?" Everyone was talking about it.
Fang Yun said: "What else can we do? Wudie is right in front of us, and the rest of the human race are still there. Of course we have to move forward bravely! However, everyone is mentally prepared. This trip is difficult and dangerous. Those who don't want to go can stay. Niu Shan, let's go!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Ushiyama pushed the wheelchair hard. The others were stunned for a moment and then all followed.
Everyone put down their chest pallets, and prepared their writing brushes, ink bottles, papers, and cultural treasures. Ma Xiong and the others controlled the machine dogs to follow. Shi Tang carried the piano behind his back, ready to play at any time, and next to him A young man holds a Go board with his left hand and plays with the black and white chess pieces with his right hand.
There was no wind along the way, but everyone's clothes were fluttering. The power of boldness and talent overflows involuntarily.
Those monster and barbarian soldiers were waiting in full formation, with a thin layer of blood-colored mist appearing on their bodies.
The events of the Dragon Banquet seemed to be completely in the past. Everyone's eyes were extremely serious and everyone's steps were extremely steady.
The fog in the Holy Ruins never dissipates. Still couldn't see clearly from three miles away.
Everyone ran for a long time, and suddenly, all the fog in front of them dispersed, and a thousand-foot-high bronze gate stood in front of them. The door stood like a high mountain, with blood-colored patterns all over the door, and a blood cloud surrounded the top of the door.
Like the end of the world.
Every breath that passes. Countless heads and claws of bloody monsters poured out from the door. They were filled with anger and panic, and they screamed silently, as if asking for help from the people outside the door, but they were quickly sucked back into the door by invisible forces. , disappeared, and not long after, those ferocious beasts appeared, trying to break free, and so on.
Every ferocious beast has at least the strength of a great demon king, equivalent to a great scholar of the human race.
This huge bronze door exudes an aura of blood and danger, as if it has the power to devour the world, making people's scalp numb just looking at it.
The bronze door was ajar, and even if there was only a crack, it would still be dozens of feet wide, enough for a large number of people to enter.
The giant bronze door roared softly and slowly closed.
The hearts of every new arrival seem to be pinched by the ever-shrinking crack in the door. Everyone feels that if the door is closed, they will lose the biggest opportunity in their lives.
Under the giant door, stood ten demon beasts. Each demon beast was wearing a strange armor. The armor was covered with golden light, but inside the armor, there were green and black blood vessels with bright red blood flowing inside them. of blood.
The armor seemed to be pure finance entering the flesh and blood, forming a strange blood-gold color.
"The Demon Emperor's Golden Guard." A person's voice contained unconcealable horror.
In front of the ten-headed Demon King's Golden Guards, a total of three thousand demon soldiers were arrayed, blocking the cracks in the bronze door.
Each of these monsters is full of blood and full of murderous intent. Each monster has a strange tattoo on its forehead, which is the symbol of the "Imperial Capital Army", one of the thirteen strongest monster armies in the demon world.
In the sky above the Royal Capital Army, there floated a large flag condensed by Qi and blood. On the flag was a bloody paw print, which was the same as the tattoo. It exuded powerful power to encourage every monster.
As long as the imperial flag is there, these three thousand imperial troops can defeat 100,000 human soldiers.
Opposite the three thousand monsters, there are some strange combinations.
The imperial army is in the south, a large number of demon tribes are in the north, a smaller number of barbarians are in the west, and the seven Juren are in the east, with an even stranger combination surrounding the center of the east, west, south, and north.
Two masses of mist with a diameter of one foot were suspended in the air, and a light pink butterfly flew back and forth in the mist from time to time.
Most of these demon barbarians are at the Juren level, and some demon barbarians have reached the level of demon commanders, which is equivalent to Jinshi.
Farther away, there were more powerful demons or monsters standing, including a snake demon, a tiger demon, a huge alien tree, a lion barbarian with a lion head and a body, etc. There were eight in total, each of them. At least he has the strength of a demon king.
These eight demon kings are different from the demon barbarians who are waiting for them. They sit on the ground, chatting, eating and drinking, almost like the audience watching the show.
These monsters and barbarians are a terrifying force anywhere, capable of destroying cities and states, but under the huge bronze door, they look very small.
The giant bronze door seemed to be a portal to the sky, and all the monsters and barbarians below were just ants.
There was a handsome wolf among the demon emperor's guards. On his shoulder stood a green, almost transparent bird. It was shouting with its mouth open, and the sound could be heard for dozens of miles.
"You insect beasts, listen to the order. I am the Demon Emperor's subordinate and am here to announce the order! The eldest prince has ordered that except for the ten most powerful demon generals and saints in the demon world, no one else can enter the demon ancestral court. Those who disobey the order will have their clan slaughtered! I don't want to talk nonsense. I'm going to kill you all!" After saying that, the bird's feathers exploded, with a fierce look on its face.
Even if this strange singing bird didn't use its mysterious sound, many people felt uncomfortable. Some people even turned pale and felt dizzy.
The few people who have reached the first level of literary courage are not affected at all.
The eight-foot-tall wolf-man handsome Jin Wei's eyes were full of blood. There was almost no fur on his body, because most of his exposed body was covered by the strange blood-gold armor. They don't look like barbarians at all, more like strange machine beasts.
The Wolfman Golden Guard said slowly: "I don't care about the mist butterfly. You can take the mist butterfly and leave. If you dare to enter the demon ancestor's court, you will be killed without mercy!"
Suddenly, a bear roar erupted from the demon group in the north. Xiong Cang, the bear demon general of the holy tribe who had attacked the village, said contemptuously: "There is only one mist butterfly. It's better if you have it. It doesn't matter if you don't have it. But the Demon Ancestor Gate is very important to us." But it is more important than Wudie! After all, Wudie is a foreign object in the demon clan... I won’t say much.”
The ten-foot-tall bear demon will stand upright, like a hill, with a terrifying momentum.
The Wolfman Golden Guard looked at Xiong Cang. He said slowly: "The Royal Capital Army gave an order half a year ago to change your name. You are hiding among the Bear Clan and you still haven't changed your name to 'Xiong Cang'. Since you are here today, don't leave!"
Xiong Cang said angrily: "Bah! Although our Bear Clan doesn't care about the name, the Demon King Jicang can be called Cang. Why can't I! If you have the ability to go to the Bear Clan to kill me, what does it mean to rely on Jin Weiduo in the Holy Ruins? Demon Clan Everyone, the Demon King is neither a demon nor a barbarian, and he despises us pure-blood demons. Are you scary?"
"I'm not even afraid of the Holy Ruins, I'm afraid of what the Demon King will do!"
"I am of the bloodline of the Saint clan. The Demon King has not yet been canonized, so how can he stop me!"
"Let us enter the Demon Ancestor's Court, or we will go back and unite the tribes to defeat the Demon Emperor! Hehe, I was not present for the first two expeditions against the Demon Emperor, but I will definitely participate in the third one!"
The demon king guard's eyes were as fierce as fire, the blood vessels on the blood gold armor gradually became thicker, and the blood flow inside began to accelerate.
"Friends of the barbarians, are you afraid of the Demon Emperor?" Xiong Cang asked the other side with a smile.
"That bastard Demon Emperor is obviously a barbarian but he hates me. It would be better if he died! Our tribe will definitely participate in the third crusade against the Demon Emperor! Anyone who dares to stop me from going to the Demon Ancestor's Court should die!"
"The Demon Ancestor's Gate opens once in a thousand years, how can you miss it?"
"Hey, hey, demon emperor guard, get out of the way right now! Don't point fingers just because you think you are a demon commander. Who among us demon generals from the saint clan has not killed several demon commanders?"
Amid the quarrels between demons and barbarians, Fang Yun and others continued to move forward.
Li Fanming gloated: "The demon world has never been peaceful. In recent years, the human race has a rule of only fighting civilly and not using force. However, the demon world has always been in chaos. It can be said that there is a demon sage, a mountain, a race, a force, and it is far more complicated than the human race. But they It’s scary when you work together.”
A demon king suddenly said: "Huh? Human race is coming."
All the demon barbarians looked at Fang Yun and others.
"Fang Zhenguo! Brother Shoulu! Fan Ming!" A man under the giant bronze door was overjoyed and waved vigorously.
Among the seven candidates, Yan Yukong, Mo Shan and Sun Naiyong, the top three in Shengxu Road, are also there, Zong Wude, who is ranked fifth, is also there, and there is also a person who Fang Yun will remember deeply.
Jiangzhou Jieyuan Liu Zizhi.
None of the three Yan Yukong brought spirit beasts, while the other four all had spirit beasts.
"Why is he here?" Xiong Cang looked at Fang Yun with some fear, a hint of evil flashed in his eyes. He remembered that this man sitting at the entrance of the cave, whose ability to control weak water still frightens him.
When Fang Yun and others got closer, Yan Yukong came over quickly and asked with a serious expression: "Fang Yun, where are you injured? You have to sit on the machine chair."
Fang Yun looked at Yan Yukong, then at Liu Zizhi, who was following Yan Yukong, and said to Yan Yukong: "The minor injury will heal soon. Don't worry, it won't affect my writing of war poems."
Li Fanming couldn't help but said: "Be careful of Mr. Fierce! Mr. Fierce placed his distraction in the spirit leopard's body, sneaked into the Holy Ruins, and attacked and poisoned Master Fang. Fortunately, he was saved, otherwise he would have been killed by Mr. Fierce now."
"The evil king actually sneaked into the holy ruins? It must be "Han Xin's Three Chapters: Dark Crossing Chencang"? I understand!" Yan Yukong immediately figured out the cause and effect.
"Wait, you called him Master Fang?" Yan Yukong couldn't figure it out. (To be continued...)