True dragons are the most powerful life forms in the universe. No other race can surpass dragons in all aspects. Even the bones of a dead young dragon possess great power bestowed by the universe.
The body of the young dragon bone began to expand slowly!
Fang Yun observed quietly and saw that cracks appeared in the words transformed into "Sword Couplets", which was actually a sign of collapse.
However, the scales of the words shook slightly, and one by one the words stood up in the order of the original poem, and each upright word made a sound.
"The sage creates a divine army to resolve the world's disasters..."
The sound was extremely grand, and every word shone, illuminating the Wen Palace and forming an unprecedented force.
“Dang… Dang…”
It was as if the heavy sound of the hammer of heaven and earth striking the world was heard, as if there really was a saint forging divine weapons, pacifying the world, and punishing all evil.
The real dragon bone was pressed down by the tremendous force and became smaller and smaller.
The real dragon bone was filled with panic and screamed angrily.
Slowly, the real dragon bones began to melt and merge with the text scales, just like a golden statue gradually melting under the flames and turning into a light golden liquid.
Fang Yun breathed a long sigh of relief. At this moment, his spiritual body was standing in the Wen Palace. It was a translucent body, like a soul.
At the moment when all the real dragon bones melted, Fang Yun put his left hand fingers together to form a knife and cut his right shoulder fiercely.
The right arm broke off silently.
Fang Yun's entire transparent body swayed like water waves blown by the wind, and his body on the dragon platform was shaking rapidly. A large amount of sweat poured out, and just as it wet his clothes, it was drained away by an invisible force.
In the Wen Palace, Fang Yun's face was pale. He grabbed his right arm with his left hand and threw it towards Wen Dan.
Part of the divine consciousness entered the Wendan and completely merged with the dragon bone.
A ball of liquid gold was suspended in the writing, and soon, a tiny light golden ancient sword appeared above the liquid gold.
The ancient sword was closely connected to the liquid gold, and the liquid gold below seemed to have become the stomach of the ancient sword, constantly supplying nutrients to the ancient sword.
The ancient sword was slowly getting bigger, while the liquid gold was slowly decreasing.
Fang Yun knew that once the liquid gold was completely transformed into an ancient sword, a war of words would begin!
Fang calculated the speed and came to a tragic conclusion. His verbal sparring had so much talent, such strong literary courage and such a bright starry sky shining on it, and the speed at which it was formed was much faster than that of everyone else, but it still took three days to form!
Generally speaking, the Dragon Terrace is only open for seven days.
"I have to endure it during the period of sword pregnancy. I am fine, but some people take two years to conceive a sword, which is longer than pregnancy. Although I cannot use verbal battles at the moment, I can use war poems, and I can continue to select and think about the opening poems, so that the first sword can become invincible!"
Fang Yun looked at his own talent and was stunned.
Originally, each of his four talents was more than two feet high, but now they are less than an inch. Each talent is less than three points high, and together they are only one inch and two points, which is equivalent to an ordinary Jinshi who has just been promoted.
And now, talent is growing only slightly faster than it is consumed.
Fang Yun sighed helplessly. Although he had long known that the unprecedented True Dragon Lip-to-Voice Sword would consume a lot of talent, he did not expect it to consume so much. This meant that any Jinshi who dared to use the True Dragon Bone Pregnant Sword would inevitably be interrupted because of the rapid consumption of talent. Even if it was a peak Jinshi with a talent of ten inches.
At this moment, Fang Yun must use his talent as little as possible and use the best steel on the blade.
"It doesn't matter. As long as it can lead to some verbal battles, everything will be worth it!" Fang Yun thought to himself.
Fang Yun looked at Wen Gong carefully again and found that except for the pitiful lack of talent, everything else was normal, so he left Wen Gong.
Fang Yun opened his eyes and saw the fog butterfly pretending to be a stone flying up in the sky in a hurry.
Fang Yun immediately looked into the distance and saw two dragon demon generals rushing towards him from the far front.
Long before entering Denglongtai, Fang Yun obtained a lot of information about Denglongtai from the academy.
Denglongtai is made up of many floating continents. The floating cloud continents are large and small, and have many shapes, but many of them are very close to each other. Even if the old monsters cannot fly, they can still reach another floating cloud continent by jumping, climbing, and other means.
Before landing, Fang Yun carefully observed this floating cloud land. It was a hundred miles in diameter and could be seen clearly in the sky. No dragon monsters could be seen, but now two dragon monsters appeared, most likely jumping down from above.
Fang Yun looked up at the floating continent dozens of miles in the sky.
If he was still a juren, Fang Yun would have turned around and left, but Fang Yun was now a jinshi, even if there was no verbal sparring, it was impossible for him to die at the hands of the two dragon demon generals, not to mention that there was dragon energy cloud, unless these two dragon demon generals had some mysterious power.
Fang Yun held the Denglong Stone in his hand and squeezed it gently. The Denglong Stone exploded with a snap and turned into a ball of dragon energy cloud that flew to Fang Yun's legs.
Fang Yun put everything around him into the Yinjiangbei, and then stepped onto the Dragon Qi Cloud.
Facing two ordinary dragon demon commanders, Fang Yun had absolute confidence. After all, both sides were at the same level, and Fang Yun had experienced life and death in the Holy Ruins. Fang Yun was not careless. Even if he had a perfect chance of winning, he would stand on the dragon energy cloud and leave at the first opportunity when an accident occurred.
Fang Yun observed the Dragon Demon Commander carefully.
The two dragon demon generals have similar appearances. They are both upright humanoid forms, ten feet tall, and covered with blue-black scales all over their bodies, even on their faces, so the appearance of the dragon demon generals is particularly terrifying.
The Dragon Demon Commander not only has scales similar to dragon scales on his body, but his claws are also sharp and hard. The black claw tips can easily cut through hard granite.
The two dragon demon generals also have tails. At first glance, they look like upright lizard barbarians.
Fang Yun observed carefully and found that in addition to scales on the faces of the two demon generals, there was a faint dragon pattern on each of them, indicating that the strength of these two demon generals was average.
Fang Yun pondered in his mind and quickly decided to use these two dragon demon generals to test the power of his war poems. In case he encountered an unexpected accident in the future, he could save his life or fight based on the actual power of the war poems.
Fang Yun put down the tray in front of his chest, calculated the time and started writing.
Writing quickly can only speed up the writing of war poems, but cannot enhance their power. However, writing quickly consumes talent, and now that there is enough time, Fang Yun can just slowly write the war poems.
Fang Yun wrote "Arrow in the Stone". After this scholar's war poem was given a poetic soul, its power was equivalent to that of a juren's war poem, and the key point was that the distance was extremely long.
When the Dragon Demon Commander pounced to a distance of twenty feet, the arrow hit the stone, and a thick long arrow shot straight at the Dragon Demon Commander on the left.
The intelligence of the Dragon Demon Commander was comparable to that of the demon barbarian. When the Dragon Demon Commander saw that it was just an ordinary arrow, he sneered and casually swung his claws at it, trying to smash the arrow to pieces like a bug.
"Puff..."
The arrow in the stone easily pierced through the palm of the Dragon Demon Commander.
"ah… "
The Dragon Demon Commander's screams spread throughout the floating cloud land.
"Why is your war poem so powerful!" The Dragon Demon Commander roared in ancient demon language. After roaring, he looked down at his right palm, which had a big hole on it.
Ordinary wounds of the demon race can be healed quickly with blood and qi, but this wound is very strange. The Dragon Demon Commander must either consume ten times the blood and qi to make the wound heal quickly, or wait a few more days. (To be continued...)