Those five Jinshi were exactly the five people who had left the Lei family before.
"Help! Fang Xusheng, we were wrong! I apologize to you! There are ten demon lords behind us, please save us! As long as you lend a helping hand, once I return to the Lei family, I will do my best to resolve the feud between the two families! Don't you agree?" Lei Li turned his head and looked at the Lei family members around him.
"Saving your life is like giving you a new life. We will definitely do our best to mediate!"
"Our Lei family was wrong before!"
The five members of the Lei family successively confessed their mistakes and asked for help.
Many scholars hesitated. After all, these five people were the backbone of the human race, and the human race shared honor and disgrace. Now they apologized sincerely, so they should be rescued.
Many scholars secretly looked at Fang Yun while running and found that Fang Yun seemed unmoved.
Ji Shouyu suddenly whispered, "The five men have been bewitched and are no longer the original five scholars of the Lei family. We will pretend to help them, and when they get close, we will kill them!"
When everyone heard Ji Shouyu say this, they immediately became alert.
Ji Shouyu used his talent to control his voice so that only the three hundred people around him could hear it. The heavy rain prevented the sound from spreading outside, and people could not hear his voice more than ten feet away.
However, the five Lei family scholars suddenly froze, and the leader Lei Li showed an extremely ferocious smile on his face, saying: "You little slaves, you are smart. You actually saw through my secret method."
Lei Li's voice was full of strange metallic sounds, like the clanging of swords and guns, faintly emitting an indescribable chill. The mere sound was enough to create an inextinguishable fear in the hearts of the Jinshi. Some of the Jinshi with less literary courage even felt their knees go weak and they almost fell down.
Fang Yun and a few other Jinshi had sharp eyes. Through the rain, they saw that Lei Li had a very strange expression, as if he was angry and struggling.
Sun Renbing said softly, "The Lord of Plague is indeed one of the most vicious demon saints. If he kills the five people of the Lei family, they will be nothing but zombies, worse than demon soldiers. But now he doesn't kill them. He wants to attack us by relying on his demonic control, but unfortunately he was discovered. Even so, these five people are still a problem for us."
The scholars were stunned and secretly glanced at Fang Yun again.
The five people from the Lei family are still alive!
Fang Yun is the leader of the human race’s scholars!
Whether to kill or not is decided by Fang Yun!
"What a vicious Lord of Plague!" Ma Chaoming gritted his teeth.
The team fell into a brief silence, and Kong Detian's voice quickly broke the silence.
"As the 'worshiper' of the Holy Court, I order the scholars of the hunting ground to kill the five people of the Lei family who were enslaved by the Lord of Plague! These five people are no longer among the human race!"
Qiao Juze breathed a sigh of relief and said hurriedly, "Since Kong Fengsi has given the order, we will naturally obey it."
Fang Yun looked at Kong Detian and nodded slightly to express his gratitude.
Kong Detian was so decisive naturally in order to preserve Fang Yun's literary reputation.
Ever since the Lei family was punished by the Three Rites Fire, they have lost all their face. As long as there is a little excuse, they will bite like a mad dog.
At this moment, we all show our sense of being in the same boat.
The thunderbolt suddenly burst into a roar and cursed, "You cowardly bandits! I fought the Lord of Plague alone, but you gave up so early. You are not worthy of being human! If the saints knew about this, they would definitely punish you!"
Ji Shouyu's eyes flashed, and he said, "This person has been completely enslaved by the Lord of Plague. It is definitely not Lei Li who is speaking. You must not be fooled!"
Mo Shan immediately said, "This is a trick used by the Lord of Plague. It is recorded in our Mo family's books that the Lord of Plague likes to enslave others and pretend to be human! Lei Li and the other five are dead!"
Mo Shan had just finished speaking. Lei Li in the distance begged desperately: "Don't give up on me! I shed blood for the human race and hunted for Jia Country. Even if I have no merit, I have worked hard. Don't give up on me! I stick to my literary courage, and the Lord of Plague can't completely enslave me! In the past, a university scholar was enslaved, and he eventually used his literary courage to hurt the Lord of Plague's mind! You must believe me."
Yan Yukong sighed and said, "The Lord of Plague is indeed cunning. He imitated Lei Li very well, but we must not be deceived by him!"
"He is not the Lord of Plague, but the Lord of Despicableness!"
"You are trying to mess with my literary courage with such a petty trick? How ridiculous!"
The three hundred human scholars continued to run, while the demon army had to maintain its formation and move further and further away from everyone. However, every scholar knew that the talents of everyone were running little, especially those newly promoted scholars, whose remaining talents could not support them to run for a quarter of an hour.
However, those monsters can run long distances and will definitely catch up with everyone.
Soon, Sun Renbing said, "We can't run anymore. We must fight."
Fang Yun sighed helplessly and said, "Stop and take a short break. In this battle, we must use the power of the stars."
"But what about those plague zombies?" One person looked worriedly at the ferocious plague monsters in the distance. The plague monsters were controlled by the power of the plague. Their bodies had undergone drastic changes under the influence of the plague power, becoming harder. They also carried the plague. Once they got close, they would pose a great threat to everyone.
"I will first use the power of the semi-saint star position to summon the medical will of the ancestor saint Zhang Zhongjing, which is enough to suppress the plague power of the plague zombies in a short period of time. As long as we kill all the remaining monsters and escape safely within this time, the Lord of Plague will not be able to do anything to us. Once the plague zombies are too far away from the clone of the Lord of Plague, they will inevitably dissipate on their own." Zhang Zilong said.
Fang Yun said, "How about using fire attack? When the plague breaks out, it should be burned with fire." Fang Yun said, and with a wave of his hand, the heavy rain dissipated. A large amount of rain water evaporated, making the ground dry.
Zhang Zhixing said immediately: "The power of the medical star position will eventually restrain the Lord of Plague. If we use it now, we will be helpless even if we encounter the Lord of Plague. Fang Xusheng is right. Since we need to summon the power of fire, I can summon the thoughts of the ancestor Zhang Heng, use the armillary sphere, summon the fire of the sun, and burn the plague corpses. If you have poems about fire, use them together."
"I can only use the power of the stars! I didn't expect that I would be no match for the Lord of Plague."
Everyone was helpless. Once the power of the stars was used, it would be almost impossible to rush up the Demon Mountain. This was what the Lord of Plague wanted.
Everyone prepared again, and soon, two armies of 50,000 demons surrounded them from the front and back, while tens of thousands of plague zombies rushed over from the other side.
In the previous battle, about 100,000 demons and barbarians died. The dead demons and barbarians kept getting up, and the number of plague zombies formed increased.
The three parties surrounded them, and the three scholars successively released the power of their star positions.
Zhang Zhixing stretched out his hand and pointed at the tens of thousands of plague corpses, saying: "The sky is like an egg, and the celestial bodies are like bullets. The sun is like fire, and fire is external light!"
A tall, thin old man with a long beard appeared behind Zhang Zhixing. He held the armillary sphere in his left hand and the seismometer in his right hand, and looked up at the sky.
The old man's gaze was like a blade between heaven and earth, cutting a huge space crack in the sky.
A huge fireball with a diameter of one mile appeared from the space crack. The fireball was like the sun across the sky, and the flames burned the sky.
The human race was better off. The demon generals all frowned, and all the demon soldiers felt burning all over and in great pain.
The plague corpse soldiers were originally full of vigor, but when they were illuminated by the star-position sun, the green plague power in their bodies slowly burned and turned into smelly black smoke, becoming extremely weak. (To be continued...)