Fang Yun's attitude was nonchalant, but Zhang Zilong used his remaining talent to shout: "Don't take it lightly! The Lord of Plague is the strongest among the semi-saints. His illusory power can already turn the virtual into the real. You..."
Zhang Zilong continued to shout, but Fang Yun could no longer hear him.
A mysterious force descended, and the three hundred scholars saw that an egg-shaped transparent shield of white light suddenly rose where Fang Yun was, and inside the shield, land with a diameter of three miles appeared.
Thousands of rivers are rushing on that land, and there is a continuous mountain range. This mountain range has a total of nine huge peaks lined up in a row, towering into the clouds, and countless monsters live on the mountains.
Kong Detian cried out, "That's the Monster King Mountain Range! It's the place where the Monster King Barbarian King practices. The Lord of Plague turned the virtual into the real and threw Fang Yun in it, which is equivalent to letting Fang Yun face countless monster kings in the monster world. He will definitely die!"
"Is this really the Demon King Mountain Range? That's even more terrifying than the Demon Marquis Plains." Qiao Juze was terrified.
"Yes, it is indeed the Demon King Mountain Range." Yan Yukong sighed lightly.
Sun Renbing sighed helplessly and said, "As expected of a Saint Lord among Semi-Saints, he not only has a plague clone, but also condenses an illusory clone and uses an illusory land. The situation is over, the situation is over."
"Is it impossible for Fang Xusheng to break through this illusory place?"
"If Fang Xusheng still retained the Lord Star position, there might be a chance, but the illusory clone used those ten thousand monsters to trick Fang Yun into losing the Lord Star position, and it is too late to save the situation."
"But this is just the Plague Lord's clone. Can it really turn the virtual into the real?"
"After becoming a saint, all powers will undergo a qualitative change. The demon saint and the barbarian saint are gifted. Even if they cannot comprehend the power of the saint, they can directly control it with their powerful blood! If the half-saint of our human race cannot comprehend the power of the saint, they will only have a partial understanding and will be completely no match for the demon and barbarian half-saint. But if they can comprehend it thoroughly, they will definitely surpass the demon and barbarian half-saint. Don't think that the Lord of Plague is just a clone. But he can directly control the power of the saint, so he can naturally turn the virtual into the real!"
"Ren Bing is right. The reason why Fang Xusheng was able to kill the Plague Clone was that the Five Wonderful Medical Books suppressed the Sainthood power of the Plague Clone. However, now that he is in the illusory land, the medical books are useless, and there are no books that can see through the power of illusion. He can only rely on a strong literary courage to break through. Not to mention that Fang Xusheng is only a second-level literary courage, even a third-level literary courage cannot see through this illusory land!"
"Since the Lord of Plague has used the Land of Illusion, he must be in it. Perhaps Fang Xusheng has a way to find it. This is the biggest drawback of the power of illusion. Its master cannot stay outside of the illusion, otherwise the illusion cannot become real."
"It is best to use the power of illusion to dissolve it. If there is no power of illusion, you can only use the power of the same level to confront it, and then find the location of the illusionary clone and injure it. In fact, once the illusionary land appears, Fang Xusheng may not be able to tell where he is, and even... when writing war poems, he will make mistakes. Then he will be attacked by the war poems!"
"How can it be so serious?"
Sun Renbing's eyes dimmed, and he said, "One of my ancestors in the military school once fought against a demon saint clone who also mastered the power of illusion in the ancient land of the deserted city. That clone was much more powerful than the current Lord of Plague. After the opponent used the power of illusion, the great scholar of the military school was completely unaware of it. He originally wanted to use military tactics to strengthen the army, but was reversed by the power of illusion. He used the great scholar's war poem, which slaughtered 50,000 human troops, including his descendants. After the power of illusion was removed, the great scholar was so angry that he vomited blood and tried to fight with the demon saint clone, but the other party left. The great scholar of the military school was shattered on the spot and finally went crazy."
"I've heard this rumor before, but I never thought it was true..."
The atmosphere in Xinglin was extremely depressing. The three hundred scholars looked at that illusory place and completely lost their confidence. Even the great scholar could be easily controlled, let alone Fang Yun. The Xu Sheng only had a high status, but lacked strength.
Sun Renbing said: "We cannot break this illusory land. After all, it is the power of the Saint. But the moment the illusory land is retracted, the illusory clone will surely appear. We still have a chance."
Kong Detian said: "I will go first, and use the rest of my life to inspire my loyalty and fight to the death with the illusory clone."
"Let me come too. It's impossible for one person to hurt the Lord of Illusion."
"I'll come too. If we can gather a hundred people, we can take advantage of the time when the Illusionary Clone has just used up his strength to deal with Fang Xusheng. We have a chance to hurt him, and the rest of us may have a chance of survival."
Ma Chaoming said: "Let us old guys come. You are young and have a future, but we are old and have no hope of becoming Hanlin. We might as well sacrifice our lives for justice!" As he said this, Ma Chaoming stood up with difficulty.
It was difficult for the newly-appointed and young Jinshi to stand up, but hundreds of middle-aged Jinshi seemed to be injected with powerful strength and stood up one after another.
Their spines are straighter than pens, and their figures are taller than mountains.
A light breeze blew, and petals and leaves flew, passing by the middle-aged scholars standing there, and flew towards the illusory place with a diameter of three miles.
Fang Yun stood there motionless, looking around vigilantly, because after the Lord of Plague finished speaking those words, he suddenly found himself at the foot of an unfamiliar mountain. There lived a large number of monsters on the mountain. Those monsters were extremely tall, and looked very much like monster kings or great monster kings.
The Lord of Plague's voice sounded again: "Fang Yun, you died at the hands of this Saint and the Barbarian Saint. In the words of your human race, it is as heavy as Mount Tai! After I kill you, the Ancestral God will definitely reward me, and I will soon ascend to the Great Saint! By then, I will definitely lead the army in person, join forces with the nine Great Saints, and attack Liangjie Mountain again!"
"What? There are nine great saints returning to the demon world? Don't talk nonsense!" Fang Yun seemed to not believe the words of the Lord of Plague at all and wanted to argue with him.
"Haha... You little slave boy, you want to delay time? Foolish! Do you see that those demon kings and barbarian kings have already started running towards here and will kill you soon!"
Fang Yun looked towards the direction of the mountain, and sure enough, there were many monsters rushing towards him.
Fang Yun looked around nervously, began to slowly back away, and reached out to touch the Yinjiangbei.
“Hahaha… I took the opportunity to take away your Yinjiangbei. You are useless now!”
"You..." Fang Yun was extremely angry, but he couldn't speak.
"You don't even have a brush, let's see how you can write war poems!"
Fang Yun clenched his fists and watched helplessly as a large number of demon kings and barbarian kings rushed over aggressively.
"I still have some verbal sparring to do!" Fang Yun said while gritting his teeth, and quickly recited Cangfeng's poem "Song of the Sword". Then a light appeared in his mouth, and he was about to release the True Dragon Ancient Sword.
"Even if your verbal sparring is combined with the power of Cang Feng Shi, you will never be able to kill these demon kings!" The Way of Plague.
Those demon kings and barbarian kings were getting closer and closer. Wherever they stepped, the ground cracked, dust flew, and strong energy and blood rushed straight into the sky, forming tremendous power.
"I'm going to fight you!" Fang Yun roared, suddenly uttering sharp words.
At the same time, the Lord of Plague finally couldn't help laughing again, because once Fang Yun released his verbal sniper, he could confuse Fang Yun's perception and vision, and let the verbal sniper kill Fang Yun in turn.
The six-ring ancient sword came out of his mouth.
The Lord of Plague's voice suddenly stopped.
The art of war is to openly repair the plank road and secretly cross Chencang!
The True Dragon Ancient Sword appeared silently one hundred and twenty feet behind Fang Yun, and the tip of the sword pierced into the air. However, blood with a hint of gold flowed out of the sword and dripped slowly.
Fang Yun turned around slowly, and two full moons appeared in his eyes. He observed the myriad worlds and the abyss, like a saint patrolling the sky!
The entire illusory land exploded like pieces of glass, and a two-foot-long green snake was pierced by the True Dragon Ancient Sword, and the lower half of its body fell to the ground.
The dark green snake head was desperately spitting out its tongue, its eyes were red, it was extremely crazy, and it let out a shrill scream.
"How can you have the Eye of the Moon Goddess! How can you have it!"
The three hundred scholars had originally prepared themselves for death. The middle-aged scholars who reacted the fastest even began to mobilize their righteous hearts, but when they saw this scene, they were all at a loss.
How did Fang Yun cut off the clone of the Lord of Plague
"Thanks to the gift from you monsters. If it weren't for your Wolf Barbarian Saint who gave me a Moon Phase Divine Stone in the Demon Ancestor's Gate, allowing me to gain the power of the Moon Goddess, I wouldn't have the eyes to see through the illusory power. Please thank that Wolf Barbarian Half Saint on my behalf!" A faint smile appeared on Fang Yun's face.
The combination of the massive moonlight from the Mid-Autumn Literary Festival, the Wolf Barbarian Saint's Moon Phase Stone, and the Moon Goddess's relics gave Fang Yun's eyes unprecedented power.
"You... I'm going to kill you! Your verbal sniping can't kill me!" The small half of the snake twisted wildly, trying to rush towards Fang Yun.
Even if this is just an illusory clone and the power of the holy body is not strong, it is far superior to that of an ordinary demon lord and is second only to the demon king. It is definitely capable of killing human scholars.
"You can not!"
After Fang Yun finished speaking, he controlled the True Dragon Ancient Sword and the Ink Sword to use the "strangulation" technique at the same time. The two swords were like two small whirlwinds, strangling the Plague Lord's illusory clone into meat paste.
Ordinary verbal sparring naturally cannot kill the holy body of the clone, but the True Dragon Ancient Sword has the pattern of a true dragon, and the Ink Sword is the embodiment of the second realm of calligraphy. It is the power formed by the text monument in the Lingyan Pavilion!
One is the ancient power of the dragon clan, and the other is the power of human civilization, which completely defeats the holy body of the demon lord level.
The half of the snake on the ground shook slightly and turned into a complete but shorter snake.
“You can’t kill… uh…” The Plague Lord’s tongue twisted and he suddenly couldn’t speak.
Because the illusory power is being stripped away by Fang Yun's Eye of the Moon Goddess!
The one who controls the most powerful illusory power in the universe is the Moon Goddess.
The Plague Lord's clone was supported by the illusory power of the saintly position. Now that the illusory power has been taken away by the Eye of the Moon Goddess, his body will no longer be a holy body, but will fall to that of an ordinary demon lord.
"Goodbye." After Fang Yun said this, he controlled the True Dragon Ancient Sword to fall and strangle him.
"I won't let you go! I swear! I swear! I..."
The little snake turned into meat paste.
The inkstone turtle on the tray in front of Fang Yun suddenly had its eyes light up, and it rushed out suddenly, opened its mouth and sucked something, and it was unknown what it sucked. It returned to Fang Yun's feet, shaking its head and tail happily, and turned over, sleeping soundly with its belly facing the sky.
Fang Yun bent down to pick up the inkstone turtle, but his body swayed and he almost fell.
The Eye of the Moon Goddess drained all his talent.
Fang turned around and saw a group of scholars with dull faces. (To be continued...)