County Magistrate He looked back, then looked at the fleeing snake demon, gritted his teeth, and continued to chase it with the help of the running poem. The great scholar's obscene article was too important, so it was worth it even if there were some casualties.
"Be careful of the demon turtle!"
Fang Yun retreated with the scholars.
"You are all going to die!" The demon turtle roared in demon language, and suddenly sprayed forward a stream of blood mixed with dark green color. The blood suddenly turned into poisonous mist, stretching for a hundred feet in radius, covering everyone.
"not good!"
Chen Xibi suddenly waved his writing brush, and a strange light flashed across the brush. Three tornadoes several dozen feet high rose from the ground, blowing up poisonous fog.
But the poisonous fog spread too quickly, covering not only hundreds of demons, but also hundreds of human soldiers and scholars.
Those candidates either used their literary treasures or recited a poem "A strong wind is rising", and immediately a small wind blew around them, dispersing the nearby poisonous fog.
Those soldiers suddenly screamed. Although the Yuanqi Armor of Yu Zi Tong Pao was powerful, the source of the poisonous fog was the snake venom of the demon commander. The Yuanqi Armor quickly dissipated, and the poisonous fog entered the skin of those people. The snake venom entered the body and there was no cure.
After screaming two or three times, more than a hundred soldiers died.
The people behind were horrified, especially the dozen or so students who had never actually been on a battlefield. Their faces turned pale. More than a hundred people died suddenly. The real battlefield was too cruel.
Before the poisonous fog dissipated, the demon turtle suddenly used its magic again, and a huge wave even bigger than before came over. This wave was also mixed with snake venom. The Jinshi would surely die if he was poisoned.
"Use Wenbao to intercept the big waves!"
"Everyone climb up the trees and don't let the water touch your body!"
Mr. Wang held the Jinshi Wenbao in his hand and shouted, "Everyone come closer to me!"
Fang Yun and other people nearby rushed towards Mr. Wang together. Then the Jinshi Wenbao in Mr. Wang's hand emitted a green light. Wenbao chanted the war poem "Ode to the Cassia Tree" written by a semi-saint. A green tree shadow rose from the ground, and everyone within a ten-foot radius was covered by the tree shadow.
The person enveloped by the shadow of the big tree looked forward and saw Chen Xibi using three tornadoes to crash into the huge waves, while all the other candidates used "Canglang Xing" to summon huge waves to collide with the huge waves of the demon turtle.
"Boom boom boom..."
Water mist exploded in the sky, and the huge wave attack of the demon turtle finally slowed down.
The huge waves of the demon turtle used the power of the fake dragon ball. It was not just a sorcery, but like a river bursting its banks. Without a dozen scholars, it was impossible to stop it. Fortunately, Chen Xibi was there. His three tornadoes took root in the huge waves, forming the illusion of a dragon sucking water, sucking away a large amount of water and rolling it into the sky.
Everyone tried to look forward, but their view was blocked by the mist and tornado, and they could not see what the demon turtle was doing.
Suddenly, a fist-sized water-colored ball pierced through the mist and tornado at an incredible speed and flew towards Chen Xibi like a meteor. The ball carried terrible power, and a loud rumbling sound erupted afterwards, and a deep trench was plowed out on the ground.
"Fake Dragon Ball!"
Everyone was shocked. They didn't expect that this demon turtle was so insidious. It first used fog to interfere with vision, and then used huge waves to obscure the process of mobilizing the fake dragon ball. Now the fake dragon ball was approaching, and its speed was too fast. Even the Hanlin could not avoid it. At least only the Grand Secretary could remain unscathed.
Chen Xibi didn't expect that this demon turtle would be so decisive and used its strongest killing move as soon as they fought.
Chen Xibi immediately released a Jinshi Wenbao protective shield and tried his best to dodge, but the fake dragon ball still penetrated the Wenbao's shield and hit his left shoulder.
Blood splattered, and Chen Xibi flew out like a kite with a broken string, along with his left arm, which was broken at the shoulder.
Everyone saw that a huge gap appeared on Chen Xibi’s left shoulder, and people with good eyesight could even see a beating heart through the wound.
If Chen Xibi was not a Jinshi, he would have died now, but at this moment the talent in his literary palace was activated, attracting the surrounding heaven and earth energy to seal the wound.
Chen Xibi fell heavily to the ground. The scholar next to him hurriedly picked him up, and then poisonous water rushed over.
Many people either climbed up the tree or rushed into the shadow of the osmanthus tree.
Wherever the poisonous water passed, no grass grew. When the poisonous water hit the shadow of the osmanthus tree, it immediately separated and was gradually absorbed by the ground.
The ground was wet everywhere, and many scholars were standing on tree branches, looking at the demon turtle in front of them with full vigilance.
The demon turtle expelled most of the snake venom and looked back, discovering that the snake demon was fighting with County Magistrate He. He then looked at the unconscious Chen Xibi, and greed flashed in his eyes.
"Since you forced me to use the dragon balls, I will eat you as a tonic! One Jinshi, and so many Juren and Xiucai, after eating you, it will be enough for me to be promoted to a demon commander immediately. Then I will hide in the Dragon Palace and Li Wenying will not be able to find me!" After the demon turtle said this, it rushed towards the Juren who was holding Chen Xibi, but its speed was much slower than before. The use of the fake dragon balls and poisoning greatly reduced its strength.
None of the guests fled, because they all knew that once Chen Xibi fell unconscious, no one together could kill this demon turtle. This was a demon turtle that had condensed a fake dragon ball.
A lieutenant general shouted, "You are running away with the Lord in your arms. Students of the Academy of Literature, run away too! All soldiers, join me in killing the monster! Where my body is, where my righteousness is. My blood will turn into jade and I will exchange ten years of my life for the righteousness of heaven and earth!"
The lieutenant suddenly slapped his left chest on the heart position with his right hand and suddenly sprayed a mouthful of blood mist forward. The bright red blood mist immediately turned into big characters, forming the famous "Dafengge".
The wind rises and the clouds fly, my power spreads across the country and I return to my hometown. How can I find brave warriors to guard the four directions
These large blood-red characters quickly turned into pieces of jade text and flew towards the demon turtle.
The lieutenant general's hair turned half white in an instant, and his skin aged at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"A madman from the human race!" The demon turtle dodged in a hurry as if it had seen a ghost.
The jade characters collided with each other, making a tinkling sound, and then turned into a jade tornado. The face of the general appeared in the tornado, and it rolled towards the demon turtle at a speed twice as fast as the ordinary "Great Wind Song".
Different from the tornado formed by ordinary "Great Wind Song", this Great Wind Song actually contained a power that frightened the demon clan, and a faint sense of righteousness.
At the same time, the faint sense of righteousness spread in all directions. Every person with literary talent felt that his talent was constantly increasing. If he wrote war poems, his power would be increased by at least 10%.
Everyone who saw this scene couldn't help but feel their blood boiling. The soldiers who were originally afraid of death either jumped off the tree or walked out of the shadow of the osmanthus tree and rushed forward with weapons in hand.
"My life is enough to stop the demon turtle from breathing! Sir, it's up to you!" A soldier stepped forward with a shield in hand, his steps steady.
"I'm worth two breaths!" A scholar kept shooting arrows at the demon turtle.
An old soldier holding a spear stood in front of a scholar.
"Loyalty and loyalty." Fang Yun murmured to himself. Now he finally understood why the human race had been able to stand on the Shengyuan Continent for thousands of years.
With these warriors that even the demons are afraid of, how could the human race be defeated!
The green tornado finally hit the demon turtle, but the demon turtle retracted its head and limbs into it, and a faint blood light appeared on its shell. The tornado scraped against the shell, making a rustling sound, and even scraped off a tiny powder, but it still could not hurt the demon turtle.
After five breaths, the tornado disappeared, and the demon turtle stuck its head out intact, opened its mouth, revealing a row of sharp teeth, and its eyes widened.
"Your righteous energy hurts me so much! If I hadn't consumed my demon blood to protect it, my precious shell would have been damaged! None of you can escape, die!" The demon turtle suddenly opened its mouth wide.
Another scholar-general cried out, "Run! It's Long Xiao!"
It's too late.
"Ah..."
A majestic dragon roar came out from the mouth of the demon turtle, and the dragon roar turned into three waves of air rolling in all directions. This was not water, but an omnipresent sound that no one could escape.
The first wave of air swept through, breaking large trees wherever it passed. The protective force formed by all the juren literary treasures was on the verge of collapse, and the virtual shadow of the osmanthus tree formed by Mr. Wang's jinshi literary treasure was shaken.
The soldiers, students and scholars who had no literary treasures or insufficient protective power were immediately blown away by the air wave and fell unconscious.
The second wave of air followed closely, and all the Juren's defensive forces collapsed. Many Juren were hit by the air wave and suffered minor injuries, while those who were previously unconscious were completely killed.
Cracks appeared in the shadow of the osmanthus tree where Fang Yun was.
Before the third wave of air could take effect, the music of Yu Boya's famous song "High Mountains" suddenly sounded from behind, and Fang Yun turned around to look.
There was a floating zither in front of the scholar at the back of the hall. He stroked it with his hands, and beautiful music jumped out. Then, a phantom of a mountain appeared between the monster turtle and the crowd.
"boom!"
The third wave of dragon roar collided with "High Mountain", making a loud noise and splashing dust.
Fang Yun looked around and saw that all the trees within a hundred feet were broken. Except for the scholar, all the people outside the shadow of the osmanthus tree were killed by the dragon roar of the demon turtle.
There were four hundred people when they came, but now there are less than a hundred.
Fang Yun clenched his fists tightly.
Mr. Wang suddenly said, "You students, run away immediately. Leave this to us!"
After Mr. Wang finished speaking, he suddenly walked forward, saying loudly as he walked: "Where my body is, where my righteousness is. My blood will turn into jade, and I will exchange ten years of my life for the righteousness of heaven and earth!"
A mouthful of hot blood spurted out, and this time the blood turned not into a poem about killing the enemy, but into a poem about protecting the enemy, "My Brother and I".
Mr. Wang's "With You as My Comrades" already had a poetic soul, and now inspired by his righteousness and loyalty, it has become close to the legendary holy soul.
The jade words exploded, and with the shouts of thousands of troops, they turned into pieces of jade-colored vitality armor that fell on everyone. There was a thin layer of flame on the surface of everyone's vitality armor. The demon soldiers and civilians felt a stinging pain in their eyes at just one look and kept crying.
The protective ability of this jade armor alone is no less than that of a poem "Mountain Ode".
The power of the second level of loyalty exploded, and all the scholars felt an even stronger sense of righteousness.
The demon turtle hesitated for a moment and his eyes fell on the unconscious Chen Xibi.
The talent of the Jinshi comes from the Wenquxing star, and the monsters can absorb power from the moonlight and other stars, but they can never absorb the power of Wenquxing directly. However, they can gain power by devouring people with literary status.
The body of a Jinshi is a treasure in the eyes of any demon general.
"In order to ascend the Dragon Platform..." The demon turtle once again rushed towards the scholar who was holding Chen Xibi.
“Stop him!”