The battle poems of the Amazing Saint level, except for the Kaikong Saint, no one has made it!

Some of the ones left behind have also been slowly treasured by some big people. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

And those shocking holy war poems that killed countless demons back then, with the disappearance of Kong Sheng, the human race was no longer preserved.

Because even the best holy pages can't carry the poems of the Holy War, it is impossible for the demi-saints to use them if they want to practice.

Of course, the most powerful thing among the holy relics now is the half-holy seal, which can only be condensed once in a lifetime.

"It's such a terrible war poem, I can't even see any words in my head just by looking at it!"

"Yes, I suspect that this battle poem can't be continued at all!"

"This is a quatrain, and there is no understanding through the ages!" Countless scribes continued to exclaim in the world.

"It's too difficult!" Yan Yufeng also shook his head, looking at Zhuang Yichen with sneering eyes! He didn't believe that anyone could continue the following verses at all, unless it was the saints.

As for Zhuang Yichen, it is simply impossible! This sentence has almost pushed the power of the water system's war poetry to the maximum, and it can be said that it already belongs to the level of the laws of heaven and earth.

What should be used to deal with this kind of supreme softness and rigidity, which cannot be resisted? Therefore, Yan Yufeng looked at Zhuang Yichen with the look of a clown at this time.

"Zhuang Yichen, you can deal with it! I'll give you an hour!" In the holy light, a peaceful voice sounded again.

"Thank you Baiya Sheng!" Zhuang Yichen smiled slightly, and bowed his hand!

However, the civil and military suspense list was presided over, so Zhuang Yichen immediately judged that it was him.

"Is it the presence of the Holy Saint of Baiya?"

"Oh my God, I actually heard the holy voice of Baiya Sheng!" Many people couldn't help but get excited, and ordinary people knelt on the ground in awe.

"I'm looking forward to it!" did not deny his identity, which made many people even more excited.

Zhuang Yichen took a deep breath, he knew what he meant by the time of an hour.

Li Bai's poem is familiar on the earth, and many poetry lovers can recite it.

Even some people who don't like poetry very much can hum two sentences casually! For no other reason, because this poem is so powerful. In particular, one of the sentences that I am born to be useful, I don't know how many people have been inspired.

But in the Shenlong Continent, this is a proper work of astonishment, even if it is written casually, the talent consumed is extremely amazing.

In short, "Will Enter the Wine" is not long, but it has a complex number of tones and an extraordinary atmosphere. Its author, the poet immortal Li Bai, is one of the most familiar and loved ancient Chinese poets, and a figure full of mysteries.

This "Will Enter the Wine" is definitely a representative of the heroic poem, with an unimaginable blessing effect, which can at least more than double the combat effectiveness.

This is also where the poem is powerful, what is the definition of double, it can definitely make people have the power to transcend the level in an instant, and it is not like the elixir, which leaves a lot of sequelae.

The reason why this psalm can be smoothly transmitted to oneself, or to others, is that the momentum and power that shake the past and the present lies in its full and deep inner feelings, and the surging depression and anger under the underlying drinking words.

Zhuang Yichen also appeared in his hand, and the soul energy in his body turned into pseudo-talent and began to write in the air.

He carefully maintained his pseudo-talent at the peak level of Wen Jinshi, and then wrote: "You don't see it, Gao Tang Mingjing is sad and white-haired......"

As soon as Jun didn't see it, Zhuang Yichen felt that the talent qi in his body was flowing extremely fast, and just three words consumed one-third of the pseudo-talent qi.

After Gao Tang Mingjing finished writing, Wen Jinshi's peak talent was actually consumed.

Zhuang Yichen couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head, and immediately took out the elixir of the recovered talent. Although it is not actually necessary, it should be done as well.

"Huh?" sighed lightly, and at this time, the seven words written by Zhuang Yichen had already fallen below the previous sentence, which seemed to fit quite well visually.

Zhuang Yichen sat down cross-legged and put on a look of recovering his talent, and at this time, these seven words had already aroused the discussion of countless people in the world.

"The second sentence also starts with Jun not seeing, could it be that this sentence on the civil and military suspense list can only be regarded as half a sentence?"

"Yes, but compared with the Yellow River, this high hall mirror seems to be much less courageous!"

"Here are the three words from the sky, I can't think of what to do!"

"It seems that Zhuang Yichen is just taking the form and not being able to see it, and he has failed!" Some people speak more fairly and talk about things, but some people have already begun to gloat later.

even started some malicious attacks, saying that Zhuang Yichen didn't learn and didn't know how to do it, and bullshit wasn't.

However, many Confucian powerhouses stared at the seven words written by Zhuang Yichen at this time, with solemn expressions, as if they were immersed in it.

The first sentence of the civil and military suspense list has exhausted the power of the law of the water system, but what Zhuang Yichen wrote at this time could not see the clue.

Even if the sentence can be connected, if it can't reflect the power of the law, it will be considered a failure.

"This Confucian suspense list is so difficult!" At this time, the Confucian people were all in a cold sweat and woke up in shock! Fortunately, they did not rush to crack the civil and military suspense list, otherwise once they failed, their minds would be affected, and then the road to sanctification would be more twists and turns.

Without a heart that is extremely resolute, confident and wise, how can it be possible to achieve the holy path?

"The water of the Yellow River is a natural phenomenon, close to the rules of heaven and earth. Gao Tang Mingjing is humane, how can it be compared with the image of nature?" At this time, Yan Yufeng shook his head, with disdain in his eyes.

In his opinion, Zhuang Yichen was just deliberately delaying time and grandstanding at this time! Playing such a hand was just to get a step down in the future, and he could make a name for himself after admitting defeat.

And the people in the Qi State Mission thought the same! If it weren't for the fact that again, they would have reprimanded them for fear of losing their dignity in front of the saints.

"It's too difficult!" Generalissimo Li shook his head, Gao Tang Mingjing had a vague answer to how to write the next three words, but the key was how to continue the last half of the sentence.

It's almost impossible to write poetry that is comparable to the laws of the water system. And at his level, of course, he understands that even if Zhuang Yichen can write, he must have a certain degree of mastery of this power.

But if it weren't so difficult, how could it be included in the civil and military suspense list.

Hidden in the holy light, looking at Zhuang Yichen's gaze thoughtfully!