The black clouds are rolling, and the thunder is roaring, as if countless demons are staring at the other side of the sky, with a sneer!

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In the face of the overwhelming poisonous water, everyone felt that their scalps were numb for a while, and they were frightened and had no way to escape.

Xun Yu's face was flushed, his eyes looked solemnly at the poisonous water above his head like a canopy, he stepped forward slowly, put the index finger of his right hand in his mouth, and bit it hard, and immediately blood was dripping.

Xun Yu slowly placed his blood-stained index finger horizontally in front of his eyes, as if he was grinding and slowly slashed to the right.

A shocking blood fountain suddenly appeared in front of Xun Yu, gurgling with blood. Invisibly, it seems that people can see a Confucian who defends the territory, impassionedly draining the last drop of blood on his body.

"Gentleman's Six Arts, Book!" Xun Yu's right hand was soaked in blood, and then his body began to shake slowly, like a calligrapher, with his hand as the pen and blood as the ink, moving like a dragon, quiet as a falling wood Xiao Xiao, writing a calligraphy in the air in one go.

When everyone looked at it, they only felt that the word was ancient and vigorous, and it seemed to be rubbed into an indescribable will, showing the elegant and unyielding style of Confucianism.

"Up!" Xun Yu's right hand slowly lifted up, such an insignificant action, but it was like lifting a huge mountain, exhausting the spiritual power of Xun Yu's whole body, until he was so tired that he was panting and sweating.

"Uproar ......" blood words surge, brilliance, jumping up countless dragons and phoenix dance fonts, soaring into the air, the dragon chanting, if the sword is long, if the strong bow and arrow, densely in front of everyone's eyes into a word wall, each other's halo flowing, interlocking, natural.

"Four Books and Five Classics...... ...... interesting" The jade flute in Zhou Yu's right hand patted the palm of his left hand and smiled indifferently: "Don't be afraid of danger, don't be surprised by changes!" Confucianism, no wonder it can replace Legalism and become the head of a hundred schools, and it really deserves its name! ”

"Whoop ......" poisonous water splashed on the blood-flashing word wall, making a sound of ice and snow melting, constantly evaporating, and constantly corroding the word wall, in a moment, it was actually a thousand holes that corroded the word wall that had taken Xun Yu's countless efforts!

"Be careful!" Wushuang saw a large splash of poisonous water break through the wall and smash it into the phoenix on the side, and hurriedly grabbed her wrist and dragged her into his arms.

"Ah......" Feng Xian smelled the rotten and dilapidated fishy smell in his nose, and before he could rejoice, he heard a heart-rending roar behind him, and looked back in surprise, only to see that the soldier standing behind him was only stained with poisonous water, and his whole body began to rot, and the skin and flesh slowly fell down, revealing the white bones of Sensen, which was indescribably terrifying!

It was only a little bit ......, but the eldest brother was swallowed by this monster......

Could it be that the eldest brother has really ......

"Big brother......" Feng Xian looked at the place touched by the poisonous water under his feet, which turned into a foul-smelling swamp in the blink of an eye, and his heart was even more shocked and desperate!

Xun Yu seems to be weak, but his movements are as flexible as a rabbit, and he walks between the light poisonous water, without touching the slightest: "I'm sorry, I've done my best, but I can't shelter you, so you should ask for more blessings!" ”

Soon, Xun Yu's word wall was corroded and shattered by the poisonous water, and everyone couldn't help but lose blood when they saw the poisonous water pressed down by the black clouds above their heads, and their hearts were as sad as death, and even the idea of running away was extinguished.

On the ground, the loose sand and gravel have been replaced by small swamps with potholes, and the poisonous gas is raging, and the white bones are everywhere, and the people are eerie!

"Thousands of walls!" Just when everyone's hearts were like ashes, the endless cold drink came from afar, accompanied by the rumbling sound in the ears, as if bringing everyone to the clouds of thousands of miles.

"Kunlun ......" Wushuang coldly looked at the poisonous water that was gradually thrown under his feet, felt the cold wind blowing in his face, lowered his eyebrows slightly, and said solemnly: "The power of heaven and earth creation, Taoism, also has its own uniqueness!" ”

Everyone looked at the black clouds in the sky, and then realized that the ground they were on was slowly rising from the ground, bringing them to the sky, avoiding the poisonous water attack of Xiangliu.

"Senior, I'll help you contain Xiangliu!" Xun Yu saw that his situation was safe, and looked condescendingly at the fierce god Xiangliu in the distance, and quietly slipped out of his right sleeve a pitch-black jade, smooth and simple brush, and sketched in the void: "Gentleman's Six Arts, Emperor!" ”

The pitch-black ink suddenly appeared on the top of Xiangliu's head, dancing vertically and horizontally, gathering but not dispersing, surging charmingly, the ink fragrance was fragrant, and it was elegant and lingering!

"Fall!" The brush in Xun Yu's hand waved down gently, and the royal characters swaying in the air poured down, like a drizzle, evenly spread on the scales of the Xiangliu hydra.

The ink droplets rolled slowly, gathering and dispersing invisible, and unconsciously, nine halts were formed on the nine heads of Xiangliu's snakes, covering his nine heads firmly.

Xun Yu's attack, ethereal and divine, there is no trace at all, under the carelessness of Xiang Liu, the nine heads were bound, and suddenly roared, and the snake's tail slapped the sea surface again and again, setting off bursts of wild waves, and the nine songs swayed and struggled endlessly.

The reins fluttered, like an angry snake swept wildly, and there was a faint huge black shadow in the air grasping the reins, as if a skilled warrior was taming a raging wild horse.

Boundless flying in the air, his clothes are bulging, his long hair is hunting in the wind, his eyes are like knives, and the fish intestines in his hands are even more golden, like a fierce beast waiting to be devoured: "Xiangliu, it's time to end!" ”

Seeing that Xiang Liu was trapped, the fish intestine divine sword in his hand suddenly burst out with a shocking sword aura more than ten zhang long, stirring the sky full of black clouds, moving like a comet sweeping across the sky, and slashing towards Xiang Liu.

Xiang Liu seemed to know the ferocity of the fish intestines, and the current nine heads shook even more crazy, and the halter on the snake's head quickly appeared cracks, and even the phantom in the air began to gradually collapse, turning into invisible ink, and drifting away with the wind.

"Wow......" Under the connection of the qi machine, Xun Yu was like being hit hard by Qianjun, his throat was fishy, blood gushed out, his face was like gold paper, and he staggered back a few steps: "With the cultivation below, let alone controlling such a fierce god, it is contained, but in the blink of an eye, I am ashamed!" ”

"Roar ......" Xiang Liu let out a heart-rending roar, one of the snake heads swept by the golden sword qi slowly lowered down, and the lantern-like snake pupils gradually lost their focus and were dim!

The other eight songs were frightened and avoided, and then roared and shocked the sky, all of them spewed out eight foul-smelling and murderous black lights towards the endless end of the air, like eight most vicious pythons, swift and thunderous pounced.