I didn't see Teng Lao's arm shining with glow, let alone his fingertips gushing out, but with the light wave of his arm, in the distant night sky, big characters appeared. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Those big characters were deeply engraved in the void by him with the power of his powerful soul and the natural power of heaven and earth.

Teng Lao's arm was withdrawn, he leaned over and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, and the whole person seemed to be much older in an instant.

But the two lines of poetry he wrote were written in a vigorous font, like a dragon flying and a phoenix dancing, with iron hooks and silver strokes!

"Dare to give up your life when you leave the nest, and burn blood to Gaocheng for a while."

"Xiongguan Yonggu God blesses people, and the demon god is buried in the martial soul mound."

The Terran army, whether strong or soldiers, all looked up at the sky and silently recited these two verses.

Reciting over and over again, all their thoughts and consciousness converged into the space covered by the poems.

Their fighting spirit is boiling, and their fighting spirit is skyrocketing......

The poem is also like a blessed divine array, which not only mobilizes the great power of heaven and earth, but also gathers the power of the divine consciousness and mind of all the human race participants.

There are tens of millions of Terran armies, and their divine consciousness and thoughts are gathered, and their power is definitely not weaker than a divine array.

Most of the strong men of the demon clan recognize the words of the human race, and they are also silently reciting the poems in the night sky.

The more I thought about it, the lower my morale became, and the lower my fighting spirit became.

They obeyed the order of the Demon Emperor, left the lair, and fought thousands of miles from the Piaoxu Mountain Range, the army was mighty, but they were still blocked outside the Yonggu Pass, and they were not allowed to enter an inch.

They have killed countless people, lay dead in a mountain and shed rivers of blood.

God doesn't seem to be in favor of them.

The demon army was a little confused and in a trance for a while...... That's the effect that poetry has on them.

Of course, this effect is actually due to the shock of the soul and consciousness.

The poem that shone in the night sky not only demoralized the demon army when it was read, but also constantly sowed a mighty coercion, making the demon army feel heavy on their shoulders and their hearts palpitate.

The poem written by Teng Lao is not only long-lasting, but also very much like a rune spell, which can mobilize the great power of heaven and earth, and also gather the fighting spirit of the human army.

After Yi Chen finished writing this poem, Teng Lao's heart was actually greatly touched, so he couldn't help but rush to the front line and try it himself.

Of course, the power of poetry is actually limited, and Teng Lao's advanced cultivation is the foundation.

He was about to run out of oil, so he didn't go to war at first, because once he did, he would meet a tough opponent, and in his current state, even if he didn't die, it would allow him to finish his life faster.

But after listening to Yi Chen's poem, he still couldn't hold back.

It's just a poem written, but it makes him extremely consumed, as if he has used up the last energy in his body.

He knew that his time was not far off!

It was with this poem that the army of the human race, which had high morale, counterattacked and violently slaughtered the army of demon beasts with low morale.

The army of demon beasts has not yet come to their senses, and the formation is still scattered, and even many of the strong among them are ruthlessly killed by the strong men of the human race in a momentary moment of stunned.

This great war between races has finally reached a turning point.

Seeing that the demon beast army was defeated, their top powerhouse finally made a move.

Suddenly, a sky-shaking dragon groan sounded.

Then I saw a dragon with a dazzling golden light soaring into the air.

The dragon was thousands of feet long, like a great wall cast of gold in the sky.

It waved its massive dragon claws and slapped into the space where the poem was.

Rumble!

The space boiled and twisted as if it had collapsed.

Even, where the dragon's claws slapped, terrifying spatial cracks appeared.

At this moment, in the night sky, a cluster of light like the blazing sun suddenly appeared.

The light cluster was a dazzling white color, but it was surrounded by a gorgeous divine glow, and as soon as it appeared, it turned into a peerless divine sword, with a mighty divine might, and stabbed straight down.

Even that golden dragon, in the face of the attack of that divine sword, had to dodge and retreat.

The Excalibur slashed into the air, but it was suspended in front of the space where the poem was.

Suddenly, Excalibur vanished, revealing a middle-aged monk dressed in a white robe with his hair dishevelled over his shoulders.

The middle-aged monk's expression was light, his hands were on his back, his body was slender and well-proportioned, his clothes and hair fluttering in the wind, giving people an indescribable sense of freedom and dust.

Even though the middle-aged monk was extremely small in shape compared to the golden dragon, the golden dragon hovered in front of him for a long time, and he didn't dare to attack again.

"The Shining Sun Dragon Slayer Sword has not drunk the blood of a true dragon for many years, but the Dragon Emperor wants to satisfy its desire?"

The middle-aged monk's eyes narrowed slightly, and he asked indifferently.

"Rukawa-kun, don't be rampant!"

The golden dragon was enraged, and after letting out an earth-shattering roar, a dragon fist suddenly smashed out.

The top powerhouses of the human race and the demon race finally clashed.

Teng Lao didn't look at it anymore, not only was his time short, but he was also very weak at the moment.

Glancing at the poem that was still fluctuating in the void, releasing its mighty power, he swept down from the top of the city and went to the teleportation circle in the city.

……

After kissing for a long time, Yi Chen and Yi Yunshang finally separated their lips.

Yi Yunshang was extremely shy, and didn't dare to look at Yi Chen anymore, but just opened the head of the mantis to the side, and his pretty face was still attached to Yi Chen's leg.

Teng Lao came back, and his already sallow old face showed a miserable white color again, and he even staggered and swayed.

Yi Yunshang hurriedly got up, grabbed one of Teng Lao's arms, and asked with concern: "Teng Lao, ...... are you?"

Teng Lao waved his hand lightly, but he looked at Yi Chen, and said with a weak smile: "It turns out that the poems you wrote do have the power to deter the army of demon beasts. ”

"Huh?"

Yi Chen was surprised and puzzled.

Elder Teng sat down and continued, "I just went to Yonggu Pass to try it. ”

When Yi Chen heard this, his face changed and changed in an instant.

Yi Yunshang asked curiously, "Has the demon beast army been defeated?" ”

Teng Lao shook his head and said, "At present, they have not yet been defeated, but in just a few breaths, they have suffered heavy losses, and even the Dragon Emperor has made a move." ”

"Is the Dragon Emperor powerful?"

Yi Yunshang asked again.

"The Dragon Emperor of this generation is not very strong, but it is not something that ordinary Martial God Stage powerhouses can deal with."

Teng Lao sighed and said: "It's a pity, the old man's longevity is coming to an end, and he has no chance to fight with a god-level powerhouse in this life." ”

"God-level ......"

Yi Chen secretly pondered: Even though this Yuanwu Continent is vast and vast, how many people can fight with god-level powerhouses?

This Teng Lao's sigh was full of unwillingness, but he should be far behind the god-level, how dare he hope to fight with the god-level?

There is another point that makes Yi Chen very suspicious.

If this Teng Lao is a martial artist, the poems he writes may not be too powerful.

The poems of the strong men in the martial phase period, no matter how exquisite they are, cannot shock the army of a clan.

But this Teng Lao is obviously a person with a very high state of mind, and it is impossible for him to lie about this matter.

In this case, there is only one possibility...... Teng Lao is not in the martial phase!

Thinking of his words just now, he was eager to fight with the god level, Yi Chen dared to guess that Teng Lao should be a martial arts powerhouse!

This speculation made him a little unbelievable.

How could a martial realm powerhouse be willing to guard the treasure trove for the Jersey Heavenly Martial Academy?

He himself said that there were no divine products in that treasure house, and even few mysterious products.

"Elder Teng, how far is your old man from the god level?"

Yi Yunshang also thought a lot, but she was more direct, and Teng Lao was very polite to her, so she didn't shy away from asking.

"Huh."

Elder Teng smiled and said, "I have lived for more than nine hundred years. ”

"Huh?!"

Although Yi Chen and Yi Yunshang were both mentally prepared, they couldn't help but be shocked.

Teng Lao didn't answer Yi Yunsheng's question directly, but he reported his age, which already explained everything.

The martial phase period will never live for nine hundred years, so Teng Lao's strength must be above the martial phase period.

And now Teng Lao sighs that his longevity is coming to an end, proving that he will not live for a thousand years, so he will not be a strong man in the martial god period.

Only then did Yi Chen know that he had guessed correctly just now, Teng Lao was a martial arts powerhouse.

"In fact, when the demons raided the Great Xia Imperial City, the poem of retreating from the enemy was written by the old man."

Teng Lao may feel that time is running out, so in the face of these two young people, he has no intention of hiding anything.

"You have been cultivating for more than 900 years, and you can't break through to the god level?"

Yi Yunshang almost didn't know anything about the world of the strong, and she seemed very interested, and she didn't expect that it was really inappropriate to ask these questions at this moment.

"The god level needs to be Tao, but the Tao is the will of heaven, the will of heaven is unpredictable, the heart of heaven is difficult to find, countless people have devoted their lives, even if they have thousands of years, they can only look up to the sky, sighing in vain."

Teng Lao said with a wry smile.

"After all, someone has become a god-level, which proves that the god-level is not unclimbable."

Yi Yunshang asked innocently.

"Everyone's Tao is different, fate and understanding are also different, and the understanding of the Tao is even more different, how can we generalize?"

Elder Teng shook his head and said, "The old man had already reached the peak of the Martial Domain Period three hundred years ago, and when he saw the gate of the god level, he even felt that he was not far from attaining the Dao, but he still couldn't push open that gate after three hundred years of hard cultivation. ”

"There's still hope!"

Yi Yunshang encouraged. （http：//.）。

"I haven't been able to break through for three hundred years, and now it's only two or three years at most, just like the rootless rotten wood, and like a broken candle in the wind, it's only a matter of time before it dies."

Teng Lao has indeed reached the point of exhaustion, and he is no longer optimistic.

"By the way, Elder Teng, you are a strong man in the Martial Domain Period, how can you guard the treasure house in the Heavenly Martial Academy of Jersey?"

Yi Yunshang asked again.

"The old man was originally the mentor of the Tianwu Academy in the Great Xia Imperial City, and after breaking through to the Martial Domain, he was traveling around, living in no fixed place, wanting to travel through the mountains and rivers of the Yuanwu Continent, enrich his knowledge and experience, comprehend the Great Dao, and seek opportunities to break through the god level."

Teng Lao explained: "After some travel, the old man did not gain anything, so he learned from others to study some partial academics, hoping to be inspired, but the result was still very ineffective. Since the battle when the demons raided the Great Xia Imperial City, there were too many people who wanted to look for me, and I didn't have much time to deal with them, so I just found a random place to hide. ”