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At the next moment when the wolf demon was about to explode, the tornado formed by "Song of the Great Wind" appeared there, and the tornado formed a great suction, not only absorbing the corpse of the wolf demon, but also sucking away all the plague mist.

Gale Song continued to advance beyond the castle, and after galloping a hundred feet, it suddenly exploded, enveloping all the demons in a range of thirty zhang.

"Ah......h

Hundreds of demons were affected by the power of the plague, screaming and rolling in place, the terrifying force of the plague constantly eroding their bodies.

The Lord of the Plague didn't even look at those demons, these firecrackers and paper ash cannon fodder were not worth his effort to save.

The plague power of the wolf demon is specially controlled by the plague lord, and the scope of the spread is small, but the concentration is high and lasts for a long time. If the power of the plague is used on a large scale, it will not only slow down the growth of his clone, but it may be cracked by the Jinshi because it is not rich enough.

After all, fire and wind are the nemesis of the power of the plague.

The soldiers on the castle broke out in a cold sweat.

"I'm ashamed that I'm incompetent. Fang Xusheng is obviously meditating in his heart, but he still wants to help us. ”

Fang Yun said: "You don't have to be like this, the plague lord is too cunning, he knows that only me and Yan Yukong can quickly solve the plague power of this kind of Cheng Dù, so let this wolf explode far away from the domain space, so that he can't save it." Next, you should be more careful, he will continue to consume our talents, and when the talents decrease again, they will inevitably begin to use the power of the plague to force us to flee. ”

"You ......" Sun Renbing almost accused Fang Yun, knowing that the Lord of the Plague could hear everyone talking, Fang Yun still said so, it was like giving advice to the Lord of the Plague.

Fang Yun's eyes flashed. As if knowing that he was wrong, he shut up and said no more.

Ji Shou glanced at Fang Yun in surprise, as if he was suspicious of something.

Most of the other Jinshi were puzzled, but no one cared, people are not saints and sages, and everyone has a slip of the tongue, after all, Fang Yun is also persuading each other with good words.

"Haha, thank you Fang Xusheng for your guidance to this saint, this saint knows that you want to serve the heart of my demon realm. You want to kill them all and then not let anyone know that you left this place alive. Okay, I promise you, I can help you keep your name incognito, so that your name will be forever ...... in the history of the human race What do you mean by that poem? Yes, you must leave your innocence in the world!" laughed loudly to the Lord of the Plague through the mouth of the thunderbolt.

Sun Renbing sneered and said, "Such a divisive plan is really inferior, bullshit Holy Lord, but that's it." We're all in the woods. How can I be hit by your little words?"

The Jinshi were not stimulated by the words of the Lord of the Plague at all, and continued to fight.

It's just that the public's morale is a little sluggish.

The Lord of the Plague found out about this and sneered. He hadn't even thought about really being able to separate the Terran Jinshi, he just needed to demoralize them.

The battle continued, and the Lord of the Plague occasionally blew himself up with the Plague Man, but they were all dealt with by the Terran Jinshi.

A quarter of an hour later. Fang Yun entered the war.

After half an hour, the talents of the Jinshi were once again facing exhaustion, and the frequency of meditation became higher and higher.

As for the demon barbarian. There have been 150,000 dead and wounded, and more than 400,000.

"Fang Xusheng, you ...... Can you use the Hui Qi poem again?" asked a newly promoted jinshi in Wu Guo.

Fang Yun sighed lightly, shook his head, and said, "I've already tried, but I can't use it again, if I forcibly write, I may not finish it, and my talent will collapse." ”

"It's understandable, after all, it's a poem that can't be reinstated. The only pity is that this poem seems to have a way of education, and no matter how talented a scholar is, it is impossible to learn and use it immediately, and even a scholar may take many days. ”

"It's okay, maybe the saints will come to their rescue soon. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone fell silent.

Putting all hope in the saints is something more desperate than despair.

When the middle-aged Jinshi had little talent left, "Lei Li" laughed loudly and ordered the demon barbarians to stop attacking the city.

"Since you are going to die, then I will tell you the truth. Killing you is only the first step, and then I will use the power of the plague to kill all the people on the Hunting Ground Island, and cooperate with the Moon Tree Phantom to pollute the Holy Temple, which is the second step. In addition, this hunting ground island is different from other places, my demon realm has long coveted it, as long as we occupy the hunting ground island, it will not take three years to study the mysteries, and use the hunting ground island and the deserted city ancient land as a springboard to invade the Shengyuan Continent! Although the soldier barbarian saint is dead, his will is still there!"

In normal times, all the jinshi would refute one after another, but at this moment, everyone lost the courage to refute.

After "Lei Li" finished speaking, he pointed at the castle, and saw a green cloud suddenly flying from the direction of the demon mountain, quickly flying towards here.

But beads of sweat appeared on Lei Li's forehead, and his eyes kept flickering, sometimes clear, sometimes dim, extremely difficult.

Many Jinshi looked at the dark cloud and were silent, it was the power of the plague, and it might even involve the power of the Holy Dao, and it was impossible for everyone to overcome it.

"It's a pity, if only this were a holy ruin, the family would give me the holy blood in advance. Li Fanming sighed, if this is a holy ruin, everyone will definitely be given holy blood and other divine objects by the family before leaving, even if they can't fully exert themselves, they have great power. But this is just Jinshi Spring Hunting, and there is no family at all that will give them holy blood.

"Fang Yun Void Saint must have Holy Blood in his hands, right?"

"No, it's useless to have Holy Blood. Under the shadow of the Moon Tree, the half-holy will in the holy blood will be crushed, and we can only integrate the holy blood into the battle poems, and cannot form the holy blood clone. In the entire hunting ground island, only the holy blood inside the holy temple can form a holy blood clone, but the formed holy blood clone is probably blocked in the holy temple by the Moon Tree Phantom. "Conte Heavenly Dao.

Fang Yun smiled and said: "If you die, even if you have holy blood, it is useless, and before I die, I will integrate the holy blood into the battle poems, and strive to kill and injure more demon barbarians." Whoever has the confidence to bring out the power of the Holy Blood can use the Battle Verse with me. ”

All the Jinshi shook their heads in unison, if they could stimulate the will of the Holy Throne inside, the Holy Bloodline of some people would still be useful, but if they couldn't use the will of the Holy Throne, it would be better for Fang Yun to integrate into the battle poems by himself, even if he was a poetic maniac, he didn't dare to say that he surpassed Fang Yun in this regard, after all, Fang Yun was also a poetic maniac!

Seeing that green mist getting closer and closer, Fang Yun asked, "What are your magic methods?"

Fang Yun glanced at everyone, some shook their heads, and one lowered his head.

Zhang Zilong sighed lightly: "The people of my medical family know best. You can see that among the dark green clouds, there is a faint insect shape, indicating that it is a power close to the edge of the Holy Dao, equivalent to the level of a demon king or a great barbarian king. Of course, it's just that the level is close, and the actual strength can't reach the Demon King's personal action, after all, the Lord of the Plague is very weak now. However, even if this is the case, we will not be able to crack it. But don't worry, the plague is a must-have for my Zhang family, if possible, I will exhaust all my lifespans to stimulate the 'Blue Blood Pill Heart' and all my talents to stimulate the 'Chest Without Ink', which is enough to weaken this plague. ”

Hua Yuqing said: "I can also weaken it a little, so that you can only get sick and not die, and withstand this plague attack." The plague lord has not been resurrected long after all, this level of plague power can only be used once, if it is used again, it may not be able to accumulate enough strength tomorrow, if it survives until the hunting ground is opened, we may be saved, he does not dare to take this risk!"

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