Fang Yun is constantly condensing Wentai in his divine thoughts, but he has also been fighting and observing the battlefield.

"Where the body is, where the righteousness exists!, my blood turns into blue, and with all my life, I exchange the righteousness of heaven and earth!" The loud voice sounded, Du Ling spat blood from his mouth, fusing the talented ancient sword that had been nurtured in the courage of the literature with the righteousness of heaven and earth attracted by the blue blood pill heart, smiling and controlling the sword, killing the demon barbarian.

Du Ling is only a jinshi, and the time of the pregnant sword and hidden feng is not long, his strength is far inferior to those old Hanlin, so he did not choose to kill the powerful demon king barbarian king, but controlled the talent of the ancient sword to kill those demon marquis barbarians.

At the beginning of the ancient sword, he killed the demon marquis with the righteousness of heaven and earth like killing the earth chicken and the dog, but in an instant, he killed eleven heads.

At the last moment, Du Ling's ancient sword flew to the side of a barbarian king and exploded violently, catching the barbarian king by surprise.

Then, the True Dragon Ancient Sword attacked sharply and slashed the barbarian king under the sword.

Du Ling turned his head and smiled, his gaze passed through the chaotic battlefield and landed on Fang Yun's face.

Fang Yun saw that Du Ling's body slowly turned into a faint light from bottom to top and dissipated.

Du Ling smiled and opened his mouth to say something, but the sound of the battlefield was roaring, and the two sides were dozens of zhang apart, and Fang Yun couldn't hear what he was saying at all, however, Fang Yun understood lip language.

"Not only do I not want the demon barbarians to see my tears, but I also want to kill them with a smile! I did my best, please remember the agreement, tell Fang Xusheng, and ask him to make a battle poem that can enhance the heart of the Blue Blood Pill, just to make the brilliance of our gray robe even more brilliant!"

After Du Ling finished speaking, his body dissipated, the gray robe fell to the ground, and no one reached out to catch it.

The other four gray robes who were with Du Ling had all sacrificed their lives before and died in battle.

Fang Yun instinctively stretched out his hand to grab Du Ling's gray robe, but it was too far away.

The imitation sword of the True Dragon Ancient Sword swept by, rolled up Du Ling's gray robe, and flew in front of Fang Yun.

Fang Yun, like other gray robes, carefully folded Du Ling's gray robes and put them into the seashell, and then calmly looked at the endless demon barbarians in front of him, revealing a faint smile.

In the Wen Palace, Fang Yun's divine thoughts have tried seventeen kinds of literary platforms, and there are only seventeen kinds of literary platforms that can enhance poetry.

All failed.

Fang Yun's divine thoughts sat upright in the Wen Palace, the blood in his eyes gradually faded, and his gaze became clear.

"Since the seventeen roads have come to an end, then I will open up the eighteenth road! Mountain, open mountain! Seablock, divide the sea! Du Ling, I will take your smile and kill all the demons in front of me!"

Fang Yun's divine thoughts slowly got up, and endless orange light emerged from his whole body, like fire, spraying in all directions, and every ray of light was full of all the poems and articles that Fang Yun had learned and made over the years.

At the same time, all the stars in the dome of the Wengong Palace descended starlight, even the Wenqu Star Fragment in the middle was no exception!

The talent qi rushed upwards against the trend, the stars of the Wen Palace poured from above, and the two forces collided, forming a terrifying shock wave, and even passed through Fang Yun's Wen Palace and flew out of Fang Yun's body.

On the battlefield, all the scholars and demons who could mobilize the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi instinctively looked at Fang Yun, because they all felt that Fang Yun's location seemed to become the center of the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi of the Two Realms Mountain, and with him as the center, a ring of power instantly spread in all directions.

This power is not strong, but if the vitality of heaven and earth is compared to the strings, then this power is the fingers that pluck the strings.

Heaven and earth are the piano, the vitality is the string, and the party plays it.

The vast and vast aura emanated from Fang Yun's body, as if covering the rising sun of the human race and suppressing the blood moon of the demon race, all the demon barbarians were shocked, and even the emperor of the three-headed ancestral god clan who was far away in the rear also showed a look of vigilance, and the peak demon kings who were originally preparing to charge did not know what had happened, and they did not dare to move.

The sound of breaking silk and cracking brocade resounded through the mountains of the two realms, as if there was an invisible giant hand, tearing the heavens and the earth.

A brand-new platform appeared above Fang Yun's head, this platform is the same as most of the tables are cyan as the body, about one zhang high, is a trapezoidal platform that is wide at the bottom and narrow at the top.

On the front of this platform, two characters are engraved in oracle bone inscription.

Learn the sea.

Learn Haiwentai!

Above the platform, there is a miniature ocean, and in the ocean, there are countless Wenxin fish.

On the side of Xuehaiwentai, it is Wanmin Wentai.

Fang Yun glanced at the beings in front of him, like a high emperor, with an elusive smile, holding the Great Confucian Treasure Open Heaven Pen, writing war poems on the holy page.

The ink girl holds the pen, the inkstone turtle offers the pool, the pen is heavy and the ink is thick, the words are paper and gold, and everyone's eyes are attracted by Fang Yun's writing, as if Fang Yun's pen and paper can give birth to spiritual objects between heaven and earth.

At the top of the sacred page, Fang Yun wrote a poem he wrote that year, "Yong Qin Min".

The wind blows through the Qin Shiguan,

The iron coat reflects the snow and the night is even colder.

Swallow the six countries alive and build meritorious deeds,

Lying dead in the rivers and mountains of Beijiang Town!

This is a war poem that praises all the people of the human race.

A breath of poetry was completed, but Fang Yun did not stop writing, and continued to write the second Jinshi protective battle poem "Yumen Pass".

The Yellow River is far above the white clouds,

A lonely city and ten thousand mountains,

Why should the Qiang flute complain about the willows,

The spring breeze does not pass the jade gate.

The same breath of poetry was completed, and Fang Yun continued to write, a Hanlin war poem "Broken Loulan".

Qinghai Changyun Dark Snow Mountain,

The lonely city looks at the Yumen Pass from afar.

Yellow sand wears gold armor in a hundred battles,

If you don't break Loulan, you won't return it!

Fang Yun is now a scholar, so at the bottom of the holy page, he wrote the fourth poem of the scholar's battle, "Song of Li Guang".

Qin Shi Mingyue Han Shi Guan,

The Long March has not yet been returned.

But to make the dragon city fly in,

Don't teach Humadu Yin Mountain.

The original Baoguang.

The first treasure light.

Calligraphy treasure, ink girl treasure, inkstone turtle treasure, holy page treasure, literary treasure pen treasure......

And, heirloom light!

This ancient poem, which is known as the first of the seven unique poems in the ancient Chinese country, appears on the holy page.

However, the appearance of Baoguang did not end.

Lian Shi Baoguang appeared, and as soon as it appeared, it was four layers!

Only when the text position of each poem presents a progressive relationship, and one text is higher than the other, can there be a fourfold poem treasure.

The rarity of the Quadruple Poetic Treasure Light was the same as that of the Heirloom Treasure Light, and all the Terrans in the vicinity were stunned.

Ci Jun's face was red with excitement, and he couldn't help shouting: "I never thought that I would be able to see with my own eyes the heirloom treasure light and the fourfold poetry treasure light appear together! ”

Wei Huangan blinked his eyes and said, "I thought I was also a genius, I didn't meet an opponent in the Blood Manggu Land, but I was severely hit by Fang Xusheng, and now, another scholar of the literary world has emerged!

Even Chen Ben, the great Confucian who was sitting at the head of the city, couldn't help but mutter: "This poem is a cross of Liuhe and sweeps away the eternal!"

Shijun said in a low voice: "If what I expected is good, there is still a new treasure light." ”

"Impossible, the treasure light is exhausted, if there is another treasure light, I ......" Ci Jun's voice stopped abruptly, and then stared at the holy page in front of Fang Yun with wide eyes.

The last layer of light covers the sacred page.

No one had ever heard of this kind of treasure light, and it was the first time in the history of the human race, but after seeing it, the name of this treasure light automatically appeared in everyone's mind.

Same rhyme treasure light!

Everyone suddenly realized that these four poems all rhymed with cold mountains!

Some of the scholars trembled with excitement, but they didn't expect to see the birth of a new kind of treasure light of the human race here.

"Die without regrets......"

Some poet-loving readers burst into tears.

(To be continued.) )