"Enough!"

Fang Yun let out a low snort, and the chains on the sin turtle's body were suddenly retracted, shaking off the ancient elephant king's nose, and directly putting the ancient squid king into the cage behind him, and then entering the sin hall.

The door of the Hall of Sin slowly closed, and the shouts of the Ancient Squid King could be heard inside.

"Help me...... Help me......"

Rumble...... The door to the Hall of Sin officially closed, and the projection of the Hall of Sin in the sky swooped back into the Codex, and the Codex closed.

The scene was silent, who would have thought that the invincible ancient squid king would be easily imprisoned by a Hanlin, even though the sin hall and the sin turtle themselves are strong, but if they don't have enough strength, they can't exert their true power at all, and at most they can only imprison the demon lord or ordinary demon king.

"Let him out!" the Ancient Tiger King furious.

Fang Yun squinted, looked at the Ancient Tiger King carefully, and smiled lightly, there was not the slightest emotion in that smile, as if it was just a habit.

"Do you hear that! This king asked you to release him! Release him!" the ancient tiger king was even more irritable.

The Ancient Elephant King and the Ancient Ape King stepped forward with fierce expressions.

Mo Yao added fuel and vinegar and said: "There is sea water everywhere here, and the ancient squid king is our strongest force. If he is imprisoned, our chances of victory will be slim. ”

"Let him out!" roared the Australopithecus King, the Elephant King, and the Tiger King together.

Fang Yun had a look of exhaustion on his face, ignored the three-headed demon king, slowly retreated, the Water Throne was against the wall, picked up the brush, and said while writing "Jade Gate Pass": "Everyone, I'll rest for a while, I'm really tired." ”

Everyone looked at Fang Yun silently, these days Fang Yun has been consulting the inscription of the Dragon Clan, and before he finished comprehending, he was cut off his legs and left arm, his body was eroded by the breath of the Ancestral Emperor, and as soon as he got rid of the Hall of Sin, he had to exhaust his talent to capture the Sin Turtle with the Code, and then tried his best to imprison the Ancient Squid King again. It's been the limit.

Everyone could feel Fang Yun's weakness, and his whole person seemed to be hollowed out.

Fang Yun didn't even have the strength to use Wenxin, so he actually held a Wenbao pen in his hand and slowly wrote a complete poem one stroke at a time.

After the poem was written, a small translucent jade gate shrouded Fang Yun.

Fang Yun put down the pen, but the brush did not stabilize and rolled slightly.

Fang Yun's hands were trembling, and the bachelor who saw this scene only felt his heart twitch, where was this a teenager, who was clearly a general who was protecting his comrades on the battlefield. He never praises his own merits, but silently dedicates his strength.

"I'll take a nap. Fang Yun said, slowly falling asleep, his right hand lying softly on the Water Throne, swaying slightly with the current, without the slightest strength.

Before Fang Yun closed his eyes, everyone saw that the cracks in his eyes were even bigger, becoming more and more terrifying, as if they could burst at any time.

A look of shame flashed across Wei Huangan's face. Said: "There is a labor void saint, don't worry, we may not be able to stop them, but you are definitely the last to die in battle!"

Meng Jingye sighed: "The old man is eighty-three years old. As a university scholar, I am ashamed to let a Hanlin sacrifice his life to help, ashamed, ashamed!"

"Fang Xusheng, you have a good rest. You get rid of the biggest evil, and we'll take care of the rest!"

"Your Highness the Dragon Lord, I'll fight with them!" the shark lamp roared angrily.

"There's no Ancient Squid King. We have a better chance of winning!

The seventeen university scholars are united, and their fighting spirit is like a mountain, and their morale is like a rainbow.

Tang Jianqiu said with a smile: "Three Ancient Demon Kings, Fang Yun is about to die, I can't hinder you, you can use the Ancient Demon Treasure!"

"Terran, this is your death!" said the Ancient Elephant King, and a cloud of silver light spat out of his mouth, and then the brilliance bloomed, like a bright silk covering his whole body.

The silver light slowly changed, and I saw pieces of two-foot-thick terrifying armor appear on the ancient elephant king's body one after another, slowly spreading downward from the elephant's head.

After a while, his whole body was wrapped in thick silver armor, and even his four giant feet were dressed in silver metal boots, while his trunk and tusks were covered with a thin layer of metal protection.

The Ancient Elephant King is like a siege elephant in ancient times, once he charges, he is invincible, and even if he encounters the city wall, he can crush it!

The ancient ape king beside him also changed, and he saw the blood light move between his shoulders and two hands, and soon turned into blood-colored metal gauntlets, wrapping the two arms, and slowly, spikes emerged one by one, from the shoulders to the hands all the way to the spikes, which was terrifying.

There seemed to be gold flowing on the teeth and claws of the Ancient Tiger King, and the gold quickly solidified, doubling the size of the Ancient Tiger King's teeth and jawbone, and long golden claws popped out of the four tiger claws, and the surface was radiant, as if it could cut everything.

After using the ancient demon treasures, the body of each ancient demon expanded by a circle.

"Now that the ancient demon rebel Fang Yun has fallen asleep, then we can use the ancient demon treasure without any scruples. Although we have been expelled from the Ancient Demon Clan, we can only exert half of our strength, but it will be easy to kill you!"

The Ancient Ape King bared his sharp teeth and said, "I'm fed up with the suppression of the power of blood, I'm fed up with the deprivation of the ancient demon talent, in the past, we all had the strength of the ancestral god clan in the demon world, and now, it is barely equivalent to the peak demon king of the holy clan." But...... Our body cooperates with the ancient demon treasures, which is equivalent to the Holy Son Demon King, you wastes die!"

The three heavily armed Ancient Demon Kings rushed over together.

In front of many scholars, there are layers of various protective battle poems, but the claws of the Ancient Tiger King, the fists of the Ancient Ape King, and the feet and trunks of the Ancient Elephant King all contain the power of great destruction, and each blow can destroy at least two layers of protective power!

Moreover, each of their blows was completed in an instant, far faster than the battle poems.

"Don't let them continue to attack!"

After Meng Jingye finished speaking, the Wentai above shook.

His platform is not like the hundred soldiers on the platform, not like the Three Kingdoms platform, not like the Sword Pavilion platform, which can enhance the words and swords, on his platform, there is only the image of the dense people.

There are old people in plain clothes, young girls with flowers and branches, young people with farm tools on their backs, and young men dressed in silk cloth, all kinds of people, all the people in the world, are on it. But, there is no emperor, no officials.

The people are precious, the community is secondary, and the monarch is light.

Outside the people's literary platform, a simple Sheji altar was formed in mid-air, and it slammed into the ancient elephant king.

The ancient elephant king was not afraid, and the huge elephant trunk smashed into the Sheji altar, but the Sheji altar not only hit the elephant trunk, but also hit the ancient elephant king's body.

The Ancient Elephant King stepped back with an incredulous gaze, looked down and saw that the armor was slightly dented, and then looked at Meng Jingye in surprise.

Meng Jingye's face turned pale, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

The people's outer platform gathers the strength of all the people, and it is one of the most commonly used and strongest literary platforms for Mengjia scholars, with a balance of offense and defense.

"What a weird power. "The ancient elephant king was about to fight back, when he saw that the altar of Sheji suddenly changed into a big sword, majestic and majestic, exuding a heavy imperial atmosphere, like a king descending and ruling the world.

Meng Jingye opened his mouth, and his lips and tongues were integrated into the sword of Jiangshan Sheji, and he directly slashed the ancient elephant king.

A sword rises from the thunder.

(To be continued.) )