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Fang Yun's voice was not loud, only ten words, but after all the Jinshi heard it, they couldn't help but be full of anticipation.

Every word of Fang Yun is like an uplifting poem, and every sentence is like a magnificent word.

But in the blink of an eye, the battlefield changed.

After the ten magma balls smashed into the ground, they flowed slowly, quickly cooled and solidified, and looked like they were about to form gray rocks.

Suddenly, the poem in the sky above Fang Yun moved slightly, and the word "poem" on the top exploded with white light that only Fang Yun could see, spreading all over the battlefield, and at the same time forming a sound that everyone could hear.

Thousands of miles in circumference, jade vibrates, and metal hisses.

"Jin Shengyu Zhen!"

Poetry can not only improve the realm of poetry, but most importantly, it can add a strange power to poetry that even a half-saint cannot fully control.

Because, the sentence "the sound of gold and the jade vibrates also" is the words of the sub-sage Mencius praising the sage Confucius, and the great power of this name is immeasurable.

At that time, Fang Yun inspired the most preliminary Jin Shengyuzhen with the song "Butterfly Loves Flowers * Spring Scene", and this poem Ding directly gave this poem a higher realm of power.

The surface of the lava that was about to cool suddenly cracks and the ground rises, forming a new crater!

All the demons and terrans were dumbfounded, and ten new volcanoes with a diameter of 100 zhang were rising!

Each new volcano began to spew out huge balls of magma, each of which landed accurately in the hordes of demons.

There are multiple demon marquis teaming up to attack a magma ball, causing the magma ball to burst suddenly, but the magma ball has a larger range of influence, and there are more dead and injured demons, and the demon marquis who attacked the magma ball are all hit by small pieces of magma, screaming and being burned to ashes.

The Demon Marquis can definitely resist a few breaths of ordinary magma, but the magma formed by Fang Yun's battle poem is far stronger than ordinary magma.

Ten volcanoes. Each one spewed out ten magma balls with a diameter of fifty feet!

A hundred huge orbs of magma rained down on the ground, quickly joining into a lava field.

Whether it is a plague corpse soldier or a living demon barbarian, or hit by a magma ball, or blocked by lava all over the ground, they are all burned alive.

At the end of the battle, there were screams everywhere.

After a while, there was no sound at all, and many black bones floated in the bright magma.

At this moment, the strength of the Lord of the Plague has not been restored. No matter how strong the power of the plague is, it is difficult to resist this almost natural disaster-like power, and it is all destroyed by magma.

Of the five members of the Lei family who were controlled by the plague, four were burned alive by the magma, but the "thunder gravel" stood in mid-air, and the lava could not be injured.

"You won this battle. But the final victory must belong to this saint!" the plague lord glanced at Fang Yun deeply, and a thick plague air flow erupted from his body. Fly towards the Demon Mountain.

"Finally survived!" Li Fanming sat on the ground with his butt and lay down, not wanting to move.

"Hoo ......"

Many of the jinshi exhaled heavily and sat down on the ground. Close your eyes and refresh yourself.

Except for those middle-aged jinshi with rich practical experience, most of the rest of the jinshi are sluggish. From the beginning of the Ten Kingdoms Jinshi to the present, everyone has been fighting for several hours in a row, which is really beyond their limit.

"Fang Xusheng. In the end, the power of your battle poems has increased dozens of times, and the power is close to the power of a small area of the university warrior battle poems, but thanks to the power of the poetry ancestor?"

"Yes. Fang Yun was weak and sat back on the righteous seat. Breathing becomes thicker. After the number of volcanoes increased from one to ten, the talent in his body was like a river bursting its banks pouring out, and finally stopped because of the lack of talent. Fang Yun had a feeling in his heart that if he had enough talent, the last hundred magma balls would definitely be able to turn into a hundred volcanoes!

Many Jinshi who had not rested immediately stared at Fang Yun, unable to describe the shock in their hearts in any words.

Back then, Xiang Yu learned from the "Ten Thousand Enemies" and took the way of a soldier, but Fang Yun reached the level of ten thousand enemies in Jinshi, which was very terrifying.

Seeing that Fang Yun was very tired, everyone didn't ask him again, but talked in a low voice.

"It's such a terrible volcanic poem, and the most genius Hanlin can only hit it with all his might. ”

"The power of the Holy Page, the Holy Blood, and the Ancestor of Poetry is really powerful. Could it be that Shizu's reward is that you can use Jin Shengyu Zhen anytime and anywhere?"

"There must be other conditions for using Jin Sheng Yuzhen, if it can be used anytime and anywhere, Fang Xusheng has already led us to climb the Demon Mountain. ”

"Worthy of the ancestor of poetry......"

"By the way, I advise you not to look at the spring hunting list. ”

All the jinshi were stunned, realized something, and looked at the spring hunting list together.

At this time, the value of the Spring Hunting List rose to 100,000, and it couldn't be stopped at all, far faster than any previous growth.

This time, Fang Yun killed too many demons.

More than 20,000 demons are handsome, and each head has a hundred list value. 400,000 plague corpse soldiers, more than 150,000 demon generals, and each demon general has five rank values.

Fang Yun's song "Jing Volcano" is worth three million on the harvest list!

Yan Yukong smiled bitterly: "Look, the value of Jingguo alone is more than our nine countries combined!"

"If an individual can also participate in the Ten Kingdoms Jinshi Spring Hunt, then Fang Xusheng alone will have more than three million rankings, ranking first among the Ten Kingdoms!

"What is meant by an enemy country, I have seen it thoroughly today. ”

"The countryman is unique, the real countryman is unique. ”

"If you don't fight, you can't fight at all!"

"If we die in the hunting ground today, we will be famous. For example, when later generations introduce me, they will definitely say, does Brother Tai know Li Fanming? It is the Jinshi who died in the mythical battle of Fang Xusheng's creation of four million rankings. ”

"We may not die!

"Shouyu, what hope do I have now?"

Ji Shouyu's eyes flashed with a different color, he looked at Fang Yun, and said firmly: "Originally, there was no hope, but now, the hope of getting out of the hunting ground alive has become one!"

"What? What's the difference between that and hopeless?"

"Won't it be too little?"

The crowd couldn't believe it.

"A group of Jinshi were calculated by the barbarian saints and hunted by the plague lord's clones, and the odds of winning are very high! Ji Shouyu's tone was very solemn.

"It is said that you are the most outstanding heir of the Wen Wang family for thousands of years, and even that your eyes can see the future, what should we do next?"

Everyone looked at Ji Shouyu expectantly, it can be said that the reason why all the Jinshi have hope, Ji Shouyu has made great contributions, if Ji Shouyu had not discovered the Lord of the Plague, everyone would have been killed by the Lord of the Plague by malicious means.

"I don't know, I'll wait for Fang Yun to wake up and make a decision. ”

"But he is not a descendant of King Wen, and he can't see the future. ”

"Maybe he can't see the future, but the future I see has been changed by him!" Ji Shouyu's eyes were brighter than the full moon.

Everyone was stunned, and they didn't know why, but they felt that these words were extremely shocking, such as Fang Yun's writing of the Hui Qi poem and the formation of Jin Shengyu Zhen.

He ...... Can it really change the future?"

"He can!" Ji Shouyu's voice was categorical and sonorous.

Yan Yukong looked at Fang Yun, smiled slightly, and said, "In the comet corridor of the holy ruins, we are just looking at his back, watching him move forward step by step, stepping out of a new future with his own feet!"

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