More than seventy scholars and five Hanlin marched together, and soon reached the intersection of the road leading to the main gate of the Town Sin Temple.

The road ahead was paved with white and hard stones, square, and the sides of the road were filled with mighty battle statues, and the eyes of each black war statue emitted a bright red light, staring at everyone in front of them.

Wei Huang'an said: "All the scholars will summon five thousand warriors, and Hanlin will summon one thousand, and start according to the plan agreed before!"

All the scholars took up their pens to write, and saw the light of their place flickering, and all kinds of strange sounds sounded, and then patches of war poets would appear in front of them.

In the end, more than 350,000 translucent war poet soldiers will gather, which is extremely spectacular, these war poetry soldiers will be of different shapes, but at least there is the strength of the holy clan demon generals, and the strong ones are even equivalent to the demon marquis.

A handful of War Poetry generals even reached the level of ordinary demon kings, shocking the demon king sect in the distance.

Wei Huang'an said: "Please ask the three scholars of the family to use Wenxin to 'gain an inch' to increase the strength of these more than 300,000 war poetry soldiers!"

The three bachelors with the "inch by inch" Wenxin first used the Zhuang Xing poem "Chang Wu", and saw that the three pieces of brilliance each fell on the body of the 50,000 war poetry generals, and then the body of all the war poetry soldiers swelled, and finally it was a big circle, and the strength was significantly improved.

Many of the scholars of the Ancient Land of Blood looked at it with hot eyes.

Wei Huangan said: "I really envy the scholars of the Shengyuan Continent, there are many more opportunities to get Wenxin than us." This can make the power of war poetry act on the war poetry soldiers, and go one step further, if this kind of literary heart can be popularized, the human race will be invincible in the world!"

The demon king Xiong Xu, who had been scared away by Fang's use of the holy page, said cool words in the distance: "Everyone in your human race has a strong literary heart, what should we demon clan do? Go dream! Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and get in." "Finished. He also glared at Fang Yun fiercely.

No one was too lazy to pay attention to him, and the three bachelors who mastered the "inch by inch" used the Zhuang Xing poem "Chang Wu" many times in a row, so that more than 300,000 war poetry soldiers would all gain strength.

This is not the end of the world, the three scholars then continued to use the Hanlin Enhancement Poem "Clothing Armor" one after another, so that each of the warriors had an extra layer of transparent armor on their bodies, and had a strong protective power.

Look at the majestic war poetry soldiers in front of them. Yun Zhaochen said softly: "These nearly forty thousand war poetry generals are enough to slaughter ten million demon barbarians below the level of ten million demon kings! It's a pity, except for the Two Realms Mountain, there are few places where you can see the spectacular scene of more than seventy scholars shooting together. This is also the first time in the Ancient Land of Blood, right?"

"Wei Huang'an is right, I am also beginning to envy these great scholars of the Saint Yuan Continent. Ye Fang said.

Tan Hemu said in a low voice: "You say, is it possible for our Blood Mangs Ancient Land to disperse the Blood Mangs, and everyone is like the human race of the Shengyuan Continent?"

"Disperse the blood, not even a half-saint can do it!unless the source of the blood's power is eradicated first, and then a great figure will appear that is recognized by all the temples. Mobilizing the power of all the temples can probably sweep away the power of the blood, and finally mobilize the power to slaughter the bear demon. Qiu Meng said.

Lian Pingchao sneered: "Only by becoming the Lord of the Blood Mang can you do it! The Lord of the Blood Mang will be recognized by the great power of the Blood Manggu Land, and all the holy temples will inevitably be controlled by him, and his words in the Blood Mang Ancient Land are the Holy Word, the truth, and the Heavenly Dao." We don't even know how to become the Lord of Blood. Don't discuss that. ”

"Prepare for battle!" Yun Zhaochen interrupted them.

Everyone keep their mouths shut.

Wei Huang'an gave an order, and more than 300,000 powerful war poetry soldiers will rush to the main road like a tide. A "human" glyph was formed, and everyone was in the middle of the "human" glyph, and was firmly protected by a large number of war poet soldiers.

Before the two war statues closest to the intersection could attack, they were broken by the dense network of war poet generals and fell to the ground, and then the war poetry soldiers would run over the bodies of the two war statues like ants. Destroy all the joints.

In just a few breaths, the two battle statues were abolished.

All the warriors will run wildly, and all the scholars will ride the warriors and dragons to speed forward.

The black-pressed war poets will move forward like a surging tide, and every reader is like a boat pushed by the wind and waves.

More than 70 scholars were not idle, and they used their words and swords to destroy the war statues. Or use war poems to delay or attack, so that the nearby war statues cannot be surrounded, and they will be divided by the war poetry soldiers.

At first, the scholars went well, but when the battle statue in front of them approached, the situation became serious.

More than 800 stone statues surrounded, and at the same time, the eight-headed Golden Armor Great Demon King was at the forefront.

I saw the eight-headed golden armor demon king raise his right foot high and fall heavily.

An eightfold wave of white air swept through the nearby Warpoet generals.

Bang bang bang......

A continuous explosion sounded, and 100,000 soldiers of war poetry will be completely destroyed!

Many people showed a look of horror, and the Demon King Statue made them despise the power of the Battle Statue, but the Golden Armor Statue made everyone understand that no matter how weak the Golden Armor Statue was, it still had the strength of the Great Demon King!

With just one kick, a third of the warriors and soldiers were destroyed, and if the power of that kick was close to the scholars, and the eightfold power came out together, which scholars could protect against this level of attack?

Emperor Wei said loudly: "Friends of the three major sub-saint families, the golden armor battle statue depends on you. ”

Three drops of holy blood like golden pearls were suspended in the air, and the three half-holy breaths instantly spread for miles.

The movements of the hundreds of war statues froze, and even the movements of the eight golden-armored war statues slowed down.

There are not only three drops of holy blood, but also three holy pages.

The three scholars of the half-saint family wrote poems to block the enemy!

I saw that the holy page in front of the three scholars was full of treasures, and the powerful aura blew all the clothes around him.

The Holy Blood and the Holy Page are in harmony!

Three majestic translucent mountains fall ahead!

Fang Yun's expression changed slightly, because there was a poem to block the enemy that was the "Lushan Bureau" he wrote during the Ten Kingdoms Competition.

Looking horizontally into the peaks on the side of the ridge,

Far and near are different,

I don't know the true face of Lushan,

It's just because I'm in this mountain.

The enemy blocking poem is different from other war poems, it is not greatly affected by the literary position, the stronger the strength, the better the poem, the better the effect of blocking the enemy.

As soon as the three mountains fell, eight gold-armored battle statues and more than 500 demon king battle statues were blocked.

The more than 500 demon king battle statues were crawling on the Hinder Enemy Poetry Mountain like headless flies, but the eight golden armor battle statues were different.

They actually used all their strength to hit the enemy Shishan, making a rumbling sound, making Shishan constantly shaking.

However, these three mountains of poetry have been enhanced by the power of the Holy Blood, and the realm may have only improved by one level, but the degree of solidity has increased by a hundredfold.

"It's a pity that if you don't become a great Confucian, it is difficult to write poems that block the enemy. If you can form a sea of poems to block the enemy, it will be easier to trap these battle images!" a scholar sighed in a low voice.

Outside the Blocking Enemy Poetry Mountain, there are only less than 300 battle statues left, and there is no pressure on more than 70 scholars, seeing that the remaining war poetry soldiers will easily block more than 200 battle statues, everyone quickly rushed into the Blocking Enemy Poetry Mountain, and then ran in a straight line in the translucent Blocking Enemy Poetry Mountain, rushing straight to the entrance of the main hall.

However, no one showed joy, but became more nervous.

"Whoa......

A soft voice sounded, and all the war statues instantly moved to their original standing positions.

Blocking the enemy's poetry mountain fails.

(To be continued.) )