Ji Shouyu spit out a mouthful of blood, took out a pill from the drinking river and stuffed it into his mouth, and the Jinshi of the doctor's family immediately took out the medical book and treated him.

"Brother Fool!" the crowd walked over quickly.

Ji Shouyu's face was shrouded in dark clouds, he reached out to wipe the blood from his beard, pointed to the mountain on the far left, and said slowly: "The power of the Lord of Plague is hidden there. ”

"What?" shouted dozens of jinshi in unison.

There are many demi-saints of the demon clan, and those who are at the top of the demi-saints and under the great sage can be canonized as the holy master, and the lord of the plague is one of the holy masters of the demon world.

"I should have thought of it!" Kong Detian gritted his teeth.

Fang Yun only felt a chill in his back.

Unlike those demon barbarians who like to fight hard, the Lord of the Plague is an extremely alternative demon saint, he rarely appears in person, and likes to use the plague and illusion to achieve his goals. In terms of the upright art of war, the Lord of the Plague is far inferior to the Soldier Barbarian Saint, but if it is talked about Yin and Poison, the 10,000 Soldier Barbarian Saint is inferior to the Lord of the Plague.

The Lord of the Plague is one of the demi-saints that the Terrans are most reluctant to provoke.

Before the Great War of the Two Realms Mountain, the Terran Demi-Saints had repeatedly fought against the Demon Barbarian Saints in the rest of the ancient lands, but no matter which Demi-Saint it was, as long as they encountered the Lord of the Plague, they could only flee far away. It wasn't until Zhang Zhongjing was canonized that he used the holy book "Treatise on Typhoid Fever and Miscellaneous Diseases" to break the plague power of the plague lord, so that the plague lord was slightly restrained.

Since Zhang Zhongjing's canonization, the human race has vigorously developed the medical path, and the Lord of the Plague has been dormant until Zhang Zhongjing's Holy Fall, and the Lord of the Plague has reappeared, and no one can control it.

"The Lord of the Plague is a half-saint after all, how can he hide the power of the Holy Temple and the hunting ground?"

Kong Detian sighed helplessly, and said: "The plague of the plague lord has an extremely terrifying talent 'resurgence'! He sent the 'dead' plague into the body of the demon barbarian captives and entered the hunting ground, no matter how strong the power of the holy temple and the hunting ground is, it is impossible to discover the plague that is no longer threatening. After being isolated by the Moontree Phantom in the hunting grounds, the plague naturally resurrected. And inherit his will!Now, the Lord of the Plague is probably cultivating the power of the Plague Clone, and if he is given enough time, we will surely die. ”

Lei Li's face turned ashen and said, "Since we are the Lord of the Plague, then we have no possibility of winning. You don't know that the Lord of the Plague is a descendant of the Doomsday Emperor, with the blood of an ancestral god! Any trace of plague is equal to his incarnation. We're fighting against a semi-holy incarnation!"

A deep sense of sadness haunted the hearts of most Jinshi.

"How could the Terran Half-Saint not be able to detect it! Since he already knew that Fang Zhenguo had become a Void Saint, why did he still accept prisoners from the outside world!" He Ludong was extremely angry.

Sun Renbing said: "I am often in the deserted city and ancient land. A little bit about this. After the saints learned of the Moon Tree's punishment, the hunting ground island never received any more captives from the outside world. The last time Hunting Grounds Island received captives was three months ago!"

"Impossible! How could the Demon Barbarian Saints calculate three months ago that Fang Xusheng would definitely participate in the Spring Hunt this year! No matter how strong the Lord of the Plague is, the process of 'resurrection' cannot exceed a year, otherwise he will really die. ”

They like to fight with brute force, but the demi-saints of the ape, snake, fox, and some barbarians are very calculating. All the saints of our human race planned to kill the barbarian saints, and with the help of the power of the Moon Tree Divine Punishment, they killed two barbarian saints in a row, winning two games in a row, but this one. We lost. Lose all the time!" Ji Shouyu's words were full of pathos.

Everyone understood what Ji Shouyu meant, Fang Yun's achievements in the future are very likely to surpass all the demi-saints, and the effect on the human race is extremely huge, if Fang Yun dies. Not to mention killing three barbarian saints in a row, even if you kill thirty barbarian saints, the human race is equivalent to a complete defeat.

"Hehe, who dares to say that the demon barbarian is not aimed at Fang Yun now?" the anger in Lei Li's eyes dissipated instead. It's just that the hatred is deeper.

Fang Yun looked at Lei Li, smiled calmly, and said, "Maybe after tomorrow." We'll wait for the bones to hunt. After that, can I hurt you Lei Li and harm your Lei family, or can you destroy my family and slaughter my Jingguo? Lei Li, why can't you look at it so much!"

Fang Yun shook his head lightly after speaking.

Lei Li bowed his head and was silent.

The authorities are confused, and the bystanders are clear.

Ji Zhibai's thoughts were all gray, and his handsome face was extremely dark, but it soon gradually regained its ruddyness. He sighed softly and said, "This is not the Saint Yuan Continent. Not to mention that it is difficult for the holy forces to reach, even if they do, they will inevitably encounter the full force of the demon world. In the Shengyuan Continent, the strength of our human race can resist the power of the demon realm, but outside the Shengyuan Continent, the demon barbarian saints can overwhelm the saints of our human race! That's it, forget the previous grievances. Before dying, I am willing to fight side by side with Fang Xusheng!"

Ji Zhibai breathed a long sigh of relief, and suddenly, his Wen Palace let out a soft roar, the dust was gone, and Wen Gong officially entered a realm.

Everyone was stunned, even Ji Zhibai was stunned.

It is difficult for ordinary Jinshi to reach the realm of literary courage, and most of the people who become literary and courageous are old Jinshi who are over forty years old, and there are very few geniuses like Yan Yukong.

Ji Zhi Bai Cheng Jinshi has only been a little more than a year, and he has not learned the courage of Fang Yun, and he can reach the realm of literature and courage at this moment, which is already a genius.

Ji Zhibai smiled helplessly, and said: "Who would have thought that Fang Zhenguo's words would help me break through, it is really a rare opportunity, if I can not die, the Great Confucian is hopeful! Thank you, Brother Fang!"

Fang Yun didn't move, and accepted Ji Zhibai's gift. Fang Yun felt that at this moment, Ji Zhibai's words were full of sincerity, without the slightest impurity.

Fang Yun smiled, nodded lightly, and said, "The cold wind and spring sun are vying for the willows, and the military generals of Wenchen are looking for the marquis." How much the heroes of the ages hate, when they meet, they smile and enmity. ”

It's quiet.

"What a 'smile and enmity when you meet'! This sentence alone deserves to be Narushu. Ji Zhibai suddenly shook his head and smiled bitterly, Fang Yun's poem simply went to his heart, the two were completely opposite each other because of Liu, and what they were fighting for was nothing more than fame, power and holy way. If both of them can achieve the Holy Path in the end, they may really be able to eliminate the grievances of the past.

It's just that the Lord of the Plague cut off the holy path of the two.

Qiao Juze sighed lightly: "Fang Yunyu was shocked to know the truth, and he smiled and hated when he met. If today's events can be passed down to future generations, they will become a good story. ”

Yan Yukong looked at Fang Yun and Ji Zhibai, and sighed: "Before today, the two of them were fighting to the death, who would have thought that in the face of the mortal situation, Fang Xusheng was the first to let go of the hatred in his heart, but he made a mistake to achieve Ji Zhibai. Of course, this can be a good story. ”

Ji Zhibai shook his head lightly, extremely emotional.

"Brother Lei, what about you?" asked Ma Chaoming.

Lei Li snorted disdainfully, and said, "Ruining my Lei family's reputation and luck, such a big hatred, how can I get rid of it? Even if I am killed by the Lord of the Plague, I will be the last to die! I want to see Fang Yun die in front of me with my own eyes!"

"Lack of erection and conspiracy!" Ma Chaoming hated his teeth.

Lei Li laughed, his eyes were even more arrogant, and said: "My Lei family is so clear about grievances! He first caused my Lei family to lose his wisdom, and then asked me to wait for him to be buried together, how can I meet and smile and have a grudge? I still curse him for not dying well!" (To be continued......)