As far as the eye can see, the ice peaks are continuous and enduring.

Fang turned around and rode the war poetry dragon horse to a stop on an iceberg.

Yun Zhaochen then turned around and stood beside Fang Yun, and the other four scholars saw Yun Zhaochen like this, and stood with Fang Yun helplessly.

"Then the old man, let's see how you can scare off the Bear Demon King of the two major tribes!" Lian Pingchao didn't stand with Fang Yun and the other six people, and continued to run forward, but slowed down and kept looking back.

Ye Fangge said: "That's it, this iceberg area is the condensation of Xiong Kong's holy phase attack, that is the power formed by him tracing the bloodline of the bear clan, it is difficult for us to break it, the speed is greatly reduced, it is a matter of time before they catch up, it is better to fight to the death." ”

"Since I entered the ruins of Dragon City, I knew that this would happen. Liu Shan'a said with a smile, but there was a dangerous aura in his eyes.

Fang Yun took out a porcelain bottle from the drinking river shell, opened it, and a surging breath gushed out from the porcelain bottle, and the fierceness of the breath was like hot oil spreading out in an instant, drowning and soaking everyone.

Many people instinctively trembled slightly, and all the demon kings stopped.

All the demon kings felt that if they ran fast, they would inevitably offend the contents of the porcelain bottle.

"The holy blood of the demon clan, and the blood of the half-saint of my bear clan?" Xiong Kun jumped onto a five-zhang high iceberg and looked down at Fang Yun and the others not far ahead.

The other Bear Demon Kings also became cautious.

Lian Pingchao stopped and looked at the porcelain vase in Fang Yun's hand in surprise.

Fang Yun said: "Who of you can write a poem about the attack of the Four Realms?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then shook their heads helplessly.

"In the Blood Manggu Land, only Wei Huang'an cultivated the "Song of the Great Wind" to the Four Realms and could summon the Holy Soul, but other than that, no one had the Four Realms War Poems. On the contrary, the people of the Shengyuan Continent have a long lifespan. There are a few scholars who can practice low-level war poems to the four realms. ”

"Holy blood can directly improve the poems to a realm, after the Four Realms War Poems are used, although they will not be promoted to the unprecedented Five Realms War Poems, they can form a power close to the Five Realms, there is no official name, most of them are called pseudo-Five Realms. ”

Fang Yun didn't expect that Emperor Wei, the first university scholar of the Blood Mang Ancient Land, would be able to practice the "Song of the Great Wind" to the four realms. War poems are raised by a realm. It is equivalent to a level of literary rank, "Song of the Great Wind" is a battle poem, and the four realms are equivalent to the poetry of the university soldiers, but it has powerful characteristics, which is much stronger than the poems of ordinary university soldiers.

"Song of the Great Wind" belongs to the imperial poem, and when it reaches the realm of the "Holy Soul" of the Four Realms, the power summoned is not a half-holy idea, but the idea of Liu Bang, the founding emperor of the Han Dynasty, which can directly borrow power from the Han Empire across time and space.

"There are three realms, right?" Fang Yun asked.

"Yes! Fang Ge once wrote a Jinshi battle poem during the Jinshi period. Although it is not handed down, but with the image of the axe mountain, and the idea of opening the world in the myth of Pangu as the idea, the "Falling Axe Yin" is formed, which is extremely powerful. So he has been practicing this battle poem repeatedly, and he has practiced to the three realms. The power is equivalent to that of a university warrior battle poem. "Yun Zhaochen said.

"Mr. Fangge, this bottle of holy blood is handed over to you. I'll give you another holy page. As long as they dare to rush forward, you will use the "Falling Axe Yin" on Xiong Kong, the chief of the Fierce Tooth Tribe, and the "Falling Axe Yin" of the Four Realms has surpassed the ordinary Confucian war poems, at least Xiong Kong can be dying, and may even kill him!" Fang Yundao said.

Ye Fangge was obligated to take Fang Yun's holy blood and holy page. Said: "Okay! Look at the old man! I can use the holy blood to forge the battle poems of the four realms, and the old man will die without regrets! Thank you Yun Fang!"

The rest of the scholars stared excitedly at the porcelain vase in Ye Fang's singer, and at the same time wrote war poems with holy pages and holy blood, this is something that many scholars dream of, if they can do it before they die. Die without regrets.

Holy blood, that is something that even people from the Half-Saint Family can't use casually, in the list of gifts of all Saint Families, it is a top-level gift, otherwise it will not be given to Fang Yun.

Those scholars were excited, but they looked at Fang Yun with something more, this was not the first time that they had shown this kind of contemplation.

"Roaring ......"

The Demon King Xiong Kong roared, his nose wrinkled, his teeth exposed, and said, "A mere drop of holy blood is not enough for us to retreat! You only have seven now, no, only six scholars, plus the holy page and a drop of holy blood, at most it is equivalent to ten scholars, far from us!"

Xiong Sha shouted as he approached Xiong Kong: "Yes! Far from it! In front of our thirty-one demon kings, this is still far away! A battle poem has been used up, and we have broken through your protection and killed all of you!"

"Oh. Mr. He Mu, your song "Song Kunlun" of the Second Realm, if you enter the Third Realm, can you resist the thirty-one demon kings for a moment?"

Tan Hemu was stunned for a moment, laughed, and said: "My Second Realm "Yong Kunlun" is already equivalent to the Great Confucian Protective War Poem, if you get the help of the Holy Blood and enter the Third Realm, I am afraid that you can prevent the blow of the half-saint clone and block these demon kings!"

"I don't believe you still have a second drop of holy blood!" Xiong Kong's eyes emitted a terrifying red light, which was even more strange against the white bear fur.

"You must believe what I say!" Fang Yun said, taking out the second porcelain vase and opening it.

A burst of demonic aura like a sea tide instantly spread for dozens of miles.

"The blood of the giant whale demi-saints!" Xiong Kong said through gritted teeth.

Xiong Sha asked in a low voice, "Could this be fake?"

"If even the Holy Blood could be faked, the Terran would have already ruled all worlds!" Xiong Kong said.

Xiong was so angry that he grinded his teeth and said, "What is the origin of this kid, first took out so many holy pages to scare me away, and then took out two drops of holy blood to scare you, people are more angry than demons!"

"It should be someone from the Six Great Saint Families. Xiong Kun said in a low voice.

Fang Yun said and handed the second porcelain vase to Tan Hemu.

"Two drops of holy blood, is it enough?" Fang Yun asked.

"Not enough!" Xiong Kun finished speaking, the demon around him was like ice, and he put on a thick layer of ice armor for himself, covering the outside of the qi and blood armor.

"Well, then I won't take it out one by one. Fang Yun said, took out three porcelain bottles, and opened them in turn.

Three demon saint auras of different natures erupted at the same time.

All the scholars and the demon king couldn't help but have a cold war, and their hearts were inexplicably panicked.

At this moment, this place is intertwined with the breath of the five holy bloods.

Lian Pingchao, who was about to escape, hurried back and said loudly: "Yun Fangxian's nephew, the old man's Qin Dao has reached the three realms, as long as the holy blood is dropped into the old man's dragon bone incense and ignited, the old man's "Wind and Thunder Introduction" will be upgraded by one realm, which is equivalent to the power of the four realms of the Qin Dao, which is enough to sweep away all the demons!"

Liu Shan'a laughed and said, "Cheng Yi! Cheng Yi!"

Several other people also smiled, there were five drops of holy blood, which could definitely form a heavy blow to the thirty-one demon kings. Seven people working together, before dying, will take the lives of at least twenty demon kings.

Both sides of the key shemales knew that Fang Yun might have more treasures in his hands!

Xiong Kun looked at the three porcelain vases in Fang Yun's hand blankly, and said to Xiong Xu: "I just understand your feelings when you see a stack of holy pages, I feel deeply ashamed, and at the same time there is endless anger!

"As the chief of the ten major tribes, he is not as many treasures as a small Hanlin, how can he not be ashamed!" Xiong Sha was very sad and angry.

Xiong Kun stared at Fang Yun and didn't speak for a long time.

Xiong Sha said in a low voice: "Why don't you ...... Shall we get out of the way?".

(To be continued.) )