The growth of the treasure light of the holy page has not stopped, and the last layer of the "heirloom treasure light" slowly appears, and finally covers the ninth layer of treasure light.

The forest is dark and the grass is frightened,

The general draws the bow at night;

Pingming looking for white feathers,

Not in the stone ridge.

Lu Lun's poem originates from a story of the arrow saint Li Guang, and the "Historical Records" of the Shengyuan Continent records: Hunting widely, seeing the stone in the grass, thinking that the demon is in the middle and shooting, the demon is not in the middle, and the stone is also.

Li Guang is the same as the martial saint Guan Yu, the Gongsheng Luban, the qin saint Yu Boya and others in the Shengyuan Continent, although he is not as good as the true saint of the holy temple, but he is also a famous figure, and he has an ancestral hall to worship.

This poem first wrote that when Li Guang was hunting demons, the forest was dark and windy, as if a demon clan was coming, and then wrote that Li Guang opened his bow with all his strength to shoot, but later found that the arrow went deep into the sharp point of the stone, which was more magical than shooting on the surface of the stone. It vividly describes the process of Li Guang's stone shooting, and uses the most concise words to show the strength of Li Guang's archery.

The golden holy page covered by nine layers of multi-treasure light flew up, and exploded in the air, bursting out a cloud of golden light.

This golden light was only slightly brighter in the eyes of Fang Yun and the other human races, but it was extremely dazzling in the eyes of the demon tortoise.

Even if the demon turtle was a pseudo-dragon bloodline and was only one step away from becoming a demon handsome, his eyes felt stinging.

The golden light dissipated, and a huge golden armor general phantom standing in the air one foot high, this general exuded indescribable might, and his majestic figure made everyone admire and make the demon clan frightened. His eyes seemed to penetrate the world, holding a war bow in his left hand and an arrow in his right hand, slowly drawing the bow.

The sky roared with a furious wind, and above the head of this golden armor general, a funnel-shaped wind vortex appeared, sending a large amount of vitality into the general's body.

"Summoning the saint!" many people shouted in unison, even the demon turtle shouted in demon language, and his eyes were full of horror.

As a pseudo-dragon bloodline, the demon turtle has a deep understanding of human history, whether it is a celebrity, a virtual saint or a true saint, this battle poem will form a qualitative improvement, more powerful than ordinary poetic souls, close to the most powerful holy souls.

Whether it is a holy or holy spirit, it will collect one of the seven divine thoughts of "benevolence, righteousness, courtesy, wisdom, faith, moderation, and courage" left by the sages in heaven and earth, thus triggering powerful power.

In the Shengyuan Continent, Li Guang killed countless demons and made great achievements, and the "Brave Divine Thought" he left behind was no longer his own strength, but also the thousands of troops and horses he had led, including the reputation of the history books, including the gratitude of countless human races for his great achievement in killing demons.

"Run! This person is more talented than me! First, if you want to remember this person, you must report this person to the Dragon Palace Demon Realm! When he grows up, he will be the second Li Wenying, no, one he is worth ten Li Wenying! If he doesn't die, then my demon clan will die!" The demon turtle shouted in his heart, and while collecting the pseudo-dragon balls in the sky, he turned around and ran away.

"You can't escape!"

Fang Yun whispered, his gaze falling on the corner of the demon turtle's mouth, where the blood of his classmates was still dripping.

Li Guang's phantom moved, his bow opened like an autumn moon, the arrow went like a meteor landing, and the night sky within a radius of several miles was illuminated like day by the shocking arrow.

The demon turtle was so frightened that it knew that it couldn't dodge, and its whole body was included in the turtle shell, and all its qi and blood were exhausted to cover the body with a blood-colored light mask.

Everyone only saw that the night sky left a trail of silver light, and then the tail of the demon turtle pierced through the silver light, shooting out from its mouth, deep into the ground, leaving a deep hole.

The demon turtle was motionless, and there was a continuous cracking sound in its body, blood gurgling out, and the pseudo-dragon ball that had not had time to be recovered also fell to the ground.

Li Guang's phantom looked down at everyone, and looked at Fang Yun in the back, his gaze seemed to be a void.

Everyone was dumbfounded, although Li Guang was not a half-saint, but after all, he was a virtual saint who had great merit to the human race, they carried the luck of the human race, the human race was immortal, the history books were not destroyed, and the divine thoughts of this kind of big man would exist in the world forever.

Li Guang's divine thoughts usually disappear immediately even if they are summoned, but now they move uncontrollably, which is the greatest affirmation of Fang Yun, obviously encouraging the younger generations, praising Fang Yun's demon-killing heart, and affirming his contribution to the human race.

Fang Yun bowed his head slightly in respect.

Li Guang's phantom also nodded slightly, turning into countless points of light and scattering, returning to heaven and earth.

Fang Yun overdrew his talents, and has always relied on the will to kill demons and avenge his friends, but now his wish has been fulfilled, his eyes are dark, and he falls.

"Fang Yun!" Lu Yu on the side hurriedly supported Fang Yun.

The crowd also came to check it out.

"It's just a drain, it's not a big deal. A partial general said.

The slave suddenly jumped out of the crowd, quickly ran to the corpse of the demon turtle, picked up the pseudo-dragon ball that was less than a quarter of the size of the original, and quickly returned to Fang Yun's body.

Everyone looked at the pseudo-dragon ball with hot eyes, this treasure is extremely rare, although it is a pseudo-dragon ball at the level of a demon general, but the value is close to that of the university scholar Wenbao, and it is not measured by gold and silver at all.

The few lifters looked at each other, and then looked at the lifters who were returning with Chen Xi's pen, a little hesitant, but finally sighed, there is no doubt that only Fang Yun present is qualified to get this pseudo dragon ball, even if Li Wenying comes, he can't take it away.

The slave carefully put the pseudo-dragon ball on Fang Yun's mouth, and then slowly pressed down with its small mouth, and at the same time used its claws to make Fang Yun open his mouth, and finally stuffed the entire pseudo-dragon ball into Fang Yun's mouth.

The slave carefully closed Fang Yun's mouth again, then stood up and scanned everyone with a vigilant gaze, as if to say: Be careful, don't approach Fang Yun!

The dragon ball slowly melted in Fang Yun's mouth, and finally turned into a faint stream of water flowing into his stomach, and a surging vitality formed from his body, constantly nourishing him.

An Chengcai looked at Fang Yun and said in a low voice: "In the face of danger, he will turn the tide, but he will not hesitate to himself, this is the real reader." As he spoke, the dagger in his hand tightened.

Mr. Wang said helplessly: "Since he can even make a poem to call the saints, then I don't have to hide it, he also wrote a strong soldier poem early this morning, to be precise, it should be a strong bow poem." You also know that it is impossible for us to announce this matter, otherwise the demon will kill him at all costs, and may even dispatch a big demon. But these two poems have a great effect, and they can't be unpublished, so they can only use the old way. ”

The man said: "Then you can only lie that a scholar has successfully changed his poems, and change the war poems he originally made during his talent show to be handed down." ”

"Let's find a great Confucian, a scholar changed two poems in a row, I don't believe it. ”

"That's the way it can go. ”

"Fang Yun is really incredible, he can actually summon the Arrow Holy Spirit Thought, otherwise, I'm afraid we will all die here. The demon turtle actually said that it could go to the Dragon Stage, which showed that its status in the Jiaolong Palace was not ordinary. ”

"It's just a mere demon general, it's so powerful, it must be a big shot in Jiaolong Palace, you must not let the people of Jiaolong Palace know that the Dao was killed by Fang Yun, otherwise the other party's luck is extremely unfavorable. ”

"Before the Lord Yuan comes, everyone is not allowed to leave or contact the outside world without permission, and those who violate the order will be killed!" said the general.

"Yes!" everyone agreed.

"Fang Yun is awake!"

Everyone hurriedly looked at Fang Yun.

Fang Yun slowly opened his eyes, feeling that his body was warm, and he didn't feel the slightest sense of exhaustion, although his talent was exhausted, the discomfort had disappeared.

"Boom!" the slave clapped his little paw with delight.

"Fang Yun, thank you for saving us!" said the general.

"Thank you for your life!"

All the lifters, students and teachers hugged their fists together to thank them.

Fang Yun hurriedly said: "Everyone, don't say that, if it weren't for the fact that you kept consuming the qi and blood and turtle shell of that demon turtle, if it weren't for your strength to stimulate the heart of the Blue Blood Pill, my own talent would not be able to support the completion of this poem at all." ”

Fang Yun now understood that the biggest reason why he was able to complete this battle poem was the five-fold "Blue Blood Pill Heart", which was the strength that five people had spent fifty years of life in exchange.

At this time, a deep voice said: "I said I wanted to protect you before, but I didn't expect to be saved by you." It was my carelessness that I thought that the demon turtle was just an ordinary pseudo-dragon bloodline. Now I have figured out that his father may be one of the famous demons of Jiaolong Palace, and I have lost the wind in frontal battles with it, and I have been defeated by its sneak attack, and I am not wronged. ”

The people followed the prestige.

"General Chen is awake!"

His shoulders were already bandaged, and he was struggling to stand up, saying, "Let's go, go and see that snake demon, He Xian Ling should have entangled it." It doesn't have the blood of a pseudo-dragon, and the Great Confucian Filthy Text a few days ago may have consumed a lot of its qi and blood, and it is difficult for it to use it again. I still have the strength to fight at the moment, it will definitely die! On the way, tell me what happened, how Fang Yun killed the demon turtle. ”

Everyone continued to walk towards the top of the mountain, and those demon clans were either killed or fled early without a shadow.

In the direction of the top of the mountain, one person and one demon are fighting, and He Xianling has re-condensed his words and swords, but the power is far less than before, and at the same time, he continues to recite war poems in chapters, and he is stubbornly entangled with the demon commander of the snake clan.

An Chengcai kept walking with his head down, not knowing what Lu Dao was doing

Everyone soon came to the top of the mountain, and the snake demon saw that the people of the human race appeared, and began to fight hard, and the order of He County gradually failed.

A few people recited swift poems, and quickly ran forward to attack the snake demon commander.

Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the demon snake, An Chengcai suddenly got on the other side and said, "Fang Yun, come over some, I have something to say to you." ”

Fang Yun nodded and walked over, slightly away from the others.

The little fox followed Fang Yun's side, a pair of dark eyes rolling, and his gaze fell on An Chengcai's chest.

An Chengcai put away the dagger, took out a cloth bag from his arms, handed it to Fang Yun, and said in a low voice: "This thing is placed here with you first, if I have nothing to do, I will come back to get it; if I have something, this thing belongs to you, because only you are qualified to be its master! Don't ask what this is, and don't let others know the Dao, when you enter the shroud of the temple, you will naturally know the Dao." ”

"This ......"

Fang Yun wanted to excuse himself, but the little fox suddenly jumped on Fang Yun, grabbed the small cloth bag and stuffed it into Fang Yun's arms, and it was very hard, as if to say hide it quickly, hide it quickly, this is a good thing!