Mingqi Demon King.

This is a bird demon that can only call, does not know witchcraft, does not have strong qi and blood, flies not high or fast, and even has extremely low fertility, but its cry can penetrate any protective force except for the gall.

Mingqi is invincious, and the same rank is invincible.

A reader of the same level as Mingqi, the courage of the literary courage can never prevent the power of Mingqi's fascination.

Every hundred years, barely one or two readers can shatter the myth of invincibility, but it is useless for the vast majority of readers.

Legend has it that the Great Demon King Mingqi of the Demon Realm has no more than three at most, and the Demon King Mingqi does not exceed ten. This level of Mingqi has a great effect in the Ten Thousand Dead Mountain, even if the battle between the Two Realms Mountain is only one, and now, there is one in the Three Valleys Ancient Land.

The Mingqi Demon King was just a two-foot-long emerald green bird, and although it followed the White Dragon King, it was more relaxed than the White Dragon King, and was combing its feathers with its hard beak, as if this encirclement and suppression of the scholar was just a small episode, and it could not even be made to temporarily give up on sorting out its feathers to court.

Demon Marquis Mingqi often appears in the ancient land of Sangu, but the appearance of Demon King Mingqi made all the readers smell the decisiveness and ruthlessness of the demon clan.

In terms of rarity, the Ming Qi of the Demon King level is no less than that of the real dragon!

Scholar Guo rushed forward while using the battle poem, and said to the other party: "Demon King Mingqi doesn't need to say much, that White Dragon King is the Dragon King of Zhenhai, after the Dragon Saint of the West Sea, the ancestral dragon bloodline, rampant in the Three Realms, has not met an opponent." He has been suppressed at the Dragon King Rank, wanting to get better means to promote to the Great Dragon King, so as to lay the foundation of the Ancient Dragon Emperor. His best means of promotion is the drop of ancestral dragon true blood you obtained, so much so that the West Sea Dragon Saint White Dragon Fish convincing people forcibly begged for it. He came today to take revenge and ...... Stop you from using imperial poetry!"

Fang Yun's understanding of the Demon Barbarian Ancient Demon was far better than that of Scholar Guo, but his knowledge of the secrets of the Terran Dragon Clan was far inferior to that of this big man who was resident in the Holy Academy, and he only remembered after listening to Scholar Guo's explanation. The true dragon does have the means to restrain and even seize the emperor Shilong.

When the golden dragon appeared on the big day, it was the real dragon Ao Yuwei who took it away, and the broken yellow dragon appeared a few days ago, and it was the real dragon Ao Huang who took it away, which is not a coincidence, because in addition to the dragon saint, only the real dragon can lead the dragon soul.

Now Fang Yun except for the emperor's poems, even if he has the voice of the Great Dao, he can't kill the Demon King, because the Voice of the Great Dao is essentially just the power of the Great Confucian, although the Demon King is one rank lower than the Great Confucian. There are still many ways to block it.

The Zhenhai Dragon King Dragon Beard moved lightly, looked at Fang Yun, a trace of complexity flashed in his blue eyes, and then said in a dragon roar that pierced the clouds and cracked stones: "This king came today only for the grievances of the ancestral dragon's true blood. Except for taking your dragon soul, nothing else has anything to do with this king. ”

Fang Yun's expression was cold, his eyes were like ice, and his tongue bloomed and he said: "The West Sea Dragon Saint forcibly robbed the true blood of the ancestral dragon, and designed to destroy my Ning'an, destroy my temple test, and cut off my holy path. Today, I have sent you to bring my life to me. As the saying goes, there are only three things, and the hatred of the Dragon Saint of the West Sea. This saint will be rewarded a hundredfold!"

The Dragon King of Zhenhai was calm, and the clouds and mist around him did not move, and he said proudly: "As long as the emperor's poem is not published, this king will not do it." Not to mention. It's not worth the king's hands. As for those big words, let's wait until I survive in front of the Naraku Demon King. ”

"The demon king is surprised, not to be afraid. Fang Yun's demeanor was more calm than that of the Zhenhai Dragon King. It seems that he really doesn't take the Ming Qi Demon King in his eyes at all.

The Mingqi Demon King suddenly stopped combing his feathers, tilted the bird's head, and looked at Fang Yun seriously.

The scholars present had their own thoughts, Fang Yun's courage was well known, but few people knew that Fang Yun had reached the peak of the Second Realm early, because those who knew had already been given a gag order by the Eastern Sage, and the demon clan had no way of knowing.

As for the Three Realms, it is difficult for even the top Confucians to attain, and many semi-saints can only reach the Three Realms after being canonized.

The courage of the peak of the second realm can definitely block the power of the Ming Qi Demon King.

It's just that it's one thing to block it, it's another thing to be able to fight back, before Fang Yun used the words of the Holy Classics to kill Ming Qi, that was because those Ming Qi were of low rank, and now if Fang Yun wants to hurt the Ming Qi Demon King, it will be more difficult than defending Ning'an City that day.

The queen bee demon king said: "Mingle, don't play anymore, kill them early, and if you continue to play, they will break through our defenses." ”

The two sides spoke extremely fast, and at this time, the pursuers behind had not even arrived in front of the Mo family city in Mo Ming.

Demon King Mingle nodded, and said in a voice like music, "Since these human races are killing themselves, then I will fulfill them." Killing chickens with a knife, a mere human slave actually let me do it myself, it's boring. ”

After speaking, the feathers around the demon king Mingle shook slightly, his demeanor became extremely focused, and layers of mist appeared in his eyes.

Scholar Guo shouted: "Everyone, be careful, protect with all your courage, rush over as fast as possible, and kill Mingqi first!"

"Hahaha, kill me? delusional!" Demon King Mingle quickly retreated, and at the same time, more than twenty corpse demon barbarian kings protected Mingqi, and even the queen bee demon king moved closer to Mingle Demon King.

The original impregnable defense line was loosened, but because the demon barbarians were constantly retreating, it was difficult for the Terrans to attack Ming Qi for a while.

Everyone's body is cold, how many breaths can they hold on to in the sound of Mingqi without being unconscious? one breath or two breaths?

Fang Yun said suddenly: "All the scholars continue to break through, but they are just an arrogant little bird, and any one of the Terrans can solve it!

"Hahaha...... Terran junior, the method of agitation is useless to me. I don't like to say too much, so die!" Mingqi took a wild breath, then opened his mouth to let out a Mingqi sound.

When he was laughing, there was an extra holy page on the pallet on Fang Yun's chest, and Fang Yun held a Hanlin Wenbao pen, dipped it in the ink of the inkstone turtle ink girl, and wrote with a pen, and the wonderful pen was full of flowers.

Entering the ancient courtyard in the early morning, the first sun shines on the high forest.

The winding path leads to the secluded place, and the study is deep with flowers and trees.

The mountain light is pleasing to the birds, and the pond shadow is empty.

Wan Lai is silent, but Yu Zhong chimes.

Fang Yun finished the poem in a breath, but the eyes of the nearby scholars were even keen, and at the same time that Fang Yun finished writing, his eyes had already swept over the words of the whole poem, even at this critical breakthrough juncture, the instinct of the readers made them secretly praise in their hearts.

The moment they saw the whole poem, they seemed to have left the battlefield and came to an ancient academy along the mountain road surrounded by trees on a bright morning.

Continue to walk on the winding road, walk to the depths, leisurely, experience the fun of exploration and tranquility, and after a while, the eyes become open and bright, and a book house appears, surrounded by flowers and lush vegetation.

Under the sun, the birds are very happy, and the waterhole on the side is clear and transparent, washing people's hearts.

(To be continued......)

PS: Go out with friends at night,,, second is more likely to be late,,Ahem......