The third man stepped forward, and once again used the Holy Soul War Poem at the cost of the sacrifice.

"The Sword ...... of the Commander in the Sheath"

The dragon turtle did not wait for the third person to complete the battle poem "Slaying the Dragon", and then launched an attack.

Mr. Wang suddenly threw out the mountain-shaped pen holder Wenbao in his hand, and the pen holder immediately turned into a high mountain, and smashed into the huge dragon turtle.

Once this Wenbao was smashed, it was enough to seriously injure an ordinary demon handsome, but the dragon turtle was only smashed and took a step back and shook his head.

At this time, the war poem "Slaying the Dragon" inspired by the sacrificial Wengong was completed, and I saw a red lightsaber flying out and slashing at the dragon turtle, the power of these two swords itself is not as good as the Jinshi's lip sword, but there is a faint Haoran righteousness on it - slaying the dragon is the nemesis of the dragon clan.

The dragon turtle did not dare to hold it up, and once again tightened its head, tail and legs into the turtle shell, and the six holes were also blocked.

The sword of the dragon slayer can't hurt the demon turtle, and can only keep attacking its turtle shell, but the turtle shell is also falling off layer by layer.

"Let's go!" shouted Mr. Wang.

"Take care!" the students began to run away with all their might, and the man fled with Mo Yu in his arms.

The dragon slayer quickly disappeared, and without waiting for the demon turtle to raise its head, the fourth person launched a sacrifice to the Wen Palace.

The others stood on the stump of the tree, or stood behind the broken tree, or kept running to open the distance, or exited in a chapter, or talked on paper, and the attack all fell on the dragon turtle.

The fourth time, Haoran Righteous Qi spread to the surroundings, and the power of the battle poems of everyone around them increased by forty percent.

The dragon turtle finally understood that if he continued to stalemate like this, sooner or later he would be exhausted by these people with the power of Qi and blood with the Blue Blood Pill Heart, and finally be killed by breaking the shell.

"No one can kill me! I'm going to mock the Wind Pavilion and turn into a dragon!" the dragon turtle roared angrily, its head and feet stretched out of its shell, and a faint and righteous war poem fell on his head, the skin on its head was cracked, and the blood flowed, and even its powerful self-healing ability was only three percent of its original strength.

Eight human-lifting attacks landed on the dragon turtle's body at the same time, and its qi and blood were consumed at an extremely fast speed.

I saw a dark blue water shield appear around the dragon turtle, and against the dense attacks of the lifters, it suddenly accelerated and rushed to the nearest lifter, opened its big mouth and bit down.

The vitality armor on this lifting body only lasted for half a breath before crumbling.

With a click, the lifter was bitten off by his waist, and the dragon turtle chewed twice and swallowed the upper body of the lifter, and then swallowed the rest of his body.

"Brute!" Mr. Su scolded, spitting blood from his mouth, and the power of the fifth Blue Blood Pill Heart appeared.

"You can't kill me! When I eat Mo Yu, kill all of you!"

The dragon turtle no longer tightened its shell, and continued to chase after the person holding Chen Xibi's pen against everyone's attacks.

It exuded a more massive demon aura, and all the soldiers and children were crushed to the ground by the powerful aura, and those Xiucai were also weak in their legs, and their escape was obviously slower, but Yuan Zhi's courage returned to normal after a shock and continued to run.

Yuan Zhi's fists were clenched, his teeth were clenched, and he watched the people who raised their lives to attack one by one, but he could only escape, and his heart was full of shame.

However, Yuan Zhi knew that his strength was limited, and he could not use the Bi Sacrifice Bun Palace until he raised people. The demon turtle still has a strong protective power now, unless he lets a Xiucai battle poem have more than six layers of treasure light, and there must be a poetic soul, and the poetic soul has the power to pierce the tortoise shell, it is impossible to hurt this demon turtle.

"If only I have enough ranks! If I have enough letters...... Yuan Yi repeated this sentence sadly in his heart as he ran.

The stars were brilliant, the waning moon hung low, and in the dark forest, the dragon turtle was like a running hill, and anyone who was in its path was either killed or trampled to death, or killed by the turtle poison contained in the blood he released.

Along the way, more than 30 people were killed.

Yuan Zhi and the other Xiucai hurriedly dodged, but one of the Xiucai of the third class was too close to the demon turtle and was bitten by the dragon turtle.

Blood splattered, and the dragon turtle chewed slowly, a crunchy crunch in its mouth.

All the Confucian students turned pale, and a sense of grief stirred in everyone's chests, but they didn't expect this classmate who was studying, drinking, and fighting together to be eaten alive like this.

"He said that he was going to take the state exam in September! Obviously, he would be able to take the examination in four months! He said that if he was admitted to the exam, he would settle his family and go to Yuhai City to kill demons, but ......" Chen Cheng cried loudly.

When the dragon turtle heard the cry, he glanced back and made an eerie voice: "Don't cry, it's your turn right away!

"Lao Tzu is fighting with you!" Zhou Juren immediately waved his pen to write "Jing Ke Assassination Qin Song".

Those lifters rushed over, but no matter how fast they were, they couldn't get as fast as the demon tortoise.

"Run away!" Mr. Wang shouted in the distance.

"Did you escape?" Chen Cheng wiped his tears, and like Li Yuncong, he wrote "Jing Ke's Assassination of Qin Song" one by one.

"I'm fighting too!" a cyan figure shouted, and began to talk on paper.

Looking at the speed of the demon turtle, Yuan Zhi finally understood that there was no way to escape now, this demon turtle was too powerful, and there was no other choice but to work hard.

Yuan Zhi leaned against the big tree, took out a scroll from his backpack, handed it to Chen Cheng on the side, and gave the silver dragon pen to the green shadow.

"Protect me. ”

The surrounding Xiucai suddenly froze for a moment, because when he was surrounded by more than a hundred dragon clans in the early morning, Fang had said these three words before "Capture the King".

"Good!"

All the talents were in high spirits, and everyone's eyes were shining with an unprecedented light of hope.

Everyone stood in front of Yuan's body for the first time, using their own flesh and blood to protect Fang Yun.

Chen Cheng inspired the power of the Silver Dragon Pen to protect the Marquis, and a small mountain shadow fell on Yuan Zhi's body.

Chen Cheng unfolded the war painting, which was the "Running Bull Picture", and the inscription was the famous Danqing Holy Hand Hu Moyuan, on which a full thirty armored cows were painted, and the horns of each armored cow were painted with stainless steel horns.

Chen Cheng immediately put his right hand on Hu Moyuan's private seal, injected his talent, and saw that the battle painting flew into the air, and one after another fell downward, and finally a full thirty horned armored ox phantoms blocked in front of Fang Yun.

As long as Chen Cheng gives an order, these armored cattle will rush forward, these armored cattle are void, but because they are composed of vitality, their strength is three times stronger than ordinary armored cows!

When Chen Cheng used the "Bull Running Diagram", Fang Yun took out the holy page given to him by Wei Jianshu, put it on the plate tray, dipped it in a little dragon blood ink, closed his eyes, and countless poems flashed in his mind.

There are too many poems, but there are not many war poems, and even if there are, it will either be difficult to kill the dragon turtle, or it will be difficult to write it due to lack of luck.

In the end, Motozhi thought of a poem to kill the enemy.

At this time, the people in front of Yuan Zhizhi were all looking ahead, while the people behind him were blocked by the broken trees, and the people closest to him could not see them.

Yuan Zhi opened his eyes and was about to write, when he saw that the giant egg suddenly broke out of its shell, and a trace of blood mixed with fetal water, fragrant blood and ink fused together. Fang Yun glanced at the giant egg, the giant egg dimmed, and jumped onto the backpack behind Yuan Zhi.

Yuan Zhi took a deep breath and wrote a poem.

"The forest is dark and the grass is frightened. ”

Layers of precious light immediately appeared on the paper.

At this moment, Yuan Zhi was affected by the fivefold sacrifice of the Wen Palace, and he got fifty percent of the treasure light, and there was a demon pen to attack the dragon turtle, and he got fifty percent of the treasure light, synthesizing a layer of treasure light, and the power of the war poem was doubled.

The dragon's blood ink increased by three percent of the treasure light, but the treasure light was still increasing, and soon it reached two layers of eighty percent, two more layers of red treasure light than under normal circumstances, and Yuan Xin knew that there was no other power except the blood of the stone egg.

Subsequently, this total of two layers of eighty percent of the treasure light suddenly doubled, becoming five layers into six treasure lights, and then another layer of treasure light was added.

The Holy Page has the power to multiply!

The sacred page is ineffective against other treasures, but it has a multiplier effect on the battle poems themselves, and it also has a double effect on the power of pen and ink!

The person who was originally protecting Yuan Zhi in front felt that the back was shining, and subconsciously looked back, and more than six layers of treasure light covered the holy page!

This means that no matter what poem Yuan Zhi writes, his power has now increased more than sixfold!

"How come there are so many treasures in just one sentence?" Chen Cheng was a teenager after all, and he couldn't help but snort softly, and even those who didn't look back looked back, and looked at Yuan Zhi stupidly and continued to write the second sentence.

"The general draws his bow at night. ”

The original Baoguang appears.

"Ping Ming is looking for white feathers. ”

The first treasure light appears.

After the third sentence was written, Yuanzhi's body trembled, fine sweat oozed from his forehead, a trace of blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth, and the pen in his hand couldn't fall.

Lack of talent.

"This poem should be written with five inches of talent, and my current talent is only more than three inches, which is too reluctant! However, I will never give up! They can sacrifice the Wengong with sacrifice, and I can also sacrifice my life for righteousness!"

Wen Gong was slightly shocked, and the heart of Wenqu suddenly flew out of five golden characters, which were the first five words of the text of "Song of Righteousness".

"Heaven and earth have righteousness!"

Five golden characters flew into the drop-shaped Wen Qi, and the Wen Qi suddenly burst out with brilliant brilliance, absorbing the power of all the Wen Gong stars at the same time, and finally projecting a beam of starlight onto the talent.

Immediately and temporarily increased the talent.

Motoyuki continued to write.

When Fang Yun was writing the fourth sentence, the dragon turtle suddenly stopped, looked back at Yuan Zhi, and his gaze fell on the holy page with nine layers of multi-treasure light, and there was a trace of panic and great greed in his eyes.

"It's a genius of the human race, that kind of power can threaten me! His talent is different, and he attracts me more than that Jinshi! After eating him, I will be able to get rid of the pseudo-dragon body and turn into a holy dragon tortoise! I can't let him finish it! Roar......"

Chen Cheng suddenly shouted: "Protect Yuanzhi!

The dragon turtle was no longer able to make a dragon roar, but this sound contained the power of its qi and blood, and it was aimed at Yuan Yi, which could have interrupted Fang Yun, but with the power of "Mountain Fu", Yuan Zhi was not affected in the slightest.

After the Yuan Zhi Turtle roared, it immediately rushed towards Fang Yun, it believed that it could stop Yuan Zhi, even if it couldn't stop it, it was a big deal to retract into the turtle shell, a Xiucai's battle poem was just a poem, it was impossible to break its turtle shell, even if its own qi and blood and turtle shell had been weakened by so many people.

Those armored cattle are not real cows, but they are condensed, and they are not afraid of the roar of the dragon turtle at all, and they hit them head-on.

"Get out of here!" the demon turtle ran wildly, but the power of the thirty Yuan Qi Armored Oxen was too strong, and it slowed it down.

The seven people behind Yuan Zhi recited the battle poem "Canglang Xing" together in a chapter.

The dragon turtle roared, and the pseudo-dragon ball was suspended above its head, and then a huge flood poured out of the pseudo-dragon ball, breaking up the herd of armored cattle and rushing towards Fang Yun.

Seeing that the flood was about to rush over, seven huge waves appeared before the flood and firmly held back the flood.

"Not in the stone ridge!"

After Yuan Zhi finished writing the last sentence, there was an extra layer of poetic soul treasure on the holy page.

Ten layers of light cover the sacred page.

Motoyuki raised his head and looked at the dragon turtle, his gaze like a sword.

The stars of the song move, and the righteousness is a long song.