"I still have three million such an army!"

Li Er spoke, and suddenly the scene seemed silent.

Although, this sentence sounds like a terrible look, but it has a feeling of nouveau riche!

Li Er looked at the countless people below proudly.

The original smug expression gradually stiffened.

That's not right!

This shouldn't be!

I've thought about this scene in my heart many times, you should be shocked!

You should rejoice!

Crazy cheers for the power of Datang!

Why, all of you have such expressions?!

Li Er was puzzled, and Li Er was puzzled.

"Ahem, Your Majesty's time is almost up. ”

Fang Xuanling on the side coughed lightly twice and reminded Li Erdao.

Although I have long known that Your Majesty is a bit of a showman and loves to pretend, but you are too shallow to pretend, who doesn't know what you want to do!

"Oh, let's start then. ”

Li Er replied with some lack of interest.

Life would be meaningless if it wasn't about showmanship.

"Yes. Fang Xuanling spoke, and then took two steps forward.

"Dapeng rises with the wind one day and soars up to 90,000 miles!"

The poem appeared in the void as if it had turned into substance, and the next moment an inexplicable force between heaven and earth was aroused, and suddenly, the three thousand iron armor on the school field seemed to turn into an illusory Peng bird.

The bird spread its wings and disappeared on the school field in an instant.

At this moment, everyone present was stunned.

I have long heard that Confucianism has unpredictable powers, but where have I seen this kind of scene, in most people's impressions, the word scholar has always been associated with weakness.

But today, Fang Xuanling's power has simply overturned the image of the reader in the hearts of the people.

A single poem can directly teleport thousands of people to tens of millions of miles away, and this kind of means is probably not bad even compared to the immortals!

Burning eyes, admiration, admiration looked at the one standing on the high platform.

This is the real reader!

"Go back to the palace!"

Li Er was suddenly upset, and glared at Fang Xuanling a little speechlessly.

Although today's oath meeting was successfully completed, why was I so unhappy in my heart, and then Li Er continued to stare at Fang Xuanling.

I've forced you to pretend, what do you want me to do?

(￢_￢)

Look at you pretending?!

Don't play, don't play, it's boring!

The original crowd of onlookers on the school field gradually disappeared after the emperor and soldiers left.

At this moment, a young man in Fa Ang looked at the place where Li Er and the others disappeared on the stage with a solemn face.

Fine cold sweat had already covered his forehead.

He is the Dragon King of Jinghe.

Originally, I originally chose to come here today, firstly, to embarrass Li Er and let him know that the dragon clan is not something that can be insulted casually, and secondly, to seek justice for my dead son and let Li Er hand over the murderer to his own disposal.

These two things can be put together, in the eyes of the Dragon King of Jinghe, the reason why the human race can gain a foothold in the mortal world is only because of two aspects, one is because of the protection of the dragon race, and the other is the huge human luck in the human capital.

The protection of the dragon gave the human race a chance to grow rapidly in the early days.

And when the capital is established, the powerful human race luck can stop countless immortals and demons, even if they are not afraid, when they reach Chang'an, their strength will be suppressed.

But dragons are different.

As the totem of the human race, it is actually immune to the luck of the human race.

Fish can't drown in water!

The other dragons will definitely not make a move on themselves.

Yes, this time I am here with confidence, not only can I make Li Er bow my head, but also find out the murderer of my son, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone!

Originally-

Originally, everything came according to their own ideas.

Chang'an City's luck did not cause any harm to himself, but he had just entered Chang'an City.

It's as if I'm being targeted by a momentum.

As if the slightest change in oneself would make the person who was staring at him disappear in an instant.

That momentum might even be—

Thinking of this, the eyes of the Jinghe Dragon King were filled with endless fear.

Golden Immortals!

Since there is a big guy staring, let's watch.

The appearance of the three thousand iron armors made the original casual attitude of the Jinghe Dragon King become solemn, and the military aura that was like a substance was not worse than those heroic souls on the battlefield of Changpinggu.

These 3,000 people, even if they were besieged, would be enough to consume the cultivators of the Void Merge Dao realm.

If there is a powerful battle array, it can even - kill immortals!

When Li Er said that he still had six million in such an army, the Jinghe Dragon King was stunned.

Has the Terrans grown to such a point without realizing it?

Six million troops, not to mention his own little Jinghe Dragon King.

Even if the Dragon King of the Four Seas comes, he has to kneel!

For the first time, the Dragon King of Jinghe was glad that he didn't rush out directly like a stupid bird.

If you rush out, even if the strong man who is suspected of being a golden immortal in the dark doesn't make a move, he will have to be blown into slag!

This kind of thinking, after Fang Xuanling made a move, it climbed to the top.

Great Confucian!

is comparable to the kind of great Confucianism of Confucius's two disciples, and the other party alone is not at all sure that he will win.

Thankfully, fortunately.

Just glanced at the direction in which Li Er left, the Jinghe Dragon King gritted his teeth and turned his head to leave.

The Human Dynasty is no longer something you can afford to provoke, so let's go to that fisherman to vent your anger!

That fisherman refers to the fisherman who naturally fishes his own Jinghe aquarium.

As for the fisherman who said that the Yaksha could salvage the aquarium of the Jing River, the Dragon King of the Jing River himself did not believe it.

This kind of thing is only believed by those stupid fish with bad brains.

But now the main thing is not a question of belief or not.

Instead, he has accumulated a fire in his belly and needs to find a place to vent, and that fisherman is naturally a very suitable object!

Until the Dragon King of Jinghe left.

A few eyes slowly withdrew as if nothing had happened.

Just when the big drama in Chang'an began, in a small town in the barren mountains.

Ji Dian pulled a scantily clad girl and began to run frantically, followed by a slightly fat monk.

"Senior brother, how can this black rakshasa be so strong?!" said the slightly fat monk as he ran, his head covered with cold sweat, and after a while, the three of them fled to a room.

Immediately, as if he had finished rehearsing countless times, Ji Dian began to write Buddhist scriptures on the door of his room.

This sutra can not only resist the detection of the black rakshasa but also has some defensive capabilities.

"Huh, this place is isolated from the world, the outside is the world is peaceful, here is indeed like the last dynasty, people's hearts and ghosts are endless, this black rakshasa is to absorb people's evil thoughts to enhance cultivation, even if it is sealed by the Buddha, cultivation is also improving. ”

Ji Dian leaned against the door and said a little breathlessly.

"That's... So what are we going to do?"

The slightly chubby monk hurriedly asked.

"Fuhu, what are you panicking about, I've already called my friend to come, and when the time comes, the three of us will hammer him to death together!"

"Σ(⊙▽⊙ "a, senior brother, do you have any friends besides the seventeen of us?"

Descending the Dragon...... (￢_￢)

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