Saint of the Confucian way

Fang Yun's attitude was understated, but Zhang Zilong shouted with the little talent left: "don't take it lightly! The Lord of plague is the strongest of the semi saints. His illusory power can turn emptiness into reality. You..."

Zhang Zilong continued to shout, but Fang Yun couldn't hear it.

A mysterious force came. Three hundred Jinshi saw that an egg shaped white light transparent shield suddenly rose where Fang Yun was, and a land three miles in diameter appeared inside the shield.

On the land, thousands of rivers are surging, and a mountain range is continuous. There are nine huge peaks lined up, towering into the clouds. Countless demon barbarians live on the mountain.

Kong Detian cried out: "that's the demon king mountain! It's the cultivation place of the demon king and the Barbarian King. The Lord of the plague turns emptiness into reality. Putting Fang Yun into it is tantamount to letting Fang Yun face countless demon kings in the demon world and will die without doubt!"

"What a demon king mountain? It's more terrible than the demon Marquis plain." Qiao juze was frightened.

"Yes, it is indeed the demon king mountain." Yan Yukong sighed lightly.

Sun Renbing sighed helplessly and said, "he is worthy of being the Holy Lord of semi saints. He not only has plague separation, but also condenses illusory separation and uses illusory land. The general trend is gone, the general trend is gone."

"Is it impossible for Fang Xusheng to break through this illusory land?"

"If Fang Xusheng still retains the king's star position, he may have the opportunity to unreal and separate himself, and deceive Fang Yun's King's star position with those 10000 demons. He is unable to return to heaven."

"But this is just a part of the Lord of plague. Can you really turn emptiness into reality?"

"After becoming a holy throne, all forces will change qualitatively. The demon saint and the barbarian Saint have unique talents. Even if they can't understand the power of the holy throne, they can directly control it by virtue of their strong blood! If our Terran half saint can't understand the power of the holy throne, it's only a little knowledge and can't completely defeat the demon half saint, but if they can understand it thoroughly, they must surpass the demon half saint. Don't look at the plague Lord It's separation, but he can directly control the power of the throne, and naturally he can turn emptiness into reality! "

"Ren Bing is right. The reason why Fang Xusheng can kill the plague separation is that the five wonderful medical books suppress the holy power of the plague separation. However, now he is located in the illusory land, and the medical books have no effect, and no books can see through the illusory power. He can only break through by relying on his powerful courage. Let alone Fang Xusheng is only the courage of the two realms. Even the courage of the three realms can't see through the illusory The land of! "

"Since the Lord of plague uses the unreal land, he must also be in it. Maybe Fang Xusheng has a way to find it. This is the biggest disadvantage of the unreal power. His lord can't stay outside the unreal, otherwise the unreal can't turn into reality."

"It's best to use the unreal power to dissolve the unreal power. If there is no unreal power, we can only use the power of the same level to fight hard, and then find out where the unreal body is and hurt it. In fact, once the unreal land comes out, Fang Xusheng may have been unable to tell where he is. Even... When writing war poems, he will make mistakes and be swallowed by war poems!"

"How could it be so serious?"

Sun Renbing's eyes were dim and said: "An ancestor of our military school once fought against a demon saint who also mastered the illusory power in the wasteland in ancient times, which was much stronger than the current plague master. After the other party used the illusory power, the great military scholar didn't know. He originally used the art of war to strengthen the army, but was reversed by the illusory power. He used the great Confucian war poem, which killed 50000 people's army, Among them are his descendants. After the illusory force was removed, the great Confucian was angry and vomited blood, trying to separate himself from the demon saint, but the other party left. The great Confucian soldier's courage was broken on the spot and finally went crazy. "

"I've heard this rumor before. I don't think it's true..."

The atmosphere in the apricot forest was extremely depressed. Three hundred Jinshi looked at the illusory place and completely lost their confidence. Even the great Confucianism could be easily controlled, and Fang Yun was even more impossible. The virtual saint was only in a high position, but his strength was insufficient.

Sun Renbing said, "we can't break this illusory place. After all, it is the power of the throne, but at the moment when the illusory place is put away, the illusory separation will inevitably appear. We still have a chance."

Kong De said to heaven, "I'll come first, stimulate my blood and heart with the rest of my life, and fight with the illusion."

"I'll come too. One can't hurt the illusory Lord."

"I'll come too. If we can gather enough people and take advantage of the illusory separation to consume our strength against Fu Fang's virtual saint, we have a chance to hurt him, and the rest may have a chance of survival."

Ma chaoming said, "come on, we old guys. You are young. There is still tomorrow. We are old. There is no hope of becoming a Hanlin. We might as well sacrifice our lives for justice!" as he said, Ma chaoming struggled to stand up.

It is difficult for those new Jinshi and young Jinshi to stand up, but hundreds of middle-aged Jinshi seem to be injected with strong strength and get up one after another.

Their back is more straight than the pen, and their body shape is greater than the mountain.

The light wind blew, and the petals and leaves flew over these middle-aged scholars standing and flew to the unreal land three miles in diameter.

Fang Yun stood still and looked around vigilantly, because after the Lord of the plague said those words, he suddenly stood at the foot of a strange mountain. There were a large number of demon barbarians living on the mountain. Those demon barbarians were very tall, like the demon king or the big demon king.

The voice of the plague Lord sounded again: "Fang Yun, died under the joint efforts of Ben Sheng and Bing man Sheng. In your Terran words, it is more important than Mount Tai! When you kill you, the ancestral God will reward me, and I will soon climb the great saint! At that time, I will lead the army and join hands with the nine great saints to attack Liangjie mountain again!"

"What? There are nine great saints returning to the demon world? Don't talk nonsense!" Fang Yun seems not to believe the Lord of the plague and wants to argue with him.

"Ha ha... Child slave, do you want to delay? Stupid! Do you see that those demon kings and barbarian kings have begun to run here and will kill you soon!"

Fang Yun looked in the direction of the mountain. Sure enough, there were many demons rushing over.

Fang Yun looked around nervously, began to retreat slowly, and reached out to touch and drink Jiangbei.

"Hahaha... Ben Sheng took the opportunity to take your drink Jiangbei. You're good for nothing now!"

"You..." Fang Yun was very angry, but he couldn't speak.

"You don't even have a brush. I see how you write war poems!"

Fang Yun clenched his fists and watched a large number of demon kings and manwang rush forward.

"I still have a sword!" Fang Yun said, gritting his teeth. He quickly chanted Zang Feng's poem "sword chant", and then his mouth lit up. He was about to release the real dragon ancient sword.

"Even if you add the power of Tibetan Feng poetry, you will never kill these demon kings!" the way of plague.

Those demon kings and barbarian kings are getting closer and closer. Where they tread, the earth cracks, dust flies, and strong blood rushes into the sky, forming a great momentum.

"I'll fight with you!" Fang Yun roared and suddenly spit out his words.

At the same time, the plague Lord finally couldn't help laughing again, because once Fang Yun released his words, he could confuse Fang Yun's perception and vision and let the words kill Fang Yun in turn.

Six ancient swords blurted out.

The voice of the plague Lord suddenly stopped.

The art of war, build plank roads openly and cross the Chencang secretly!

The real dragon ancient sword appeared silently 120 feet behind Fang Yun. The sword point stabbed in the air, but the red and golden blood flowed from the sword and slowly dropped.

Fang Yun slowly turned around, and two full moons appeared in his eyes. He looked at the world and the dark, like a saint patrolling the sky!

The whole unreal land was like pieces of glass exploding, and a two foot long little green snake was stabbed seven inches by the real dragon's ancient sword, and the lower half of its body had fallen to the ground.

The dark green snake head vomited snake Xinzi desperately. His eyes were red. He was crazy and screamed.

"How can you have the eye of the moon god! How can you have it!"

The three hundred Jinshi originally held the heart of death. Those middle-aged Jinshi who responded the fastest even started to fight with their blood and heart. They were all at a loss when they saw this scene.

How did Fang Yun cut off the Lord of plague?

"Thanks to your gift from the demon man, if you didn't give me a moon god stone in the demon ancestral clan and let me get the power of the moon god, I wouldn't have eyes to see through the unreal power. Thank the wolf man half saint for me!" Fang Yun smiled faintly on his face.

The combination of the massive Moon Flower of the Mid Autumn Festival cultural meeting, the moon god stone of the wolf man son and the moon god relics gives Fang Yun's eyes unprecedented power.

"You... I'll kill you! Your tongue and tongue can't kill me!" the little snake twisted wildly and wanted to rush to Fang Yun.

Even if this one is only an illusory separation, the holy body is not strong, and it is far more powerful than ordinary demon princes, second only to the demon king. It is absolutely capable of killing human Jinshi.

"You? No!"

After Fang Yun finished, he controlled the real dragon ancient sword and the ink sword to use the "twisting" technique at the same time. The two swords were like two small whirlwinds, strangling the illusory separation of the plague Lord into meat and mud.

Ordinary swords can't kill the holy body of separation naturally, but the real dragon pattern is on the real dragon ancient sword, and the ink sword is the embodiment of the two realms of calligraphy, which is the power formed by the text monuments in Lingyan Pavilion!

One is the ancient power of the dragon family, and the other is the power of the human civilization to completely defeat the holy body at the demon Marquis level.

Half of the snake on the ground shook gently and turned into a complete but shorter snake.

"You can't kill... Er..." the tongue of the plague Lord was twisted and suddenly speechless.

Because the illusory power is being stripped off by Fang Yun's moon god's eye!

The master of the most illusory power in the world is the moon god.

The body of the plague Lord is supported by the illusory power of the holy throne. Now the illusory power is deprived by the eye of the moon god. His body will not be the holy body, but will fall into the body of an ordinary demon marquis.

"Farewell," Fang Yun said, controlling the whereabouts of Zhenlong ancient sword and hanging it.

"I won't bypass you! I swear! I swear! I..."

The little snake turns into meat.

The inkstone turtle on the support plate in front of Fang Yun suddenly flashed his eyes and rushed out. He opened his mouth and didn't know what he had inhaled. He shook his head happily and shook his tail back to Fang Yun's feet. As soon as he turned over, he fell asleep with his belly facing the sky.

Fang Yun bent down to pick up the inkstone turtle, but his body shook and almost fell.

The eye of the moon god drained all his talents.

Fang Yun turned around and saw a group of dull Jinshi.