Demon King Ming Qi.
This was a type of bird demon that only knew how to cry. It did not know any demonic arts, nor did it have a strong Qi and blood. It did not fly high or fast, and even its fertility was extremely low. However, its cry could penetrate any defensive power other than Wen Dan.
Ming Qi's bewildering voice was invincible among those of the same level.
Scholars of the same level as Ming Qi definitely wouldn't be able to defend against the power of Ming Qi's bewildering voice.
Every hundred years, there would be one or two scholars who could break the myth of Ming Qi being invincible, but it was useless for the vast majority of scholars.
Legend has it that there were no more than three Great Demon King Cries in the Demon Realm, and there were no more than ten Great Demon King Cries. A Ming Qi of this level was extremely useful in the Wanwu Mountain. Even during the Great Battle of the Two Worlds Mountain, only one had appeared. Now, one had appeared in the Three Valleys Ancient Lands.
The Demon King Ming Qi was only a two-foot-long emerald bird. Although it followed the White Dragon King, it was more leisurely than the White Dragon King. It was using its hard beak to comb its feathers, as if the encirclement of the Scholar was just a small episode. It couldn't even make it temporarily give up on combing its feathers to seek a mate.
Demon Marquis Ming Qi often appeared in the Three Valleys Ancient Lands, but the appearance of Demon King Ming Qi made all the scholars smell the decisiveness and viciousness of the demon race.
In terms of rarity, the Demon King level Ming Qi was no less than a True Dragon!
Grand Secretary Guo used his Battle Poem to charge forward while telling Fang Yundao, "Demon King Ming Qi doesn't need to be mentioned. That White Dragon King is the Sea Subduing Dragon King, the descendant of the West Sea Dragon Sage. He has the bloodline of the Ancestral Dragon and is unrivaled in the Three Realms. He had been suppressing himself at the level of a Dragon King all this time. He wanted to find a better way to become a Great Dragon King. Thus, he established the foundation of the Ancient Dragon Emperor. His best method of ascension is the drop of Ancestral Dragon True Blood that you obtained, so much so that the West Sea Dragon Holy White Arowana transformed into a human and forcefully demanded it from you. He came today. It's for revenge, and also … to stop you from using the imperial poem! "
Fang Yun knew more about the demons and barbarians than Grand Secretary Guo, but he didn't know as much about the secrets of the human race and the dragon race as this big shot of the Saint Academy. After hearing Grand Secretary Guo's explanation, Fang Yun remembered that the real dragon did have the means to restrain and even seize the imperial poem dragon.
When the Great Sun Golden Dragon appeared, it was the True Dragon Ao Yuwei who took it away. A few days ago, the Yellow Dragon of Annihilation appeared. It was not a coincidence that the True Dragon Ao Huang had taken him away. This was because other than the Dragon Sage, only the True Dragon could guide the Dragon Soul.
Now, Fang Yun could not kill the Demon King even if he had the Sound of the Great Dao. This was because the Sound of the Great Dao was essentially the power of the Great Confucian Scholar. Although the Demon King was one rank lower than the Grand Confucian, there were still many ways to block it.
The Sea Suppression Dragon King looked at Fang Yun with a complicated look in his blue eyes. Then, he roared: "This king came here today only for the grudge of the Ancestral Dragon True Blood. Other than seizing your Dragon Soul, everything else has nothing to do with me. "
Fang Yun's expression was cold and his gaze was like ice. He said with a thunderous voice, "The West Ocean Dragon Sage failed to snatch the Ancestral Dragon True Blood. You schemed to destroy my Ning 'an, spoiled my Palace Examination, and severed my Divine Path. Today, you even sent you to take my life. As the saying goes. Bensei will avenge the West Ocean Dragon Sage a hundredfold! "
The Sea Suppression Dragon King was calm and the clouds around him did not move. He said proudly: "As long as the Imperial Poem is not out, this king will not do anything. Not to mention. A mere Grand Scholar is not worth my time. As for those big words, you can say them after you survive in front of Demon King Ming Le. "
"A mere Demon King Ming Qi. There is nothing to fear. " Fang Yun was even calmer than the Sea Suppression Dragon King, as if he did not take Demon King Ming Qi seriously at all.
Demon King Ming Qi suddenly stopped combing his feathers. He tilted his head and looked at Fang Yun seriously.
The scholars present all had their own thoughts. Everyone knew that Fang Yun was very courageous, but very few people knew that Fang Yun had already reached the peak of the second level. Because those who knew had been ordered to keep quiet by Eastern Sage, the demons had no way of knowing.
As for the third level, even the top Grand Confucian Scholars had a hard time reaching it. Many Half-saint could only reach the third level after becoming a Saint.
A peak of the second level could definitely block Demon King Ming Qi's power.
However, blocking was one thing, and counterattacking was another. Fang Yun killed Ming Qi with the Sage Scripture because Ming Qi's level was too low. Now, if Fang Yun wanted to hurt Demon King Ming Qi, it would be harder than defending Ning An City.
The Queen Bee said: "Ming Le, stop playing. Kill them all quickly. If this continues, they will break through our defense line."
The two sides spoke very quickly. At this time, the pursuers had not even reached Mo Ming's Mo Clan City.
Demon King Ming Le nodded and said in a melodious voice: "Since these humans are courting death, I will fulfill their wish. Killing a chicken with a butcher's knife. Just a mere human slave, yet I have to deal with it personally. How boring. "
With that, Demon King Ming Le's feathers trembled lightly. His expression became extremely focused, and layers of mist appeared in his eyes.
Grand Secretary Guo shouted: "Everyone, be careful. Protect with all your might and rush over as fast as you can. Kill Ming Qi first!"
"Hahaha, kill me? Wishful thinking! " Demon King Ming Le quickly retreated. At the same time, more than twenty Genman Of Baekje corpses protected Ming Qi. Even the Queen Bee moved closer to Demon King Ming Le.
The originally unbreakable defense line began to loosen, but because the Barbarians and Demons were constantly retreating, the humans could not attack Ming Qi for a while.
Everyone felt cold. How long could they last under Ming Qi's bewildering voice? One breath? Two breaths?
Fang Yun suddenly said: "Scholars, continue to break through. It's just an arrogant little bird. Any Grand Scholar of the human race can take care of it! With Bensei here, it can only shut up! "
"Hahaha … Junior of the human race, mere provocation is useless against me. I don't like to talk too much. Then, die! "Ming Qi took a deep breath and opened his mouth to release Ming Qi's bewildering voice.
While Ming Qi was laughing, a sacred page appeared on Fang Yun's chest. Fang Yun held a Hanlin Treasure Pen and dipped it in the ink of the Ink Tortoise Ink Lady. Then, he began to write with wonderful strokes.
Entering the ancient courtyard in the early morning, the sun shone high in the forest.
The winding path led to a secluded place, the study was filled with flowers and trees.
The mountain light was pleasing to the birds, the pond shadow was empty of the human heart.
Everything was silent, except for the sound of bells and chimes.
Fang Yun finished the poem in one breath. But the Grand Secretaries nearby had sharper eyes. When Fang Yun finished writing, they had already glanced over the whole poem. Even at this critical moment of breaking out of the encirclement, their instincts as scholars made them praise Fang Yun in their hearts.
The moment the High Scholars, Grand Scholars, and Hanlin Scholars who were not participating in the battle saw the entire poem, it was as if they had left the battlefield. On a bright and beautiful morning, they walked along a mountain path surrounded by trees and arrived at an ancient academy.
They continued to walk along the winding path. When they reached the depths, they felt at ease and at ease, experiencing the joy of exploration and tranquility. Not long after, their eyes widened and lit up. A study room appeared, surrounded by blooming flowers and lush vegetation.
Under the sunlight, the birds were very happy. The pond beside them was clear and transparent, cleansing one's soul.
(To be continued)
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