Seeing such a beautiful scene, it was as if they had forgotten everything. Then, the sound of a bell and a chime, like the morning bell and evening drum, shattered the beautiful scene in front of everyone.
The few people who were immersed in the artistic conception of the poem suddenly opened their eyes, revealing angry expressions. They instinctively looked for the person who destroyed the beautiful scene in their hearts.
However, in their ears, in addition to the sound of the bell, there was also the cry of Ming Qi. However, the cry of Ming Qi seemed to be like the chirping of a cheerful bird. Not only did it not have any lethality, but it was also particularly pleasant to the ears.
The Holy Page burned, turning nothingness into reality!
A bell and a chime hung high in the air above Fang Yun.
In ancient times, whether it was a bell or a chime, they could only be used for ceremonies. They were the honor of the Emperor and the majesty of the Duke.
The word "Emperor" was engraved on the bell, and the word "Lord" was engraved on the chime.
The Emperor's bell and Lord's chime. The former's sound was heavy and melodious, while the latter's sound was crisp and long, sounding in turn.
The Emperor's might was like a bell, and the Lord's grace was like a chime. It turned into a grand and bright sound that spread in all directions.
The sound of Ming Qi was just an insignificant speck of dust under this vast power!
This was not a war poem, but the Holy Page's power of turning nothingness into reality and the power of literary courage gave this poem great power.
The Demon King's Ming Qi bewildering sound was very strong. Ordinary scholars could not even resist for five breaths, but under the chime of the bell and chime, it was like a breeze.
"Kill!" As Grand Secretary Guo spoke, he spat out a battle of words.
"Kill!" All the scholars spat out a battle of words and attacked the barbarians in front of them.
Even the extremely ferocious barbarian kings. After discovering that the powerful Ming Qi bewildering sound had lost its effect, there was a brief moment of panic. The defensive line that was originally chaotic to protect Ming Qi had a big problem.
"Brother Han. It's up to you! "Grand Secretary Guo said.
Everyone rushed close to the barbarians and was about to engage in close combat. The barbarian kings also reacted. Not only did they control the corpse barbarians to charge forward, they also launched an attack.
Han Wencong, the scholar of the Han Feizi clan, was the first to rush to the barbarians and hit their chest with his palm. Blood spurted out, instantly turning blue.
"Shelter. Where justice exists, my blood turns blue. With all my life, I exchange for the righteousness of Heaven and Earth! "
Under the urging of the power of the Jade Blood Heart. A codex appeared in front of Han Wencong, and a prison platform appeared behind him. On the platform stood an impenetrable prison.
Han Wencong was originally only 65 years old with only a few strands of white hair on his head. It wouldn't be a problem for him to live to 90 years old. However, after using the Jade Blood Heart Pill, his hair turned white and his skin shriveled. Teeth falling out, body curling up.
"Sacrificial Codex, Draw a Prison!"
It was the strongest trapping technique of the human race.
Han Wencong finished his words. It was as if he was using the last of his strength to point at his Legalist codex.
The finger was so weak and powerless that in Fang Yun's eyes, it was as if it had been slowed down countless times. The amount of time it took was enough for a dying child to grow into an old man.
Han Wencong's codex exploded. It transformed into a huge prison, covering all the demons and barbarians who had gathered in front of it.
The moment the demons and barbarians were trapped in the prison. Except for Mo Ming and Han Wencong, everyone broke through the line of defense.
An ordinary Draw a Prison could only trap these demons and barbarians for half a breath at most. However, a Draw a Prison formed by exhausting one's life and sacrificing the power of the codex was enough to trap these demons and barbarians for two breaths.
As a result, the battlefield canyon was divided into three sections.
At the very end, Mo Ming built a majestic city with his own strength to resist a large number of demons and barbarians. Whether it was the living Genman Of Baekje or the corpse Genman Of Baekje, they were all very powerful. However, the lifetime strength of a scholar was also very powerful.
In the middle, Han Wencong stood on a white cloud. His hair and skin slowly fell off, and even his clothes began to wind, turning into powder that scattered in all directions.
However, in front of Han Wencong, a huge prison stood. All the demons and barbarians were imprisoned in different cells. These demons and barbarians desperately attacked the walls of the cells.
After two breaths, Han Wencong turned into ashes, and the power of the Draw a Prison disappeared. Many Genman Of Baekje rushed out in exasperation and chased after him with all their strength.
Although these Genman Of Baekje were already prepared, they did not expect the humans to be so decisive. They immediately used up all their life and sacrificed all their strength. In front of the Draw a Prison formed by the Awe-Inspiring Righteousness, even the three demon kings of the ancestral god clan could not quickly break through.
Unlike the demons and barbarians, the humans could not directly obtain powerful strength from their bloodline. However, the humans could inherit the wisdom of their ancestors!
Unlike some demons and barbarians, the human race didn't kneel down and worship the illusory Gods. Instead, they worshiped their real ancestors and real sages. They inherited and carried forward their wisdom, and gained a peerless power that was not inferior to the bloodline of demons and barbarians!
Those scrolls of history, those names, those words, they were all the most sincere beliefs of the humankind.
Demon King Ming Le stared blankly at Fang Yun's back. Then, he instinctively shouted, but his throat suddenly became hoarse.
His strength was actually temporarily blocked by the sound of the Emperor Bell, and he was completely useless in the following battle!
"This … How is this possible? How can his courage be so strong!"
"His reputation is not for nothing. When he becomes a scholar, I will definitely kill him!" Dragon King Zhen Hai Ao Cang's eyes were burning with fighting spirit. He followed the other demons and barbarians and charged forward.
"Ao Cang, do it. As long as you kill him, I will ask my father to open a path for you in Wanren Mountain and find the Ancestral Dragon True Blood you need!" Ming Le shouted.
Dragon King Zhen Hai Ao Cang did not even turn his head. He said firmly, "I will personally take what I want!"
Ming Le said loudly, "The West Sea Dragon Sage and Fang Yun are irreconcilable. When Fang Yun becomes a saint, the first one he will kill will be the West Sea Dragon Sage! If you don't kill Fang Yun today, you will be a sinner of the Dragons! "
"If I want to kill someone, I will personally kill him!" Dragon King Zhen Hai Ao Cang continued to fly forward quickly. His tone was still firm, and his voice seemed to be even more majestic than the Emperor Bell.
"You …" Demon King Ming Le stared blankly at Dragon King Zhen Hai Ao Cang's huge white figure.
"I am a Dragon!" Dragon King Zhen Hai Ao Cang left his last sentence and continued to move forward. However, he did not attack anyone.
Ming Le quietly floated in the air. He saw the Demon King of the Ancestor God Clan, Tiger Sha, suddenly rush forward with a speed that far surpassed all the other Grand Scholars. At the same time, he shouted, "Fang Yun, don't run! One of the plans that Barbarian Soldier left behind before he died was to kill you in this Three Valley Chain Battle even if he didn't have the Divine Shadow Elixir! You should be proud to die here. "
Everyone in front remained unmoved.
A Fox Demon King laughed softly, "The Barbarian Saints have given the order. In the Three Valley Ancient Lands, only Fang Yun will be killed. The rest will not be blamed. If you want to help Fang Yun, kill him with all your might! Scholars, as long as you hand over Fang Yun, you will be safe. Otherwise, you will die here with Fang Yun. "
A Snake Demon King of the Ancestral God Tribe laughed sinisterly, "Fang Yun, are you going to sacrifice all the scholars here for your own life? Two Grand Secretaries have already died because of you. Are you going to watch the following thirteen Grand Secretaries, five Hanlin Academies, four Jinshi, and five Juren die with you? "
The Fox Demon King continued, "Scholars, Fang Yun is so selfish and doesn't care about your lives at all. Is he still worth saving? Ask yourselves, is he worth it? "
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