As far as the eye could see, there were endless ice mountains.
Fang Yun turned around and rode the War Poem Dragon Horse to a stop on top of an ice mountain.
Yun Zhaochen turned around and stood beside Fang Yun. Seeing Yun Zhaochen like this, the other four scholars stood beside Fang Yun helplessly.
"Old Man, let's see how you can scare away the Bear Demon from the two tribes!" Lian Pingchao didn't stand with Fang Yun and the others. He continued to run forward, but he slowed down and kept looking back.
Ye Fangge said, "Forget it. This ice mountain area is formed by the Giant Bear's Saint Image. It's a power formed by tracing the Giant Bear's bloodline. It's hard for us to break through it. They'll catch up sooner or later. Why don't we fight to the death?"
"Since we entered the Dragon City Ruins, we knew this would happen." Liu Shan 'a said with a smile, but there was a dangerous aura in his eyes.
Fang Yun took out a porcelain bottle from the River Oyster Shell and opened it. A surging aura gushed out from the porcelain bottle. The aura was so fierce that it spread out like hot oil, drowning everyone and soaking them.
Many people trembled instinctively. All the Monster Kings stopped.
All the Monster Kings felt that if they ran faster, they would offend the thing in the bottle.
"Monster Saint Blood? And it's the blood of the Half-saint of the Bear Tribe? "The Giant Bear jumped on top of an ice mountain and looked down at Fang Yun and the others.
The other Bear Demon also became cautious.
Lian Pingchao stopped and looked at the bottle in Fang Yun's hand in shock.
Fang Yundao asked, "Who can write a Fourth Level Battle Poem?"
Everyone was stunned and then shook their heads helplessly.
"In the Bloodlight Ancient Land, only Wei Huang 'an can summon the Saint Soul of the Gale Song to the fourth level. Other than him, no one else can write a Fourth Level Battle Poem. However, people in the Saint Origin Continent have a long lifespan. A few scholars can write low level battle poems to the fourth level. "
"The Saint Blood can directly raise a poem to the next level. After using a Fourth Level Battle Poem, although it won't reach the Fifth Level, it can form a power close to the Fifth Level. There is no official name for it. Most people call it the Pseudo Fifth Realm. "
Fang Yun did not expect the number one scholar of the Bloodlight Ancient Land, Wei Huang 'an, to be able to cultivate the Gale Song to the fourth level. Every time a battle poem improved by a level, it was equivalent to increasing a level of literary position. The Song of Gale was a battle poem for the High Scholar. Level Four was equivalent to a Grand Scholar's War Poem, but it had powerful characteristics and was much stronger than ordinary Grand Scholar's War Poems.
The Song of Gale was an imperial poem. When one reached the fourth level, the Holy Soul, the power summoned was not the will of a Half-saint. Instead, it was the will of Liu Bang, the founding emperor of the Han Dynasty. It could directly borrow power from the Great Han Empire across time and space.
"There are Third Realms, right?" Fang Yun asked.
"Yes! Fang Ge had once composed a Jinshi battle poem during his Jinshi period. Although it was not handed down, it used the image of Axe Mountain and the idea of Pangu splitting the heaven and earth in the myth to form the Falling Axe Song. It was extremely powerful. Although it was not handed down, it was better than all the Jinshi examinations handed down by him. Thus, he had been repeatedly practicing this battle poem and had already reached the third level. Its power is equivalent to a Grand Scholar's War Poem, "Yun Zhaochen said.
"Mr. Fang Ge, I'll give you this bottle of Holy Blood and a Holy Page. As long as they dare to charge forward, use the Falling Axe Song on Xiong Pi, the chief of the Fierce Tooth Tribe. The fourth level Falling Axe Song has already surpassed ordinary Grand Scholar's War Poems. It can at least bring Xiong Pi to the brink of death or even kill him! "Fang Yundao said.
Ye Fang Ge took Fang Yun's Holy Blood and Holy Page without hesitation and said, "Alright! Let's look at the Old Man's! To be able to create a fourth level battle poem with Holy Blood, the Old Man can die without regrets! Thank you, Yun Fang! "
The rest of the Grand Scholars stared at the porcelain bottle in Ye Fang Ge's hand excitedly. Writing a battle poem with Holy Page and Holy Blood at the same time was something that many scholars dreamed of. If they could do it before they died, they would die without regrets.
Holy Blood. That was something that even the people of the Half-saint family couldn't use casually. It was a top-grade gift in the list of gifts of the Holy Families. Otherwise, they wouldn't have given it to Fang Yun.
Those Grand Scholars were excited, but there was something more in their eyes when they looked at Fang Yun. This wasn't the first time they showed this kind of thoughtful expression.
"Roar …"
Demon King Xiong Pi roared. He wrinkled his nose and exposed his teeth, saying, "A mere drop of Holy Blood is not enough to make us retreat! There are only seven of you now, no, only six Grand Scholars. With the Holy Page and a drop of Holy Blood, you are at most equivalent to ten Grand Scholars. You are far from us! "
Xiong Sha approached Xiong Pi and shouted, "Yes! Far from us! In front of us thirty-one Demon Kings, you are still far from us! We have already broken through your defense and killed all of you! "
"Oh. Mister Hemu, if your second realm Song of Kunlun enters the third realm, can it resist thirty-one Demon Kings for a while? "
Tan Hemu was stunned and laughed, "My second realm Song of Kunlun is already equivalent to a defensive battle poem. If I can get the help of Holy Blood and enter the third realm, I'm afraid I can defend against a single attack from Half-saint's clone. Blocking these Demon Kings would be a piece of cake!"
"I don't believe you have a second drop of Holy Blood!" Xiong Pi's eyes emitted a terrifying red light. Under the contrast of his white fur, it looked even more eerie.
"You have to believe what I say!" Fang Yun said as he took out a second porcelain bottle and opened it.
A wave of Demon Saint aura spread out for dozens of miles.
"Blood of Giant Whale Half-saint!" Xiong Pi gritted his teeth and said.
Xiong Sha asked in a low voice, "Could this be fake?"
"If even Holy Blood could be faked, the human race would have long unified the myriad of worlds!" Xiong Kong said.
Xiong Sha was so angry that he ground his teeth and said, "Where did this brat come from? First, he took out so many Holy Pages to scare me away. Now, he took out two drops of Holy Blood to scare you.
"He should be from the six great secondary saint clans," Xiong Pi said in a low voice.
Fang Yun said as he handed the second porcelain bottle to Tan Hemu.
"Are two drops of Holy Blood enough?" Fang Yun asked.
"Not enough!" After Xiong Pi finished speaking, the demonic aura around him became like ice, covering himself with a thick layer of ice armor outside his blood and Qi armor.
"Okay, then I won't take them out one by one." Fang Yun said as he took out three porcelain bottles and opened them one by one.
Three different Demon Saint auras burst out at the same time.
All the scholars and Demon Kings couldn't help but shiver and feel an inexplicable panic in their hearts.
At this moment, the place was filled with the auras of five Holy Blood.
Lian Pingchao, who was about to escape, hurried back and said loudly, "Nephew Yun Fang, Old Man's Guqin Dao has reached the third level. As long as the Holy Blood drips into Old Man's Dragon Bone Incense, Old Man's Wind and Thunder Attraction will increase by one level. It's equivalent to the fourth level of Guqin Dao. It's enough to wipe out all the demons!"
Liu Shan smiled and said, "It's done! It's done! "
The others were also beaming with joy. With five drops of Holy Blood, they could definitely deal a heavy blow to the 31 Demon Kings. With the seven of them working together, they could take away at least 20 Demon Kings' lives before they died.
Most importantly, both sides knew that Fang Yun probably had even more treasures in his hands!
Xiong Pi stared blankly at the three porcelain bottles in Fang Yun's hands and said to Xiong Sha, "Now I understand how you felt when you saw the stack of Holy Pages. I feel deeply ashamed and endless anger at the same time! I really want to curse! "
"As the chief of the top ten tribes, how can I not feel ashamed when I don't have as many treasures as a little Han Lin!" Xiong Sha was very angry.
Xiong Pi stared at Fang Yun and didn't speak for a long time.
Xiong Sha whispered, "Why don't … we retreat first?"
(To be continued.)
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