Qiu Meng sighed and said, "My friends from the secondary saint clans, it would have been better if you had met Fang Xusheng earlier. If I had known that Fang Xusheng had such a high status, I wouldn't have made such a stupid choice. It's only one thousand four hundred kilograms of Dragon Grain Rice. "
Meng Jingye smiled and said, "You're not that unlucky. If you knew how many people in Saint Origin World were cheated by him … cough cough, if you knew how many short-sighted people were courting death, you would know that you're actually very lucky. As for the six of you, you have Fang Xusheng's personal edict. As long as you change your allegiance, you can move to Saint Origin World at any time. Farewell! "
The three secondary saint clans entered the dungeon one after another.
The remaining scholars of the Bloodlight Ancient Lands were stunned as they recalled Meng Jingye's words.
Especially Wei Huang 'an, who was stunned for a while before he smiled bitterly and said, "I've always been proud of being invited by the Notre-Dame. Who knew that you would have the chance to move to Saint Origin World with just a piece of paper and a word from Fang Xusheng."
Tan Hemu sighed and said, "Although our ancestors fled to the Bloodlight Ancient Lands and hated Saint Origin World for generations, I believe that most scholars would prefer to return to Saint Origin World if they had a choice, even if it's a hundred times harder to become a scholar. The six of you have received a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. You must seize it. With Fang Xusheng's help, your status will be extraordinary. "
The six of them held the edict in their hands and lowered their heads in contemplation.
Wei Huang 'an said, "Let's go. We'll enter the prison together."
They walked down the stairs one by one and disappeared at the entrance.
With a flash of light, Fang Yun felt a huge force tear him apart and appeared in mid-air. He then stood firmly on the ground with his powerful reaction.
In front of him was a dark red world.
Fang Yun looked around vigilantly. He knew that the blood mist in the dungeon would be thicker, but who knew that it would be so thick that he could only see two thousand feet!
Two thousand feet meant that even an ordinary Han Lin's Sword of Words could reach him in one breath. It also meant that a Demon King could directly use demonic arts to attack. It also meant that a Demon King could reach him in two breaths if he consumed the power of his Saint Form. If he were to run at full speed, he would be able to reach it within ten breaths.
"Two thousand feet is too unfair for the human race …"
Fang Yun continued to observe. Apart from the blood mist, there was nothing else. There was a row of cages on both sides. The cages were similar to human prisons, and they were all made of metal bars. The only difference was that the bars were engraved with Dragons' characters. It formed a powerful force that prevented the prisoners from escaping.
These cages were all independent of each other. Only a few cages could be seen within two thousand feet of each other. Each cage was fifty feet long and nearly fifty feet tall, and they were solidly cast on the ground.
Fang Yun stepped on the ground and took a closer look. He secretly cursed the Dragons for being extravagant.
The floor of this dungeon was actually made from Dragon Blood Rock. Dragon Blood Rock was made from various kinds of extremely sturdy top-grade stone materials. After crushing them, special divine metals were placed in them, and then real dragon blood was injected into them. Furthermore, he had to drip some of the Dragon Saint's blood in order to refine the Dragon Blood Rocks.
The gate tower of the Two World Mountain's main gate was made from Dragon Blood Rock, and it stretched for five thousand feet. It was found by the Sages after many years of digging through the ruins of Dragon City.
This dungeon was made from Dragon Blood Rock with a radius of tens or even hundreds of miles. If it was placed on the Two World Mountain, it could cover the main city walls. Unless the Sages attacked the city, the city walls would never be damaged.
Fang Yun immediately took out an inkstone turtle and dipped the Scholar's Righteous Brush in the ink of the Ink Lady. He wrote the war poem "Night Attack" and transformed himself into a general wearing armor and attacking the enemy camp at night. He rode a war poem military horse.
"Night Attack" was originally a High Scholar war poem, even if it reached the Second Realm. It was only equivalent to a Grand Scholar war poem, but it was a shortcoming for the current Fang Yun. It was completely incomparable to the war poem of the Grand Scholar, Dragon Horse.
Fang Yun rode the war poem military horse to the nearest cage.
The cage was square, and the bars were a foot apart. Through the gaps in the bars. Fang Yun saw a dried corpse inside.
Fang Yun took a closer look and recognized that it was an Ancient Shark King. It was so dried up that if it was not for the protection of this cage, it would have been blown away.
Fang Yun tried to reach his hand into the gap between the bars, but he touched an invisible film and could not enter.
Looking at the cage and the blood mist in front of him, Fang Yun outlined the general scene of the entire first floor. There should be hundreds or thousands of rows of cages here. Each row was more than two thousand feet apart, and the same row was about five hundred feet apart.
Then, Fang Yun's expression changed, and an inexplicable smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"After entering the dungeon, you will appear in different places. If someone is teleported into a cage, then they can only blame it on their bad luck."
Fang Yun was thinking when he suddenly heard a slight vibration from the side. He took a closer look, shook the reins, and turned to run.
"It's Fang Yun!"
"There can't be Dragon Devouring Vines here!"
"Xiong Tu said that even if he had the Dragon Talisman, he could only avoid the jailers here and could not command them. Fang Yun can forget about it!"
"Catch him!"
"Don't let him escape!"
"Avenge my brother!"
There were four Bear Demon, all of them subordinates of Xiong Tu of the Angry Axe Tribe.
The moment the four Monster Kings saw Fang Yun, they retreated in fear of the Dragon Devouring Vines, but they quickly reacted and chased with all their strength.
Fang Yun knew that things were bad. If he encountered one Bear Demon, not only would he not need to retreat, but he could also fight to test the gap between them. Maybe he could win. But if he encountered two Bear Demon, he could only avoid them. Now that there were four Bear Demon, running away was his only choice.
"Haha, this idiot, he doesn't have the Grand Scholar, Zhan Shi, and Dragon Horse. He is too slow!"
"We can catch up with him in thirty breaths at most!"
The four Monster Kings were running at an extremely fast speed, and the distance between the two sides was rapidly closing.
What Fang Yun was worried about finally happened.
Fang Yun took out the Holy Page and held the Grand Scholar's Righteous Pen, ready to use the power of the Holy Page to form a poem to stop the four Monster Kings. But a moment later, Fang Yun put away the Holy Page and quickly wrote with the Righteous Pen.
The desert sand is like snow,
The moon on Yan Mountain is like a hook.
What golden network brain,
Walk quickly in autumn.
In the process of writing, Fang Yun's vision was hazy. He seemed to see a scholar standing at the foot of Yan Mountain, looking at the silver hook like a crescent moon. The moonlight shone, making the desert like snow white. The scholar sighed, when could he ride a horse, use a saddle made of gold, and gallop on the autumn battlefield?
At this moment! Now!
The original treasure light appeared.
The first treasure light appeared.
The treasure light appeared.
Ink Lady, Ink Turtle Text, Treasure Pen, and other light layers overlapped, increasing the power of the whole poem by several times.
The legendary Hanlin Swift Poem!
Immediately, a war horse wearing a golden saddle appeared beside Fang Yun. The new black war horse was far taller and more robust than the war horse formed by Night Attack. Together with the golden saddle, it was majestic and mighty.
There was a crescent moon mark on the war horse's forehead.
Fang Yun clearly sensed that the true speed of this black war horse was far superior to that of ordinary Hanlin Battle Poem horses. It was only slightly inferior to the Grand Scholar's Dragon Horse. It could be called a fake Grand Scholar's Battle Poem.
"It's the power of the Moon Empress!"
Fang Yun was overjoyed. He didn't expect this poem to be able to use the power of the Moon Empress and the Divine Moon Phase Stone.
Fang Yun immediately jumped on the new war horse, and then found that there was a large desert behind the war horse!
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