"Enough!"
Fang Yun bellowed, and the chains on the Sin Turtle retracted. He shook off the Ancient Elephant King's nose and kept the Ancient Cuttlefish King in the cage behind him before entering the Sin Hall. [
The door to the Sin Hall slowly closed, and the Ancient Cuttlefish King's cries could be heard.
"Save me, save me!"
The door to the Sin Hall was officially closed, and the projection of the Sin Hall in the sky whooshed into the codex.
The scene was silent. Who would have thought that the insufferably arrogant Ancient Cuttlefish King would be imprisoned so easily by Han Lin? Even though the Sin Hall and the Sin Turtle were strong, they couldn't unleash their true power without sufficient strength. At most, they could only imprison Demon Marquis or ordinary Demon Kings.
"Let him out!" The Ancient Tiger King was furious.
Fang Yun squinted his eyes and looked at the Ancient Tiger King carefully. He smiled lightly. There was no emotion in his smile, as if it was just a habit.
"Did you hear that!? This king wants you to let him out! Let him out! "The Ancient Tiger King was even more irritable.
The Ancient Elephant King and Ancient Ape King stepped forward with ferocious looks.
Mo Yao added fuel to the fire. "There is seawater everywhere, and the Ancient Cuttlefish King is our strongest force. If he is imprisoned, our chances of winning will be very small. "
"Let him out!" The Ancient Ape King, Ancient Elephant King, and Ancient Tiger King roared together.
Fatigue appeared on Fang Yun's face. He ignored the three demon kings and slowly retreated. His Water Monarch Throne leaned against the wall. He picked up a brush and wrote on the jade gate while saying, "Everyone, I will take a short rest. I am really tired."
Everyone looked at Fang Yun silently. These days, Fang Yun had been comprehending the Dragons' Tablet Inscriptions. Before he could finish, his legs and left arm were chopped off, and his body was corroded by the Ancestral Emperor's aura. He had just escaped the Sin Hall and had to exhaust his talent to capture the Sin Turtle with the codex. After that, he tried his best to imprison the Ancient Cuttlefish King again. He was already at his limit.
Everyone could feel Fang Yun's weakness. It was as if his entire body had been hollowed out.
Fang Yun didn't even have the strength to use the Literary Heart. He was actually holding a brush and writing a complete poem stroke by stroke.
After the poem was completed, the translucent Jade Door Pass enveloped Fang Yun.
Fang Yun put down the brush, but the brush was not steady. It rolled a little.
Fang Yun's hands were trembling. Seeing this, the Grand Secretary felt his heart twitching. He was not a teenager, but a general who protected his comrades on the battlefield. He never praised his own achievements. Yet, he silently contributed his strength.
"I'll take a nap." As Fang Yun spoke, he slowly fell asleep. His right hand lay limply on the Water Throne, swaying slightly with the flow of the water without the slightest strength.
In Fang Yun's closed eyes, everyone could see that the cracks in his eyes were getting bigger and more terrifying, as if they could burst open at any moment.
A hint of shame flashed across Wei Huang 'an's face as he said, "Thank you for your trouble, Fang Xusheng. We might not be able to stop them, but you will definitely be the last one to die! "
Meng Jingye sighed and said, "The Old Man is 83 years old. As a Grand Secretary, I'm ashamed that Hanlin is willing to sacrifice his life to help me!"
"Fang Xusheng, have a good rest. You've eliminated the biggest threat. Leave the rest to us!"
"Your Highness Long Jue, I'll fight it out with them!" Shark Lantern roared with grief and anger.
"Without the Ancient Squid King, our chances of winning are greater! We must hold on! "
The seventeen Grand Secretaries were united. Their fighting spirit was like a mountain, and their morale was like a rainbow.
Tang Jianqiu smiled and said, "Three Ancient Demon Kings, Fang Yun is about to die. He won't be able to stop you. You can use the ancient demon treasures! "
"Humans, you're courting death!" After the Ancient Elephant King finished speaking, he spat out a ball of silver brilliance from his mouth. Then, the brilliance expanded and covered his entire body like bright silk.
The silver brilliance slowly changed, and terrifying two-foot-thick armor appeared on the Ancient Elephant King's body. It slowly extended downwards from the elephant's head.
Before long, his entire body was covered in thick silver armor. Even his four gigantic feet wore silver metal boots. His elephant trunk and tusks were covered in metal protective outer layers of varying thickness.
The Ancient Elephant King was like an ancient war elephant that attacked cities. Once he charged, he was invincible. Even if he encountered a city wall, he would be able to crush it!
The Ancient Ape King beside him also underwent changes. A sanguine light moved between his shoulders and hands, quickly turning into blood-colored metal gauntlets that covered his arms. Slowly, sharp spikes appeared from his shoulders to his hands. It was a terrifying sight.
The Ancient Tiger King's teeth and claws seemed to have gold flowing on them. The gold quickly solidified, causing the Ancient Tiger King's teeth and jaws to double in size. Long golden claws popped out from the four tiger claws. The surface was overflowing with colors, as though it could cut through anything.
After using the ancient demon treasures, every ancient demon's body expanded.
"Since the ancient demon traitor Fang Yun is unconscious, we can use the ancient demon treasures without any qualms. Although we have been expelled from the ancient demon race and can only use half of our strength, killing you is still a piece of cake! "
The Ancient Ape King revealed his sharp teeth and said, "I've had enough of the suppression of the Sanguine Pillar. I've had enough of the ancient demon talents being taken away. If it were in the past, we would have the strength of the Ancestor God race in the demon world. But now, we are barely equivalent to a peak demon king of the sacred race. However, with our bodies and ancient demon treasures, we are equivalent to saints and demon kings. You trash can die! "
The three fully armed ancient demon kings charged over together.
In front of the scholars were layers upon layers of defensive formations. However, the claws of the Ancient Tiger King, the fists of the Ancient Ape King, the feet of the Ancient Elephant King, and the trunks of the Ancient Tiger King seemed to contain the power of great destruction. Each of their attacks could destroy at least two layers of defense!
Furthermore, every strike was completed in an instant, far faster than the battle poems.
"Don't let them continue attacking!"
After Meng Jingye finished speaking, the literary platform in the sky shook.
His literary platform wasn't like the Baibing Literary Platform, which had sabers and spears, or the Three Kingdoms Literary Platform which had three monarchs, or the Sword Pavilion Literary Platform which had sharpened words. On his literary platform, there were only images of the densely packed populace.
There were plainly dressed old men, gorgeously dressed young girls, strong men carrying farming tools, young men dressed in silk, and so on. Every populace in the world was above it. However, there were no monarchs or officials.
The populace was the most important, followed by the nation, and the monarch was the least important.
The Populace Literary Platform glowed as a plain Nation Sacrificial Altar formed in mid-air and slammed into the Ancient Elephant King.
The Ancient Elephant King wasn't afraid at all. Its huge trunk smashed into the Nation Sacrificial Altar, but the Nation Sacrificial Altar not only knocked the trunk away, but also slammed into the Ancient Elephant King's body.
The Ancient Elephant King retreated in disbelief. He looked down and saw that his armor was slightly dented. He then looked at Meng Jingye in surprise.
Meng Jingye's face was pale as blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
The Populace Literary Platform gathered the strength of the populace. It was one of the most commonly used and powerful literary platforms of the Meng family scholars. It had a balance of offense and defense.
"What a strange power." The Ancient Elephant King was about to counterattack when the Nation Sacrificial Altar suddenly transformed into a huge sword. It was mighty and majestic, exuding a heavy imperial aura. It was as if a monarch had descended to rule the world.
Meng Jingye opened his mouth, and his sharpened words merged into the Nation Sword as he slashed at the Ancient Elephant King.
The sword rose from the thunder.
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