On the Dragon Ascension Platform, the islands were as numerous as clouds.
Fang Yun and Kong Detian flew side by side. In less than half an hour, dragon demons and barbarians arrived one after another.
Other than Marquis Gu E, there were also Marquis Gu Lang and Marquis Gu Xiong.
Marquis Gu Xiong and Marquis Gu E came alone, while Marquis Gu Lang led a total of seven Ancient Wolves. These eight wolves were not as fast as Marquis Gu E, but when moving from one floating continent to another, they would work together and cross some obstacles or distances that Marquis Gu E could not cross alone.
This Marquis Gu Lang also had three dragon patterns on his forehead. His strength was comparable to Marquis Gu E and Marquis Gu Xiong.
Other than the original Holy Son of the Eagle Tribe, there were also Holy Sons of the Ape Tribe, Rat Tribe, and the huge Elephant Tribe.
Fang Yun did not know much about the demon race. He only recognized the famous Elephant Tribe Holy Son, Xiang Po. However, Kong Detian was a Notre-Dame and knew all the slightly famous Holy Sons of the demon race like the back of his hand.
"That Ying Huo is not famous, but his status is the highest among the four Holy Sons. He often goes in and out of the Wanwu Mountain. That is the strongest training ground of the demon race. It is far more dangerous than the Two World Mountain and other ordinary ancient lands. The internal strife of the demon race is far more intense than that of the human race. Every year, there will be a Top Ten Blood Battle for ranking. "
"What was Ying Huo's ranking last year?"
"Ying Huo did not even bother to participate in the Blood Battle. Not long ago, he used three moves to cripple Lang Jue, who was ranked eighth among the Top Ten Demon Commanders this year. He believed that he was on par with the Top Demon Commander, Jiao Qu."
Fang Yun nodded. No wonder Ying Huo was so careful. He was a famous Demon Commander expert.
"That Ape Gang's strength is not obvious. He was only ranked 27th in the Blood Battle. However, he is the smartest. It is said that he has memorized all the books of the human race. If he took the Imperial Examinations, he would at least become a Grand Scholar! "
Fang Yun looked at Ape Gang. He was a gorilla-like ape with a tall body. His hair was thick and the characteristics of a human. His eyes were full of spirit. There was no bloodthirsty light in his eyes..
"As for that Shu Yue, he's the most cunning. I've fought with him in the Two World Mountain. You should have heard of my strength, but I can't do anything to it. The Rat Clan is like that. Their ability to kill enemies may be average, but their ability to survive can't even be compared to the Gecko Clan. "
"There's no need to talk about Xiang Po. Heaven warping genius, dual Ancestral Spirits, able to use the elephant trunk, elephant tusk, elephant roar, and elephant leg to launch four attacks at the same time. For three consecutive years, he had occupied the top position in the Blood Battle of Fiend Commanders. This year, it was said that he was bored and did not participate in the Blood Battle of Fiend Commanders. Most of the elephants are relatively gentle, but this Xiang Po has an ancestor soul that inherited the power of the ancient mammoth. Normally, he is not much different from the other elephants, but once he starts fighting, he will definitely go crazy. "
Fang Yun nodded. Even he knew about Xiang Po's deeds. Last year, in the Mitani Lien Chan competition, not only did Xiang Po defeat three human Jinshi in a row, he even tied with a human genius, Han Lin. This shocked the entire human race.
The four Barbarian Saints were close to each other. As they flew on their Dragon Aura clouds, they whispered to each other.
Marquis Gu Xie and Marquis Gu Xiong were getting closer and closer, showing signs of joining forces. Meanwhile, Marquis Gu Lang led his wolf pack in pursuit.
The fiends did not know about the True Dragon's remains, but these three Ancient Demon Marquis suspected that the True Dragon's remains had something to do with Fang Yun.
Fang Yun and Kong Detian could not escape, and the Barbarian Saints and Dragon Demons could not catch up. The three sides entered a temporary stalemate.
They circled around a floating continent. In front of them was an ordinary floating continent. A white-robed Jinshi was sitting on a Dragon Aura cloud. He slowly took out one War Portrait after another from the Lakeshore Shell and used it.
In front of him, the four Dragon Demon Commanders were surrounded by thousands of Demon Generals and Demon Commanders. These Demon Generals and Demon Commanders were translucent and were summoned by the War Portraits. They were slightly weaker than the real Demon Generals and Demon Commanders, but their numbers made up for the difference. The four Dragon Demon Commanders were already at the end of their rope.
When Fang Yun and Kong Detian flew to the floating continent where Yun Nongzhang was, the four Dragon Demon Commanders were finally killed by a large number of War Portraits and Demon Barbarians.
These four Dragon Demon Commanders had Dragon Tattoos on their foreheads. When they died, the Dragon Tattoos on their foreheads would leave their bodies and turn into golden light that entered Yun Nongzhang's forehead.
The rules of the Dragon Tower were set by the ancient Dragons. The Dragons treated the Dragon Demons as food for their young dragons. Every time a young dragon killed a Dragon Demon with Dragon Tattoos, it could obtain the Dragon Aura from the Dragon Demon.
Yun Nongzhang turned around and looked at Fang Yun and Kong Detian. He then looked at the four Demon Barbarian Saint Children and the three Ancient Demon Marquises. He sighed and muttered to himself, "My poor War Portraits, I have to spend money again."
As he finished, Yun Nongzhang controlled the Dragon Qi cloud and flew towards Fang Yun and Kong Detian. When they were a hundred feet apart, he suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at Fang Yun in shock.
"Monster! What a monster! "Yun Nongzhang said as he shook his head.
When the three got closer, Yun Nongzhang smiled and said, "Brother Detian, should we kill or run?"
"Run first, if we can't shake them off, then we will fight!" Kong Detian said, "You probably saw it too, Fang Yun has already become a Scholar before the Saint, and he is in the process of Sword Conception!"
Yun Nongzhang's eyes lit up and he said, "After the Sword Conception, can Brother Fang let me see your Sword Conception Poem?"
Fang Yun smiled and nodded. The Sword Conception Poem was only effective once, even if it was spread out, it wouldn't matter. Many Scholars would often compare their Sword Conception Poems, and many scholars would also study how to write a more powerful Sword Conception Poem.
"Alright!" Yun Nongzhang took out a scroll of ancient war painting from the Hanhu Shell and handed it over to Fang Yundao, "This is a High Scholar war painting, but it is a third level war painting. It doesn't consume much talent, but it is extremely effective, and it is most suitable for you now."
Fang Yun was stunned. A third level painting artist was enough to become a famous person in history, and there were only three grandmasters of the third level of High Scholar in history. The value of these three people's paintings were even higher than normal third level painting grandmasters.
Fang Yun didn't take it immediately. He first cupped his hands and thanked him sincerely, then took the old war painting with both of his hands.
Kong Detian first turned his head to look at the barbarians and dragon demons behind him. After confirming that there was no danger, he then looked at the war painting in Fang Yun's hands curiously.
The war painting was slightly yellow, and there was nothing special about it.
Fang Yun slowly opened the scroll. At first, there was no change, but the moment the scroll was fully opened, there was a huge change.
This Hundred Crow Painting was originally drawn on a flat surface, but after the scroll was opened, the mountain peak and demon crows inside actually became three-dimensional objects standing on the scroll!
On the paper, there was a shrunken lone mountain peak and a group of shrunken demon crows.
Fang Yun stretched out his hand to touch the lone mountain peak. That's right, it felt exactly like a mountain rock, and not like ink.
A total of one hundred demon crows were scattered around the lone mountain peak like living creatures. They were either patrolling, laying eggs, seeking mates, or fighting. In Fang Yun's eyes, they weren't a painting at all, but a miniature world.
"The third level of painting, vivid on paper, it really lives up to its reputation!" Fang Yun thought to himself.
Kong Detian had seen more paintings of the third level than Fang Yun. He glanced at the signature, then focused his attention on the one hundred demonic crows. "So it's the work of Master Moxu. Although he gave up on the Grand Scholar examination because he failed many times in his early years, and never participated in the Grand Scholar examination again, he made rapid progress in the art path because of this. In this Hundred Crow Painting, there is a Crow Demon Marquis, twelve Crow Demon Commanders, and the rest are Crow Demon Generals. It's enough to resist the Dragon Demon Marquis for a long time, but it doesn't consume much talent when it's used. It's really a life-saving treasure! "
Fang Yun closed the scroll, put down the board in front of his chest, and quickly wrote, "Thank you for your gift, Brother Nongzhang. This thing can even be used by a Juren, and its value is even higher than ordinary Han Lin literature treasures! I can't accept it. "
Yun Nongzhang smiled and said, "If I don't keep the painting, I'll get the painting. If I keep the painting, I won't keep it. This is what my teacher taught me, so although I have countless war paintings, I'll only use them at the right time. What's more, my teacher has long prophesied that if I don't give you this painting, I won't be able to get the war painting in the future. "
Fang Yun and Kong Detian smiled. The original meaning of "If I don't keep the painting, I'll get the painting" was to not be greedy for the painting to get the new painting. However, Yun Nongzhang changed the meaning of "Fang Yun" to "Fang Yun", meaning that if he couldn't keep the painting, he would have to give it to Fang Yun.
Fang Yun shook his head and handed the painting over to Yun Nongzhang. If the two of them had a deep friendship, he would have accepted it safely. However, the two of them had only met twice and the value of this painting was too high. If it was any other scholar, they would not have accepted it.
Yun Nongzhang didn't reach out to take it, and said seriously, "Brother Fang, you've misunderstood. I'm not giving this painting to you, but to the future Fang Yun who can protect the safety of the human race! If this painting can protect you for a moment, Master Mo's efforts will not be in vain! If you are in danger in the future, this painting can save your life. If I don't give it to you, I will feel guilty for the rest of my life. "
Fang Yun still wanted to refuse, but Kong Detian said coldly, "Your safety is no longer your own business. If you die, how will your family face it? What will happen to your Jingguo? What will happen to the expectations of the human race? "
Fang Yun was stunned, and he couldn't refute Kong Detian's words. Kong Detian was right. Even if he had always regarded himself as an equal scholar and wouldn't be arrogant because of his high status, he was different after all.
Fang Yun remembered what Li Wenying said when he went to Kong City with him.
"You have the power to change Jingguo!"
Fang Yun looked at Kong Detian and Yun Nongzhang's sincere eyes, nodded heavily, and put the Hundred Raven Painting into the river shell.
Yun Nongzhang and Kong Detian smiled happily.
Although Fang Yun had never been to Notre-Dame, he suddenly yearned for that place very much.
Perhaps that place would be as bloody as Jing Country, but it would also be sunny and beautiful.
"If there is a ray of light between heaven and earth, I can continue to move forward!"
Fang Yun silently remembered the oath at this time in his heart.
Fang Yun picked up the brush, took a deep breath, and wrote on the paper seriously.
The light of Notre-Dame.
When he wrote the word "Holy", everything was normal, but when he wrote the word "Court", the half-peak brush in Fang Yun's hand made a soft sound, and the light of the ink was also changing.
When he wrote the word "Court", there was a faint brilliance on the word.
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