The five Grand Scholars were the five members of the Lei family who left earlier.
"Help! Fang Xusheng, we were wrong! I apologize to you! There are ten Demon Marquises behind us, please save us! As long as you help us, once we return to the Lei family, I will do my best to resolve the grudge between our families! Don't you agree? "Lei Li turned to the Lei family members beside him.
"Saving our lives is like giving birth to a new life, we will do our best to mediate!"
"The Lei family was wrong before!"
The five members of the Lei Family successively admitted their mistakes and asked for help.
The Grand Scholars hesitated. The five of them were the backbone of the human race, after all. They shared the human race's honor and disgrace. Now that they apologized sincerely, it was reasonable to save them.
Many Grand Scholars sneaked glances at Fang Yun as they ran, and found that Fang Yun did not seem to be moved.
Ji Shou-woo suddenly said in a low voice, "The five of them have been bewitched, they are not the original five Grand Scholars of the Lei family. We will pretend to help them, and when they get close, we will kill them! "
When everyone heard Ji Shou-woo's words, they immediately raised their guard.
Ji Shou-woo used his Talent Qi to control his voice so that only the three hundred people around him could hear. The heavy rain prevented the sound from spreading, so they could not hear his voice more than ten zhang away.
However, the five Lei family Grand Scholars suddenly froze. Lei Li, who was the leader, showed a sinister smile and said, "Little Human Slave, you are smart, you actually saw through Bensei's secret technique."
Lei Li's voice was filled with the strange sound of metal, like the sound of swords and spears clashing. It faintly emitted an indescribable chill. Just the sound alone made the Grand Scholars feel an unquenchable fear. Some of the less courageous Grand Scholars even felt their knees go weak and almost fell down.
Fang Yun and a few other Grand Scholars had sharp eyes. Through the rain, they saw that Lei Li's expression was very strange, as if he was angry and struggling.
Sun Renbing said softly, "The Plague Lord is indeed one of the most vicious Yao Saints. If he killed the five members of the Lei family, they would just be walking corpses, not even as good as Yao Soldiers. But now, he won't kill them. Using yao arts to control, he wanted to ambush us. Unfortunately, he was discovered. Even so, these five people are still a problem for us. "
All the Grand Scholars were stunned. They stole glances at Fang Yun again.
The five Lei family members were still alive!
Fang Yun was the leader of the Grand Scholars!
To kill or not to kill, it was up to Fang Yun!
"What a vicious Lord of Pestilence!" Ma Chaoming gritted his teeth.
The team fell into a brief silence, and Kong Detian's voice quickly broke the silence.
"In my capacity as a Notre-Dame of the Hall of Rites, I order the Grand Scholars of the Hunting Ground to kill the five members of the Lei family who were enslaved by the Lord of Pestilence! These five are no longer part of the human race! "
Qiao Juze breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly said: "Since Kong Fengsi has given the order. We will naturally comply. "
Fang Yun looked at Kong Detian and nodded slightly to express his gratitude.
Kong Detian's decisiveness was naturally to protect Fang Yun's Literary Name.
Ever since the Lei family was punished by the Fire of the Three Rites, they had lost all face. As long as there was an excuse, they would bite like rabid dogs.
At this moment, it was clear that they were in the same boat.
That Lei Li suddenly cursed: "Cowardly bandits, I fought against the Lord of Pestilence alone, but you gave up early. You're not human! If the Saints knew, they would definitely punish you! "
Ji Shou-woo's eyes flashed as he said: "This person has already been completely enslaved by the Lord of Pestilence. It definitely isn't Lei Li speaking. Everyone, don't be fooled! "
Mo Shan immediately said: "This is the Lord of Pestilence's most effective trick. Our Mo family's books have records that the Lord of Pestilence loves to enslave others and pretend to be humans! Lei Li and the others are already dead! "
Just as Mo Shan finished speaking. In the distance, Lei Li begged bitterly: "Don't give up on me! I shed blood for the human race, I hunted for Jia Country. Even if I didn't contribute, I still worked hard. Please don't give up on me! I'll stick to my literary courage, the Lord of Pestilence can't completely enslave me! In the past, a scholar was enslaved, and in the end, he used his literary courage to injure the Lord of Pestilence's divine sense! You have to believe me. "
Yan Yukong sighed: "The Lord of Pestilence is indeed treacherous. He imitated Lei Li to perfection, but we definitely can't be fooled by him!"
"How is he the Lord of Pestilence, he's simply a despicable Lord!"
"Trying to mess with my literary courage with a mere insignificant skill? What a joke! "
The three hundred scholars of the human race continued to run, while the barbarian and demon army maintained their formation, getting further and further away from the rest. However, every scholar knew that the rest of the people didn't have much talent left, especially those newly promoted scholars. The remaining talent couldn't support them for more than fifteen minutes.
However, the barbarians and demons could run for long distances, so they could definitely catch up to the rest.
Soon, Sun Renbing said: "We can't run anymore, we have to fight."
Fang Yun sighed helplessly and said: "Stop, let's rest for a while. We have to use the power of the Star Positions in this battle. "
"But what about the Zombie Soldiers of Pestilence?" A person looked worriedly at the savage Zombie Soldiers of Pestilence in the distance. The Zombie Soldiers of Pestilence were controlled by the Power of Pestilence, and their bodies had undergone drastic changes under the influence of the Power of Pestilence. At the same time, they carried the plague with them. Once they got close, they would become a great threat to the rest of the people.
"I'll use the power of the Half-saint Star Positions first and summon Ancestor Saint Zhang Zhongjing's medical will. It'll be enough to suppress the Power of Pestilence from the Zombie Soldiers of Pestilence for a short period of time. As long as we kill all the other barbarians and escape safely, the Lord of Pestilence won't be able to do anything to us. Once the Zombie Soldiers of Pestilence get too far away from the Lord of Pestilence's doppelganger, they'll dissipate on their own, "Zhang Zilong said.
Fang Yundao: "What if we use fire to attack? When the Pestilence rises, we'll burn it with fire. " As Fang Yun spoke, he waved his hand, and the rain that filled the sky dissipated. Large amounts of rainwater evaporated, drying the ground.
Zhang Zhixing immediately said: "The power of the Medical Star Positions will eventually restrain the Lord of Pestilence. If we use it now, we won't be able to do anything even if we encounter the Lord of Pestilence. Fang Xusheng is right. Since we need to summon the Power of Flames, I can summon Ancestor Saint Zhang Heng's will and use the armillary sphere to summon the Fire of the Sun to burn the Zombie Soldiers of Pestilence. If anyone has any poems of flames, use them together. "
"We can only use the power of the Star Positions! I didn't expect that we wouldn't be able to defeat the Lord of Pestilence. "
Everyone was helpless. Once they used the power of the Star Positions, it would be almost impossible to charge up Demon Mountain. This was exactly what the Lord of Pestilence wanted.
Everyone prepared again. Not long after, two armies of fifty thousand barbarians surrounded them from the front and back, while tens of thousands of Zombie Soldiers of Pestilence rushed over from the other side.
In the previous battle, about a hundred thousand barbarians died. The dead barbarians continuously climbed up, forming more and more Zombie Soldiers of Pestilence.
The three sides surrounded them, and the three Grand Scholars released the power of the Star Positions one after another.
Zhang Zhixing pointed at the tens of thousands of Zombie Soldiers of Pestilence and said: "The sky is like a chicken, the celestial body is like a pellet. The Sun is like fire, and the fire is like light! "
A tall and thin old man with a long beard appeared behind Zhang Zhixing. This person held the armillary sphere in his left hand and the seismograph in his right as he looked up at the sky.
The old man's gaze was like the blade of heaven and earth, cutting open a huge spatial rift in the sky.
A huge fireball with a diameter of one mile appeared from the spatial rift. The fireball was like the Sun in the sky, its flames burning the heavens.
The humans were slightly better off, but the barbarian generals all frowned. All the demon soldiers felt a burning sensation all over their bodies, and they were in great pain.
The Zombie Soldiers of Pestilence were originally lively, but under the illumination of the Star Positions, the green Power of Pestilence slowly burned away, turning into smelly black smoke and becoming extremely weak. Floating Astronomy.
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