In front of them were fifty thousand barbarians. Above the heads of the five Ancestral God Tribe's Monster Overlords, there was a mystical Monster Image formed from black fog. These were the Ancestral God Fog Images that only the Ancestral God Tribe's Monster Overlords could summon!
Just five Monster Marquises were able to form a terrifying aura that only an army of a million could possess. The Monster Marquises suppressed everything in their path, and their ferocity shook everything within ten thousand miles!
Behind them were Dragon King Ao Wu, two Monster Overlords, and a human scholar who could attack at any time.
The full moon in Fang Yun's eyes rose up, emitting a faint moonlight. He said calmly, "Today, this Saint will first destroy the invading barbarians, then kill the traitors. After that, I will slaughter Yao Zhilong, Ao Huang, Zhang Poyue, Peng Zaozhao. Are you willing to help me guard the rear?"
"Here!" Zhang Poyue replied loudly.
"This dragon is here!" Ao Huang replied loudly.
"Here!" Peng Zouzhao turned around and faced Dragon King Ao Wu.
"The rest of you, just watch." Fang Yun took out the second saint page.
As soon as he said that, the human scholars were puzzled while Lei Wu was furious. This Fang Yun did not put them in his eyes at all. As for Dragon King Ao Wu, he had completely lost his mind. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of black dragon flames that rained down like a waterfall.
"Child's play!" Ao Huang opened his mouth to welcome the attack. Golden dragon flames flowed out of his mouth. Although Ao Huang was only a Dragon Overlord, a rank lower than the Dragon King, his dragon flames were able to block Ao Wu's dragon flames.
Ao Wu shouted angrily, "Ao Huang, how dare you help the humans to attack me!"
Ao Huang sighed softly and said, "I will not kill you, but I will not allow you to kill Fang Yun either. If Fang Yun dies. The Dragons and the humans will definitely be enemies. Once the barbarians destroy the humans, the Dragons will become their next target! "
"Fang Yun has humiliated me, I must kill him! Even if you stop me, it will be useless! Die! "Ao Huang spat out a mouthful of blood at the dragon scale imperial edict. The dragon scale buzzed, and in the end, it expanded to a radius of over a thousand feet. It was clearly a thin piece, but it was like a mountain crashing down with a heavy weight.
Ao Huang opened his mouth and spat out a broken dragon tooth. It was only the size of an ordinary person's arm. However, it easily lifted the huge dragon scale.
Ao Huang chuckled and said, "You are a Peak Dragon King. If I were to fight against you, it would be a bit strenuous, but as long as I can hold on for a moment, victory will belong to us! "
Dragon King Ao Wu smirked. "A moment? After blocking for a while, I won't be defeated, but those Demon Marquises will tear you apart! Eh … "
Ao Wu's heart skipped a beat as he hurriedly looked at the source of his fear, the Saint Page in front of Fang Yun.
Ao Huang's real blood had already dripped into the Ink Pool behind the Inkstone Turtle. The ink in the Ink Pool had already been melted into one drop by the Ink Lady and sprayed onto the Grand Secretary's precious writing pen given by Lv Hanlin of the Punishment Hall.
The tip of the writing pen was black with a tinge of gold, and it emitted a faint True Dragon aura.
The Inkstone Turtle was furious because it had once devoured the True Dragon Ba Xia's corpse. The ink on its back had been brewing for a long time, and it also had the True Dragon aura. He usually kept it at the bottom of the Ink Pool. He did not allow Fang Yun to use it, but the Ink Lady had used up all the power of the ink and given it all to Fang Yun.
Fang Yun held the brush, and the wind and clouds surged. An invisible force exploded in the sky. A one-mile wide hole was opened in the dark clouds summoned by Dragon King Ao Wu, and the chaotic Saint Dao clouds above could be seen.
The moment Dragon King Ao Wu looked over. Fang Yun picked up the brush and wrote.
Until autumn comes, eighth of the ninth month!
The entire Ning An City shook.
The vital energy within a thousand miles frantically gathered above Fang Yun. The dark clouds summoned by Dragon King Ao Wu were like the cold air in winter. They were very dense when they first appeared, but they quickly dissipated. The thunder stopped, and the rain stopped.
Bright yellow cloud patterns appeared on the Saint Page, and they seemed to contain endless mysteries. Each cloud pattern seemed to carry the history of a race, and recorded the rise and fall of a world.
When my flower blooms, a hundred flowers die!
Below the Saint Page, there seemed to be an additional bright yellow dragon that swam slowly within the Saint Page.
The Yishui River in front of Ning An City suddenly exploded, and as if a dragon had struck the water, it created a wall of water that was dozens of feet tall.
The chrysanthemums of Ning An City suddenly changed.
Apart from the chrysanthemums, all the flowers withered instantly!
The withered chrysanthemums regained their vitality, and the unbloomed chrysanthemums immediately bloomed. All the chrysanthemums left the branches and slowly rose.
Ning An City had been preparing for the Double Yang Chrysanthemum Appreciation Festival on the ninth of the ninth month. Countless chrysanthemums had accumulated in the city, and some places were even covered with chrysanthemums like autumn leaves. But now, the chrysanthemums all over the ground rose together.
Everyone in the city was stunned by this strange scene.
Soaring Incense Array Permeates Ning An!
The strong fragrance of chrysanthemums instantly spread for hundreds of miles, and there was no other fragrance in the world that could reach such a level.
In the midst of this fragrance, the demonic barbarians and aquatic race in front suddenly slowed down, and a puzzled look appeared on their faces. Every demonic barbarian felt that the world in front of them had become slightly blurry.
The entire city is covered in golden armor!
The countless chrysanthemums in the city swayed gently in the wind. The petals of the chrysanthemums were very slender, but they emitted a sonorous metallic sound.
After the poem was completed, Fang Yun wrote the words "Chrysanthemum" at the top of the Saint Page, and then poured a drop of the demonic sage's blood into the Saint Page.
The Saint Page did not absorb the demonic sage's blood, but the yellow dragon inside the Saint Page opened its mouth and swallowed the demonic sage's blood. Then, it floated out of the Saint Page and swallowed all the words in the poem in one breath.
Until autumn comes, on the eighth of the ninth month,
When my flower blooms, a hundred flowers die.
Soaring Incense Array Permeates Ning An!
The entire city is covered in golden armor!
While the yellow dragon was swallowing the words, layers and layers of treasure light covered the Saint Page.
The original treasure light.
The home page treasure light.
The sacred blood treasure light.
The Saint Page treasure light.
Then, there was the ink, the calligraphy brush, the ink tortoise, and the second level of calligraphy that formed the treasure light. It was only one layer less than the Sea Calming Poem.
Fang Yun's previous monarch poem, "Ode to the Sun", did not have any treasure light because it was not a war poem, but a monarch poem.
Since it was both a monarch poem and a war poem, it had another name.
"Monarch War Poem!"
Countless scholars cried out in surprise.
Dragon King Ao Wu stared dumbly at the Saint Page, while Lei Wu's gaze was blank.
All the Demonic Beasts and Barbarians in the distance hesitated, and the five Ancestor God Clan Demonic Overlords actually stopped in their tracks.
In the far north, in the sky above the Holy Wolf Temple, an enormous white figure slowly turned its head. Just a slight movement was filled with boundless majesty, as if the sun, moon, and stars were changing their orbits.
After the bright yellow dragon swallowed all the words in the poem, it slowly rose up, and the Saint Page slowly condensed into its body.
Then, the bright yellow dragon's body gradually changed color, from bright yellow to dark yellow, like the setting sun in the sky. It was dusk.
Ao Wu's expression changed drastically, and he quickly retreated.
"Impossible …" He stared at the dark yellow dragon and muttered to himself.
Dragon King Ao Wu and Lei Wu looked at each other and nodded at the same time!
Both of them realized that once the dragon was fully formed, they would be in danger.
Strike first and gain the upper hand!
"Pu …" Ao Wu spat out another mouthful of dragon blood, but this time, there was a faint dark yellow color to it. It was true blood filled with battle intent.
When the dragon fights in the wilderness, its blood is dark yellow.
Lei Wu was even more decisive. He directly used the Jade Blood Heart Pill, expending ten years of his lifespan. A platform appeared behind him, and above the platform was a misty sky. This was the power of Half-saint Dong Zhongshu's "Heaven's Perception" branch, "Sovereign Power", the Sovereign Observatory.
The might of the heavens, the authority of a monarch, descended!
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