Chapter 703

Ji Shouyu vomited a mouthful of blood and took a pill from Jiang Baili and stuffed it into his mouth. The scholar of the doctor immediately took out the medical book and treated him.

"Brother Shouyu!" many people walked over quickly.

Ji Shouyu's face was shrouded in clouds. He stretched out his hand to erase the blood on his beard, pointed to the mountain on the far left and said slowly, "where is the power of the Lord of plague?"

"What?" dozens of Jinshi shouted in unison.

There are many half saints in the demon family, and those on the top of the half saints and under the great saints can be canonized. The Lord of plague is one of the saints in the demon world.

"I should have thought of it!" Kong Detian gnashed his teeth.

Fang Yun felt his back cool.

Different from those demons who like to work hard, the Lord of plague is a very different demon saint. He rarely shows up in person and likes to use plague and fantasy to achieve his purpose. In terms of decent art of war, the Lord of plague is far less holy than the man of war, but if it is insidious, 10000 men of war are not as holy as the Lord of plague.

The Lord of plague is one of the half saints who the Terran is most reluctant to provoke.

Before the battle between the two realms, the Terran semi saints repeatedly fought with the demon barbarian saints in other ancient places, but no matter which semi saint, as long as he met the Lord of the plague, he could only escape from afar. After Zhang Zhongjing was canonized, he broke the plague power of the Lord of plague with the holy book on typhoid and miscellaneous diseases, which made the Lord of plague converge slightly.

Since Zhang Zhongjing was canonized, the human medicine has developed vigorously, and the Lord of plague has been dormant until Zhang Zhongjing's Saint meteorite, and the Lord of plague reappeared, and no one can control it.

"The Lord of plague is semi holy after all. How can he hide the power of the holy temple and the hunting ground?"

Kong Detian sighed helplessly and said: "The plague of the plague Lord has an extremely terrible talent of" resurgence ". He sends the" dead "plague into the demon captives and enters the hunting ground. No matter how powerful the holy temple and the hunting ground are, it is impossible to find the disease without threat. After the hunting ground is isolated by the shadow of the moon tree, the plague naturally resurrects and inherits his will! Now, I'm afraid the plague Lord is cultivating plague Once we give him enough time, we will die. "

Lei gravel looked pale and said, "since he is the Lord of the plague, we can't win. You don't know, the Lord of the plague is the descendant of the last emperor and has the blood of the ancestral God! Any plague is equal to his avatar. We are fighting a semi holy avatar!"

Deep sadness haunts most Jinshi.

"How can the half saint of the human race not be aware of it! Since he already knows that the state of Fangzhen has become a virtual saint, why should he receive prisoners from the outside!" he Ludong was very angry.

Sun Renbing said, "I often know a little about this in the deserted city and ancient land. After the saints learned about the punishment of the moon tree god, the hunting island never received external prisoners again. The last time the hunting Island received prisoners was three months ago!"

"It's impossible! Three months ago, how could the demons and saints count that Fang Xusheng will definitely participate in spring hunting this year! No matter how strong the Lord of plague is, the process of" resurgence "can't last more than a year, otherwise he will really die."

"Don't underestimate the demon barbarians! They like to fight with brute force, but the semi saints of apes, snakes, foxes and some barbarians are very good at calculation. Our human saints plan to kill the soldier barbarians, and kill two barbarians with the help of the punishment of the moon tree god. We won two Games in a row, but this one, we lost. We lost completely!" Ji Shouyu's words were full of sadness.

Everyone understood Ji Shouyu's meaning. Fang Yun's achievements in the future are likely to surpass all semi saints and play a great role in the Terran. If Fang Yun dies, let alone kill the three barbarian saints, even if he kills the thirty barbarian saints, the Terran will be defeated.

"Hehe, now who dares to say that the demon is not aimed at Fang Yun?" the anger in Lei gravel's eyes dissipated, but the hatred was deeper.

Fang Yun looked at Lei gravel, smiled calmly and said, "maybe after tomorrow, we'll bury bones in the hunting ground. Then can I hurt you, Lei gravel and hurt your Lei family, or can you destroy our Fang family and kill our country? Lei gravel, why can't you see it so much!"

Fang Yun shook his head gently.

Lei gravel bowed his head and said nothing.

Those who are in the game are confused and those who are on the sidelines are clear.

Ji knew that Bai Wannian was frustrated. His handsome face was very dark, but it soon gradually returned to ruddy. He sighed softly and said: "This is not Shengyuan land. Apart from the fact that the saints are hard to reach, even if they arrive, they will inevitably encounter the full interception of the demon world. In Shengyuan land, our Terran power can resist the power of the demon world, but outside Shengyuan land, the demons and barbarians can overwhelm our Terran saints! I can't imagine that you didn't lose in the hands of others, but died in the hands of the demons and barbarians with me. Just the previous gratitude and resentment Forget it. Before dying, I'm willing to fight side by side with Fang Xusheng! "

Jizhi Bai Changchang breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly, his Wen palace gave a light sound, the dust went away, and the Wen Dan officially entered the territory.

Everyone was stunned, even Ji Zhibai was stunned.

It is difficult for ordinary scholars to reach the level of literary courage. Most of them are over 40 old scholars, and there are few talents such as Yan Yukong.

It is known that Bai Cheng has been a scholar for only more than a year. Without Fang Yun's courage refining poetry, he can reach the level of courage at this moment. He is already called a genius.

Ji Zhibai smiled helplessly and said, "who ever thought that Fang Zhenguo's words would help me break through? It's really a rare opportunity. If I don't die, the great Confucian is expected! Thank brother Fang!" Ji Zhibai said and bowed to Fang Yun.

Fang Yun didn't move and received the gift of Ji Zhibai. Fang Yun felt that at this moment, Ji Zhibai's words were full of sincerity without any impurities.

With a smile on his face, Fang Yun nodded gently and said, "the cold wind and the spring sun compete for willows, and the literary ministers and military generals look for a marquis. The eternal heroes hate so much that they smile when they meet."

It's quiet around.

"What a 'smile when you meet'! This sentence alone deserves Mingzhou." Ji Zhibai suddenly shook his head and smiled bitterly. Fang Yun's poem almost came to his heart. The two are completely opposed to each other because of Liu, and the struggle is nothing more than fame, power and holiness. If both of them can achieve the holy way in the end, they may really eliminate their gratitude and resentment in the end.

But the Lord of plague cut off their holy way.

Qiao juze sighed: "Fang Yun's words surprised him. He knew Bai. When he met, he smiled and died of gratitude and hatred. If today's story can be spread to future generations, it will become a good story."

Yan Yukong looked at Fang Yun and Ji Zhibai and sighed, "before today, they were still fighting to death. Who would have thought that Fang Xusheng was the first to put down his hatred in the face of the inevitable situation, but he made Ji Zhibai by mistake. Of course, this can be a good story."

Ji Zhibai shook his head gently and sighed incomparably.

"Brother Lei, what about you?" Ma chaoming asked.

Lei Shi disdained to snort and said, "how can such a great hatred destroy my Lei family's reputation and fortune? Even if I am killed by the Lord of plague, I will die last! I will see Fang Yun die in front of me with my own eyes!"

"It's nothing to do with the plot!" Ma chaoming's teeth itch with hatred.

Lei Shi laughed and became even more arrogant in his eyes. He said, "my Lei family is so clear about gratitude and resentment! His fortune killed my Lei family first, and then let us bury him. How can I meet each other and smile away? I still curse him for not dying well!"