Most of the demon princes in the hunting ground were captured in the hunting ground many years ago. In their eyes, Fang Yun is just a newly rising Terran. Even if the people sent by the Lord of plague explain it, they always doubt it.

No one cares about a new Terran Jinshi who is still motionless when he is in danger for 300 Jinshi.

So after Fang Yun killed several demon Marquis, no demon Marquis realized that Fang Yun was terrible.

Until Fang Yun killed more than 30 demon princes and killed half of them, the demon princes had a clear understanding of the name "Fang Yun".

Terrible words, terrible Tibetan poems, terrible Qin Dao, and

No, the remaining demon princes have lost the ability to encircle and kill 300 Jinshi. After Fang Yun wakes up, all Terran Jinshi launch a coordinated counterattack!

Before the remaining demon princes fled, they were intercepted by other experienced Terran Jinshi, and then killed one after another.

At the same time, a strange smell broke out on the hillside of demon mountain.

The breath is like an ancient beast waking up from the famine, like waking up the deepest fear in the human blood, forming an overwhelming threat and becoming the Lord of heaven and earth.

Only where it is, dare not follow it.

More than half of the Jinshi lost their fighting spirit. Only those middle-aged Jinshi with firm will and a few young Jinshi clenched their teeth and continued to attack the fleeing demon Hou.

Unlike those ordinary Jinshi crushed by the semi holy will, they have only one idea.

Even if you are afraid of death, you have to kill one more demon man to be buried with you!

If the demon saint is in front, he can also wield a sword!

The Terran is behind, and there is no fear of death!

When the other Jinshi attacked the surviving demon Marquis, Fang Yun attacked the farthest demon Marquis with the real dragon ancient sword and gave orders as the owner of the empty building ship.

"Set sail!"

The huge empty building ship with pale gold rose rapidly, and then used the remaining strength to break through Yiming and go straight to the place with the thickest plague fog on the hillside.

The acceleration of the empty building ship was too fast. Some demons were smashed into meat mud by this behemoth before they could react in mid air.

Not only was the demon pretty startled, but all the Jinshi also scolded the local dialect and dirty words in their hearts and looked at Fang Yun.

Just now, he was beaten by the demon man like his grandson. He thought he could have a rest, but it was clear that the Lord of the plague recovered his strong strength, and Fang Yun also controlled the empty building ship to go. Is this what people do?

Even the middle-aged Jinshi, who knew that they would die, were in a trance. They thought that they were not afraid of death. They could not compare with Fang Yunfang's virtual saint!

"Forget it, just die..."

All Jinshi fell into decadence and did not expect victory at all. At least it was enough to die with vigour and vitality.

"It's better to bump into the Lord of plague than to be surrounded by ordinary demons and chop into meat sauce!" Zong Wude whispered.

"Is Fang Xusheng's Medical Book Successful?"

"Didn't someone say that Fang Xusheng failed to write medical books."

"Did Fang Xusheng admit it? Who heard it?"

"I don't know..."

"Who heard it, stand up and say a word!"

The ship was silent.

"Fang Yun, can you say something? Even if you are an empty saint, you can't despise us with this kind of Fang master!" Zong Wude said.

"HMM." Fang Yun was ambiguous because he was thinking about the way to deal with the plague Lord.

"Death won't let us die happily!" Zong Wude had no choice but to complain.

The fog on the mountain suddenly flourished, but the empty building ship was written by semi Saint himself. The power of the holy way was stronger than the separation of the Lord of plague. No matter how strong the fog of plague was, it was firmly blocked out by the empty building ship.

However, this empty building ship has been used many times and its strength is limited. If it is surrounded by the fog of plague, it will not last long.

"What's next?" Zong Wude couldn't help asking.

Many people think of an old joke, but they can't laugh at all at this time.

Some people say they want to tell a story. If they say, "there was a eunuch a long time ago..."

When the man said this, he would shut up. If someone asked, "what's next?"

"Of course the eunuch didn't go down."

Many people have a strong sense of helplessness. Now 300 Jinshi take an empty building ship, just like a eunuch. The purpose is good, the blood is hot, and the ambition is right. But what's next?

No Jinshi can dispel the terrible plague fog. Now rushing here is not so much a fight as a heroic way of death.

Let future generations know that they did not die of the plague, but died fighting the Lord of the plague.

The empty building ship hit the front of a cave heavily, raising a large amount of dust. All the Jinshi shook, and some people fell to the ground. Those who were originally injured shouted in pain.

At the same time, a sound of thunder came from the cave.

"Although the holy separation has not reached its peak, the power of plague has been restored to a level sufficient to kill you! Even if the great medical scholar is here, the holy can kill him with the power of plague! Fang Xusheng, die!"

A force of destruction came from the cave, and everyone felt that an ancient fierce beast was about to jump out of it.

Those plague fog clearly did not enter the empty building ship, but everyone suddenly felt unwell.

Everyone's disease is suddenly dozens of times more serious.

The bodies of these Jinshi would not have been affected by minor diseases, but those diseases suddenly increased dozens of times, and caused many complications, which most Jinshi could not bear.

One Jinshi after another suddenly fell down, but in a few moments, all but Fang Yun and the Jinshi who had practiced medicine fell to the ground.

"I can't hold it..." a Jinshi who is a minor in medical ethics is biting his teeth. He stretches out his hands and holds the medical book, and the light of the medical book is getting dimmer and dimmer. Even if he consumes his life now, it is difficult to support it.

"I can't last long! The throne plague is really powerful. It's not his strength, but the breath is so terrible. I still underestimate the throne plague!" Zhang Zilong's forehead burst out of fine sweat.

However, Fang Yun clearly had no medical books in front of him, but he could stand in place without any change.

No matter how strong the breath of the Lord of plague is, it is no stronger than the body strengthened by dilo's power.

Fang Yun looked back at the rest of the Jinshi and found that most of the Jinshi could last a long time, but the wounds of the Jinshi injured in the battle festered at a speed visible to the naked eye. At most, three or four breath would be difficult to cure, and they might die in a little more time.

"Alas..."

Fang Yun originally wanted to lead the snake out of the cave, and then used the theory of plague when the Lord of the plague completely rushed out. However, if the more than 50 Jinshi were killed in battle, he was uneasy. After all, the more than 50 people were on the verge of death to protect themselves.

Fang Yun looked at the hole shrouded in the dark green fog of plague, put medical books outside, and slowly said, "human life is very heavy, more expensive than gold. Where the medical path is, the plague retreats!"

During Fang Yun's speech, the medical book on plague flew out of his literary palace for the first time and appeared in his chest.

A strange smell no less than the power of the Lord of plague quickly spread all over the barren city and ancient land.

All pestilential forces or virulent forces that do not contain the power of the throne are instantly erased by this strange breath!

All Terran diseases or wounds, as long as they are not seriously injured or seriously ill, will heal in an instant!

The power of all medical books in the barren city and ancient land has increased by 50%!