Chapter 2191

Fang Yun was very satisfied with his ability to sense the flow while controlling the flow with his mind.

The current is very powerful. It is extremely strong in any environment except for the great decline in strength in the sea.

In history, the three semi saints of the wandering family intercepted hundreds of millions of demon barbarians in the holy bone desert, firmly resisted ten times the number of demon barbarians for 12 days, and finally waited for reinforcements to defeat the enemy.

Although the current flow is not as flexible as when you were alive, because there are a large number of holy temperatures, and the body is still in its heyday, there are only several special talents that can not be used. However, the strongest talent of the flow family, the incarnation star, still exists in this spirit skeleton, but the power will be greatly weakened every time you use it.

Fang took a drop of blood and sent it to the ancient demon text platform. There was an additional statue of blood on the ancient demon text platform.

The ancient demon sent out strange power outside the text platform to connect Fang Yun's text Palace and xingliu, so that the emperor's spirit skeleton of xingliu was more flexible.

The current flows in the woods like a small river. There is nothing different where it passes. The plants and trees do not break and the leaves do not fall. It seems that nothing has happened. However, after a hundred interest, all the plants and trees passing by show subtle signs of withering.

The current absorbs part of the water and vitality where it passes.

The ancient demon buried a total of ten imperial spirit skeletons in the lantu mountains. Fang Yun drove the traffic to look for them one by one, and finally found nothing. The other spirit skeletons either disappeared or were too incomplete to be called spirit skeletons, which can only be regarded as debris.

"One is enough!"

In the blue mountains, a piece of water runs through the woods at a very fast speed. It soon leaves the blue earth mountains and reaches the normal black fertile soil.

The flowing body changes rapidly, and the color of the whole body is similar to that of fertile soil.

Fang Yun sat firmly in the Wu Hou car, holding the moon tree core, thinking about whether to find a way to go to a fierce tree tribe and absorb a fierce tree map.

"The black leopard demon king is so powerful that he can enter the center of the fierce tree map. I can do it with the flow, but I have to use the incarnated Star River, which means I have no spare power to destroy the sacrificial blood tree of the demon man. Which is more important and can't be confused."

Fang Yun shook his head gently, rejected the idea of using the moon tree core to absorb the fierce tree map, and went straight to the blood tree.

Buried in the holy Valley is changing rapidly, and the war on the two mountains is boiling.

The demon world finally couldn't help but dispatch the big demon king, and the great Confucian of the human race also began to fight. The level of the world or the stronger great Confucian became the core of the human race to show the power of the level of the world, open the world and defend.

In the sky, countless lights twinkle. On the wall, they shout to kill the sky.

Wei Huangan's hair was white, his purple clothes were broken, his whole body was bathed in blood, and he lay on a stretcher.

Carrying the stretcher were two men and two women from the wartime rescue center. According to Fang Yun's name, all four belong to the rescue men, which are referred to as nurses in the army.

The four nurses carefully carried the immortal Confucian for fear of accidentally falling down. On the side of the stretcher, a medical scholar stared at Wei Huangan with regret in his eyes.

Wei Huangan fought repeatedly and used the life-consuming "crossing the ocean" for many times to enhance his war poems and save many people with the strength of "who has never died since ancient times, and keep his heart to shine on history".

Now, Wei Huangan is deeply hurt and his life is not long. Even the semi saint is unable to return to heaven.

Where the stretcher passed by, the nearby officers, soldiers and scholars showed their admiration.

Feeling the eyes of those people, Wei Huangan relaxed.

At the beginning of the war between the two mountains, he took the initiative to ask for orders to rush to the battlefield, and now he has fulfilled his wish.

Wei Huangan knows that even if there is Fang Yun, the blood world is not as secure as a rock. The peace of the human race is never said, but killed.

The Terrans respect Fang Yun, but they don't value the scholars in the blood world.

Therefore, Wei Huangan chose a dead end and used his own blood to gain the respect of the human race for the blood world.

Wei Huangan felt his whole body broken. He opened his eyes slightly and looked at the battlefield at the top of the mountain city.

Recently, there are eight translucent peaks with different heights and shapes standing in the sky. On each peak, there is a great Confucian, and the highest peak in the center is like a reduced Mount Tai, on which there is a great Confucian in the world.

The eight peaks are an integral whole, all in the family and country of the great Confucian who lives in a peaceful world. Even in the face of the siege of dozens of demon kings, they still stand.

In addition, there are visions everywhere, and family, country and the world have become the absolute main force on the battlefield.

Wei Huangan slowly closed his eyes and whispered in a slow voice, "I can't do it. Go and get me a great Confucian Wenbao embryo, preferably a brush. Be... Quick." with that, Wei Huangan breathed quickly.

The medical scholar beside the stretcher looked sad and reluctantly handed out a letter.

The four men carried Wei Huangan to the elevator of the city wall and fell slowly. After a while, the elevator fell to the ground. The four men came out with a stretcher, followed by the medical scholar.

A dispirited scholar with two Jinshi had already stood in front of the door, looking at Wei Huangan with a sad face.

Wei Huangan opened his eyes, but grinned and slowly opened his hands.

The great Confucian nodded slightly, took out a dark brush from Han Hubei, held it in his hands and respectfully handed it to Wei Huangan, even though he was already a great Confucian in the four realms, and Wei Huangan was just a self-cultivation.

"Terran immortality."

Wei Huangan said in a low voice, clenched the Wenbao pen, slowly closed his eyes, sent his talent into the brush, and formed his favorite great Confucian war poem "Kaitian Yin".

People passing by nearby all bowed their heads slightly to show their respect.

The reason why scholars are stronger and live longer than ordinary people is because of the power of talent. Injecting talent into objects to form Wen Bao consumes the source of talent. From then on, the talent in Wen palace will dry up, the Wen palace will soon collapse, and people will grow old, weak and finally die.

A person seriously injured like Wei Huangan will die immediately if he seals war poetry into Wen Bao.

Such scenes appear almost every day.

Several scholars who fought with Wei Huangan shed tears. Wei Huangan is one of the most heroic and selfless scholars they have ever seen, so they all secretly vowed in their hearts to publicize Wei Huangan's deeds tonight and let the people remember the hero.

Soon, the brush suddenly emitted a white light, shining on the world within a hundred feet, and everyone felt warm.

The white light immediately converged and entered the formed Wenbao pen.

Wei Huangan smiled and slowly released his hand.

A new great Confucian Wenbao pen appeared in his hand, inheriting his strength and spirit.

With a heavy heart, the great Confucian took out a clean white cloth, shrouded Wei Huangan, and solemnly took away the new great Confucian Wenbao pen.

Holding a pen in his hands, the great Confucian took a deep breath, bowed his head slightly, and quietly sang Tao Yuanming's famous poem elegy.

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