The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Fang Yun's attitude was an understatement, but Zhang Zilong used his remaining talent to express Chun Lei and shouted: "Don't take it lightly! The Lord of Plague is the strongest among the Semi-Saints. His illusory power can already transform Virtual reality. You..."

Zhang Zilong continued to shout, but Fang Yun couldn't hear him.

A mysterious power came, and the three hundred Jinshi saw that an egg-shaped transparent shield of white light suddenly rose up where Fang Yun was, and inside the shield, a land three miles in diameter appeared.

Thousands of rivers are surging on the land, and a mountain range is continuous. There are nine huge peaks in this mountain range, towering into the clouds. Countless monsters and barbarians live on the mountains.

Kong Detian shouted out loud: "That's the Demon King Mountain Range! It's the training ground of the demon king Barbarian King. The Lord of Plague turned the imaginary into reality and put Fang Yun into it, which is equivalent to letting Fang Yun face countless demon kings in the demon world. Must die!"

"Is it really the Demon King Mountain Range? That is more terrifying than the Demon Lord Plain." Qiao Juze was frightened.

"Yes, it is indeed the Demon King Mountain Range." Yan Yukong sighed.

Sun Renbing sighed helplessly and said: "As expected of the Holy Master among the Semi-Saints, he not only has a plague clone, but also condenses an illusory clone and uses it to create an illusory place. The general situation is over, the general situation is over."

"Is it impossible for Fang Xusheng to break through this illusory land?"

"If Fang Xusheng still retains the star position of the emperor, there may be a chance, but the illusory clone used the ten thousand monsters to deceive Fang Yun's star position of the king, and there is no way to recover."

"But this is just a clone of the Plague Lord. Can it really turn fiction into reality?"

"After becoming a saint, all powers will undergo qualitative changes. Demon saints and barbarian saints are extremely talented. Even if they cannot comprehend the power of the saint, they can still directly control it with their powerful blood! If I, a half-saint from the human race, cannot comprehend it, With only a partial understanding of the Holy Power, he is no match for the Demonic Half-Saint, but if he can understand it thoroughly, he will definitely be superior to the Demonic Half-Saint. Even though the Lord of Plague is just a clone, he can directly control the Holy Power. Naturally. Can turn reality into reality!”

"Ren Bing is right. The reason why Fang Xusheng was able to kill the plague clone was because the five wonderful medical books suppressed the holy power of the plague clone. But now that he is in the illusory land, the medical books have no effect, and there is nothing Books can see through the power of illusion, and they can only break through with strong literary courage. Not to mention that Fang Xusheng is only a second-level literary courage, even a third-level literary courage cannot see through this place of illusion!"

"Since the Lord of Plague has used the Illusory Land, he must be located in it. Perhaps Fang Xusheng can find a way to find it. This is the biggest drawback of the power of illusion. Its owner cannot stay outside the illusion, otherwise the illusion cannot be turned into reality."

"It's best to use the power of illusion to resolve it. If you don't have the power of illusion, you can only use the power of the same level to fight hard, and then find out where the illusion's clone is and injure it. In fact, as soon as the land of illusion comes out, , Fang Xusheng may not be able to tell where he is, and even... when he writes war poems, he will write them wrong, and then the war poems will backfire! "

"How could it be so serious?"

Sun Renbing's eyes dimmed and he said: "One of my ancestors in the military strategist once fought against a clone of the Demon Saint who also mastered the power of illusion in the ancient land of Huangcheng. That clone was much more powerful than the current Lord of Plague. After the opponent used the power of illusion, that The great military strategist had no idea that he was going to use the art of war to strengthen the army, but was The power of illusion was reversed, and he used the war poem of the great scholar to kill an army of 50,000 people, including his descendants. After the power of illusion was removed, the great scholar was so angry that he vomited blood and tried to fight with the demon saint. The clone fought hard, but the other party walked away. The great military scholar was shattered on the spot and finally went crazy. "

"I have heard this rumor before, but I never thought it was true..."

The atmosphere in the apricot forest was extremely depressing. The three hundred Jinshi looked at the illusory land and completely lost their confidence. Even the Great Confucian could be easily controlled, Fang Yun was even less likely. Xu Sheng only had a high status but lacked strength.

Sun Renbing said: "We cannot break this illusory land. After all, it is the power of the holy throne. But the moment the illusory land is closed, the illusory clone will inevitably appear. We still have a chance."

Kong Detian said: "I will come first, use the rest of my life to inspire the jade-blooded heart, and fight to the death against the illusory clone."

"I'll come too, it's impossible for one person to hurt the Lord of Illusion."

"I'm coming too. If we can gather a hundred people, we can deal with Fang Xusheng while the illusory clone has just exhausted its strength. We have a chance to hurt him, and the others may have a chance of survival."

Ma Chaoming said: "Come on, us old guys, you are young, there is still tomorrow, we are old, there is no hope of becoming a scholar, so we might as well sacrifice our lives for justice!" As he said, Ma Chaoming stood up with difficulty.

It was difficult for the newly promoted Jinshi and young Jinshi to stand up, but hundreds of middle-aged Jinshi seemed to be injected with powerful power and stood up one after another.

Their backbones are straighter than penholders, and their bodies are taller than mountain peaks.

The light breeze blew, petals and leaves flying, passing by these standing middle-aged Jinshi, flying towards the illusory land three miles in diameter.

Fang Yun stood motionless, looking around him warily, because after the Lord of Plague said those words, he was suddenly at the foot of a strange mountain. There were a large number of monsters living on the mountain. Those monsters were exceptionally tall, like The ultimate demon king or great demon king.

The voice of the Plague Lord sounded again: "Fang Yun, your death under the joint efforts of this Saint and the Soldier Barbarian Saint is considered heavier than Mount Tai in the terms of your human race! When I kill you, the Ancestral God will definitely reward me, and I will I will board the Great Sage soon! By then, I will definitely lead the army and join forces with the Nine Great Sages to attack the Two Realms Mountain again!"

"What? There are nine great saints returning to the demon world? Don't lie!" Fang Yun seemed to not believe the Lord of Plague's words at all and wanted to argue with him.

"Haha... Human slave, you want to delay time? Stupid! Did you see that those demon kings and barbarians have already started running here and will kill you soon!"

Fang Yun looked towards the mountain, and there were indeed many demons and barbarians rushing over there.

Fang Yun looked around nervously, began to slowly retreat, and reached out to touch the Yinjiangbei.

"Hahaha... This saint took the opportunity to take away your Yinjiangbei a long time ago, you are useless now!"

"You..." Fang Yun was extremely angry, but he couldn't speak.

"You don't even have a brush, let me see how you write war poems!"

Fang Yun clenched his fists and watched a large number of demon kings and barbarians rushing over aggressively.

"I still have a lip-sword!" Fang Yun gritted his teeth and said, quickly reciting the hidden poem "Sword Chant" in his mouth, and then a light appeared in his mouth, and he was about to release the True Dragon Ancient Sword.

"Even if your lip-sharp sword and tongue-sword are added with the power of Cang Fengshi, they will definitely not kill these demon kings!" The way of plague.

The demon kings and barbarian kings were getting closer and closer. Wherever they stepped, the ground cracked, dust flew, and the strong blood rushed straight into the sky, forming a great power.

"I will fight you!" Fang Yun roared, and suddenly spit out lip-sharp sword and tongue-sword.

At the same time, the Lord of Plague finally couldn't help laughing again, because once Fang Yun released the lip-sharp sword and tongue-sword, he could confuse Fang Yun's perception and vision, and let the lip-sharp sword and tongue-sword kill Fang Yun in turn.

The six-ring ancient sword blurted out.

The voice of the Lord of Plague stopped abruptly.

The art of war, openly repair the plank road, secretly cross Chencang!

The True Dragon Ancient Sword appeared silently 120 feet behind Fang Yun, and the tip of the sword pierced into the air, but the blood with a hint of gold in the red flowed out of the sword and dripped slowly.

Fang Yun slowly turned around, and two full moons appeared in his eyes, observing the myriad worlds and the azure sky, like a saint patrolling the sky!

The entire illusory land was shattered like pieces of glass, and a two-foot-long little green snake was pierced by the True Dragon Ancient Sword, and the lower half of its body had fallen to the ground.

The dark green snake head desperately spit out its tongue, its eyes were red, it was extremely crazy, and it screamed shrilly.

"How can you have the Eye of the Moon God! How can you have it!"

The three hundred scholars originally held the heart of death, and the middle-aged scholars who reacted the fastest even started to activate the Blood and Red Heart, but when they saw this scene, they were all at a loss.

How did Fang Yun cut off the clone of the Lord of Plague?

"Thanks to your gift from the demons, if it weren't for your Wolf Barbarian Saint who gave me a moon phase stone in the demon ancestor's gate, so that I could obtain the power of the moon, I wouldn't have eyes that can see through the power of illusion. Thank that Wolf Barbarian Half Saint on my behalf!" Fang Yun's face showed a faint smile.

The combination of the vast moonlight of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the moon phase stone of the Wolf Barbarian Saint, and the Moon Goddess Relics gave Fang Yun's eyes unprecedented power.

"You... I will kill you! Your lip sparring and tongue slashing can't kill me!" The small half of the snake body twisted wildly, trying to rush towards Fang Yun.

Even if this is just an illusory clone, the power of the holy body is not strong, but it is far superior to ordinary demon marquis, second only to the demon king, and is definitely capable of killing human Jinshi.

"You? No!"

After Fang Yun finished speaking, he controlled the True Dragon Ancient Sword and the Ink Sword to use the "strangle" technique at the same time. The two swords were like two small whirlwinds, strangling the illusory clone of the Lord of Plague into meat paste.

Ordinary lip sparring and tongue slashing naturally cannot kill the holy body of the clone, but the True Dragon Ancient Sword has the True Dragon pattern, and the Ink Sword is the embodiment of the second realm of calligraphy, which is the power formed by the text monument in the Lingyan Pavilion!

One is the ancient power of the dragon race, and the other is the power of human civilization, which completely defeats the holy body of the demon marquis level.

The half snake body on the ground shook slightly, and turned into a complete but shorter snake.

"You can't kill it... uh..." The Plague Lord's tongue twisted, and he suddenly couldn't speak.

Because the illusory power was being stripped away by Fang Yun's Moon God Eye!

The strongest illusory power controller in the world is the Moon God.

The Plague Lord's clone was supported by the illusory power of the holy position. Now that the illusory power was stripped away by the Moon God Eye, his body would no longer be a holy body, but would fall into the body of an ordinary demon lord.

"Goodbye." Fang Yun finished speaking, controlling the True Dragon Ancient Sword to fall and strangle.

"I won't get around you! I swear! I swear! I..."

The little snake turned into meat paste.

The inkstone turtle on the tray in front of Fang Yun suddenly had bright eyes, rushed out, opened his mouth and sucked, and didn't know what he sucked. He happily shook his head and tail and returned to Fang Yun's feet, turned over, and fell asleep with his belly facing the sky.

Fang Yun bent down to pick up the inkstone turtle, but his body swayed and he almost fell.

The Eye of the Moon Goddess drained all his talent.

Fang Yun turned around and saw a group of scholars with dull faces.