Tens of millions of demon barbarians appeared in a brief panic. The rank is so high that the number can no longer make up for the gap.

The tens of millions of demon barbarian battle flags combined with dozens of demon kings can resist the power of some great Confucians, but they can't resist the powerful power of Haoran righteousness and subtle words and righteousness to unite the holy scriptures.

In the Shengyuan Continent, the power of the Saint Classics was several times that of the Outer Realm.

Many Jinshi and Hanlin looked at Jiang Hechuan with envy, this is the power of Confucianism, with thousands of enemies.

If a great Confucian like Jiang Hechuan is on defense, with his own Confucian true writing, it will be difficult for five or six great demon kings to get close, second only to the Mo family's legalism.

Reading the whole chapter of "The King's Chapter", the demon barbarian team not only did not approach, but because the array in front of them suffered too many casualties, they were farther away from the empty building ship.

Tens of millions of demons are frightened, and without the Great Demon King to stop them, no matter how many demons they are, it is impossible to rush over.

The horn of the demon bull's horn sounded again, and the great demon king on the mountain gave the order to attack again.

"Whew......"

Countless demons continued to charge, and each demon's eyes turned blood-red, completely losing his mind, and pounced like hungry wolves.

Jiang Hechuan said: "Everyone, you can pick up the military merits for nothing, you can come and take them." ”

The Confucian Zhang Hu smiled and said, "Then the old man is not welcome." ”

As soon as the words fell, the light and shadow in the void moved, and I saw a tongue sword carrying thunder light flying straight into the demon group, and then ten thousand thunders thundered to the top, and the divine light flashed wildly, and all the demons within a radius of one mile were carbonized by thunder and lightning.

"Hongyu old horseman, rob me of my military merits!"

After Zhang Hu finished scolding with a smile, he recited the Great Confucian war poem "Watching the Sea", and saw a tsunami containing starlight rising from the ground.

The tsunami is as thick as 100 zhang, as high as thousands of zhang, and it is not known how many miles long, like a giant peak condensed by sea water suddenly rises into the sky.

In an instant, it surpassed the height of the empty ship, as if a piece of sky smashed into the demon barbarian.

All the demons instinctively looked up at the huge tsunami, in the shadow created by the tsunami.

Their eyes were filled with despair.

Zhang Hu is known for his poetry, this is the "Viewing the Sea" of the Second Realm.

Even the injuries of the Great Demon King after being hit will not heal for many days, and if these demon barbarians are smashed and involved, they will turn into pulp in an instant.

Millions of unstoppable Confucian poems.

The big demon kings on the mountain finally couldn't sit still, and joined forces with the demon kings outside to use demon magic to intercept them from a long distance, and hundreds of rays of light pierced the sky and hit the terrifying tsunami one after another.

The tsunami collided with a large number of hexifications, forming a series of large explosions that formed a powerful impact in all directions.

Even the empty boat shook gently.

After a while, the tsunami disappeared, but the lower part had become a Mizusawa River Country, where millions of demons died, and more than half of the demons were scattered.

Fang Yun's eyes lit up, he had finally seen the legendary Confucian war poems with his own eyes, if he didn't have the power to stop it, let this tsunami continue to advance and expand, it would be enough to destroy the land of Miè.

However, those demons have completely lost their minds.

Still rushing forward, all the great Confucians were not polite, and launched a merciless killing.

The rest of the scholars didn't even have a chance to intervene, and the battle was over.

There are still many demon barbarians on the Desolate Demon Mountain, but those big demon kings are no longer ready to continue to send demon barbarians to death.

Those big demon kings discussed for a long time, and they could only watch the empty boat move away.

The crowd breathed a sigh of relief.

When it flew to the center of the river, the river water within three hundred miles suddenly burst open, and the water waves rose to the sky, containing a powerful holy power.

Transform into a huge water palace to wrap around the empty ship.

A majestic holy power came from the direction of the Holy Courtyard and instantly arrived above the Water Palace.

But.

After all, it took time for Shengli to come south, and the Water Palace had completely wrapped the empty ship.

A full hundred drops of demonic holy blood suddenly appeared in the water palace.

Thereinto.

There are five full drops of the blood of the Great Sage!

At this time, Fang Yun finally understood that those tens of millions of demon barbarians were just used to paralyze everyone.

However, with a wave of his hand, the twelve bamboo slips appeared in the air, and then the twelve bamboo slips rolled out, making a crisp sound of Kerala's bamboo chips, and practiced into a bamboo slip.

It's nice to the ear.

An infinite amount of clear light erupted from the bamboo slips, like the sun and the moon in the sky, shining on the sky.

The hundred drops of demonic holy blood had already turned into a holy clone, and it could explode or even attack at any time, but time flew by.

All the Holy Throne clones suddenly remained motionless, and then, together with the Water Palace, seemed to have become dusty paper in the ancient tomb for thousands of years, and the moment the ancient tomb was opened, the breeze caressed it, turning into ashes, silently.

It seems that there is no zài at all.

Many of the scholars shuddered all over their bodies, and they all realized what the bamboo slips were.

"Spring and Autumn"!

Except for the "Spring and Autumn Period", the first chronicle of the Shengyuan Continent, there is no holy book or Wenbao with such power.

"Spring and Autumn" is the last book compiled by Confucius, and it is also the strongest holy book.

Fang Yun stared at "Spring and Autumn", and felt the familiar power from it, after all, he had entered the world of "Spring and Autumn" for more than two hundred years.

However, Fang Yun knew that the bamboo slips in the middle of the sky were not the original "Spring and Autumn" at all, but just a phantom projected by the "Spring and Autumn" of the Holy Courtyard.

No matter how strong the Hundred Saints doppelganger is, it is not as good as the film "Spring and Autumn".

The bamboo slips were divided into twelve volumes and flew into the sleeves of the night Hongyu who listened to Lei Daru.

Ye Hongyu took a step back and disappeared into the empty ship.

From the appearance of the Water Palace to the dissipation of the Hundred Sage clones, in the blink of an eye, everyone in the empty building ship was immersed in the thrilling battle, standing on the ship in a daze, letting the building ship fly.

"This ...... This is the power of the legendary holy book? From a closer distance, it is incredible, and it is not the same power as the poetry and scriptures we have learned!"

Qiao Juze said.

Chen Lile said in a low voice: "Nonsense, the Spring and Autumn Period was originally not an ordinary scripture, and those powerful holy books and treasures were by no means ordinary, otherwise what would our human race do to compete with such a powerful demon barbarian." ”

"However, this is too strong, too strong to be reasonable. ”

"If it was so strong, Kong Sheng would not have forced the demon world to sign a thousand-year no-war treaty, which would become the first shame in the demon world, making many barbarians worship Kong Sheng as a god. We can't see or feel the many powers of "Spring and Autumn", just to watch the excitement. I heard that in many barbarian tribes in the demon world, there are still statues of Kong Sheng, but the appearance is closer to that of apes. ”

"I have heard of many ape-men who worship Confucius as their ancestors. ”

Fang Yun nodded.

Sai Shilang of the Ministry of Rites showed envy and said: "Fang Xusheng, if you can be a half-saint, when the time comes, you will finish writing the magnificent "History of Ancient Demons" on the holy page, and your "History of Ancient Demons" will inevitably become a holy book of historians immediately. ”

Everyone nodded their heads, all envious.

Fang Yun coughed lightly and said, "Sai Shilang is serious, it is extremely difficult to complete the compilation of the "History of the Ancient Demon", and it is not necessary to mention the matter of sanctification, let alone the holy book after that. ”

"After all, you have this possibility, we don't even have this possibility. ”

Fang Yunxin said that although the "History of the Ancient Demons" is strong, it is the history of the alien race after all, and if the "Emperor's Canon" of the human race is written, the power will definitely be stronger than the "History of the Ancient Demons".

(To be continued)