I slay demons and demons with poetry

Chapter 286
It was the first time Song Mu saw that a scholar of literature and Taoism could attract such supernatural powers.

Fang Mingyuan, who was standing in the sky, was like a god in the sky at this moment.

Song Mu suppressed the shock in his heart, looked at Tao Fengming beside him, and before he could say anything, he suddenly noticed that the ground was trembling a little.

The next moment, Song Mu felt that the literary power on his body seemed to be working in a blur.

At this moment, Tao Fengming, who was looking at the unknown place suspiciously, also withdrew his gaze, and frowned suddenly.

"Formation?"

After the words fell, I saw two beautiful figures reappeared in the sky. They were full of light, but they also held the magic weapon in their hands, and they rushed towards the surroundings.

He Shilin and Wang are also fully fired!

The ground was shaking, and the entire city of Yuzhang seemed to have been plunged into a vast ocean of literary power.

The people are already curled up and trembling, as if they feel that the end is coming.

"The Devil's Cult chose a good time. Such a large formation can absorb the fear of the people, and there are so many literati in the city. This time, it is going to cause great Confucianism to shake!"

Tao Fengming had also noticed the strange phenomenon in the sky, and his expression was unprecedentedly serious.

At this moment Song Mu heard Tao Fengming's words, his face was also surprised, and he asked.

"Master, what do you mean by that?"

Tao Fengming had already taken out a pen from his bosom, and hurriedly wrote the words on it, while talking to Song Mu.

"The Demon Cult can enhance its magic power through negative emotions, but it can only be said to be continuous, and it is far from reaching the realm quickly. But now in Yuzhang City, the rural examination has just passed, and so many people have just reached the realm."

"What Master means is that although these literati have the realm of Juren, they have not yet displayed the power of Juren."

After saying these words, Song Mu suddenly exclaimed.

This matter has completely exceeded Song Mu's expectations. Now that the city is full of scholars, it is like the existence of experience bags, and so many degenerates from the Devil's Cult are eager for power...

The situation in the prison is still vivid.

This is a catastrophe.

"Master, did we come here by mistake?"

When Song Mu asked this question again, a little bit of resentment surged in his heart, but Tao Fengming had already written a few pieces of paper, and now he stuffed them into Song Mu's hands, and said with firm eyes.

"This matter may have something to do with you. I did sense the aura of the big monster when I was on the road. I thought that the other party would retreat in this city, but it seems that I was wrong."

Saying so, Tao Fengming warned Song Mu.

"Stick to your heart, remember my words, don't be arrogant, this time I will just wait for self-protection, the wind and rain that is full of the city, it won't be long, and there will be great literati to help."

Song Mu's expression became a little more relaxed at this moment, but now he asked.

"Then how are we doing now?"

Tao Fengming looked into the darkness on one side again, and then pointed to the west with Song Mu.

"We're going out of town, the sooner the better."

Song Mu nodded, and the two of them immediately started to walk through the streets, heading towards the west of the city.

But at this moment, there are stunned civilians everywhere on this road, and there are soldiers cleaning up around them, but each of them has a heavy expression, and the words on the armor on their bodies are also shining brightly.

It's just that some talented people have a bit of frustration on their faces at this moment, and they even meditate directly on this street.

The power of the unknown formation has been dissipated, not only suppressing the literary power of low-level literati, but also making them constantly stimulated by the devilish energy and surging emotions.

Suddenly, a full-armored soldier on the street yelled loudly, and then the tattoo power all over his body fluctuated and skyrocketed, but in the next moment, the tattoo power gushing out of his body had already turned black.

Wenqi is obsessed, and it is passively obsessed!
The talented sergeant screamed, and there were already two Juren lieutenants rushing up, and each of them recited poems and proses, driving streams of prose power into the man's body.

It was only with difficulty that the two Juren stopped the sign of a scholar becoming a demon.

Song Mu was startled and kept walking, but suddenly heard an angry shout from behind.

"Song Mu! Take your life!"

It was an extremely familiar roar, just now, Song Mu had just been threatened like this.

This is the same person, Song Mu knew it was Song Liwen without even turning his head!

But without waiting for Song Mu to react, Song Mu only felt an attack coming from behind. Song Mu jumped up and saw a flash of sword light, and immediately smashed hard on the stone wall on one side.

Song Mu stopped in his tracks, but when he looked up at this moment, his brows sank.

On the street, Song Liwen, dressed in white, was already standing in the middle of the street, his literary energy gushing out from his body, and at this moment, he had two bloody tears on his face, his eyes swept over fiercely, and the long sword in his hand was still in the middle of the street. Exuding power.

"Song Liwen, as I said, one thing is one thing!"

"Zhuzi! Today it doesn't matter if one thing is the other. I want to fight with you. I don't want to fight for your position today, I just fight for my life!"

The deep voice interrupted Song Mu's words, and Song Liwen seemed to squeeze out the words from his chest, his eyes were extremely terrifying.

"What Shiyang Song family? What Jinke Jieyuan? What is the proud son of heaven? Today I want to avenge my father, and I will trample you under my feet!"

"There can be someone in this world who is better than me, but it must not be you!"

Song Liwen screamed, and the literary energy in his body rushed out again, like a gust of wind, the white robe surged up all over his body, and white teeth that suddenly turned bloody were exposed on his ferocious face.

Song Mu made a gesture immediately, but the next moment his pupils shrank slightly.

I saw that the color of the writing on Song Liwen's body suddenly changed, and the pure white writing, at this moment, gushed out the color of ink.

Enchanted!

"Stop him immediately!"

Tao Fengming next to him immediately opened his mouth to shout, Song Mu stepped forward quickly, and at this moment, the veins on Song Liwen's face were bulging, and two bloody tear stains also gushed out black.

On the side of the street, two figures approached quickly, they were two Juren lieutenants.

They were faster than Song Mu, and immediately released a long dragon of literary spirit, wrapped Song Liwen heavily, and at the same time, one of the lieutenants shouted loudly to him.

"Boy, stick to your mind and force the demon energy with me!"

The one who spoke was Song Junwu whom Song Mu knew before.

After the words fell, Song Junwu and the other person had already thrown out several Qingming poems at the same time, and at this moment they were chanting aloud, and the literary power in their bodies rushed towards Song Liwen without hesitation.

They wanted to try their best to save the child who was contaminated by demonic energy.

Seeing this situation, Song Mu immediately took out two Qingming poems from his bosom, and was about to arouse them immediately.

But Tao Fengming, who was standing far behind, seemed to feel something suddenly, and raised his hand to warn.

"Hurry up and scatter, this person is not passively possessed, he is actively seducing the demonic energy!"

"He has fallen into the devil's way! He is already a fallen literati!"

As soon as Tao Fengming's warning voice came, he saw a black awn emanating from the layers of cultural atmosphere, and the coercion in it was actually increasing layer by layer!

It's like piling up soil to increase a mountain, but at this moment, the mound has become a towering mountain in an instant.

Song Mu stopped his steps suddenly, Song Junwu and the two saw that the situation was not going well, and immediately backed away.

In that black literary atmosphere, two attacks suddenly swayed at this moment. Song Junwu and the two were too close, and they took the blow heavily at once.

The two of them had lost a lot of writing power just now, and as if they were hit hard at this moment, they both spit out blood, splashed out, and their faces were horrified.

And there were several wild laughter in the black air.

"Hahaha, so this is power. This is the power that I have studied hard for 20 years, but I can't get it!"

"Song Mu, today, you should die here!"

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