I Turned Out To Be a Peerless Expert

　　 The gloomy and misty world.

The other scholars were all huddled in the Wen Palace. Huang Miaozhi, who was in the position of the eye, stood proudly on the top of the Tianqing Wen Palace. The blue luan bird on the eaves seemed to have come alive, and it was constantly burning and spewing out the scorching blue flames. The black mist was burnt to evaporate.

　　 With a straight face, Linghufu in a moon-white robe sat in the center of the Wen Palace, with a Zhou Tianxing phantom hanging in front of him, and his fingers controlled it to rotate in a mysterious trajectory.

　　 Scarlet Wengong continued to attack the formation.

　　 Those monster races didn't want their lives one by one, even if Wen Gong was wiped out and the primordial spirit dissipated, they didn't give everyone a chance to breathe.

　　Linghufu gave full play to his steady temperament, controlling the formations as impenetrable, and never took the initiative to attack, even if a few Scarlet Wen Palace broke through the line of defense, it disappeared in an instant.

　　 "It's boring, I haven't done anything yet, these monsters' literary palaces are fakes after all."

　　 Huang Miaozhi couldn't help but cocked his tail, eager to try to jump out.

　　 Imagine a town country poem that swept away all monsters, met with cold eyebrows, helped the mansion to turn the tide, and turned the tide on it. What a peerless demeanor.

　　 just brain tonic, it makes people excited.

　　 What is crazy life (backward).

　　 "Wonderful you... just too easy to get overwhelmed."

Linghufu sighed and said in a deep voice: "Don't forget, these are just scholars who were replaced by civet cats for the crown prince. The right image has not yet taken action. Even if he has been banned by the sage, the second-grade cultivation level is also true. The skinny camel is bigger than a horse, and once he takes the shot himself, our big formation will be broken in no time.

　　 Besides, we don't even know where we are now, and there may be some behind the scenes. .

　　 Just now, I saw many creatures in the dark mist, all of them are terrifying unknown existences. Fortunately, I am too small and people didn't take me seriously. "

　　 "The man behind the scenes?"

　　 Huang Miaozhi frowned.

　　 "Yes, most of the scholars are not of high grades. They are only temporarily safe by relying on the magic of the formation and you are in the center of the town."

　　 Linghufu looked deeply at the depths of the black mist, "Why does the culture of Yandu disappear? Do you think Ji Lang is capable of this?

　　 Even if the fairy descends to the earth, it is difficult to do this. "

　　 "You mean that behind this is..."

　　 Huang Miaozhi's eyes froze for a moment.

　　 But he did not show fear as he imagined. Instead, he stood up and said proudly: "Hmph, I didn't think it was wrong. His theory was selfish and wrong, and I wanted to scold him a long time ago!"

　　 Linghufu's mouth twitched.

　　 "You can play slowly, maybe that person can really hear it."

　　 "What are you afraid of? He said the same to me!"

　　 Huang Miaozhi was not afraid of it, and then coughed lightly: "But I'm not full of wings now, what should we do now?"

　　 "I think our hope is the mysterious Li brother."

　　 "He?"

　　 Huang Miaozhi is a little surprised.

　　 Speaking of which, Brother Li hasn't come in yet.

　　 In his impression, Li Xuan is the same crazy life as him, dare to call Qingtian change the sun and the moon.

　　 There should be no fear.

　　 Linghu Fu talked about Li Xuan, shook his head slightly and said: "Up to now, I have not seen him thoroughly, but this person should know more inside stories than us, and may even have planned earlier."

　　 Huang Miaozhi nodded.

　　 It seems that Brother Li is not only mad, but also steady and mad.

　　 Even Linghufu can't see through it, that means this person does have something.

at this time.

　　 A literary palace with a **** smell slowly appeared from a distance, suppressed in the direction of the Star Dou Great Array, the door of the literary palace opened, Yang Shanjun shouldered his hands indifferently, chanting "Confucianism".

　　 The classic articles that everyone used to study hard, now read from the mouth of the blood demon with a strange taste.

　　 Countless dark talents fell into the ground, turning the soil buried below, countless bones were rolled out, condensed into a mountain of bones, and pressed down towards the star formation.

　　 Linghu Fu's expression was awkward, and he immediately closed his palms together, and the halo of the star formation suddenly condensed into one piece.

　　 "Boom!"

The deafening collision sounded in the ears, Xinghui was pressed into a dangerous angle, and deep cracks appeared in the concave part of the middle. All the scholars in the palace vomited blood, and their hearts were huge. shock.

　　 Second-Rank Great Demon, it's too scary for them.

　　 The distance in it is like a sky moat.

　　 "Children, go in and feast on it!"

Yang Shanjun's figure emerged from the bones. He has now revealed his true body. He is a gray fox that can hardly be squeezed in the palace. He is wearing a chain made of words and is firmly bound and dirty. Talent slowly spread from him.

　　 "Your group of ants-like things can actually block my blow. This star formation is indeed extraordinary. Linghufu and Huang Miaozhi are two high-level scholars in time."

　　 "You really are a monster!"

　　 Linghufu's face is ugly.

　　 He had observed the scholarly teaching next to Ji Lang before, and knew that this person must be strange.

　　 But I never expected it to be a second-tier monster!

　　 Without Ji Lang's action, this big fox can already sweep the audience, and this kind of monster is actually a teacher of the White Horse Academy. Has Yan all been infiltrated to this level?

　　 The foxes in the Wen Palace all made a sharp laugh, and crawled in along the crack that had just been smashed out.

　　 But Yang Shanjun glanced across all the palaces, as if searching for something.

　　 "Second product, haha."

　　 A bohemian voice came from the center of the literary palace, "Today, I am Huang Miaozhi, I will kill the demon to correct my human culture!"

"Ok?"

Jun Yangshan turned his gaze towards him, and he immediately sneered, "Huang Miaozhi, right? You have a good talent. I have specifically asked the right to leave your palace to me. If it's another twenty years, I will see you." You may have to take a detour, but now you are still too tender."

　　 Huang Miaozhi ignored him and walked out with his hands on his back.

　　 faintly read a poem in his mouth.

　　"Opening the heavy house in the right position, the fire bead volleyed out.

　　 Two moons are full at night, and a star is lonely after dawn. "

　　 A series of meteors condensed by talent spread, and rose up against the wind, tracing an elusive trajectory, and slowly becoming bigger under the infusion of talent.

The original author will get a great bonus when he recites the battle poems. In addition, Huang Miaozhi’s palace is also a Qingluan. He is born with fire. When the poem appears, he will spread his wings and fly high, and a thin wave of inflammation sways under his wings. , In the sky, a fiery blue sun formed.

The meaning of scorching heat has not been stimulated, and it has already caused huge damage to the pouring foxes. Under the scorching light, those blood-colored palaces have a tendency to melt, and even the blood demon primordial spirit in them is also covered in fire. .

　　 "Zhen Guo Shi...I still underestimate you."

　　Yang Shanjun was slightly startled, and then he showed satisfaction. He looked at the Wengong surrounded by blue birds, and his eyes showed obsessiveness.

　　 He didn't evade his edge temporarily, but threw himself into the flames with a swoop.

　　 The scorching green flame burned the hair to bend and scorched, and even began to evaporate his soul, but Yangshan Jun had no pain on his face, but rather enjoyed it.

　　 Because the chains are softening, drops of ink-like liquid drip down the chains, and the chains creak.

　　 Huang Mianzhi's expression suddenly changed drastically.

　　He didn't expect that the reason Yangshan Jun was called Yangshan Jun would actually be able to resist Qingluan's blessed poems about the Zhenuo War.

　　If Yangshan Jun used any means, it would be okay, they would take a bath directly in the sea of ​​fire.

　　‘I don’t allow you to be mader than me...’

　　 Huang Miaozhi took a deep breath.

　　 The temperament is suppressed, so can you bear it?

　　 Qingluan volleyed into the sky, and suddenly got into the Qingyang of Zhenguo Poetry, with a full seven feet of talent, even engulfing the talents of other cultural palaces around.

　　 "Wonderful, don't!"

　　 Linghufu suddenly understood what the big fox wanted to do, and suddenly his pupils shrank and stopped Huang Miaozhi loudly.

　　 But he said it was late after all.

　　 "Hahaha, Huang Miaozhi, thank you Chengquan!"

　　 Yang Shanjun looks up to the sky and roars.

　　 He wants to break free from the cage, no longer controlled by others!

　　 Qingyang hit his chest and burned the soul into a big hole. The fox's face was terribly painful, but his eyes were completely mad and surprised.

　　 "Pattern—"

　　 The chain is broken.

　　 "Hehehehe..."

　　 His whole body was scorched and his hair was burned to bald. Yang Shanjun, who looked miserable, laughed instead, like a prisoner seeing the sun again.

　　His figure shrank suddenly, and under everyone's eyes, he got into the palace of a new student.

　　 only heard a miserable scream from inside, and quickly fell silent.

　　The bright and clean Wen Palace was replaced by obscure and dirty talent.

　　 "This blood demon can actually devour other people's cultural palace?"

　　 "What kind of alien is this? It's the enemy of Wen Dao!"

　　 "Huang Miaozhi, see what you have done!"

　　 Many of the students were biliary and had lost the courage to resist, and watched the grey fox's aura grow stronger.

　　 Huang Miaozhi is slightly absent.

How could this be?

　　 pretended to beep in less than three seconds, and it was clearly calculated.

　　 "Hahaha, what is Ji Lang? After eating your literary palace, the literary palace of the man of heaven is also in my bag."

　　The voice of Yang Shanjun's wanton laughter came from the dark and dark palace.

　　 He is so proud.

　　 He knows the semi-saint character very well, and he only favors useful people. If he swallows the mansion of the Mandate of Heaven, what is the matter of breaking the chains today? On the contrary, he would be appreciated!

　　Because, this shows that Yangshan-kun is more useful than Jirou!

　　 is right now.

　　 Suddenly there was a thunder and lightning in the sky.

　　 Everyone raised their heads.

　　 Yang Shanjun looked up to the sky and was stunned.

　　 That is also a literary palace.

　　 is cast in bronze, with supreme majesty, majestic like a heavenly palace, and the black mist disappears like a nemesis wherever it passes.

　　 There is no literary spirit in it, but...

　　 It is the hanging starlight that suppresses Wen Gong, a starlight that this generation of scholars has never seen in their lives.

　　 Wenquxing!

　　 Other than that, the complexity is like galaxy's famous poems, each one is as brilliant as Huang Miaozhi's green sun, and some are even more magnificent and mysterious.

　　 Ordinary people are already great with just one, but between this literary palace, it is suspended around like dust, interlacing into two slowly moving light belts, which roughly seems to be countless.

　　 The murals and seals on it are all saints and sages. The ancient, heavy and vast atmosphere is almost trembling.

　　 This literary palace is too magnificent.

　　 Even the largest Chinese palace of scholars, in front of this bronze hall is like a grain of sand, it is almost suspect that gods and demons live in it.

　　 Mr. Yang Shan who was laughing wildly just now, his voice seemed to be pinched in his neck by a hand.

　　 The child was a little frightened.

　　 This is beyond his understanding.

　　Don't say that this bronze hall is indestructible, time can't be wiped out, even if it is made of lard, he will not be able to eat a step for a lifetime.

　　 swallow?

　　 swallow a chicken feather!

　　Yangshan-kun swallowed.

　　 Hastily.

　　 "Boom!!"

　　 A literary star fell, directly crushing Yang Shanjun into nothingness, not to mention resisting, even a finger movement could not do it.

　　 Pretending to be the second-tier big demon Yang Shanjun, who was beeping for less than three seconds, disappeared in smoke.

　　 "Complete..... Zhou Tian's star battle array?"

　　 Linghu Fu murmured ~www.wuxiaspot.com~This is...Li brother's palace? ? "

　　 Huang Miaozhi also recognized it, after all, the shape of this bronze hall is impressive.

　　 mad...

　　He can't get up mad.

　　 Thinking of him and Brother Li...Ah no, Senior Li’s tone of voice, Huang Miaozhi thought carefully, now if he apologizes, can it be passed to the bronze hall.

　　 Huang Miaozhi is really dazed.

"Ugh."

　　 Linghufu sighed softly.

　　 He thought that what was waiting was rescue, and everyone worked together to overcome evil.

　　 Things turned out to be much simpler than he thought. Brother Li was the big horror. He may have simply ignored them before.

　　The gods and demons can hardly care about the ants.

　　 Maybe my own ants are a little familiar, so I can help them.

　　PS: Here comes...Weakly ask for votes.

　　 Hmm... Actually, it is not very short recently. There are still 4,000-character chapters every day. The brain supplement cross-server chat session is really difficult to write. When the logic collapses, the characters become fools.

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