This was the first time that Song Mucai had seen a literary man with such magical powers.
Fang Mingyuan, standing in the sky, was like a god in the sky at this moment.
Song Mu suppressed the shock in his heart and looked at Tao Fengming beside him. Before he could say anything, he suddenly noticed that the ground was shaking a little.
The next moment, Song Mu felt that the literary power in his body seemed to be operating in an obscure manner.
At this moment, Tao Fengming, who was looking at the unknown place with confusion, also withdrew his gaze and frowned suddenly.
"Array?"
After the words fell, I saw two beautiful figures appearing in the sky again. Their bodies were shining with light, but they were also holding magic weapons, and they were attacking the surroundings one after another.
He Shilin and Wang are also on full fire!
The earth shook and the mountains shook, and the entire Yuzhang City seemed to have fallen into the vast ocean of literary power.
The people were already crouching and shivering, as if the end was coming.
"The Demon Sect has chosen a good time. Such a large formation can absorb the fear of the people, and there are so many high-level scholars in the city. This time, it will shock the great scholars!"
Tao Fengming had also noticed the strange phenomenon in the sky, and his expression became more serious than ever before.
At this moment, when Song Mu heard Tao Fengming's words, the expression on 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 pocket and hurriedly wrote the words on it while talking to Song Mu.
"The demon sect can enhance the magic power through negative emotions, but it can only be said to be a steady stream, and it is far from reaching the realm of rapid breakthrough. But now in Yuzhang City, the provincial examination has just passed, and so many candidates have just reached the realm."
"Master means that although these literati have the ability to lift people, they have not yet been able to display the power of lifting people."
After saying this, Song Mu suddenly exclaimed.
This matter has completely exceeded Song Mu's expectations. Nowadays, the city is full of scholar candidates, just like the existence of experience packs, and so many fallen candidates from the Demon Cult are just at the time when they are hungry for power...
The scene in the prison is still vivid in my mind.
This is a shocking catastrophe.
"Master, are we here in the wrong place?"
Song Mu asked this question again, feeling a little angry in his heart. However, Tao Fengming had already written down a few pieces of paper, stuffed them into Song Mu's hands, and said with a firm gaze.
"This matter may have something to do with you. I did sense the aura of the great demon on the road. I thought that the other party would retreat when we arrived in this city, but it seems that I was wrong."
Saying this, Tao Fengming warned Song Mu.
"Stick to your heart, remember my words, and don't act out of emotion. This time we can just protect ourselves. When the storm fills the city, it won't be long before the literati of the Great Dao come to our aid."
Song Mu's expression became a little more relaxed at this moment, but now he asked.
"So how are we doing now?"
Tao Fengming looked into the darkness to one side again, and then pointed to the west with Song Mu.
"Let's get out of the city as quickly as possible."
Song Mu nodded, and the two of them immediately took steps, walking through the streets, heading towards the west of the city.
At this moment, the road was full of people who had been knocked unconscious. There were soldiers cleaning up the surroundings, but their expressions were heavy, and the words on their armors were shining brightly.
Even some talented people looked a little frustrated at this moment, and even meditated directly on the street.
The power of the unknown formation has spread, not only suppressing the literary power of low-level scholars, but also causing them to be constantly stimulated by the demonic energy and their emotions surge.
Suddenly, a full-armored soldier on the street suddenly shouted loudly, and then the literary energy around his body surged, but in just the next moment, the literary energy pouring out of his body had turned black.
The literary spirit is possessed, and it is possessed passively!
The scholarly sergeant screamed, and two Juren lieutenants around him rushed forward. They each recited poems and injected strands of literary power into the man's body.
It took two people to stop the scholar from becoming possessed.
Song Mu was frightened and kept walking, but suddenly he heard an angry shout coming from behind him.
"Song Mu! Accept your fate!"
That was an extremely familiar roar. Just now, Song Mu had been threatened in this way.
This was the same person. Song Mu didn't even need to look back to know that it was Song Liwen!
But before Song Mu could react, Song Mu only felt an attack coming from behind. Song Mu jumped up and saw a sword flash past, then hit the stone wall on one side hard.
Song Mu stopped and looked up, his brows darkening.
On the street, Song Liwen, dressed in white, was already standing in the middle of the street, literary energy spurting out of his body. At this moment, he had two bloody tears on his face, his eyes were sternly scanning, and the sword in his hand was still there.
Exudes power.
"Song Liwen, I said, one thing must be resolved for the other!"
"Shuzi! It doesn't matter what you do today. I want to fight with you. Today I won't fight for your position, I will fight for my life!"
A low voice interrupted Song Mu's words, and Song Liwen seemed to squeeze out these words from his chest, with a pair of terrifying eyes.
"What's the Shiyang Song family? What's Jinke Jieyuan? What's the proud son of heaven? Today I want to avenge my father, and I want to trample you under my feet!"
"There may be someone in this world who is better than me, but it can't be you!"
Song Liwen screamed, and the literary energy around him rushed out again, like a strong wind sweeping away. His white robes surged up all over his body, and his ferocious face revealed a mouth of white teeth that suddenly turned bloody.
Song Mu immediately made a gesture, but the next moment his pupils shrank.
I saw that Song Liwen's literary aura suddenly changed color. At this moment, the pure white literary aura turned into ink.
Possessed!
"Stop him immediately!"
Tao Fengming, who was next to him, immediately shouted loudly. Song Mu stepped forward quickly, while the veins on Song Liwen's face suddenly bulged, and two bloody tear tracks gushed out black.
On one side of the street, two figures came quickly, they were two military officers.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! They were faster than Song Mu. They each released a long dragon of literary energy and wrapped Song Liwen heavily. At the same time, one of the lieutenants shouted at him.
"Boy, hold on tight and work with me to drive away the evil spirit!"
The person who spoke was none other than Song Junwu, whom Song Mu had known before.
After the words fell, Song Junwu and another person had already thrown out several Qingming poems at the same time. Now they were chanting loudly, and the literary power in their bodies rushed towards Song Liwen without hesitation.
They wanted to try their best to save this man who was contaminated by evil spirits.
Seeing this situation, Song Mu immediately took out two pieces of Qingming poems from his arms and wanted to inspire them immediately.
But Tao Fengming, who was standing far behind him, seemed to suddenly feel something and raised his hand in warning.
"Quickly retreat, this person is not passively possessed by the devil, he is actively stimulating the devilish energy!"
"He has fallen into the devil's way! He has become a fallen scholar!"
As soon as Tao Fengming's warning voice came, he saw a black light emanating from the layers of cultural energy, and the pressure within it was actually growing layer by layer!
It's like adding a pile of earth to a mountain, but at this moment, the mound has turned into a towering mountain.
Song Mu suddenly stopped his steps, and Song Junwu and Song Junwu immediately retreated when they saw that the situation was not good.
In the black literary energy, two attacks suddenly came out at this moment. Song Junwu and Song Junwu were too close, and they took the blow heavily.
The two of them had just lost a lot of their literary energy, and now they were vomiting blood as if they were hit hard, and blood spattered out, their expressions were horrified.
And there were already several bursts of laughter coming from the black air.
"Hahaha, it turns out that this is power. This is the power that I have been studying hard for twenty years and still can't get it!"