Chapter 275 (1/2)

On the white avalanche slope, two rows of green pines opened up a road, stretching more than 60 feet. The people ran up quickly.

”The poem of one person calls the tree of seven people. We have a chance to climb the top!”

”Poetry can reach 60 Zhang at the beginning, and can reach more than 30 Zhang later. There is a great possibility of reaching the top at last!”

”Those demons are really miserable.”

Several people looked around as they ran.

The twelve demon families in front were the most unlucky. When the ”green pines were straight and straight”, the pine trees emerging from the ground lifted the six demons off the ground, so that they could not grasp the ground. Then the power of ”when the snow melted” was formed, and the snowy water more turbulent than the avalanche rushed down, which immediately hurt their whole body and fell at a high speed.

And those demons who followed the Terran and waited for the opportunity were also destroyed.

The saint demon pretty is better. Even if it is impacted, it also has strong Qi and blood power to protect itself, but the ordinary demon pretty is miserable.

Fang Yun saw with his own eyes that several demon families following the son of tiger man were instantly broken through the blood protection by snow and water, and their bodies were crushed.

The power of this avalanche is not formed naturally, but formed under the action of the comet corridor. It can maintain high speed at both the top and bottom of the mountain. The density of snow water is at least five times that of ordinary snow, and the destructive power is increased more.

The snow soon condensed into broken ice. Broken ice was no different from stones at that speed, resulting in heavy damage to all the demons behind the Terran route.

”Not war poetry is better than war poetry!” Han Shoulu praised.

They hurried to the end of the new road. Fang Yun continued to order. They repeated the previous poems with their little talent, turning emptiness into reality and moving on.

After a while, the crowd looked at Fang Yun. Now it was his turn.

”It's still the song of snow pressing the pine. You can't waste your talent.”

Fang Yun nodded and repeated Qingsong. Because it was not the first song, its power was reduced by half, but it still lasted more than 30 feet. The poem still made everyone feel amazing. The gloomy pine tree was indomitable and swept away all their pessimism.

The people continued to climb. Every time it was Fang Yun's turn to write Qingsong again, they had more hope.

After the three holy sons of the demon family, several holy sons and a few holy demon barbarians ascended the top one after another. After the wolf barbarian holy son left the top, he said a word to a holy cow barbarian around him, then smiled at Fang yunyin, left quickly and disappeared in the third corridor.

Fang Yun and others hurried along without paying attention to the demons.

Not long after, all the people looked up the slope and saw that those holy demons suddenly roared one after another. They simply talked in demon language that everyone could understand. They all changed their colors after listening to it.

”No! Too many demons are killed and injured by us. They want to learn from us! Fang Yun, find a way!” Li Fanming shouted softly.

When they looked up, they saw that the last thirty Saint demon barbarians above began to concentrate quickly. When they went to the top of the Terran, all the blood demon barbarians in the demon world came, while those Saint star demon barbarians hid far away.

Those blood demons suddenly began to release a lot of Qi and blood, forming a hot force to melt the surrounding snow.

Fang Yun looked the same, but his eyes flashed a flash of urgency, because the more than 30 Saint demons did their best to release their blood, turned a large amount of snow into water, and then condensed into ice.

The demon man is actually treating him in his own way.

The falling snow turns into broken ice. Now only a few snow turns into broken ice. If you don't stop it, more than half of the snow in front will turn into broken ice after 100% interest. At that time, even if there is the force of heavy snow pressing green pines, it will be washed away by a large amount of broken ice in an instant.

Several people were shocked. So many holy demons joined hands. If the stone lions guarding the comet corridor did not stop them, they would die.

”Sure enough, you can't underestimate the saint demon man!”

Fang Yun took a deep breath and raised his pen to write.

”In the cold weather, Qionghua is as sharp as a knife, and a green tree rushes into the sky. I don't know whether the snow is winter, but I see willow catkins floating in spring.”

There seemed to be a brief calm ahead, and then all the ice and snow were blown up by invisible forces, becoming light and floating, like catkins flying to both sides.

The saint demon man in front is as light as snow and ice, like catkins, flying to both sides and can no longer threaten Fang Yun and others.

Everyone was overjoyed.

”Good poem! Especially the sentence 'I don't know if snow and ice are winter color', the meaning of pine and cypress's contempt for the cold winter is immediately in front of me.”

”First compare snowflakes to Qionghua. They look beautiful, but they are like blades in winter. When the brush edge turns, they write about the state of pines and cypresses. They don't put snow and ice in their eyes at all. They should only be catkins, which reverses the heroism of the season. They can be called really proud snow!”

”The third corridor is over!” Yan Yukong smiled.

Without the obstruction of the Holy Family and the demon family, the road behind is very smooth. Although there are fewer and fewer talents, everyone is full of confidence because there is Fang Yun.

Finally, they climbed the avalanche slope.

At the moment of stepping on the top of the mountain, everyone breathed a long breath.

Shitang simply sat on the ground and said, ”I'm too tired. I'll have a rest first.”