Chapter 586: Difficult, Use the Power of the Wenyun Orb

Ci Song recited a war poem again, and then he saw the thunder bow in the hands of the shadow behind him turn into a long sword. The golden thunder on the long sword flashed, as if a thunder dragon was swimming in it.

"cut!"

Ci Song's long sword pointed to the sky, and the shadow behind him also raised the long sword in his hand, the tip of the sword pointed to the sky, and a chilling air reverberated between heaven and earth.

"die!"

Ci Song shouted angrily, and the shadow behind him simultaneously waved the long sword in his hand. A sword energy a hundred feet long suddenly condensed and slashed towards the captured dragon claw.

The sword energy and dragon claws struck together fiercely in the air, making a deafening roar. The terrifying sword energy and dragon energy collided with each other, as if they were going to tear the entire sky apart.

"hold head high!"

A shrill dragon roar sounded, and the giant green dragon roared in pain. Its dragon claws were torn apart by the sword energy, and the green energy was scattered.

The sword energy continued to strike towards the head of the giant blue dragon, as if to kill it with one strike.

"When the wind rises, the dragon returns!"

Li Fei and Han Si shouted angrily at the same time, quickly forming seals with their hands, and the giant cyan dragon let out a high-pitched roar. They quickly dodged and turned into a stream of cyan light, evading the attack of the sword energy.

The giant cyan dragon returned to the ocean of talent, circling and dancing in it. The roar of the dragon shook the heavens and the earth, and the sharp claws that had been chopped off instantly returned to their original state.

When Ci Song saw this, a solemn look flashed in his eyes. The talent consumed in maintaining the vision of war poems far exceeded his imagination. At present, his talent is only about 30% left. If he continues to consume it, he may not be dead. If you are a dragon, you will lose because your talents are exhausted.

"My dear friend Ci, would you like to listen to what I have to say?"

Perhaps the mirage was aware of Ci Song's difficulties, and then its voice reached Ci Song's ears, "Now that your literary realm has reached Hanlin, your body is strong enough to withstand the talent you previously stored in the literary treasure. I have communicated with the senior in Zhuzhong and he has agreed."

"But if you use the talent in the Wen Yun Orb, it will leak the breath of the Wen Yun Orb. This will make it even more troublesome." Ci Song replied.

In fact, he also has another way, which is the fake "Wen Yun Orb" lying in his jade pendant. He had studied it with Mirage before. Although Mirage didn't know much about the Yin Yang family's spells, Mirage finally figured out the general principle of the false "Orb of Cultural Fortune".

To put it bluntly, the function of the "Orb of Literary Yun" is similar to that of Tianguan talent. They both use talent to forcibly elevate their realm, while Tianguan talent is retained in Tianguan. If Tianguan is left, the talent will dissipate from the literati.

The fakes created by the Yin Yang family use spells to seal talents in the "Wen Yun Orb". The user can form a link with it through his own talents, and then improve his own cultivation. The user cannot actively cut off the link. Only when the talent in the orb is exhausted, the user's talent will drop, followed by various side effects. It is a trivial matter, such as excruciating pain. The most serious one may cause the Dantian to be shattered and completely reduce to an ordinary person.

The one that Ci Song seized from Xingxu can elevate the user's cultivation level to the realm of literary giants, and the talent in it is at least 70%. Ci Song should use it at critical moments, not now.

Mirage understood Ci Song's worries, and immediately responded: "It doesn't matter, I swallowed the Ghost Ancestor ghost earlier and fell asleep for a long time. Now the power of this remnant soul has been restored to ten million parts of my original soul. I can take it. The aura of the mirage dragon flows through your body, completely covering up the aura of the Wen Yun Orb, so that no one can detect it. "

"If others ask, you only need to say that you received another blessing from the Mirage Dragon in the Sleeping Dragon Land of Fenglin Continent."

After Ci Song heard this, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and he responded: "In that case, please lend me the talent in the Wen Yun Orb. Today, I will definitely slay the dragon!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ci Song's mind sank into the sea of ​​consciousness, and he immediately saw that the Wen Yun Orb originally suspended in his dantian was emitting a faint golden light, and a majestic talent emanated from it, pouring out. Enter the body of Ci Song.

"boom!"

With the influx of majestic talent, Ci Song's aura surged instantly, and nearly half of the talent that had been consumed was restored at a speed visible to the naked eye. Within a few breaths, he had returned to his peak state.

"hold head high!"

A high-pitched dragon roar sounded from behind Ci Song, followed by a purple mirage dragon shadow, which circled and intertwined, protecting Ci Song's entire body.

"Why did little friend Ci's talent suddenly recover?"

"That is Lord Mirage Dragon's shadow. It seems that the opportunity that little friend Ci has obtained is far beyond our imagination."

Han Si and Li Fei felt the majestic talent of Ci Song and the phantom of the purple mirage, and their hearts "thumped", but the movements of their hands were not slow, and they quickly formed seals with both hands to control the cyan. The giant dragon kills Ci Song.

"The plan to join the army in the extreme region is hopeless, and the hatred in the southeast is full of words and notes."

"A flute and a sword can bring down a business, and he will suffer from a reputation of madness for fifteen years."

Ci Song once again recited a war poem, and his majestic talent merged with the previously summoned phantom. A long sword also appeared in the left hand of the phantom, with a faint aura exuding from the sword. The purple light exudes endless sharpness.

At the same time, another stream of talent flew out, and then merged with the proud plum jade flute played by Mo Yao. Just when Mo Yao was suspicious, the next moment, the proud plum jade flute sounded on its own.

The sound of the flute was like weeping and complaining, revealing an endless sense of desolation, as if a veteran soldier who had experienced hundreds of battles was telling his life experience.

Mo Yao immediately understood that this was caused by Ci Song's war poem vision, and then took out a guqin from the jade pendant, placed it on the ground, and then sat on the ground, activated his talent, and began to play. The sound of the guqin came out, the melody was sad, the music was melodious, and the emotions were sad and deep.

Ci Song heard the song that Mo Yao played, the name was: "Mo Zi Bei Si".

With the coordination of the guqin and flute music, Ci Song clearly felt that his talent could not help but become active, as if he was encouraged, and the aura of the war poem phantom became stronger.

"Ang!"

The purple mirage dragon phantom roared, and then merged with Ci Song's body, and saw that the talent in Ci Song's hands, which was originally golden, had turned into black and white at some point, and then turned into black and white dragons, perched on his arms.

This time, the black and white dragons were different from the previous ones. With the blessing of the mirage dragon's talent, the twin dragons, which were originally somewhat illusory, became extremely solid, just like real dragons.

"Vertical and horizontal integration."

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