The calm sea surface once again broke into rough waves. The sky was high and the clouds were vast in the distance. In the blink of an eye, it was completely obscured by the rolling waves.
The power of the stars surged out from the surroundings at this moment, and everyone couldn't help but scream in surprise, and the surging power had already poured into the octopus shadow in just a moment.
Words surged around Song Mu, and the superimposed power of the three poems made Song Mu almost able to withstand it, but the advantage he had just reversed suddenly changed hands.
Although the Dragon God at this moment is just a clone, it has already caused turmoil in the world.
When everyone's hearts were in shock, Ji Zezhu, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly sent a message to Song Mu at this moment.
"It stirred up the pure power of the core fragment of the sky star."
Song Mu raised his eyebrows, and Ji Zezhu's tone was also a little surprised.
"And it's not that simple. I don't seem to be able to intervene at will with this power."
Song Mu's heart sank when he heard this. He originally thought that Jie Zezhu might be able to bring about a change at this moment, but now it seems that the Dragon God in front of him has already taken control of the fragment of the sky star.
"Is it possible that it has already refined the fragment of the sky star?"
The only change during the period is that the octopus shadow is slowly moving forward.
Tao Lingdong was not distracted for a moment.
But this white water demon boy came again swinging two tentacles. Xiang Helai didn't have any time to think. At this moment, he was so energetic that he fled far away. The tentacles in the sky had not yet arrived.
"Brother Han, I'm trying my best right now, how can I wait longer!"
And as those poems were completed, a tangible wave moved towards the surroundings.
At that moment, neither of them had a deep sense of crisis.
Such a strange place is so beautiful, both real and fake, mysterious and mysterious.
"Its power is already endless..."
Kong Xiao was still flying away, but at the last moment a tentacle swept out from one side out of thin air.
Song Mu and others who were fighting fiercely were shocked when they saw this situation.
Blood dyed his clothes red, and the red shadow put on a defensive posture, but the voice of Jie Zezhu rang in Xiang He's ears again.
This is the resonance of poetry in the sky. Each word seems to be not all the things in the sky, but transformed into all things on the small earth as nourished by the power of thoughts.
"careful!"
"Xiang He!"
Tao Shizong once guessed a wonderful situation in the mysterious skills of foreign lands.
If you think about my home and reach that point, this piece of sky may be completely controlled by me!"
Song Mu roared angrily at this moment, and the monstrous shadow stepped forward and directly caught the attack of one tentacle. Kong Xiaoliang also came from the other side, swung his sword at this moment, and the huge force shook away another tentacle.
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Immediately came "Spring Day", "Mountain Journey", "Quequatrains"...
Xiang He's ability is nothing more than a genius.
However, the commotion around them was even more intense. At this moment, Song Mu and others only launched a few attacks, cutting off the peaks and filling the valleys. The world was swept away by eight low-level phantoms.
Kong Xiao picked up his pen and put it down, and all he wrote were the famous poems of the heavenly poets.
Kong Xiao, who was nearby, saw Xiang He being hit. He was so angry that his strength surged again, and he shouted towards Kong Xiaoliang.
But almost at the last moment, an extremely anxious voice suddenly reached Xiang He's ears.
With all the power rising in that sea area, Xiang He's phantom did not immediately join the battle with the white water demon boy, but suddenly condensed a brush in the phantom's hand.
The two phantoms glowed even brighter, one on the right and one on the left, holding swords and knives, heading towards the white water demon boy.
Tao Lingdong already had a solemn look on his face. Without the power of the Heavenly Star, the White Water Demon Boy was even stronger than the White Dragon King of the East China Sea Dragon Clan.
The starting point is "Preface to Prince Teng's Pavilion", which was completed in the blink of an eye.
Xiang He's face flashed, and the words all over his body flickered for a moment, and then he quickly moved away to the side.
When the beautiful scenery appeared in that place, the white water demon boy suddenly felt that it was right. The power he could absorb from the deep sea had not been fully used when that strange place appeared.
"Help Xiang He escape."
Song Mu rushed back and saw Xiang He's body coming towards him. Although he was relieved at this moment, he could only fight with all his strength.
Xiang He stabilized his body and did not hold back at this moment. When the power in his body was released, the gurgling power rippled around him. Then he muttered words again, and the words of "Song of Righteousness" were surrounding him. The last moment
It forms a low shadow.
"Those methods have not yet cut off its control over the fragments of the star."
Such a scene, but I never thought that I would see it under a junior.
The violent impact made Xiang He fly upside down like a kite with its string broken.
"When I get a chance, I'll go down and test it out."
The tentacles reached behind Xiang He's face in an instant, and then struck hard.
Suddenly, a pure white dragon sprang out from it, its body entangled, and a pair of white eyes instantly locked onto Xiang He.
The waves on his feet were extremely flat, but Xiang He could barely avoid it. When this huge force swept past his side, the light of the words surrounding him became much brighter.
Tao Lingdong was quite untouched at this moment.
"This fragment of the sky star is about to be refined by it."
It was a completely natural and strange environment.
When the tip of the pen is lifted, a virtuous poem is written.
Hearing the roar of the dragon, Xiang He suddenly discovered that the water in the lake condensed by his home was churning.
The red phantom came across the sea, its power dispelling everything.
The sound of the dragon's roar sounded again, but this power rushed directly into Kong Xiao's mind. Xiang He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood as if he had been hit hard.
The tentacles slapped the ground, and the white water demon boy could not help but be amazed by it.
The colorful brilliance shone in all directions, and the sky and the earth changed colors in the blink of an eye.
Song Mu frowned slightly, feeling at this moment that Ji Zezhu might have taken a risk, but before Song Mu could respond, Tao Lingdong's warning from the sky had arrived.
Xiang He suddenly groaned and rolled on the sea surface for a moment before regaining his balance.
Ji Zezhu's voice was trembling, and Xiang He's movements in controlling the shadow also moved. The last moment Kong Xiao heard a dragon roar.
At this moment, among the eight phantoms in the sea, Xiang He did not escape as Song Mu expected.
"Old guy, he dares!"
The pen in Kong Xiao's hand still hasn't stopped, and each poem has been completed. Although his mental power has been consumed to a small extent, the surrounding alien environment has not yet become more stable.
"Your Majesty, leave quickly!"
Song Mu suddenly raised his head, only to see a tentacle covering the sky hanging down, surrounded by the power of the stars, and the strong wind was strong below, sweeping towards Xiang He at this moment.
Song Mu and others immediately realized the opportunity and launched attacks on the White Water Demon Child.
In the blink of an eye, low buildings rise from the sea, bluebirds fly from the eaves of the buildings, birds sing in the mountains, peaks stand tall, and the spring sun warms you again.
It was as if the connection between himself and the star fragment was suddenly interrupted when everything around him appeared.