I Have An Impenetrable Fortress

Seeing Ying Xiao, my two Taoist schools have learned together, Shen Herong rarely shows disgust.

“Looking at it, it’s awkward.” While she was speaking, Wenhua’s talent condensed into pen and ink, and then she waved in the air.

The thick ink instantly shades half of the sky, bringing everything into the darkness of ink.

Ying should laugh at my lightsaber condensed from pure Yang True Fire. It was immediately engulfed by thick ink, and its brilliance dimmed.

The black and white sword energy on the other side continues to kill Shen Herong reluctantly.

Shen Herong’s head turned over the pages of the Wenhua Baoju scroll to accommodate this sword energy.

Sword energy falls on the paper, and it is still alive and shuttles.

But he is always bound on the paper and cannot break free.

Shen Herong raised his finger and wrote in the air.

The thick ink covering half of the sky suddenly turned into numerous ink characters.

Exactly the same handwriting.

For a time, in midair, only thousands of “文” characters appeared.

These “wen” characters, gathered together, seemed to form a torrent, and quickly pressed in front of Ying Xiao.

Ying laughed when I raised my hand, Black and White Qi changed and re-weaved into a Tai Chi Fu Mo figure, blocking the torrent of pen and ink in front of me.

With his other hand, he pinches another secret art.

So, the Taoism that is completely different from the Grand Purity Palace inheritance emerged.

True Fire of ray of milky white floats, and then condenses into a Fire Dragon, Dragon’s roar shakes Nine Heavens and breaks the sea of ​​ink.

But before the Heavenly Fire dragon who should laugh at me pounced in front of Shen Herong, there was an ink-black dragon, which also flew out of the sea of ​​ink, and then intercepted the milk-white Fire Dragon.

One black one white, two long dragons with one water and one fire, criss-crossed endlessly in mid-air, fighting endlessly.

Shen Herong’s complexion was as usual, and then he saw Molong rushing out one after another, rushing towards Ying Ying me together.

Ying laughed, I didn’t control the Heavenly Fire dragon to split again. He pinched the sword in his hand and pointed at the sky above his head.

Then, the golden light swords made by the pure Yang True Fire all flew up in the air and disappeared into the clouds.

Among the heavy clouds in the sky, there is brilliance hidden in it. It will not be released, but it reveals a terrifying atmosphere of destroying heaven extinguishing earth.

When the black dragons rushed in front of Ying Xiao, the clouds in the sky broke open and the rays of light fell.

The scary sword light drops from the sky like a rain of light, penetrating the ink dragons.

It is another Royal Sword Art of Chunyang Palace, Nine Heavens and Light Art of the epicenter soil.

Several Molongs are penetrated by a larger number of sword lights, standing in midair, unable to move.

Ying should laugh at this moment. I have already used another Grand Purity Palace unique lock.

The black and white Yin-Yang Two Qi converge, locking the ink dragons.

At the same time, this mysterious power of Taoism seems to be further derived from Shen Herong himself through Molong.

The Wenhuabao scroll on Shen Herong’s head flipped.

Along with the changes of the Wenhua Bao scroll, ink characters emerged one after another on the surface of the Molong body.

There are “solutions” and “difficulties”.

The word “solution” is everywhere, and I should laugh at the shackles of my Qiankun lock, which have been cracked.

The word “sleepy” is everywhere, and Molong turns into chains, which in turn surrounds Ying Liao me and wants him to be in the middle.

Should laugh at my body shaking, Taoist Primordial Spirit divided into two.

One of the bodies burned on the surface of the milk-white pure Yang True Fire, turning it into a sea of ​​fire, blocking Shen Herong’s pen and ink.

He himself turned into a streamer, and got out of trouble with the pure Yanggong’s unique knowledge of the Heaven Escape Sword Art.

The two parties used to know each other’s cultivation base.

But after several decades, everyone has made progress.

Should laugh at me alone and the inheritance of the two avenues, the changes are round and round, and the exchange of needs, under the same realm, is stronger than that year.

The changes in Shen Herong were even greater, so that Ying Xiaoying felt a little strange when I fought with her, and only relying on the other party’s classic rationale of “inclusive of all rivers” can confirm his identity.

Grand Purity Palace head teacher Peng Ziling watched the battle from a distance, and secretly praised it when he saw it.

However, whether it was Peng Ziling, who was a bystander, or Ying Liao, who was in the game, he noticed another thing.

While Shen Herong laughed at me, he threw a sheathless long sword to Ao Ying behind him.

After Ao Ying took the long sword, she stood with the sword, silent and motionless.

She didn’t come forward to help Shen Herong attacking Ying Ying, but she seemed to be doing work.

Peng Ziling had already isolated this world, but at this moment, he felt that the slightest sword intent had penetrated his prohibition and spread out.

The word intent has several points of weird, and he, called experienced and knowledgeable, feels strange.

It’s not so much a practice, it’s like contacting who.

With the sword as the contact, the first name that Peng Ziling came to mind was “Sword Demon” Su Po.

Apart from this, Kong Shengzhen had also passed the sound with them before he descended to Beimang.

The mysterious woman who prevented Kong Shengzhen from going to Jiufeng Academy was also practicing sword dao.

No matter which of the other party is in contact now, Peng Ziling categorically does not allow the other party to succeed.

So, outside of his body, he made a decisive action and shot himself.

In the black and white revolving space, the Yin-Yang Symbol that obscures the sky and the sun appears, covering the sky.

With Peng Ziling’s cultivation base strength, even if it’s just outside the body, it’s earth shattering.

Under the rotating cover of the Tai Chi Fumo figure, it is directly necessary to sweep away everyone present.

Shen and Rongchang relieved.

Then, with the mandarin scroll on her head, there was a bright brilliance, and it rose into the sky.

While Guanghua was in circulation, the sound of reading aloud came from it.

Not just one person, but like an absolute Scholar in the world, recite together.

“The scholars must not fail Hony.” Shen Herong said slowly.

With a single sentence, her whole body is surging with talent and talent, which is far better than before.

Peng Ziling smiled at me, his eyes flashed slightly.

In the Daming Palace of Chang’an City, Zhang Dongyun saw it, and had several points of envious sighed then said.

As far as Confucian cultivator is concerned, it can really be decided by a single thought, martial artist is really envious.

What’s more, it is Shen Herong and other geniuses who reincarnate and recultivate.

That is to say, she took the initiative to change the path of cultivation, otherwise, she is afraid that she has restored the cultivation base of the thirteenth realm of the past.

A certain City Lord from surnamed Zhang waved his hand with some excitement at this moment.

So, there was a talisman seal on Shen Herong’s forehead that flashed brightly.

Then, as a girl, with the blessing of Zhang Dongyun, her cultivation base strength has risen to a higher level.

On its Wenhuabao scroll, the brilliance is vaguely condensed into an illusory fragrance of peach and plum.

So Shen Herong, dressed in talent, once again.

She was promoted to the Confucian Grandmaster Second Stage, the state of Li Yan, Zhang Dongyun further promoted her to the Confucian Grandmaster Third Stage, the state of meritorious service.

To reach this realm, with the two Magical Powers blessings of Weiyan Dayi and Taoli Fragrant, Shen Herong’s cultivation base strength suddenly skyrocketed.

At this moment, she should not laugh at me, even if she is facing Peng Ziling’s body, there is no problem.

Thousands of pens and inks converge together into a “broken” character in midair.

Then, the Yin-Yang Symbol that covered the sky above the sun was really broken.

Peng Ziling browses frowned, and I am instructed to laugh at me: “You go first.”

You should laugh at me and give a salute: “Yes, Master.”

If someone goes, someone will come.

Peng Ziling’s body shook slightly.

Then, his Taoism becomes more dense, his breath becomes more ethereal and lofty.

Shen Herong raised his eyebrows slightly: “Peng Zhangjiao has arrived in person, long time no see, I trust you have been well since we last met.”

Her cultivation base is strong. Peng Ziling did not delay the unexpected growth. Immediately, the deity left Kunyang City, the capital of the Great Gan Dynasty, and rushed here.

Taoist Primordial Spirit Fifth Stage, Peng Ziling of Yangshen Realm has personally arrived here, and the imposing manner is completely different.

He is in a place like a Heaven and Earth, which is isolated from the world.

Lian Aoying’s long sword sword intent can’t be delivered at this time.

She looked anxiously at Shen Herong, who gently waved at her.

Ao Ying can only put away the long sword.

Peng Ziling is pure and inactive, and does not oppress Ao Ying and Chen Chaoyan, who have a low cultivation base.

But no one would think that a Taoist expert from the fourth realm is a good match.

Chen Chaoyan has been sluggish since the beginning, as if she was shocked.

Although Ao Ying blocked her spirit with her own demonic path Magical Powers illusion.

But only then should I laugh at my pure Yang True Fire, breaking all evils and returning everything to its true nature.

The Illusion Technique applied by Ao Ying on Chen Chaoyan was lifted.

It’s just that the girl’s attention was not placed on Shen Herong’s side at all, but she stared blankly and laughed at me.

After Ying Liao I left, she slowly came back to his senses.

It’s just that the girl’s eyes are still a little confused at the moment, she gently lifted her forehead, seemingly full of confusion.

Ao Ying gently held her hand: “Chaoyan, are you okay?”

“I…I’m okay.” Chen Chaoyan’s eyes were blank: “Yes, my mind is confused Very.”

Peng Ziling looked at her silently, his eyes swaying slightly.

Zhang Dongyun in the Daming Palace of Chang’an City, and Shen Herong, who was on the scene, let out a sigh of relief.

This adventure seems to be somewhat rewarding.

The brilliance in Peng Ziling’s eyes was fleeting, and his calm was restored instantly.

He didn’t talk to Shen Herong and the others much, and he stretched out his palm directly, and it was too simple to press down.

The opponent’s deity is here. After all, it is the expert of the Taoist Primordial Spirit Peak. It will be much more difficult for Shen Herong to parry at this time.

However, not only is she not in a hurry, but her expression is somewhat relaxed.

Sure enough, next moment, a sword light suddenly lights up on the horizon.

Peng Ziling’s blockade against this world was suddenly broken.

At the same time, there was a jade pendant around his waist, which suddenly rang softly, and a voice that should laugh at me came from it:

“Master, the discipline is one step late, Shen Herong Su Po has already been attracted…”

Peng Ziling had only gained insight into Heaven and Earth around him, but he was cautious and sent Ying Xiao to me to explore the surrounding area.

Ying laughed. I also know Shen Herong, so I checked around.

Finally, he found out that Ao Ying was just a cover, and Shen Herong had prepared other rituals early to spread sword intents.

Unfortunately, he is still one step late.

The ritual has attracted a person.

Although Peng Ziling closed this world, the expressionless young man still followed the trail of Shen Herong and came here.

He was alone with just a sword, walking quietly in the air, seemingly neither too fast nor too slow, but in an instant, he was in front of everyone.

Then…

He slashed towards Ao Ying!