I Have An Impenetrable Fortress

Chen Xingwen was shocked by the old blood shadow's words.

He didn't expect that he helped capture Mu Hongyuan, but the other party still wanted to do it.

"This old man has no intention of becoming an enemy of Chang'an!" Chen Xingwen shouted in a deep voice.

But the blood shadow old devil has already ignored him, looking at the purple sun old devil.

Taking advantage of Yun Mo being disturbed by the ink stains on his body and gaining the upper hand, Old Devil Ziri was first taken aback when he saw this, and then couldn't believe it.

"What are you doing in a daze?" the blood shadow old devil asked coldly.

"……it is good!"

The old devil Ziri was so angry that his chest felt tight, and he wanted to refute, but suddenly remembered something, and finally held back his breath.

He immediately left Yun Mo, transformed himself into purple light, and rushed towards Chen Xingwen, Mu Hongyuan and other Northern Qi warriors in the distance.

Seeing this, Yun Mo immediately wanted to cover the retreat of his Qingxia Villa disciples.

But even though the old devil Ziri had left, there was a rain of blood falling from the sky.

The blood phoenix flapped its wings in mid-air, one after another blood arrows covered all the warriors in Qingxia Villa like a torrential rain.

All the strength of those who were drenched by the blood rain disappeared immediately.

A small drop of blood suddenly turned into a huge blood-red vortex, swallowing a Qingxia Villa warrior on the spot.

One after another was swallowed up by the dirty blood, leaving only one giant blood cocoon after another in the midair, flickering red light and beating like monster hearts.

On each heart, there is a blood thread, like a blood vessel, connected under the wings of the blood phoenix.

In just a few breaths, all the warriors from Qingxia Villa were captured by the blood shadow old devil.

Only Yun Mo can resist, the blue light flickers, cutting off the blood lines one by one.

But more blood threads, seemingly endless, kept surrounding him, getting tighter and tighter.

Yun Mo wanted to fight, but the ink stains on his body once again held him back, frequently interfering with his activities.

The blood shadow old devil practiced the "Phoenix Blood Book", and his strength was even higher than that of the purple sun old devil, and soon he gradually pushed Yun Mo into a desperate situation.

It was easy for him to defeat Yun Mo,

It is difficult to capture it alive.

But with the help of the ink marks left by Shen Herong earlier, Yun Mo was slow at every step.

If it wasn't for the purpose of capturing him alive, the blood shadow old devil would have dealt with him long ago.

But now it's just a matter of time.

The blood shadow old devil even had the energy to look towards the purple sun old devil.

Old Devil Ziri turned into Ziri Jiao, surrounded by purple flames all over his body, and rushed in front of everyone in Wutian Peak.

Chen Xingwen still had to argue with the other party, but the old devil Ziri, who had just suffocated with the blood shadow old devil, couldn't help but say that there were ten thousand rays of light, shooting down like arrows.

Chen Xingwen had no choice but to spread out his cloud-like sword light to resist the rain of purple flame light.

"The plan won't work, Senior Brother Chen, you go first!" Mu Hongyuan also drew his sword, and together with Chen Xingwen resisted the attack of Old Devil Ziri.

Hearing what he said, Old Devil Ziri sneered, while Chen Xingwen almost exploded with anger.

"My friend, Mr. Chen really has no intention of making an enemy of Chang'an. You just stand aside. After I capture this traitor, I will go to Chang'an with you." Chen Xingwen shouted.

The Ziri old devil ignored it, and the Ziri Jiao flew in a circle, rushing into the rainy and misty sword light on his own initiative.

When the scales on Jiaolong's body opened and closed, purple light flickered, resisting the surrounding sword lights that were killing him.

Chen Xingwen shouted, "Old man, don't do anything anymore, just let you catch Mu Hongyuan, and then go back to Chang'an with you."

After all, he put the sword into the sheath directly.

However, what greeted him was a purple dragon claw.

"Honestly, let's go back and go back with us." Ziri old devil grinned, and under the influence of Ziri Jiao's blood, he reappeared a crazy posture.

Chen Xingwen dodged and let out a long sigh.

Although he was ready to bear the burden of humiliation, as one of the few masters in Wutian Peak, a martial arts expert in the eighth realm, forbearance never included arresting without a fight, letting the opponent handle it.

This kind of insult is better than killing him.

"You have made an inch of progress, I have no choice but to offend the old man." While Chen Xingwen was speaking, the long sword was unsheathed again.

With a flash of his sword light, his whole body seemed to be shrouded in clouds and mist, and it was difficult for even Ziri Old Demon to see through it for a while.

Between the Ziri Jiao's claws, it seems to be grabbing infinite purple flames, continuously condensing and compressing, like grabbing a purple sun.

It fell with one claw, tearing through the clouds.

But Sikong was empty in the cloud, and Chen Xingwen's whereabouts were not seen at all.

Just as the old devil Ziri was startled, suddenly the fog in front of his eyes cleared, leaving only a little light.

But this light directly occupied the entire field of vision of Old Devil Ziri.

Chen Xingwen's sword light had already reached Jiaolong's eyes, and was about to hit the dragon's head.

This is Wutian Peak's unique unique knowledge, and it is a thought that fascinates the sky.

Only the most core direct lineage of Wutian Peak can be practiced, and Gao Jun's identity is subtle, so he has not been taught.

Warriors focus on the power of qi and blood of the physical body, exercise the spirit from the outside to the inside, and are not afraid of the enemy's attack on the soul, but rarely attack the enemy with the help of the soul.

Wu Tianfeng's Mitian thought combined the sword's light and sword intent with his own spirit, affecting the opponent.

The fog transformed by the sword light makes it difficult for the enemy to find out the truth.

But Chen Xingwen seized the opportunity, the mist melted into the light of the sword, and all the spiritual energy was concentrated in this sword, which was invincible and as fast as lightning.

Wu Tianfeng's swordsmanship has always been known for its illusory and changeable forms, but Mitian Yinian's last change has reduced complexity to simplicity, and all kinds of changes are integrated into one sword, turning fog into electricity, which is unstoppable.

When the opponent is being affected by the mist, it is a sword with all its strength, and the winner is determined by one move.

When Old Demon Zi Sun noticed it, Jian Guang was already in front of him.

Ziri Jiao only let out a loud roar, gathering purple flames in front of him, frantically resisting the opponent's sword.

But he was caught off guard, and the condensed purple flame was not enough, so he was immediately pierced by Chen Xingwen's sword.

The sword light didn't stop, and continued to stab at the Ziri Jiao.

Fortunately, Ziyan delayed for a while, and Pang Dajiaolong quickly took the opportunity to dodge.

But the neck was still brushed by the sword light, and the scales and purple blood swayed in the air.

Chen Xingwen forced the Old Demon Ziri back with a sword, and instead of chasing after him, he immediately withdrew and left, "I'll visit Chang'an next time, I'm offended!"

He was about to escape when a blue thunder suddenly fell from the sky.

The opponent was coming so fiercely, Chen Xingwen had no choice but to raise his sword to resist.

A furious dragon's chant came from behind, and the old devil Ziri nearly went mad, chasing Chen Xingwen fiercely.

Chen Xingwen looked at Mu Hongyuan again, and saw that he was taking the opportunity to escape.

However, a blue lightning struck down immediately, blocking Mu Hongyuan's way.

"Let's not talk about Ziri's insanity, Daoist Gu, don't you miss your old friendship?" Mu Hongyuan raised his voice.

In the middle of the thunderclouds in the sky, came Gu Hechuan's voice, "If Layman Mu thinks about the friendship in the past, it is better to do some good deeds today. Pindao has no intention of killing the layman, so I just invite the layman to return to Chang'an together."

"It's a pity that Mu doesn't have the habit of arresting without a fight." Mu Hongyuan's figure also flashed suddenly, hiding in the mist.

"It's no wonder that Ziri suffered a disadvantage before. When we were friends, Layman Mu never showed this trick."

Gu Hechuan's tone was relaxed, but he was not careless at all. He only surrounded the fog with a sea of ​​yin and yang thunder.

Qing Lei kept blowing away the mist, but the mist immediately reunited, and Mu Hongyuan was never seen.

On the other side, Chen Xingwen was also using the method of Lost Heaven and One Thought to deal with Old Devil Ziri.

He doesn't seek to defeat the opponent, only to get rid of the opponent.

Under the influence of the mist, Old Devil Ziri lost Chen Xingwen as expected.

The Ziri Jiao was furious, and the dragon chanted again and again, shaking the heavens and the earth.

Hu Yinghua and Han Zhe arrived, but they also had nothing to do with the fog.

Chen Xingwen was about to escape when a voice suddenly sounded in his ear

"You two are still working hard."

Chen Xingwen was stunned for a moment, feeling that he was not talking to himself.

The old devil Ziri regained his composure, and Gu Hechuan was stunned for a short while before realizing that it was the voice of His Majesty in Daming Palace.

They quickly responded, "This junior has offended Heaven's grace, and he has made a big mistake. Now he sincerely repents and surrenders to His Majesty!"

In Chang'an City, inside the Daming Palace, Zhang Dongyun smiled slightly.

He specially stuck to the time and distance, and asked the blood shadow old devil and others to set off.

And Yun Mo, Chen Xingwen and others also had limited knowledge of the true coverage of the Invincible City system.

As a result, not long after Shen Herong and the others entered the territory of Qinzhou Prefecture, the Blood Shadow Old Demon and others arrived.

And here, already within the invincible range of City Lord Zhang.

In the Daming Palace, Zhang Dongyun sat on a chair, stretched out his fingers forward, and then tapped lightly in the air.

Hundreds of miles away, Gu Hechuan in the thunder cloud suddenly shook his whole body.

He couldn't help it, and the Nascent Soul came out of his body.

Then the thundercloud rolled, and a large amount of thunder and lightning essence gathered, and they penetrated into Gu Hechuan's Nascent Soul together.

The next moment, his Nascent Soul shines brightly, surrounded by countless cyan thunder lights.

Finally, a sound like thunder and dragon's chant came from the thunder cloud.

A huge brontosaur poked its head out from the clouds, its eyes looking down at the mist below.

Crackling electric sparks automatically appear in the mist, jumping non-stop.

Roads of Thunder Snakes wandered through the room, covering the entire fog.

Mu Hongyuan's figure gradually emerged.

He looked in shock at the huge dragon head formed by lightning above.

It was like a mountain peak, floating above his head.

How could Mu Hongyuan, who had lived in the Eastern Tang Dynasty for many years, fail to recognize that it was the Thunder Dragon's image of Qingyun Temple.

But the problem is that Gu Hechuan, who has been with him for many years, is clearly only the seventh realm of Taoism, the cultivation realm of Yuanying.

Just now, Gu Hechuan was indeed only at the seventh level.

Is it possible that in such a short moment of effort, Gu Hechuan actually broke through the realm and formed a dharma?

When Mu Hongyuan was surprised, a violent dragon chant suddenly came from the other direction.

The Ziri old devil who transformed into the Ziri Jiao in mid-air, just like Gu Hechuan, his body shook violently.

Then, everyone saw that the purple sun flood flooded out with strong light all over its body.

The next moment, the brilliance split and spread to the surroundings.

After the brilliance was a little weaker, a purple sun dragon appeared in everyone's field of vision.

Then, the two Ziri Jiaos split again, dividing into four.

Then, divide into eight.

In the end, a total of eight identical Ziri Jiaos hovered in the sky, and they all uttered dragon chants, shaking the heavens and the earth.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Blood Shadow Old Demon blurted out

"disintegration!"

The purple sun flood dragons in the sky are not illusions, nor are they reduced to one-eighth of their original strength.

Instead, the demon soul formed by the old devil Ziri went one step further, disintegrating and splitting.

The world calls it the Ninth Realm of Demon Dao, Disintegration.

After Gu Hechuan suddenly broke through to the eighth realm, Old Devil Ziri also went one step further, reaching the ninth realm!