I Have An Impenetrable Fortress

The blue thunder struck down. Four black shadows were beaten, all burning and smoking.

It was the master Qingyun in the sky above, and the real Qingye made the move.

Real people, the ninth realm of Taoism.

It is not only a realm name, but also a respectful title.

Only Taoist masters in the ninth realm can be honored as "true people".

Those who do not use the title of "true person" may not be lower than the ninth level, but those who use the title of "real person" must have at least the ninth level of Taoism.

Taoist practitioners below the ninth level who dare to call themselves "true people" will be ridiculed and admonished by real Daoist people.

For Taoist practitioners who have reached this level, everything they say and do is righteous.

Taoists in the eighth realm need the Nascent Soul to come out of the body and condense the magic form to cast spells. Real people can do it easily, and the power is greater, and the spells are more magical.

Master Aoba made a move at this moment, covering four shadows at the same time.

The four shadows were all hit by lightning and set their bodies on fire.

Three of the shadows were immediately burned to ashes.

The remaining one revealed a huge wolf body.

Black mist floated on Hei Lang's body, and the flames on his body were quickly extinguished.

But his four demon soul clones were broken, and the others immediately surrounded him.

This gigantic shadow wolf was extremely fierce. As a master of the ninth realm, even though he was besieged by many masters of the eighth realm, such as Xiang Yue and Xiao Kun, he still stood firm and fought back ferociously.

If Taoist Qingye hadn't been looking after him in the sky, and the green thunders were constantly falling, among the besieging crowd, some people might have already started to die.

The shadow wolf kept turning into a black shadow and making surprise attacks outward.

But under the siege of the crowd, he still couldn't escape.

In the end, he tried his best to beat Daoist Qingye with a thunderbolt, and after being hit with Sifang Ge by Li Dong, the old prince of Dongtang, he finally broke out of the encirclement.

But at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared beside him.

Then, the opponent punched Shadow Wolf between the chest and abdomen.

Shadow Wolf received the punch forcefully, the black hair all over his body stood up, and then turned into hundreds of sword shadows, stabbing back at his opponent.

King Tang retreated in time to avoid the shadow wolf's counterattack.

The shadow wolf rolled over on the ground, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, but he was still fierce.

"The wound you showed me earlier is indeed fake." Tang Wang said calmly, "However, it doesn't hurt to try."

Surprised by his punch, the shadow wolf was forced to stop, and the others surrounded him again.

Qingye Zhenren's Lei Fa even hit his head.

A vicious green light flashed in the shadow wolf's eyes.

He jumped up suddenly, turned into a black shadow, and instead faced the thunder of Master Aoba.

Master Aoba slightly raised his eyebrows.

Countless black shadows flew out of Shadow Wolf, criss-crossing, dodging Qinglei, and counterattacking Aoba-sama himself in an arc.

It's an injury-for-injury style of play!

He bet that Daoist Qingye would not dare!

Even if the royal family of the Eastern Tang Dynasty and Qingyun Temple are now joining forces to deal with him and Chang'an, it will not change one fact.

Master Aoba is also a thorn in the side of Tang Wang's strengthening of the centralization of the royal family in Eastern Tang.

If he is injured now, or in Chang'an City, he will never have a good life in the future.

Even if the king of Tang didn't take his life, he would definitely take advantage of Qingyun Temple.

Daoist Qingye will never give his life to Tang Wang, and even allow himself to be injured.

Shadow Wolf was right on this point, so he decided to fight for his life with Master Aoba.

Seeing this, Master Aoba really didn't want to fight recklessly, he said thunderously, and defended himself first.

As soon as his offensive subsided, Shadow Wolf successfully broke through from here.

But in the distance, suddenly a sword light flew over.

The sword light was everywhere, and there was a haze, and the shadow wolf was disturbed by it, and his mind was suddenly fascinated.

The next moment, a sword was in front of him.

However, Shadow Wolf has been wary of Lin Ying, the leader of Wutian Peak in the distance.

At this time, the opponent attacked with a sword, and he barely split the demon soul again, disintegrating into two.

The two demon wolves, one from the left and the other from the right, rushed forward, passing Lin Ying Jianfeng.

But immediately Tang Wang Si Fang Ge beheaded a shadow wolf.

The decomposed demon souls were hit hard one after another, and the shadow wolf was also seriously injured.

Only escape quickly.

But suddenly a sword flew over.

It wasn't Lin Ying who made the move, but Xuan Yiyi, who taught Meng Shen, used the sword control technique Xuan Xin to slash with his sword.

The flying sword pierced through the wolf's body.

He stumbled and tried to escape, but was enveloped by a snowstorm again.

Gao Tianxuan, a master of the Northern Qi clan, directly cut off the shadow wolf's two hind legs with a Wind and Snow Sword.

The huge shadow wolf's body fell forward and fell to the ground.

"Your demon soul has not been destroyed, don't pretend to be dead."

Tang Wang appeared in front of him and said quietly.

The giant wolf's body shrunk, its fur receded, and finally returned to the appearance of a skinny old man.

The old man lost his legs at this moment, lying on the ground dying, with blood all over his body.

He raised his head with difficulty and looked at King Tang.

However, he showed a mocking smile.

The other people around were furious and were about to step forward, but saw the old man's head tilted and he had already stopped breathing.

"The devil soul... the devil soul is annihilated?" Old prince Li Dong was very surprised.

Others around were equally astonished.

Daoist Qingye fell from mid-air, and after a moment of careful perception, he also frowned: "Is he really dead? But it shouldn't be, no one hurt his demon soul."

"Wolf is a cunning beast, and so are demon wolves of all races." Tang Wang Xu said: "They are very good at pretending to be dead."

After all, he punched down.

A casual strike by a ninth-level martial arts master directly turned the old man's corpse into a puddle of mud.

The violent masculinity and blood even evaporated all the blood.

Only some shriveled meat remained in place.

Everyone looked down at this scene, all stunned, and then looked up at King Tang.

Tang Wang frowned, raised his hand, and a piece of minced meat that had no moisture fell into his hand.

"It's really dead... No! It's already dead!"

Tang Wang was suddenly startled.

Everyone around looked at each other in blank dismay, and at the same time, lightning flashed in their minds, and they all turned their heads to look in the same direction.

Earlier, a black shadow fled towards the outside of the forest.

But Tang Wang and Qingye Zhenren, two masters of the ninth realm, confirmed at the same time that it was the opponent's trick.

Shadow Wolf is still hiding in the woods.

But now it is proved that this shadow wolf is blindfolded.

So, what about the black shadow that escaped just now?

Tang Wang was the first to chase in that direction.

Master Aoba and Lin Ying did the same thing.

Xiang Yue, Xiao Kun, Gao Tianxuan and others also hurriedly chased after him.

"Clean it up and take it back to see if there are any other clues." After Li Qiong gave instructions to the people in the secret pavilion, he chased after him with the others.

The leader of the dark pavilion hurriedly ordered his subordinates to clean up a pool of corpses that had lost all water.

Looking around, the woods where the shadow wolf hid before had been completely razed to the ground.

The surrounding land is also cracked, and there are deep pits everywhere, as if it has just experienced a major earthquake.

A person in the secret cabinet was cleaning up, and suddenly found a piece of minced meat moving.

Before he could make a sound in surprise, the minced meat actually merged with his palm.

The next moment, the man froze.

In the depths of his pupils, there was a faint green light flickering.

"What's the matter?" The commander found that one of his subordinates suddenly squatted there without moving.

"My lord, this subordinate is a little sick..." the man said with difficulty, as if he might vomit at any time.

"Useless things, how many dead people have we seen?" the commander reprimanded.

The other party muttered softly: "I've never seen it so broken, it's so weird, when my subordinates looked at it, they remembered the meat they ate at noon..."

"Stop talking!"

When he said this, the others also felt nauseated.

"Get to work, and when you're done, you can vomit wherever you like." The leader of the secret cabinet was also nauseated.

"Yes, yes..." The squatting man turned his back to everyone, with a faint smile on his lips.

"You're really living and going back, so wretched, isn't it embarrassing?"

At this time, a voice came from a distance.

In the sky, the air twisted, and then white clouds appeared.

A dreamlike white dragon appeared from it.

"That's... Huan Tianlong?" Everyone in the Dark Pavilion was stunned.

The commander reacted: "I heard that there is a Huan Tianlong in Chang'an, does it belong to Chang'an?"

The smile on the corner of the squatting young man's mouth disappeared, and he stood up slowly.

"Since when have you been talking so hesitantly? It seems that you don't want others to know your true identity."

The young man spoke lightly.

The other people around were all stunned, looking at the acquaintance in front of them, they suddenly became unfamiliar like never before.

They realized something at the same time, with fear in their eyes.

The young man sighed.

A miserable green light appeared in his pupils, and then the light flew out, turning like the edge of a sword.

All the people in the dark pavilion around them clutched their necks and fell limp to the ground.

Huan Tianlong quietly watched his movements.

Young people spread their hands: "Now we can speak openly."

He looked up at Huan Tianlong: "Eleventh Brother?"

"Twelve Yamas, two people have been expelled, and you are one of them."

Huan Tianlong said slowly: "I don't have a tenth brother, and you don't have an eleventh brother."

The young man nodded: "I knew it, I wasn't the only one, thank you for confirming my guess."

"You're welcome."

Huan Tianlong said: "Because you will never see him again."

The young man smiled and changed the subject: "Is Chang'an City yours? Or someone else's? You are so relieved to leave the city, it seems that you are not the only one in Chang'an."

"Go back with me obediently, of course you know." Huan Tianlong said, stretched out a paw, and grabbed the young man.

As soon as the young man raised his hand, the hand instantly turned into a huge wolf claw covered with black fur.

Wolf's Claw and Dragon's Claw collided head-on in mid-air, but neither side took advantage.

The young man coughed: "Let's talk about the past next time."

Out of the corners of their eyes, the two of them swept towards the distance at the same time.

There, a figure quickly approached.

It was Tang Wang Li Xuanxin.

"Wolf pretends to be dead, there is a trick."

King Tang stared at the young man's right hand that had turned into a huge wolf claw.

The young man smiled slightly: "I still haven't lied to you."

"I have to admit, I didn't see your flaws just now."

Tang Wang said slowly: "It's just that I want to come back and have a look out of caution."

"Then it seems that you are lucky." The young man said.

Tang Wang held a long dagger: "But you are out of luck."

The young man moved his body: "Then I have to try it."

Tang Wang rushed to Huan Tianlong in mid-air and said: "You and I are enemies, how about taking down this beast first, and then discussing it?"

The huge white dragon lowered its head, and the tone was full of impatience:

"Get out!"