I Have An Impenetrable Fortress

"I have an invincible city ()"

In the Daming Palace in Chang'an City, Zhang Dongyun witnessed everything that happened in the Battle of Kunyang City through the seals on the foreheads of Shen Herong and others.

At this moment, although the strong light was dazzling, City Master Zhang could still see, in the center of the strong light, on Shen Yuan's chest, there was an irregular crystal that seemed to be embedded in his flesh and blood.

The seemingly hard crystals were still vibrating while bursting out with strong light, causing Shen Yuan's chest to throb with flesh and blood.

Shen Yuan's complexion at this moment was unprecedentedly pale.

He is a Confucian scholar rather than a warrior, and his strength is not his strength.

At this moment, I have to bless all my talents on my chest, so that I can barely maintain that crystal without any further changes.

In the Daming Palace in Chang'an City, Zhang Dongyun leaned back slightly, leaning on the back of the chair, and breathed a sigh of relief.

That crystal-like thing is the fragment of the fairy trail.

Its own appearance is not like this.

Because of the special rituals of the Shen family, they temporarily maintained their current appearance.

However, in order to stabilize the fragments of the Immortal Trace on his body, Shen Yuan worked extremely hard.

He was overdrawing his own lifespan in order to barely maintain the ritual.

It was the method of life sacrifice that Shen Herong mentioned earlier.

This is not a Confucian method, but a method of magic.

Only in this way, Shen Tianxian and Shen Yuan could successfully extract the fragments of fairy traces buried in Jiufeng Academy, and then Shen Yuan took them away.

"It doesn't matter if you are upright or confident, sir, I'm offended."

The pale Shen Yuan said slowly.

The bright brilliance on his chest did not continue to spread, but condensed into a bunch, extremely condensed.

Inside the Daming Palace, Zhang Dongyun nodded slightly as he watched the scene presented in the illusion of light and shadow.

Shen Yuan and the others probably couldn't use it like this when they first started refining the fragments of fairy traces.

So he could only take the fragments and escape to hide.

After these days of continuous sacrifice and pondering, it is finally a bit hot now.

But, it's not all without cost.

The Shen family, even including Wang Che, cannot be better than Ying Xiaowo and Yang Li.

Most of the reason why Shen Yuan is able to control the fragments of fairy traces is due to the sacrifice of life.

He is now risking his life.

The condensed light beam suddenly turned and swept across the four directions.

There is no murderous hostility in the brilliance.

But everyone present had a great sense of crisis in their hearts, and they avoided it in fear.

Although I didn't try it, everyone had the same premonition in their hearts.

Being rubbed by this brilliance, I am afraid that I will either die or be injured.

Zhang Dongyun in the Daming Palace in Chang'an City looked calm.

At the scene, Ao Kong, who was facing the brilliance, sneered again and again.

Everyone else was dodging quickly, but he stayed where he was, and even had the heart to continue attacking Wang Che, ignoring the terrifying brilliance as nothing.

Seeing that the brilliance was about to cut off Ao Kong's body at the waist, a cloud of thick black ink suddenly appeared.

The brilliance fell into the thick ink, and the thick ink violently turbulent, but did not disperse.

Instead, the brilliance gradually dissipated.

Seeing this, Shen Yuan showed deep despair in his eyes: "... you are worthy of it!"

The owner of the thick ink is naturally Shen Herong.

Her current cultivation level is not as high as that of Shen Yuan.

The strength is not enough to forcibly resist that terrible brilliance.

But it was hers after all.

If Shen Tianxian and Shen Yuan hadn't used the method of using the body as a sacrifice, they wouldn't even be able to move the fragments she left on the Nine Peaks of Jinghu.

And before Shen Herong left, Zhang Dongyun even got advice to deal with the fragments of fairy traces, and he had a unique method.

At this moment, she looked at the young man of the same race in front of her with a calm expression and no surprises.

Since Shen Qian's death, she and the Shen family have no relationship anymore.

Just as Zhang Dongyun expected, she wanted to destroy this family with her own hands.

Shen Yuan's life was almost exhausted by the beam of light just now.

Even if no one touches him, he will die soon.

The appearance of a young man is rapidly aging, and he is quickly turning into an old man in his dying years.

He reluctantly raised his hand, picked up the pen to write in the air, and the words landed on the fragments of fairy traces on his chest.

So the brilliance that condensed into a bunch began to unfold again.

In Zhang Dongyun's field of vision, it was as if the fragments of Yang Li and Ying Xiaowo reappeared, covered with brilliance, and unfolded into a huge hemisphere that buckled on the ground.

But Shen Herong also picked up the pen, and then waved it in the air.

The thick ink that had wrapped up the beam of brilliance earlier began to spread towards Shen Yuan in reverse.

Before the brilliance of the fragments of the fairy trail unfolded, thick ink covered the fragments together with Shen Yuan, turning them into a huge ink ball, suspended in mid-air.

The surface of the dense ink sphere is not smooth, with occasional ups and downs, as if something inside wants to rush out.

Shen Herong waved his hand again with a calm expression.

The ink ball twisted and changed, and flew towards her.

Then came Wang Che's muffled snort.

His cultivation base strength is already inferior to Ao Kong.

The beam of light caused by the fragments of the fairy trail swept all directions without distinguishing the enemy from the enemy, and Wang Che also quickly dodged.

Yet he cared, and his opponent didn't.

Ao Kong, who had previously had the upper hand, ignored the light beams and pursued fiercely. He beat Wang Che to the point where he could only parry and had no power to fight back.

As a result, the light beam was stopped by Shen Herong, and Ao Kong was fine as expected.

But Wang Che will lose after a long time, and finally he was severely injured by Ao Kong.

The scroll of Wenhua condensed on his head was directly torn to pieces by Ao Kong who turned into a four-phase demon.

Under the guidance of talent, his mind and soul seemed to be torn apart by this terrible force, and his mind was as painful as thousands of needles being pricked.

However, at this moment, a flash of lightning suddenly flashed.

Qianhuang Song Jun made a move.

He has always been vaguely aware that Shen Yuan hides a treasure.

Now the truth came out, and it was as he expected, it was an extremely mysterious but powerful treasure.

It seems to be restrained by Shen Herong, but it is still hard to hide its value.

Qianhuang Song Jun is not easily discouraged, but he has to admit that his own Kunyang City may not be able to continue to hold on today.

But if he can get the treasure of Shen Yuan, then he will have more confidence in making a comeback in the future.

Song Jun, who had been secretly paying attention before, finally made a move at this moment, struck by lightning.

The target pointed directly at the black ink ball condensed by Shen Herong's supernatural power.

The ink ball floated in front of Shen Herong.

An inkstone appeared in front of her, and the ink ball was about to turn into a puddle of thick ink and fall into the inkstone.

At this moment, a lightning-like spear point suddenly came and hit the ink ball.

The ink ball shattered instantly, revealing a little brilliance inside.

Song Jun's original opponent, Han Xiao, was not idle either.

The dragon-binding stick, which seemed to be able to smash the world into collapse, fell heavily towards Song Jun.

However, Song Jun became ruthless at this moment, holding a gun in one hand, and barely resisted Han Xiao's dragon-binding stick, which made his whole body shake violently, his blood was surging, and the spear almost fell out of his hand.

But his other hand remained steadfast, grabbing at the ball of light where the thick ink gradually dispersed.

The Martial Emperor's peak shot was so fast, almost ignoring the distance, he was about to touch the ball of light in an instant.

But at this moment, Song Jun's arm suddenly stopped slightly.

The next moment, seven or eight scars were suddenly cracked on the surface of his arm.

Then, blood gushed out from it, hot as magma.

"Dare to touch our things?" Ao Kong sneered.

Song Jun had no choice but to stop, and first tried his best to resist Ao Kong's terrifying magical powers that tore the sky apart.

Fortunately, he is a martial arts master in the fourteenth realm, with a strong body.

If he was in the same realm as Ao Kong, his arm would probably be cut into seven or eight pieces by Ao Kong on the spot.

Even so, Song Jun's left arm was bloody and bloody at this moment, as if it had been strangled by countless sharp knives.

Han Xiao had already hit another blow to the top of his head, Song Jun had no choice but to deal with this opponent first.

Then, he watched helplessly as Shen Herong's thick ink covered the ball of light again, and then fell into the inkstone.

Love knows things can't be done, and if I don't leave, I'm afraid I will die. Qianhuang Song Jun made a decisive decision, dropped the fragments of the fairy trace, and also dropped his own capital, turned into a bolt of lightning, shuttled through the void, and disappeared in an instant.

Han Xiao stepped into the void, followed closely by the dragon-binding stick, stared at Song Jun, but disappeared.

Ao Kong noticed that Wang Che let out a low cry, his pen and ink were flying, and he wrote a farewell poem in an instant.

"Mr. is brilliant, the students admire him!"

The young scholar swept away his previous slump and sluggishness, his eyes were about to split open, and his voice was stern: "But the student is not reconciled!"

On his face, two lines of blood were left from his eyes.

The pen and ink of the farewell poem revealed the will to kill oneself and become benevolent, turning into a black ink sword, cutting the sky and the earth, and splitting towards Shen Herong.

Although Chu Xin, Long Te, and Song Bai didn't know the truth about the fragments of the fairy trace, they saw that Shen Herong was at the critical moment to collect the fragments, so they immediately stepped forward to block Wang Che's attack.

But wherever the ink sword passes, everything is invincible.

Whether it is the full knowledge of the great Confucian master, or the evil shadow of the great devil, or even the spear point of Emperor Wu Tuo Liuhe, nothing can stop Wang Che's pen and ink at this moment.

The three blockers who were also masters of the thirteenth realm were all swept away by the ink sword, and the blade was still pointed at Shen Herong.

However, Shen Herong at this moment, just like Ao Kong when he was facing the brilliance of the fairy trail, concentrated on dealing with his own affairs, and ignored the danger approaching from behind.

When Mo Jian came in front of her, the figure of a four-phase demon appeared.

A humanized sneer appeared on the monster's face.

Silver, gold, black, and white radiance appeared at the same time, and then condensed into a four-square frame.

Mo Jian fell into the square frame, and suddenly seemed to be trapped in another world, and it was difficult to hurt Ao Kong and Shen Herong.

A strange gravitational force emanates from the four-color frame of black, white, gold and silver intertwined.

The extended ink sword seemed to be a rope at this moment, instead dragging Wang Che, who was the source of the pen and ink, and dragging him into the square frame.

This is the demonic supernatural power created by Ao Kong after fusing the blood of the four great monsters, the golden-winged roc, the illusory dragon, the mountain-moving ape, and the illusory mirage.

It has something in common with the Confucian home country and the pure land of Buddhism, but it is far more dangerous and vicious than it.

Wang Che was injured, so he forced a fierce attack without sparing any strength, making it difficult for Chu Xin and others to parry.

But for Ao Kong, the other party just came to his door.

Ao Kong accepted Wang Che in a hopeless situation in all directions, and when he looked back, he saw thick ink falling on the inkstone, which was already stable.

Shen Herong successfully retrieved the piece of fairy trace that originally belonged to her.