I Have An Impenetrable Fortress

The masters of Taoism who have reached a certain level, before encountering uncertain battles, often habitually divide the primordial spirit, leaving a primordial spirit clone far away and hiding it, just in case.

You should laugh at me, and Peng Ziling is no exception.

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Under normal circumstances, this method can work. When the master of Taoism dies, although the avatar of the primordial spirit will be seriously injured, but there will be a glimmer of life after all, and the primordial spirit can be warmed and strengthened again, and the avatar will become the deity. Just continue to live and practice.

In this regard, the enemy rarely has a way to break it. The masters of Taoism are good at saving their lives, and they are famous in all kinds of cultivation paths.

Back then, the number one master of the Beimang Taoist School, Master Mingyang of the Canghai Sect, faced Su Po, and even relied on this to temporarily save his life.

It's just that Su Po had been prepared for a long time, and unexpectedly left a sword qi secretly waiting at the gate of the Canghai School, and carried out the second slaying. Master Mingyang could only die with hatred.

Before Zhang Dongyun wanted to kill Ying Xiaome completely, he had to rely on the power of the Immortal Trace Gate to assassinate me from a distance, and destroy Ying Xiaome's Yuanshen avatar that I left outside.

This is because Ying laughed at the time when my cultivation level had not yet returned to its former peak.

If Peng Ziling was in the portal of the Immortal Trace, even if he had a way to annihilate his true self, he might not be able to kill the other party's clone hidden thousands of miles away.

After all, the Immortal Trace had already collapsed, and only the illusory ruins were left connected to the portal.

But now, Peng Ziling is within the coverage of the Invincible City, how could he escape this disaster?

The spear pierced through his chest, not only crushing Peng Ziling's original soul, but also gave birth to a wonderful force, dragging his soul clone hidden far away in the western wild sea to the Invincible City, and then killing them together.

The six masters of the fourteenth realm who had previously set up the Liuhe formation in the early days were all killed and fell into the hands of Zhang Dongyun.

Among the people who witnessed this scene, Shen Herong only smiled faintly.

Master Chengyang and Demon Tree Canghui lost their voices for a while, unable to recover for a while.

Fortunately, the two of them finally knew who the mysterious and powerful Chang'an City Lord of their family was today.

But on the other hand,

The human and the demon all felt heavy in their hearts, and they couldn't restrain their backs, giving rise to a chill.

In terms of cultivation and strength, they are all at the peak of the current human world.

A Taoist Yuanshen peak, cultivated into a Yangshen.

A monster emperor peak, cultivated everything.

Dongsheng Shenzhou, Nanzhanbuzhou, Xiniuhezhou, and Beiju Luzhou are the four major divine continents. No matter where the masters of the fourteenth realm are placed, they are all giants. They can suppress through the ages and prosper forever.

Especially the two of them are still the best in their respective realms.

Master Chengyang has a one-element mirror in his hand, while Canghui is a demon from grass and trees, almost with a geographical advantage.

But standing in front of Zhang Dongyun at this moment, they couldn't help but feel extremely small...

Being able to break through the Liuhe formation in the early days and wipe out Peng Ziling and others is equivalent to killing the two of them with ease.

This made even Chengyang Daoist and Canghui, who were already in the fourteenth realm, feel terrified.

With their state of mind and experience, it still took a long time to calm down, and they all saluted Zhang Dongyun again: "Your Majesty's power is all-powerful, and the poor (old man) is an eye-opener."

Zhang Dongyun slightly nodded at them: "Excuse me."

He glanced around: "I don't see Lu Xueyuan."

Shen Herong said: "She was seriously injured by my younger sister earlier, and she didn't recover in time, so she was dragged behind. Brother, please wait a moment, younger sister will go to find her."

At this moment, Master Chengyang called a Taoist Jishou: "The poor Taoist will go with Layman Shen."

Cang Hui, the patriarch of the Youhuai clan also bowed slightly: "I am also willing to share the worries for Your Majesty."

He is the fourteenth realm, a world-class monster who has cultivated to the peak of the demon emperor, the Vientiane realm. Although the unstable foundation of the grass and tree monsters will have a greater impact on its strength, the foundation is there after all, and ordinary people can't underestimate it.

Peng Ziling and other six people all fell here, and there was Su Po blocking the door on the Hezhou side of Xiniu, and the opposite side was already defeated like a mountain.

Although Venerable Jiashu was brilliant in Buddhism, he was outnumbered and had to take care of Jinghua who was seriously injured, so he couldn't afford to deal with the storm.

It is not right to startle the city lord to take action in person, so Cang Hui and the others will naturally strive to be the first, not daring to neglect in the slightest.

"Then I'll leave it to you." Zhang Dongyun said in a nonchalant tone.

Shen Herong and the others immediately turned around and headed west to recover the lost ground.

Gu Pu, Xinhe Fangzhang, Liu Chengyu and others naturally have to keep up.

Zhang Dongyun stood in the sky above the East Sea in the Western Regions, quietly looking into the distance.

On the land of the Western Regions, the major sects of Buddhism were originally working hard to recover the various places, trying to regain their own control of this place as soon as possible.

Although Jinghua and others from Xiniu Hezhou, or Abbot Huaiyong and Abbot Xiankong from the Western Regions, they all told their subordinates not to act too hastily.

Although today's battle is imperative, they are not completely sure, and can only hope for a full blow.

It is not wise to disperse and rebuild temples in various parts of the Western Regions before the dust settles.

It's just that the Buddhists in the Western Regions have been waiting for this day for too long.

After all, many people still couldn't suppress the thoughts in their hearts and returned to their hometown early.

As a result, the Taichu Liuhe Formation that originally covered most of the Western Regions suddenly dissipated.

Everyone in the Buddhist sect was shocked.

According to the previous agreement with Peng Ziling, Abbot Huaiyong and others, if this battle is won, the Taichu Liuhe Formation will continue to be maintained for a short time to prevent counterattacks from Chang'an City.

Now the Liuhe formation in the early days suddenly dissipated, which is clearly a sign of defeat...

Could it be that they will be driven out of the Western Regions after all?

Everyone couldn't help but panic in their hearts.

As if joking with them, the formation suddenly stood up again.

But before everyone could breathe a sigh of relief, the Liuhe formation in the early days dissipated again.

Everyone was dumbfounded, not knowing what the current situation of Peng Ziling and other masters in charge of the formation was.

The sky in the Western Regions changed in an instant.

"We lost."

Jinghua's face was still weak, but her tone of voice was extremely firm.

Master Jiashu clasped his palms together: "Even if we lose, I hope that Benefactor Peng and the others can withdraw safely like the previous few times, and there will be a chance to form a counterattack in the future."

Jinghua looked towards the east, and finally said after a long time: "Uncle Master, this disciple has an ominous premonition..."

Her premonition was not wrong, and Chang'an quickly launched a full-scale counterattack.

It took less than half a day for the Buddhist sect to regain control of the Western Regions, and the land changed hands again and returned to Chang'an.

Jinghua was even more alarmed very quickly, Shen Herong was already coming towards her.

This former twelfth younger sister is good at tracking with pen and ink, Jinghua knows it, so she has been on guard.

She was severely injured by Shen Herong before, and her injuries have not healed at the moment, but because of the residual influence of Shen Herong's pen and ink, she is extremely sensitive to Shen Herong's coming and going.

"She's a person who doesn't care about the severity. If Peng Ziling and the others are still around, she can't tell the difference and come to me at this time, a seriously injured person who is no longer a threat."

Jinghua sighed: "Uncle, let's go, today's defeat is not comparable to the previous ones, I am afraid it is a complete defeat, one defeat to the end."

Master Jiashu looked serious.

Although his cultivation strength and backup are both above Jinghua, but at this moment after hearing Jinghua's judgment, he also sighed slightly: "I brought you back to the pure land, but the sword demon is making a scene over there."

The old monk shook his head again and again, stopped asking about the affairs of the Western Regions, and returned directly westward with Jinghua.

"It's alert, and it runs very fast."

Shen Herong, who was tracking, frowned slightly.

However, without Master Jiashu, the situation in the Western Regions was completely one-sided.

Master Chengyang and Canghui, two strong men from the fourteenth realm, led the Chang'an people to quickly sweep away the current Buddhist monks in the Western Regions, as well as the Taiqing Palace, Yansheng Mansion and other places who fled the Middle Earth with Peng Ziling and others.

Without Abbot Huaiyong, Peng Ziling, Kong Shengzhen and other big bosses to take care of them, even if everyone wants to run now, it is more than a little bit more difficult than before.

Under the pursuit, everyone in Chang'an either killed or ambush, and immediately wiped out most of the enemies who had returned to the Western Regions.

Among them, Buddhist disciples accounted for more than half.

Master Jiashu left with Jinghua, thinking about everyone, he felt his heart was bleeding for a moment.

But at this moment, he could only carefully hide his whereabouts, in case Su Po, who was still in Hezhou, Xiniu, suddenly shot back his carbine and blocked him and Jinghua in the middle.

"It would be a good thing if Su Po really withdrew." Jinghua sighed softly in a weak tone.

Master Jiashu didn't speak when he heard the sound, but nodded slowly.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in their ears: "Come back."

When the two heard the sound, they didn't look happy, instead they were both regretful and worried.

"Master..." Jinghua whispered softly.

"Come back." The voice sounded again, still peaceful, just listening to people's ears, it made people feel peaceful.

Jinghua and Jiashu immediately responded, "Yes."

Then, the two returned to the pure land of the Buddhist kingdom of Xiniu Hezhou together.

In the pure land at this moment, Su Po and Miao Kunluo also heard that peaceful and peaceful voice: "Thanks for your hard work."

"World Honored One..." Miao Kunluo clasped his palms together, his expression was not relaxed, but grief and indignation appeared on his face.

Su Po looked away, looked in another direction, and saw a figure sitting on the lotus flower.

His facial features do not tell the age, like a teenager, like a young man, like a middle-aged, like an old man, his face is sallow, his ears hang down his shoulders.