I Have An Impenetrable Fortress

Daoguang Senhan's killing is extremely ferocious, far beyond the comparison of ordinary Jingyuelou warriors.

Tang Jian, the elder of Jingyuelou who had fought against the blood shadow old devil before, used the Lengyue knife passed down from Jingyuelou, which was far from Yao Kui now.

The blood rained all over the sky, and was split open by the light of Leng Yue's knife. The light of the knife went up against the sky, and cut straight at the blood phoenix.

"Afraid you won't succeed?" The blood shadow old devil sneered.

The blood phoenix flapped its wings in mid-air, and its feathers turned into lines of blood, criss-crossing between the sky and the earth, as dense as a net.

Yao Kui's Leng Yue Dao flew across, cutting off the blood lines one by one, and kept going upwards.

But every time it touches a blood line, the light of the knife becomes dimmer, and there is a little more stain on the blade.

Countless blood lines intertwined, and finally polluted Leng Yuedao.

Although the light of the sword is strong, it is constantly worn down, and finally becomes the end of its strength.

In the end, more than half of the fine blood web was cut through, but the Leng Yue Dao thrown by Yao Kui was also like a flying insect crashing into a spider web, stuck and unable to move.

Yao Kui used his own aura to drive the weapon back, but found that the Lengyue knife was stuck in the blood net and could no longer be controlled by him.

In mid-air, there were streaks of bloody light, quickly spreading towards Yao Kui.

It was actually infected with his aura, which in turn intentionally infected Yao Kui himself.

Yao Kui's complexion changed slightly, the opponent's magic skills were more evil and domineering than he expected.

He can only cut off his own energy and give up Lengyue Dao completely.

The blood phoenix let out a shrill and long cry, and streaks of blood flew all over the sky, flying towards everyone in the mirror moon building.

The blood shadow old devil was so relieved that he couldn't help but want to cry up to the sky.

Although the warrior is good at fighting, he is not bad.

They are both in the seventh realm, so there are differences in strength.

The key point is that the "Phoenix Blood Book" he practiced is better than the other party's Jingyuelou martial arts inheritance.

Since receiving the "Phoenix Blood Book" taught by His Majesty, the old man has been practicing diligently, and now he has finally achieved some results... Amidst the old devil's loud laughter, the blood phoenix's wings vibrated, and it swooped down, pounced on the Mirror Moon Tower everyone.

Lines of blood pierced down like a rain of arrows.

Yao Kui had no choice but to resist with his Qi Shield.

But this time, those blood lines pierced into the air shield like iron nails poking cowhide.

Once pierced into it, every blood line is like a strange snake with its own life and thoughts, twisting and turning.

The air shield, which was originally invisible and colorless, was quickly dyed red like blood dripping into a pond at this moment.

Yao Kui felt that the other party's evil power was attacking him through the air shield.

At the critical juncture, other Jingyuelou fighters threw their Lengyue Dao one after another to attack the blood phoenix, and rescued their own Elder Yao.

Blood Phoenix completely ignored it, treating it like nothing.

Dozens of cold moon knives sliced ​​into the blood phoenix's body.

The blood and water that made up the body of the phoenix stirred violently, and after continuous ups and downs, it returned to its original shape.

And those Jingyuelou disciples found that they all lost control of their weapons.

The next moment, the phoenix spread its wings, and saw a pair of crescent scimitars, which looked like feathers forming the ends of its wings.

The blood shadow old devil is there, while suppressing Yao Kui, while imitating Zhang Dongyun's past actions.

Seeing that he seemed to have regained some of His Majesty's demeanor, the old devil was extremely happy.

The blood phoenix he transformed into fluttered its wings, and the crescent scimitars flew out under the pull of the blood line, attacking everyone in Jingyue Tower.

The mirror moon tower warrior quickly raised the mirror light round shield to resist.

However, more than a dozen round shields were cut through on the spot, and the disciples of Jingyue Tower behind the shields were killed and wounded by his own crescent scimitar.

When the old devil was playing with all his might, he suddenly became alert in his heart.

A big river, suspended in the air, rushed towards him.

The source of the great river is a scroll of calligraphy and painting.

Its owner is Cheng Luo, Mr. Ling Ping of the Cheng family.

With a splash of ink, Cheng Luo wrote a poem about washing away the filthy Qinghe, manifesting the big river and washing away the dirty blood.

The blood shadow old devil is not afraid of himself with one enemy.

The blood phoenix fluttered its wings, and under the pull of the blood line, dozens of crescent-like blades of light slashed down towards the river.

When the knife was drawn to cut off the water, the river was actually cut into many sections by the light of the knife.

But Cheng Luo was not surprised. After the long river formed by the poems was cut off, it did not lose control. Instead, it turned into dozens of streams in the air and continued to change.

Under the control of Cheng Luo, these dozens of water streams were like flexible whips, whipping the blood lines extending from the blood phoenix one after another.

The water whip was everywhere, as if hitting the weak bloodlines accurately, interrupting the bloodlines one after another.

Losing the bloodline connection, the crescent scimitars fell out of control one after another.

"Whip into the inside? How much can you beat this old man?" The blood shadow old devil sneered again and again.

He knew that Cheng Luo was a Confucian practitioner in the seventh realm, and he had the miraculous ability to penetrate with a whip.

The seventh level of Confucian practice is called Zhizhi, and it is inherited from the sixth level of investigating things.

Investigate things to gain knowledge, explore the principles of things, and gain insights from them.

Confucian practitioners in the sixth realm explore and figure out the mysteries of all things, they can illusory talents, affect real tangible things, and turn their lips into guns and swords.

When you reach the seventh level, you can understand all kinds of truths, see through the reality of all phenomena, and always be aware of the flow of the opponent's breath when facing the enemy, so as to avoid or find loopholes in advance.

Obtained a supernatural power called Whip Penetration, insight into the enemy's flaws, and specifically targeted them, getting twice the result with half the effort.

The blood shadow old devil had repeatedly acted fiercely before, and Cheng Luo didn't take action immediately, but was carefully observing the old devil.

Then he made a plan before making a move, and he succeeded in one blow.

However, the old devil was fierce, and immediately set off a more violent counterattack, attacking Cheng Luo with the idea of ​​reducing ten times with one force.

While Cheng Luo opened his mouth to chant poems, he kept writing.

The combination of vividness in writing and eloquence, coupled with the magic power of penetrating into the heart, constantly wiped out the attacks of the blood shadow old devil.

Thousands of blood lines extend from the blood phoenix's body, which is airtight and flexible.

Although Cheng Luo was able to decipher most of them, he began to struggle more and more.

Fortunately, after such an interruption from him, the pressure on Yao Kui in Jingyuelou was relieved, and he immediately counterattacked.

The two worked together to resist the monstrous power of the blood shadow old devil.

On the other side, Taoist Jing held the Lihuo golden lamp, trying to break through the dark clouds in front of him.

But after breaking through the dark clouds, what I saw was not a way out, but an old man in black.

Mr. Wu Yun calmly made a formula, and then breathed out.

Suddenly, gusts of dark wind swept across, and the lights above Jingtong people's heads kept shaking.

The Taoist priest himself was also unstable and almost fell from the clouds.

He quickly cast the spell, and the dark red flame turned into a boundless sea of ​​flames.

But under the cold wind, it was difficult to get close to the sea of ​​fire, and it was extinguished in pieces.

Seeing this, Taoist Jing quickly gritted his teeth secretly.

The flames flickered above his head, revealing a dark red baby.

Nascent Soul is out of body!

Daoist Daoist Jing of the seventh realm of Taoism manifested his own Nascent Soul, and did this to condense Xuanfu Lihuo.

The dark red flames gathered into a group, then spun and turned into a huge fire wheel.

As the flame condensed and rotated, it managed to resist the wind and not disperse.

Seeing this, Mr. Wu Yun just smiled casually.

The next moment, a black wind blade appeared without warning and passed by in a flash.

The dark red fire wheel was cut in half.

The baby on the head of Taoist Jing was stunned and looked down.

A gap appeared on the body of the dark red Nascent Soul, dividing him into two.