I Have An Impenetrable Fortress

Naturally, Jiang Chaoning didn't intend to work hard for Cheng Luo and the others.

But he also knew that others were staring at him.

If you want to get away without showing any trace, you must first show some sincerity.

Anyway, he didn't directly attack Chang'an City, but only opened the way with the Nightmare True Art, creating opportunities for Cheng Luo, Yao Kui and others.

After Cheng Luo and others took action, Jiang Chaoning could look for opportunities to retreat to the second line, and then seek opportunities to escape.

However, just as he was using the Nightmare True Art, the city seemed to be lit up with a mystical and misty light.

Jiang Chaoning was dumbfounded.

This is... the real nightmare technique of this concept?

He lost his mind for a moment, so that he had no time to react, and was affected by the radiance flowing out of the city, lost his mind, and froze in place.

If it weren't for the effect of the phantom mist robe, this elder of Wangzhenguan, who is in the sixth realm of Taoism, might even fall directly from midair to the ground.

Cheng Luo and the others were also rushing towards the city, but they were all shocked when they saw this.

The Nightmare True Art in the City is more mysterious and powerful than Jiang Chaoning's attack.

The first reaction in everyone's minds was that Taoist Master Zhichen of Wangzhen Guan took the action himself.

Daoist Zhichen, in Chang'an City?

Forget the Truth, and join hands with Chang'an City to ambush them?

Everyone was shocked and angry, but soon saw that the first person to be recruited was none other than Jiang Chaoning.

Cheng Luo and the others were terrified, but it was too late to retreat.

Everyone can only use their own means first, and try their best to resist the colorful light stream gushing out of the city.

Martial arts master Yao Kui, the elder of Jingyue Tower, gave a loud shout first, and the surging and fiery Qi and blood merged in this loud shout, which shocked all ghosts and gods.

But the sound wave failed to dissipate the colorful light stream, and everyone in the Mirror Moon Building was swept away immediately, everyone was stunned, their eyes were absent-minded, and they froze in place.

Even Yao Kui himself, his pupils gradually lost focus.

Cheng Luo's mouth was full of words, and it turned into a gale that swept across the four directions, but it also failed to blow away the colorful light in front of him.

Although all the children of the Cheng family recited poems in unison, surrounded by radiant lights, the sound of reading gradually faded to almost nothing.

The Qingfu Palace was also doomed.

A group of Taoist priests were suppressed.

However, there were a few surprises.

Jing Taoren, the elder of the Qingfu Palace, was also slightly absent-minded, but suddenly a dark golden flame lit up above his head.

In the firelight, a golden lamp slowly flew out.

Inside the golden lamp, the dark red Xuanfu Lihuo danced non-stop, and the two joined together to form a mysterious force, dispelling the radiance that filled the sky.

But it is the top magic weapon in the Qingfu Palace, the Lihuo Golden Lamp, which is best at deciphering the illusion of fog and protecting people's souls.

This treasure has always been called together with the Illusory Mist Robe and Cloud Canopy of Wangzhen Temple, but it is especially tabooed by Wangzhen Temple because of the restraint of nightmare skills.

At this moment, everyone is being saved.

In Chang'an City, Zhang Dongyun watched with great interest the lights above Jing Daoren's head.

When he projected Mr. Wu Yun's attack, he naturally had to distinguish it from the city lord himself, and deliberately lowered his strength, so it couldn't be said that he was invincible.

But Mr. Wu Yun's attack is also subtle, the illusion of suppressing the soul is even worse than the true nightmare of the Forget the Truth.

Even the Daoist who forgets the truth and contemplates the master and clings to the dust may not be able to resist it.

There is a bit of mystery in the magic weapon of Qingfu Palace.

However, it doesn't seem to have any other effects, it only specializes in breaking magic spells.

Although it has a single purpose, it has indeed reached a high level in this single use.

Jing Daoren carried it on his body, and it should have been specially used to face the masters of Wangzhenguan before, but now it has played a big role.

Under the shining of the Lihuo golden lamp, the colorful stream of light will be dispelled, and everyone who has been suppressed will be awakened.

Seeing this, Mr. Wu Yun, who was projected by Zhang Dongyun, didn't think he was disobedient, and he didn't strengthen the power of his spells.

The old man in black stood on the top of the wall, and said calmly: "The opportunity to make meritorious service is right in front of you, everyone is fighting for the first place."

While speaking, black clouds and smoke emerged from all directions, still surrounding everyone who dared to invade Chang'an City.

The figure of the blood shadow old devil appeared silently beside Mr. Wu Yun.

The old devil was expressionless, quietly looking at the people outside the city.

Intentionally or not, his eyes stopped on the Lihuo golden lamp above the head of Taoist Jing.

Although the spell was cracked by the Lihuo Golden Lantern, Mr. Wu Yun's attack just now still shocked everyone on both sides.

Capable of suppressing the spirits of Yao Kui, Cheng Luo and others in the seventh realm, the strength of this black-clothed old man is at least the eighth realm.

The blood shadow old devil once again confirmed that the opponent's level of strength was indeed above him.

But it was precisely because of the Lihuo golden lamp that the limit of the old man in black was vaguely exposed.

Seeing the blood shadow old devil, hope was born again in his heart.

Looking at the Lihuo Golden Lantern in Qingfu Palace, his eyes became even hotter.

If they can obtain this magic weapon and restrain the old ghost's spells, the gap between them may be equaled... The blood shadow old devil was planning in his mind.

He made up his mind and shot immediately, his body turned into a bloody light, and he went straight to the group of enemies.

The old devil kept his eyes open and didn't jump at Jing Tongren and Lihuo Jindeng immediately.

When he thought about it, Mr. Wu Yun might also be staring at this treasure that could restrain his spells. If he acted immediately, Mr. Wu Yun might be a hindrance.

First feint a shot at other people, and then make a sudden shot, the chances are undoubtedly greater.

While thinking, the blood shadow old devil turned into a blood phoenix, raining blood all over the sky, and first attacked everyone in Jingyue Tower.

Borrowing the power of Lihuo Golden Lantern, Yao Kui and others woke up.

Realizing that the strength of Mr. Wu Yun's cultivation was much higher than expected, Yao Kui became furious, and wished he could kill Jiang Chaoning, who had previously explored the path.

The people who came here were all veterans. Realizing that they had underestimated the enemy before, everyone was going to withdraw first, and then make plans after regrouping.

At this moment, the blood phoenix attacked, Yao Kui raised his hand while commanding his disciples to retreat.

A round shield like a mirror reflects light and blocks the rain of blood from the sky.

The shield in Yao Kui's hand is less than half a meter in diameter.

But the invisible and tyrannical aura, condensed around the round shield, seemed to be able to cover the sky and the sun, and block the rain of blood.

The blood rain fell into the air, and when it met the invisible air shield, it shattered one after another.

The martial artist's blood should be extremely hot, like a furnace.

But at this moment, Yao Kui's condensed air shield was cold and frightening.

Although it was defensive, it was extremely ferocious, as if it was tearing apart the rain of blood in the air.

This is the murderous aura formed by warriors after condensing the iron-blooded aura of the battle array to a higher level.

Those who are in the seventh realm of martial arts are called Rentu.

Seeing the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, he himself kills like hemp, so that he can turn the morale of thousands of troops into a murderous aura soaring to the sky.

Murderous enough, ghosts and gods fear.

In this way, a human body of flesh and blood can also break the various magical powers of other practitioners.

Among the many paths of practice, as far as the overall average level is concerned, in actual combat, most of them are slightly better than warriors.

The reason is that warriors attach the most importance to actual combat, and fighting to the death is the only way to improve their practice.

The higher the realm, the more this is the case. The top fighters in martial arts are all born out of life and death. They don't have enough actual combat experience and on-the-spot reactions, and they have died many times before.

Yao Kui used his murderous aura as a shield to cover his disciples' retreat.

But he didn't just resist.

While the air shield blocked the blood rain, the lion-like old man raised his hand again.

Immediately, a gloomy sword light rose into the sky like a crescent moon, slashing upwards towards the blood phoenix.