Seeing Yingxiao, I was both a Taoist master, and Chen and Rong rarely showed their disgust.

"Looking, it's so awkward." At the same time, Wenhua's energy condensed into a brush and then waved it in the air.

The thick ink covers half of the sky in an instant, bringing everything into the darkness of the ink mark.

I should laugh at the light sword formed by my pure yang true fire, which was immediately swallowed up by thick ink and dimmed.

On the other side, the black and white sword energy continued to kill Chen and Rong.

Chen Herong turned the pages of Wenhua Baoshu on his head, and accommodated this sword energy.

The sword energy fell on the paper, and it was still like life, constantly shuttled through.

But I was always confined to paper and couldn't break free.

Chen Herong raised his fingers and wrote in the air.

The thick ink that covered half of the sky suddenly turned into many ink words.

Exactly the same handwriting.

For a moment, thousands of words "wen" appeared in the air.

These words "wen" gathered together and seemed to form a torrent, quickly pressing in front of Yingxiao.

I laughed at me and raised my hand. The black and white energy changes, and they re-interleaved into the Tai Chi Demon-Subduing Diagram to block the torrent of pen and ink in front of me.

With his other hand, he pinched another trick.

As a result, Taoist Techniques that were completely different from the Taiqing Palace inheritance emerged.

Milky white true fires floated and then condensed into a fire dragon. The dragon's roar shook the sky and broke through the sea of ​​ink.

But before I could laugh at my Tongtian Fire Dragon pounced in front of Chen Herong, there was a long black ink dragon that also flew out of the sea of ​​ink and blocked the milky white fire dragon.

Two long dragons, one black and one white, one water and one fire, crisscrossing in the air and fighting endlessly.

Chen Herong's expression was as normal, and then he saw a series of ink dragons rushing out and pounced on Ying Xiao me together.

Ying laughed at me for not controlling the Tongtian Fire Dragon and splitting again. He pinched the sword technique in his hand and pointed it at the sky above his head.

Then, the golden swords transformed by the pure yang true fire all flew into the air and hid into the clouds.

In the heavy clouds of the sky, there is a light hidden in it, and it will not be released, but it will reveal a terrible aura of destroying the world.

When the ink dragons rushed to Yingxiao, the clouds in the sky broke open and the light fell.

The terrifying sword light fell from the sky like a rain of light, piercing the ink dragons through it.

It is another sword control technique that was famous in Chunyang Palace in the past, the Jiuxiao and Light Technique.

The ink dragons were penetrated by more sword lights, standing in the air, unable to move.

Ying laughed at me now that I had already used another Taiqing Palace unique skill, Qiankun Lock.

The black, white, yin and yang energy gather together, locking the ink dragons.

At the same time, this mysterious power of Taoism seemed to be further derived from Chen Herong himself through Molong.

Chen Herong's head was filled with Wenhua Bao scroll.

As the Wenhua Baoshu changes, ink words appear on the body surface of the ink dragon.

Among them are "solving" and "discond".

The word "功" is everywhere, and I should laugh at the constraints of the Qiankun Lock, and have been broken one after another.

The word "四" is everywhere, and the molong turns into chains, which in turn surrounds me and laughs at me, and wants to put him in the middle.

I should laugh at my body shaking, and the Taoist soul was divided into two.

One of the outer body burned a milky white pure yang true fire, which turned into a sea of ​​fire, blocking Chen Herong's pen and ink.

He himself transformed into a stream of light and used the unique Tiandun Sword Art of Chunyang Palace to escape from difficulties.

Both sides once knew each other's cultivation strength well.

But after decades, everyone has made great progress.

I should laugh at myself as a person who has inherited the two great Taoist sects, and has a perfect transformation and a perfect relationship, and has different strengths in the same realm.

Chen Herong has changed even more, so Yingxiao, I felt a little unfamiliar with her. It was entirely up to the other party’s classic meaning of “encompassing all rivers” to confirm the identity.

Peng Ziling, the head of Taiqing Palace, was watching the battle from afar, and secretly claimed to himself when he saw it.

However, whether it is Peng Ziling, who is a bystander or Ying Xiao, who is in the game, they all noticed another thing.

Chen and Rong laughed at me while fighting with each other, but threw a sheathless sword to Ao Ying behind him.

After Ao Ying took the long sword, he stood with the sword, without saying anything.

She didn't come forward to help Chen and Rong attacked me, but she seemed to be doing her best.

Peng Ziling had already isolated this world, but at this time he felt that a trace of sword intent actually penetrated his ban and spread it outward.

The sword intent is a bit strange, and he is also unfamiliar with all knowledge.

Rather than saying it is a way of doing it, it is like contacting someone.

Using swords as a connection, the first name that popped up in Peng Ziling's mind was "Sword Demon" Su Po.

In addition, before Kong Shengzhen surrendered to Beimang, he also heard from them.

The mysterious woman who blocked Kong Shengzhen from going to Jiufeng Academy also practiced swordsmanship.

No matter which one the other party is contacting now, Peng Ziling definitely does not allow the other party to succeed.

So, his body made a quick decision and took action himself.

In the middle of black and white rotation, the Tai Chi diagram that covers the sky and the sun appears, covering the sky.

With Peng Ziling's cultivation strength, even if he only acts outside, he will be shocked.

The Tai Chi Demon Subduing Diagram swirled and directly swept away everyone present.

Chen Herong breathed a long sigh.

Then, there was a brilliant light on the Wenhua Baoshu scroll above her head, soaring into the sky.

As the light flows, the sound of reading comes from it.

It’s not just one person, but it’s like thousands of scholars in the world recite together.

"Scholars must be generous and resolute." Chen Herong said slowly.

With one sentence, her talent and talent surged around her, and she was immediately far better than before.

Peng Ziling and his eyes flashed slightly when he smiled at me.

In the Daming Palace in Chang'an City, Zhang Dongyun sighed with envy when he saw this.

As for Confucian practitioners, they may really make a decision with just one thought, but the warriors really can't envy them.

What's more, it was the reincarnation and regeneration of geniuses like Chen Herong.

That is, she took the initiative to change her practice path, otherwise she would have recovered from the thirteenth level of cultivation in the past.

A city lord named Zhang waved his hand in vain at this moment.

So, there was a sign on Chen Herong's forehead suddenly flashing with light.

Then, with the support of Zhang Dongyun, her cultivation strength rose to a higher level.

On its Wenhua Treasure Scroll, the brilliance of glory condensed into the illusory fragrance of peach and plum blossoms.

So Chen Herong was full of literary talent and was once again.

After she was promoted to the second level of Confucian master and made a speech, Zhang Dongyun further promoted her to the third level of Confucian master and made a meritorious position.

When you reach this level, you will be blessed by the two supernatural powers of Wei Yan Dayi and Tao Li Fenfang. Chen Herong's cultivation strength suddenly increased.

At this moment, she should laugh at me, even if she faces Peng Ziling's outer body, there is no problem.

Thousands of strokes of ink gather together in the air to form a word "broken".

Then, the Tai Chi diagram above that covered the sky and the sun was really broken.

Peng Ziling frowned and smiled at me and ordered, "You go first."

Ying laughed at me and bowed: "Yes, Master."

Someone leaves, and some people come.

Peng Ziling shook his body gently.

Then, his Taoist aggregate becomes more intense, and his aura becomes more ethereal and lofty.

Chen Herong raised his eyebrows gently: "Master Peng has arrived in person. Long time no see, so don't be fine."

Her cultivation strength increased unexpectedly, and Peng Ziling did not delay much. As soon as he left Kunyang City, the imperial capital of the Dagan Dynasty, and rushed here.

When Peng Ziling, who is at the fifth level of Taoist Yuanshen and Yangshen, has arrived here in person, his momentum is completely different.

Where he is, he is like a world isolated from the world.
To be continued...