I Have An Impenetrable Fortress

Giant wolf swallows the boy and six Thunder Dragon foals in one bite.

Then the huge wave turned into a young Taoist priest again.

The Taoist priest carefully looked at all around and left quickly, disappeared.

He stealth all the way to the ground of Zhou Dynasty in the west.

The young Taoist priest came to a valley.

Within the valley, there is another Taoist priest. Seeing him come back, he quickly asked: “How is the situation outside?”

The young Taoist replied: “It’s okay in the Western Zhou Dynasty. The offensive in Chang’an.”

The other party breathed a sigh of relief: “Fortunately, fortunately, we are here in the West Zhou Dynasty and we can stay here.”

The young Taoist priest nodded: “Yes.”

The puffy Taoist priest patted his shoulder: “Okay, let’s change shifts. You stay and take care of Martial Uncle. I’ll go out to find some food and drink.”

” Good.” After the young Taoist bid farewell to the other party, he came under a big tree.

Under the shade of the tree, lies an Old Daoist Priest, complexion pale, unconscious.

The young Taoist priest is under the root of the tree, and then please take a breath.

With this tone, a young man fell to the ground and hit a few rolls.

He Sanyang was dizzy.

When he came back to his senses, he saw the young Taoist priest under the tree, smiling at him.

“You can see that you are a smart person, you should know the gap between you and me, so don’t ask for it.”

The young Taoist priest said: “I ask, you answer, I won’t hurt your life.”

He Sanyang watched him for a long time, and suddenly asked: “Are you the demon wolf that wreaked havoc on the land of the ancient Tang Dynasty?”

Youth The Taoist priest smiled and said, “Poor Daoist is quiet now. If the question you answer does not satisfy me, then I will be you in the future.” He Sanyang remembered the ability of demonic path body possession, Can’t help but get cold on the back.

But he still coldly said: “You want to possessed me, sneak into Chang’an?”

The young Taoist priest shook his head: “That’s too risky.”

Hey Sanyang snorted: “Then you want to ask me about Chang’an City? I advise you to save it, I will not do anything to sell people.” The young Taoist said calmly: “Because They gave you a chance to change your destiny? Then don’t forget, you are now in my hands because of them. If you don’t have Changan, you might not have died so short as today.”

He San Yang sit cross-legged: “I can’t beat you, so I’m short-lived. You don’t need to talk nonsense, just come if you want to kill or slash.”

The young Taoist laughed blankly: “I don’t need to kill you, either. No need to slash you, as long as I eat your head, I can naturally learn everything you know.”

He has a casual tone, but He Sanyang feels more like have one’s hair stand on end.

However, the teenager immediately sneered: “Don’t lie to me. You have this ability, and you ask me what to do?”

“Because you are a genius with a rare cultivation demonic path, and I He is a person who loves talents.”

The young Taoist priest smiled: “The so-called Mr. Long in Chang’an can teach you things, I can teach you, and will not delay your talent.”

The other party knew Mr. Long’s name, and He Sanyang was not surprised.

The fact that the five gentlemen in the Sky City can each bring ten servants are well known in the inner city of Chang’an earlier.

The news spread slowly, not surprising.

Now that Chang’an is under the rule of the land, and even the other six dynasties, many people know that in Chang’an City there is under one person, above ten thousand people, such as Wu Mister Yun, Mister He, Mr. Zhang, Long Mr. and Mr. Blood Shadow five people.

Mr. Long, it is easy to think of a powerful phantom Heavenly Dragon in Chang’an City.

The young Taoist priest is also a demonic path expert. After swallowing He Sanyang in one bite, how can I not know that the other party is carrying the magical Heavenly Dragon blood, and the cultivation demonic path is the change of the magic Heavenly Dragon?

However, He Sanyang’s promise to the young Taoist priest remains unmoved.

“I understand, what you are interested in is not the news I know.”

The young man looked at the young Taoist priest coldly:

“I actually know Yes, it’s really not much, it may not be valuable to you.

But you want me to listen to you, go back to Chang’an City and be a spy for you.

I will go It doesn’t matter if you know less, you want me to continue to inquire about information for you in the future.”

The young Taoist priest looked at He Sanyang, with a thicker smile on his face: “You kid, I am getting more and more I don’t want to kill you anymore. It doesn’t matter if you are believing or not. I really want to accept you as a disciple, so I don’t want to hide my personalities and cultivate them carefully.”

“No need.”

Hey Sanyang coldly said: “Although I hate my Master very much, I will never betray Chang’an City. The thing I hate most in my life is the gangster, you can just kill me.”

“Anti-Bone…”

The young Taoist chuckled softly, not thinking: “Oh? Do you hate that phantom Heavenly Dragon?

That’s fine, neither will I Asking you to betray Chang’an, as long as you lead that phantom Heavenly Dragon out of Chang’an City.

Do you really want him to die? You can’t do it right now, how about you leave it to me?”

“Do you think you are talking to me?”

A very ruthless and disdain that does not match the age appeared on the young man’s face: “I dare to tell you that you are not afraid that you will use me, To tell you the truth, I really want that bastard to die, but I will kill him on my own!”

He Sanyang stared coldly at the young Taoist priest: “You help me kill him, it’s nothing but to weaken Chang. The power of’an City, as long as it is detrimental to Chang’an, I will not do it, even if I can’t beat that bastard in my life, it won’t make you cheaper!”

The young Taoist priest is not angry , Just calmly looked at the teenager sitting on the ground.

He Sanyang is not afraid to look at him: “You and my Master, if you can only die, I hope it is you.”

“No wonder your Master will accept You are a disciple. It’s a pity, it’s a pity that I didn’t meet you early, otherwise you should be my discipline.”

The young Taoist priest shook his head: “Are you deliberately angering me now and wanting to die?”

He Sanyang was overwhelmed and said calmly: “Except for eating my head to get a little information, I have no use value to you now. If you want to torture me, then let go. Come here, I’m not a good fellow!”

The young Taoist priest looked at him and suddenly laughed: “Why is there no other use value?”

Hey Sanyang faced each other with a smile, and suddenly a very ominous premonition rose in his heart.

The young Taoist priest smiled and raised his hand.

He stretched out his index finger, and a small spot of blood leaked from the fingertip.

He Sanyang looked familiar with this scene.

Mr. Long was like this when he incorporated his own monster blood into his body!

Sure enough, next moment, a blood line flew out from the fingertips of the young Taoist priest and pierced He Sanyang.

He Sanyang quickly dodged.

He hasn’t forgotten that Wu Mister Yun once said that demonic path cultivator can only take blood and coagulate blood from Monster Race.

Only if Mr. Long is special, can he directly use his bloodline to lead others into the demonic path.

Change to someone else, it will only make beginners crazy and die.

Unfortunately, no matter how He Sanyang dodges, the blood line still stabbed him.

Then, all this line of demon blood penetrated into his body.

He Sanyang’s figure suddenly stiffened in the air, and the next moment fell straight to the ground.

The young Taoist priest got up and walked to He Sanyang’s side.

I heard He Sanyang suddenly let out a wild beast howl.

His body kept twitching in place.

Blood vessels with bruises are prominent on the surface of the skin, undulating and twisting like a strange snake.

He Sanyang’s body tumbled and twitched on the ground, his hands and feet scratched the ground, roaring pain ceaselessly.

The young Taoist priest looked on coldly.

Looking at He Sanyang’s unbearable appearance, he muttered to himself: “Is it because I read it wrong? Ao Kong didn’t take his own blood to clot the blood, but took a real fantasy Heavenly Dragon’s dragon’s blood?”

The young Taoist priest extends the hand and pressed it on He Sanyang’s head.

He Sanyang twitched his struggling body, and suddenly stood still.

But one after another terrifying blood vessels, still agitating on the surface of his body.

The young Taoist priest closed his eyes and perceives carefully. After a moment, his eyes opened, and his eyes were puzzled: “Really it is Ao Kong’s own blood.”

He frowned and looked at He Sanyang. :

“Ao Kong should have been in contact with the fairy trail fragments before it affected the bloodline, then why is mine not working?

Or, it’s not Ao Kong and the fairy trail fragments that are special, but Is this kid himself an extraordinary natural talent?”

The young Taoist priest withdrew his hand.

But this time, He Sanyang was still lying still on the ground, no longer struggling and convulsing.

However, his breathing is still maintained, and the blood vessels can still be seen swelling and twisting.

“Look again.”

The young Taoist priest is nodded looking thoughtful.

His head turned into a wolf head again, swallowing the seemingly unconscious He Sanyang again, and then returning to its original shape.

At this time, the Fat Daoist Priest came back from the outside: “I seemed to hear someone screaming just now, is Martial Uncle awake?”

“No, Martial Uncle is still unconscious Don’t wake up.” The young Taoist face doesn’t change: “It’s probably because you’ve heard me wrong.”

Fat Daoist Priest sighed then said: “Martial Uncle has been in this way for a long time. .”

He gave the food to the young Taoist priest, and then tried to feed the unconscious Old Daoist Priest and drink water.

Old Daoist Priest, of course, will never wake up.

The young Taoist priest sat down again, eating, thinking about it.

The so-called Mr. Long is definitely Ao Kong.

Wu Mister Yun, who often shows up, may not be his sworn brothers.

Mr. Blood Shadow comes from many people know that it is the Blood Shadow Old Demon who was active in the Eastern Tang Dynasty for a while.

The so-called Mr. Zhang is legendary.

Boss, third, fifth, sixth, seventh, and eighth are all possible.

But so low-key and simple, I feel that the old eight has a greater probability.

As for Mister He who cultivates Confucianism…

Will it be twelve?

The young Taoist priest narrowed his eyes.

The key point is not the following five, but the most mysterious City Lord above everyone in Chang’an.

Who will it be?

In front of the young Taoist priest, a silhouette seemed to flash.

Together with the position of the back of his neck, there is a slight pain.

The young Taoist priest raised his hand to cover the back of his neck, his eyes colder than ever.

Fat Daoist Priest turned his head and saw it, and was startled: “Jingxu Junior Brother, you…”

The young Taoist priest turned his head and looked at him.

Fat Daoist Priest took a closer look, but saw that the other person’s eyes were calm, just as usual.

He couldn’t help rubbing his eyes: “Am I wrong…”

“What’s wrong, brother?” Taoist Jingxu asked with a smile.

Fat Daoist Priest looked at him again, and shook his head quickly: “It’s okay, I was dazzled just now.”

After hesitating for a while, he asked again: “We, really want to leave Yang Guan?”

Jingxu Taoist nodded: “Yes, only there is hope to heal Martial Uncle’s injury, and…”

His eyes flashed: “I heard that the ancient wood daoist who once instructed the cultivation of this concept is also there.”