I Have An Impenetrable Fortress

Cheng Luo, Jingtongren, and Yao Kui belong to the cultivation of Confucianism, Taoism, and Wu, but they are all cultivators of the seventh realm.

Therefore, when they broke into the area of 鈥嬧€媔nfluence of Invincible City together, the system randomly issued a guard mission to count these three people in the same realm.

Everyone has 500 points of upgrade experience, so in this battle, City Lord Zhang, a wave of 1,500 points of experience, gained a lot.

In the previous few missions, he has accumulated 1,300 points of guarding experience, plus this time 1,500 points, and now a total of 2,800 points.

Looking at this number, Zhang Dongyun feels a little pity.

The third city upgrade and expansion requires 3000 building experience and guarding experience each.

After completing this guardian mission, the distance of 3000 is only two hundred.

Three is good, but if it is four this time, it would be even better. Just put the 3,000 together, I really don鈥檛 have enough people… Zhang Dongyun laughed at himself in his heart.

Unfortunately, the previous guardian mission 3.3, to capture and kill Wangzheng Elder Jiang Chaoning, did not do anything at the time. After Jiang Chaoning left, the task was automatically invalidated.

When he and Cheng Luo and others come back together, because he is the Sixth Stage and his cultivation realm is lower than Cheng Luo’s trio, the system randomly releases new tasks, and Jiang Chaoning is no longer counted.

Otherwise, for Jiang Chaoning of Sixth Stage, the reward for mission experience should be 400 points, plus him, it would exceed the standard of 3,000.

But in order to catch a big fish, he had to reluctantly let him go.

Zhang Dongyun now recalls that the previous guess was correct, but his own methods were a little conservative.

Forget the truth, really concealed the terrifying of Chang’an City, deceived the people from Qingfu Palace and Jingyue Tower to Chang’an, murder a person with a borrowed knife.

Jiang Chaoning came in and pretended to explore the way, while Cheng Luo and others waited not far outside.

At the beginning, if Jiang Chaoning was captured first, and then he was asked to go out to attract people, maybe he would not waste his four hundred reward points. It is just that people’s hearts are fickle. That way, it is difficult to predict whether things will happen. Change.

That’s all, two thousand and eight is two thousand and eighty…Zhang Dongyun comforted himself in his heart.

On the other hand, the construction task has to reach 3000, so we need to work hard.

While thinking about it, Mister Yun, the Wu of his projection, gathered to collect the prisoners.

After taking the captives, Zhang Dongyun is still an old habit. As Wu Mister Yun, he will first interrogate everyone several times and search the intelligence information they have.

For these people, some unremarkable gossip may fall into Zhang Dongyun’s ears, which can actually play an unexpected role.

Because Zhang Dongyun attaches great importance to all sources of news, regardless of the size, one after another inquires about the screening.

Interrogation takes time.

But this time, City Lord Zhang immediately got a key message.

Not all enemies entered the mountain.

Mr. Mingxi from the Cheng family is still waiting outside the mountain.

The people who attacked the city had no news for a long time, and Mr. Mingxi outside the mountain would soon notice that their entire army was wiped out.

Zhang Dongyun stroked his mouth.

It doesn’t matter to scare away the old man alone, for fear that others will not dare to come again.

But, having said that, if even the old man outside this city were planted together, would others dare not come?

This battle should not be enough, but may attract the opponent to gather more experts.

Just…

In the Daming Palace, City Lord Zhang raised his eyebrows.

…There is one less person in the city right now.

While Zhang Dongyun self-examined, far away from the mountain, Mr. Mingxi Cheng Jingyuan stood silently, looking at the mountains of Longling.

Several young children of the Cheng family who accompanied him were gradually anxious.

Mr. Mingxi himself is stable as Mount Tai, but his heart is getting deeper and deeper.

By this time, regardless of success or failure, there should be information coming back.

In Chang’an City, apart from Old Demon, there is definitely more than one seventh stage.

Jiang Chaoning inquired before, regardless of whether it was intentional or unintentional, the intelligence must be wrong.

Changan鈥檚 strength is stronger than expected, and it is by no means solely dependent on poison mist and imaginary formation.

Three experts of the seventh realm lead the team, some are good at cracking the illusion of Illusion Technique, the magic weapon Lihuo Jinlan, there is a spirit pill and marvelous medicine specially used to deal with poison mist, and there are Jiang Chaoning in Peak Magical Fog Robe.

Such a lineup was wiped out, and even a person who reported the letter could not escape, and the enemy was definitely not waiting.

The life and death of Cheng Luo and others are unknown, and there is no news. Mr. Mingxi is worried.

But he realized that not only Cheng Luo and the others who entered the mountain, but also themselves outside the mountain, are not safe.

“Uncle, shall we send someone into the mountain to see…” At this time, a child of the Cheng family asked hesitantly.

“Go.” The old man made a decisive decision.

But soon, he realized the danger.

Mr. Mingxi immediately shouted, his tongue bursting with spring thunder.

The surrounding Heaven and Earth Vientiane, as if water ripples, turbulent.

Other Cheng’s disciplines were shocked and took out paper and pen to guard.

But they can’t see their opponents, they can only see one after another black line in front of them, like pen and ink leaving a mark on him between Heaven and Earth.

Many black lines criss-crossed, like a cage, imprisoned them under siege.

“Where is the expert?” Mr. Mingxi asked in a deep voice without being negligent because of the other’s appearance.

A voice sounded, crisp and tender, but speaks in a gentle tone: “Chang’an City people.”

“Chang’an City, there really is an expert.”

Mr. Mingxi exclaimed, and at the same time, his subordinates were not slow, waving a few splashes of ink, and quickly wrote a farewell poem.

In a short time, the literary talents led the Heaven and Earth Spirit Qi to converge, turning into a mighty river, leading to the distance.

A light boat on the river, carrying all the Cheng family, took a few breaths, and then went away to cross the Thousand-Fold Mountain.

“I have written a few hundred words.”

The crisp and sweet female voice sounded, speaking in a gentle tone, as if talking about home.

However, Mr. Mingxi and others found that the mountains and rivers were exhausted.

Blocked by black lines, the long river dried up and the canoe ran aground.

Everyone used pen and paper as knives to break the black line in front of them, but nothing worked.

Even in the seventh realm, Mr. Mingxi, who reached the realm of knowledge, was helpless.

The strength level of the opponent in front of him does not seem to be much better than him.

But he found himself completely unable to discern the context of the other’s Magical Powers.

Whip into the house, as if completely out of order.

On the contrary, the other party knew him clearly.

Mr. Mingxi鈥檚 pen and ink changes are often not yet completed, and his opponent has already taken a step forward, and it seems that he is more familiar with his essays than the author himself.

“Who is the respected driver?!” Mr. Ming Xi was dumbfounded.

The other party doesn’t seem to be interested in talking anymore, but the black lines keep shrinking, and then close together, turning into a shady curtain covering the sky and the sun.

Finally, the shady continues to shrink, turning out to be a cloud of thick ink.

Mr. Mingxi and others were in the thick ink, and they suddenly became unable to move even a little bit and lost room for resistance.

The thick ink gathered, and finally flew into the Taichung of an inkstone.

The petite girl walked back to Longling holding the inkstone.