Shen Herong showed a rare look of disgust when he saw Ying Xiao and Wo Daoism's ultimate Daoism techniques.
"It's so awkward to watch." As she spoke, her literary talent condensed into a brush and ink and waved it in the air.
The thick ink instantly covered half the sky, engulfing everything in its darkness.
Ying Xiao's sword of light condensed from Pure Yang Primordial Fire was instantly swallowed by the thick ink, its radiance dimming.
On the other side, the black and white sword aura continued to attack Shen Herong.
The pages of the literary talent scroll above Shen Herong's head flipped, containing the sword aura.
The sword aura landed on the paper, as if it had a life of its own, shuttling back and forth.
But it was still restrained on the paper, unable to break free.
Shen Herong raised his finger and wrote in the air.
The thick ink that covered half the sky suddenly turned into many ink words.
The same handwriting.
In an instant, thousands of "Literature" words appeared in the air.
These "Wen" characters converged together and formed a torrent that quickly pressed down on Ying Xiaowo.
Ying Xiao raised his hand, the black and white Qi changed, interweaving into the Taiji Demon Vanquishing Painting again, blocking the torrent of ink in front of him.
With his other hand, he formed another hand seal.
Thus, a Daoist technique that was completely different from the Tai Qing Palace's inheritance appeared.
Streaks of milky-white Primordial Fire floated, then condensed into a fire dragon. The dragon's roar shook the Nine Heavens, breaking through the sea of ink.
However, before Ying Xiaowo's fire dragon could reach Shen Herong, another ink-black dragon flew out from the sea of ink and intercepted the milky-white fire dragon.
The two dragons, one black and one white, one water and one fire, crisscrossed in the air, fighting endlessly.
Shen Herong's expression was normal. Then, one after another, the ink dragons rushed out, pouncing towards Ying Xiao.
Ying Xiao did not command the fire dragon to split again. He formed a sword seal and pointed to the sky above his head.
Then, the golden swords of light formed from Pure Yang Primordial Fire all flew into the air, hiding in the clouds.
In the heavy clouds in the sky, there was a brilliance hidden within, not yet released, but it revealed a terrifying aura that could destroy the world.
When the ink dragons rushed in front of Ying Xiao, 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 through the ink dragons.
It was the Pure Yang Palace's famous sword technique in the Central Earth, the Nine Heavens Light Technique.
The ink dragons were pierced through by the sword light, frozen in the air, unable to move.
Ying Xiao, I've already used another Extreme Purity Palace technique, the Heaven and Earth Lock.
The black and white Yin and Yang Qi converged, locking the ink dragons.
At the same time, through the ink dragons, through the dragons, the Dao of Light of the Dao, of Dao, of Dao
The Magnificent Literature Scroll above Shen Herong's head flipped.
Following the transformation of the Magnificent Literature Treasure Scroll, ink characters appeared one after another on the surface of the ink dragons.
Among them, there was both a solution and a trap.
. "Everywhere the word". "Ying Xiao's Heaven and Earth Lock was broken.
Everywhere the word "." Everywhere the ink dragons turned into chains, encircling Ying Xiao, wanting to trap him in the middle.
Ying Xiao's body shook, and his Daoist Primordial Spirit split into two.
One of the bodies burned with milky white Pure Yang Primordial Fire, turning into a sea of fire, blocking Shen Herong's ink.
He himself turned into a stream of light, using the Pure Yang Palace's Heaven Evasion Sword Art to escape.
Both sides used to know each other's cultivation strength like the back of their hands.
But after decades of not seeing each other, everyone had made progress.
Ying Xiao had two Daoist inheritances, and his changes were as he wished, and his strength was better than before in the same realm.
Shen Herong's change was even greater, so much so that Ying Xiao felt a little strange when he fought with her. He could only confirm her identity by relying on the other party's classic theory of "."
The Pure Yang Palace's Master Peng Ziling's external body was watching the battle from afar, and he secretly praised.
However, whether it was Peng Ziling, who was a bystander, or Ying Xiaowo, who was in the middle of the situation, they both noticed something else.
As Shen Herong fought with Ying Xiaowo, she threw a sheathless longsword to Ao Ying who was behind her.
After Ao Ying caught the sword, she stood still with the sword in hand, not saying anything.
She did not step forward to help Shen Herong attack Ying Xiao. Instead, she seemed to be performing a ritual.
Peng Ziling had already isolated this world, but at this moment, he felt strands of sword intent penetrating his restrictions and spreading outwards.
The sword intent was a little strange, and even he, who was experienced and knowledgeable, felt unfamiliar.
Rather than calling it a ritual, it was better to say that it seemed to be contacting someone.
Using the sword as a contact, the first name that appeared in Peng Ziling's mind was "Sword Demon" Su Po.
Apart from that, before Kong Shengzhen had descended to Northern Mang, he had also communicated with them.
The mysterious woman who had stopped Kong Shengzhen from going to Nine Peaks Academy also cultivated the Sword Dao.
No matter who she was contacting, Peng Ziling would not allow her to succeed.
Therefore, his external body made a prompt decision to attack personally.
As the black and white spun, a Taiji diagram that covered the sky appeared and covered the sky.
With Peng Ziling's cultivation and strength, even if it was just his external body, his attack was earth-shattering.
Under the Taiji Demon Subduing Diagram's spinning, it was about to sweep everyone away.
Shen Herong let out a long sigh of relief.
Then, the Magnificent Literature Treasure Scroll above her head emitted a bright light that rushed into the sky.
As the light flowed, the sound of reading could be heard.
It was not just one person, but as if thousands of scholars in the world were reading at the same time.
"A scholar must be resolute," Shen Herong said Slowly.
With that sentence, the literary talent around her surged, and she suddenly became much stronger than before.
Peng Ziling and Ying Xiao's eyes flashed slightly.
In Chang 'an City's Daming Palace, Zhang Dongyun saw this and sighed with some envy.
The Confucian cultivators could really make decisions with a single thought, and martial artists could not be envious.
Moreover, it was the reincarnation of a genius like Shen Herong who cultivated again.
It was also because she took the initiative to change her cultivation path. Otherwise, she would probably have recovered her cultivation of the 13th realm.
A certain City Lord surnamed Zhang waved his hand with waning interest at this moment.
Then, the rune on Shen Herong's forehead suddenly flashed with light.
Then, under the support of Zhang Dongyun, her cultivation and strength increased by another level.
On her literary talent scroll, the light vaguely condensed into an illusory fragrance of peaches and plums.
Therefore, Shen Herong's literary talent rose again.
After she raised herself to the second realm of the Confucian Grandmaster, the Li Yan Realm, Zhang Dongyun further raised her to the third realm of the Confucian Grandmaster, the Li Yan Realm.
After reaching this realm, with the support of the Profound Words and the Fragrance of Peaches and Plums, Shen Herong's cultivation and strength instantly soared.
At this moment, not to mention laughing at me, even fighting Peng Ziling's external body would not be a problem.
Thousands of brushes and ink gathered in mid-air to form the word 'Break'.
Then, the Taiji diagram that covered the sky above really shattered.
Peng Ziling frowned and instructed Ying Xiao, "You leave first."
Ying Xiao Wo bowed. "Yes, Master."
With someone leaving, there would be someone coming.
Peng Ziling's body shook slightly.
Then, his Dao became thicker and his aura became more ethereal.
Shen Herong's brows rose up, "Sect Leader Peng is here personally. Long time no see, how are you?"
Her cultivation and strength had increased unexpectedly. Peng Ziling didn't delay and immediately left Great Gan's capital Kun Yang City to rush over.
Peng Ziling, who was at the Sun God Realm, was here personally and his aura was totally different.
The place he was at was like a world that was isolated from the rest of the world.
Even the sword intent of the sword in Ao Ying's hand couldn't be transmitted out.
She looked anxiously at Shen Herong, who waved his hand at her.
Ao Ying could only keep her sword.
Peng Ziling's aura was calm and peaceful. It didn't cause any pressure to Ao Ying and Chen Chaoyan, who had lower cultivations.
But no one would think that a 14th Realm Daoist expert was easy to deal with.
Chen Chaoyan had been in a daze since just now, as if she was scared stiff.
Ao Ying sealed her mind with her Demonic Path Abhijna.
But just now, Ying Xiao's Pure Yang Primordial Fire destroyed all evil and restored the truth of all things.
The illusion that Ao Ying cast on Chen Chaoyan was removed.
But the girl's attention wasn't on Shen Herong, but on Ying Xiao's attack.
After Ying Xiao left, she slowly regained her senses.
But the girl's gaze was still a little lost. She held her forehead, as if she was confused.
Ao Ying held her hand, "Chaoyan, are you okay?"
"I … I'm fine." Chen Chaoyan's gaze was blank, "My mind is in a mess."
Peng Ziling looked at her silently, his gaze wavering slightly.
Slowly, Zhang Dongyun in Chang 'an City's Daming Palace, and Shen Herong, who was at the scene, breathed a sigh of relief.
It seemed that the risk this time had paid off.
Peng Ziling's eyes flashed, and he instantly regained his calmness.
He didn't talk to Shen Herong and the others. He directly stretched out his palm, and the Grand Plainness Mist pressed down.
The opponent's original body was here. After all, he was a Daoist Peak Immortal Soul expert. It would be much harder for Shen Herong to resist now.
But not only was she not anxious, but she also looked a little relaxed.
Sure enough, in the next moment, a sword light suddenly flashed in the sky.
Peng Ziling's seal on this world was suddenly broken.
At the same time, a jade pendant on his waist suddenly rang softly, and Ying Xiao's voice came from it.
"Master, I'm late. Shen Herong has already lured Su Po over …"
Peng Ziling didn't find anything when he observed the surrounding world. But out of caution, he still sent Ying Xiao to investigate further.
Ying Xiao also knew Shen Herong well, so he checked around.
In the end, he found that Ao Ying's side was just a cover. Shen Herong had already prepared another ritual to spread the sword will.
Unfortunately, he was still a little late.
The ritual had already attracted a person.
Although Peng Ziling had sealed this world, the expressionless young man still followed Shen Herong's trail and found his way here.
He walked alone in the air with a sword. He seemed to be neither fast nor slow, but in an instant, he was in front of everyone.
Then …
He slashed at Ao Ying!
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