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390. Dare to touch our things?

In the Daming Palace in Chang'an City, Zhang Dongyun witnessed everything that happened in the Battle of Kunyang City through the talismans on the foreheads of Shen Herong and others.

At this moment, although the strong light was dazzling, City Lord Zhang could still see that in the center of the strong light, on Shen Yuan's chest, there was an irregular crystal that seemed to be embedded in his flesh and blood.

The seemingly hard crystal continued to vibrate while emitting strong light, causing the flesh and blood in Shen Yuan's chest to surge.

Shen Yuan's face looked paler than ever at this moment.

He is a Confucian scholar, not a warrior, and his physical strength is not his strong point.

At this moment, I had to put all my talents and talents into the chest area, so that I could barely maintain the crystal without causing any major changes.

In the Daming Palace in Chang'an City, Zhang Dongyun leaned back slightly, leaned back on the chair, and breathed a sigh of relief.

That crystal-like thing is the fragment of the fairy trace.

It's not what it looks like.

Because of the special rituals of the Shen family, the current appearance is temporarily maintained.

However, Shen Yuan worked extremely hard to stabilize the fragment of the Immortal Miracle on his body.

He was overextending his lifespan just to be able to maintain the rituals.

It was exactly the method of living sacrifice that Shen and Rong mentioned in their words before.

This is not a Confucian method, but a magic method.

In this way, Shen Tianxian and Shen Yuan could successfully retrieve the fragments of the immortal traces buried in Jiufeng Academy, and then take them away with Shen Yuan.

"It doesn't matter if you are righteous and confident, or if you feel guilty, sir, I have offended you."

Shen Yuan, who looked pale, said slowly.

The bright light on his chest did not continue to spread, but condensed into a bunch, extremely condensed.

In the Daming Palace, Zhang Dongyun looked at the scene presented in the illusion of light and shadow and nodded slightly.

When they first started refining the fairy fragments, Shen Yuan and others should not be able to use them in this way.

Therefore, he could only take the fragments and escape and hide.

After these days of continuous practice and reflection, I finally have some firepower.

However, this is not all without cost.

The Shen family, even if Wang Che is included, they cannot be more clever than Ying Xiaome and Yang Li.

The reason why Shen Yuan is able to control the fairy fragments like this now? Most of it is due to the sacrifice of life.

He is risking his life now.

The condensed light beam suddenly rotated and swept across all directions.

There is not a trace of murderous anger revealed in the brilliance.

But everyone present felt a huge sense of crisis? They were afraid to avoid it.

Although we didn't try it, everyone had the same premonition.

Being rubbed by this light? I am afraid that I will either die or be injured.

Zhang Dongyun looked calm in the Daming Palace in Chang'an City.

At the scene, Ao Kong, who faced this brilliance, sneered again and again.

Everyone else was dodging quickly, but he was the only one who stayed where he was. He even had the heart to continue attacking Wang Che, ignoring the terrifying brilliance as if it were nothing.

Just as this radiance was about to cut Ao Kong's body in half, a mass of thick black ink suddenly appeared.

The light fell into the thick ink, and the thick ink shook violently? But it did not disperse.

Instead, the brightness gradually dissipated.

When Shen Yuan saw this, his eyes showed deep despair: "... As expected of you!"

The owner of that thick mass of ink is naturally Shen Herong.

Her current cultivation level is not as high as Shen Yuan's.

His strength is not even strong enough to withstand that fearful brilliance.

But it was her thing after all.

If it weren't for Shen Tianxian and Shen Yuan to use the method of body sacrifice, they wouldn't even be able to move the fragments she left on the Nine Peaks of Jinghu Lake.

And before Shen Herong left, he even got advice from Zhang Dongyun? He had a unique way to deal with the fragments of fairy traces.

At this moment, she looked at the young man of the same race in front of her with a calm and unfazed expression.

Ever since Shen Qian's death? There has been no relationship between her and the Shen family.

As Zhang Dongyun expected? She wanted to destroy this family with her own hands.

Shen Yuan's life has been almost exhausted by that beam of light just now.

Even if no one touches him? He will die soon.

What does a young man look like? He is aging rapidly and is quickly turning into a waning old man.

He reluctantly raised his hand, raised his pen to write in the air, and the words fell on the fairy fragments on his chest.

Then the brilliance condensed into a bunch of light and began to unfold again.

In Zhang Dongyun's field of vision, it was as if the shaking scene of Yang Li and Ying Xiaome's fragments had reappeared, covered in brilliance, and unfolded into a huge hemisphere buckled on the ground.

But Shen and Rong also raised their pens and waved them in the air.

The thick ink that had previously enveloped the beam of light began to spread towards Shen Garden.

Before the brilliance of the fairy trace fragments unfolded, the thick ink covered the fragments together with Shen Yuan, turning them into a huge ink ball, suspended in mid-air.

The surface of the thick ink ball is not smooth, with undulations and convexities from time to time, as if there is something inside that wants to come out.

Shen Herong looked calm and waved again.

The ink ball twisted and changed while flying towards her.

Then there was a muffled groan from Wang Che.

His cultivation strength is inherently inferior to Ao Kong.

The beams caused by the fragments of the fairy traces swept across all directions without distinguishing between ourselves and the enemy, and Wang Che quickly dodged.

But he cares, his opponent doesn't.

Ao Kong, who had the upper hand, ignored the beam and pursued fiercely, beating Wang Che until he could only parry and was unable to fight back.

As a result, the beam was blocked by Shen Herong, and Ao Kong was fine.

However, Wang Che was bound to lose if he defended for a long time, and was finally severely wounded by Ao Kong.

The Wenhua scroll on his head, which was condensed with his talents, was directly torn to pieces by Ao Kong, who transformed into the Four Phase Demon.

Under the pull of talent, his soul seemed to be torn apart by this terrible force, and his mind was as painful as thousands of needles pricking it.

However, at this moment, a bolt of lightning suddenly flashed.

Qian Huang Song Jun took action.

He has been vaguely aware that Shen Yuan has a hidden treasure.

Now the truth is revealed, it is indeed as he expected, it is really an extremely mysterious but extremely powerful treasure.

It seems to be restrained by Shen and Rong, but it still cannot hide its value.

Emperor Qian Emperor Song Jun was not easily discouraged, but he had to admit that it looked like he might not be able to hold on to Kunyang City today.

But if we can get the treasure of Shen Yuan, we will naturally have more confidence to make a comeback in the future.

Song Jun, who had been secretly paying attention before, finally took action at this moment, striking with lightning.

The target was directly at the black ink ball condensed by Shen Herong's magical power.

The ink ball floated in front of Shen Herong.

An inkstone appeared in front of her, and the ink ball was about to turn into a puddle of thick ink and fall into the inkstone.

At this moment, a lightning-like spear suddenly came and hit the ink ball.

The ink ball suddenly shattered, revealing a little bit of brilliance inside.

Song Jun's original opponent Han Xiao was not idle either.

The dragon-binding stick, which seemed to be able to collapse the heaven and earth, fell heavily towards Song Jun.

However, Song Jun became fierce at this moment. He held a gun in one hand and barely resisted Han Xiao's dragon-binding club. The impact caused his whole body to shake violently, his energy and blood surged, and he almost lost his grip with the spear.

But his other hand remained firm and grasped the ball of light as the thick ink gradually dispersed.

The Martial Emperor's peak shot was so fast that he almost ignored the spatial distance and was about to touch the ball of light in an instant.

But at this moment, Song Jun's arm suddenly paused slightly.

The next moment, seven or eight scars suddenly appeared on the surface of his arm.

Then, blood spurted out from it, as hot as lava.

"Dare you touch our things?" Ao Kong sneered.

Song Jun had no choice but to stop, and first tried his best to resist Ao Kong's terrifying magical power that ripped apart the sky.

Fortunately, he is a martial arts master in the fourteenth realm and has a strong body.

If he were in the same realm as Ao Kong, his arm would probably be cut into seven or eight pieces by Ao Kong on the spot.

Even so, Song Jun's left arm was bloody and bloody at this moment, as if it had been crushed by countless sharp knives.

Han Xiao had already hit his head with another stick. Song Jun had no choice but to deal with this opponent first.

Then, he watched helplessly as Shen Herong's thick ink covered the ball of light again, and then fell into the inkstone.

Knowing that he couldn't do anything, and he was afraid that he would die if he didn't leave, Qian Huang Song Jun made a decisive decision and threw down the fragments of the fairy traces, as well as his own capital. It turned into a bolt of lightning, shuttled through the void, and disappeared in an instant.

Han Xiao stepped into the void with his dragon-binding stick in hot pursuit. He stared at Song Jun, but he also disappeared.

Ao Kong noticed that Wang Che gave a low drink, his pen and ink were flying, and he wrote a farewell poem in an instant.

"Sir is so clever that students admire him!"

The young scholar looked away from his previous decadence and laziness, his eyes were wide open and his voice was stern: "But the student is not willing to give in!"

On his face, there were two lines of blood from his eyes.

The pen and ink of the farewell poem reveal the will to kill oneself and become a benevolent person, turning into a black ink sword, cutting the sky and the earth, and slashing towards Shen Herong.

Although Chu Xin, Long Te, and Song Bai didn't know the truth about the fairy fragments, they saw that Shen and Rong were at the critical moment to collect the fragments, so they immediately stepped forward to block Wang Che's attack.

But wherever the Mo sword passes, it is invincible.

No matter it is the rich knowledge of the great Confucian master, or the evil shadow of the great devil, or even the spear point of Emperor Wu Tuoliuhe, nothing can stop Wang Che's writing at this moment.

The three thirteenth realm masters who were the same as him were all swept away by Mo Jian, with the sword's edge still pointed at Shen Herong.

However, at this moment, Shen Herong, just like Ao Kong when he faced the radiance of the fairy trail, was concentrating on his own affairs and was indifferent to the danger approaching from behind.

When Mo Jian arrived in front of her, the figure of the four-phase demon appeared.

There was a humane sneer on the monster's face.

Silver, gold, black, and white radiance appeared at the same time, and then condensed into a square frame.

The Mo sword fell into the square frame, and it suddenly seemed to be in another world, unable to hurt Ao Kong and Shen Herong.

From this four-color intertwined square frame of black, white, gold and silver, there is even a strange gravitational pull.

The extended ink sword seemed to turn into a rope at this moment, dragging Wang Che, the source of the ink, into the square frame.

This is Ao Kong's self-created magical power after integrating the blood of the four great demons: the golden-winged roc, the phantom dragon, the mountain-moving demon ape, and the phantom mirage. It is called the Four Directions Desperate Realm.

It has similarities with the Confucian family, the country, the world, and the Buddhist Pure Land, but it is far more dangerous and more vicious than it.

Wang Che was injured, so he attacked forcefully without sparing any force, making it difficult for Chu Xin and others to resist.

But for Ao Kong, the other party just arrived at his door.

Ao Kong accepted Wang Che in a desperate situation. Looking back, he saw that the thick ink had fallen into the inkstone and had settled down.

Shen Herong successfully recovered the fairy fragment that originally belonged to her.


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