I Have An Impenetrable Fortress

"That's so, that's really great." Mr. Fu Qing exclaimed.

Seeing the other party and a group of four people come and act together, the old Confucian actually changed his mind to speculation.

Now that he has verified the guess, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but he was also a little nervous.

The Four Elephants Good Fortune Array is one of the treasures of Taiyimen Mountain.

The Patriarch of their family wandered around, and the Taiyi Gate was still as stable as Mount Tai. In addition to the deterrence of the Patriarch himself who did not know when to come back, this battle was also a great contribution.

Now I heard that the other old elders in Taiyimen were jointly refining magic weapons, Mr. Fu Qing couldn't help but doubt that Taiyimen's strength would increase greatly when this magic weapon appeared.

From this point of view, Taiyimen's voice in the eastern heavens is likely to grow louder in the future.

Doushi Academy also had to pay attention to this.

However, for the old Confucian himself, the most important question at the moment is the real person Shaoqing, the real person Mingxuan and their four-image good luck formation.

On the bright side, with this battle, the odds of winning are greatly increased against Chang'an City in the Yanhuang Realm.

Although Mr. Fu Qing felt that Changan should have more than two fifteenth level masters instead of sixteenth level masters, otherwise it would not have heard anything about it before.

But even if Chang'an City really has 16th realm masters, with the Taiyimen's Four Elephants Good Fortune Array as the base, they can at least retreat with their whole body in the past.

But as far as Mr. Fu Qing is concerned, the bad side is that he and Mr. Xin are two great scholars, and I am afraid that he will not be able to control the situation steadily in his own hands.

Shaoqing is a real person, and they will be the leader by then.

Although they are going to rescue the Muslims, the Muslims and Mr. Fang Cun, Yue Fengling, were trapped in the Yanhuang Realm together, which has explained a lot of problems.

The two of them lived very closely, even made friends, and frequented each other. Mr. Fu Qing had heard of this.

The halal man went to the Yanhuang Realm with Mr. Fang Cun Yue Fengling, and maybe he was invited by Yue Fengling to help capture the Qi Yao Crystal Marrow.

If real Shaoqing is waiting for the Taiyi Sect masters to go with him, will he help Mr. Fang Cun because he supervises the Muslims?

For Mr. Fu Qing, the ownership of the Qi Yao Crystal Marrow suddenly became unclear.

He was silent on his face, but groaned secretly in his heart.

Mr. Xin's gaze looked to him.

Mr. Xin didn't care about Qi Yao crystal marrow.

But this may involve him obtaining the Blood God Gu, so he had to respect Mr. Fu Qing's decision.

Old Julius thought about it, his expression unchanged, and looked at each other with Mr. Xin.

When Mr. Xin saw this, he knew that the other party still refused to give up. He wanted to go to the Yanhuang Realm with Taiyimen and the Taoist heavenly monarchs, and then act by chance.

Mr. Xin remained silent and focused on the opinions of the other party.

After the Taoist and Confucian parties saw the ceremony, everyone should leave together for the Yanhuang Realm.

Behind them, the dark universe fluctuated in the void, revealing the same pitch black, seemingly deeper thick ink.

In the thick ink, a middle-aged woman watched Mr. Fu Qing and his party leave from a distance.

She was thoughtful.

Even the Taiyi Sect was also involved, and it seemed that things were more complicated than expected.

She was about to continue to follow secretly, suddenly her expression moved slightly, and she turned to look in the other direction.

As a Confucian sub-sage of the sixteenth realm, her spirit of agility is still higher than that of masters such as Mr. Xin, real person Shaoqing, real person Mingxuan, and her insight and perception ability is also better.

In the distant void beyond the perception of the fifteenth realm master, she vaguely noticed that there seemed to be a more familiar power fluctuation.

Warrior blood...

But as if to destroy the stars...

Extremely sharp...

This feeling... the middle-aged woman looked serious.

She turned her head and glanced in the direction where Mr. Fu Qing and others disappeared. After a little hesitation, she finally gave up the secret tracking, and instead looked for the past in another direction.

After a while, she felt like ripples on the calm water surface.

The source of the ripples was quickly locked by her, and then she went straight to the past.

Close to a certain extent, the other party was shocked to realize her approach.

She could feel the opponent evacuating quickly, but the speed was much slower than she expected.

It seems that there is injury.

The middle-aged woman was expressionless and chased at full speed.

The opponent's realm is lower than her, and she pursues with all her strength, and the opponent is not easy to get rid of.

Now that he was injured, he completely lost hope, and was soon overtaken by the middle-aged woman.

A starlight quickly crossed the dark cosmic void.

But it suddenly stopped and disappeared.

In the vast void, a thin man with a thin body and an appearance of about 30 years old, holding a halberd in his hands, staring indifferently at the Confucian sub-sage who intercepted him in front of him.

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"Are you Fu Tianshu?" the middle-aged woman asked slowly.

The thin man with a pale face holding a halberd calmly replied, "Yes, who are you?"

The woman stared at each other: "Beidou deceased."

The thin man looked calm: "I haven't heard from the master, there are Confucian friends of the literary sage level."

"It happened many years ago. The old man had received the blessing of the Big Dipper. He was very handsome and didn't care about it, but the old man had to remember it and had to report it."

The middle-aged woman looked at the thin man up and down, feeling the martial art mood of the other party very similar to that of her former friend: "Why do you want to kill the teacher?"

Fu Tianshu's tone was calm and calm: "Beyond the master, defeat the master, this is the disciple, the greatest reward and respect for his old man."

The middle-aged woman stared at each other closely: "The teacher is not better than the disciple, and the disciple does not have to be as good as the teacher. This is not objection to the old man, but you killed Beidou's life, it is another matter!"

"People of Confucian origin always like to be reasonable, must they win each other?"

Fu Tianshu said indifferently: "You like reasoning so much. Haven't you heard the truth about swords, guns and eyeslessness? You know that your master is a master of cultivation. If you want to defeat him, I must do my best. There is really no possibility of staying."

He raised his head slightly, paused and said, "So, I might be disrespectful to his old man, but if I am today and in good condition, I might indeed be able to accept mercy and not hurt his life, right? But? The problem is, without the battle back then, I wouldn't be able to break through all the way to the present."

The middle-aged woman looked at each other for a long while, with a slight anger on her face, but at this time she gradually recovered her calm.

But she was not convinced by Fu Tianshu.

"Stubborn, full of evil ways and crooked ways, I still don't know how to repent today."

The middle-aged woman said slowly: "I have been looking for you for many years without seeing news, but I didn't expect that the Dao and the left will meet today, and I will clean up the door for Beidou.

Fu Tianshu smiled faintly on his face, and he was not afraid even if he was seriously injured. He raised the halberd in his hand and pointed at the other person: "You have your reason, I have my way, so what's the use? Real chapter."