I Have An Impenetrable Fortress

Long Guangtian is located outside the Nine Heavens, adjacent to the Northwest Youtian in the Nine Heavens, and has a vast area.

Even knowing that the Supreme Sealed Land is within Long Guangtian, it is not easy to find the exact position and path.

Zhang Dongyun had some doubts in his heart, so he was not in a hurry.

He continued to slowly accumulate experience points, and at the same time pay close attention to his own practice.

Shen Herong sent back a message: "Brother, Fifth Brother found some clues pointing to Long Guangtian, but he has doubts in his heart, thinking that it is more likely to be a trap."

Zhang Dongyun can also get a general understanding of the situation through Lei Han.

The clue Lei Hanxin found has something to do with Tan Kaixue.

It was no wonder that Lei Han had no doubts.

"In addition, there are signs that many masters have gathered towards Long Guangtian." Shen Herong added: "There are rumors that there is the figure of Huangji Tianyaohuang."

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Zhang Dongyun slightly nodded: "Supreme heir."

Shen Herong asked: "Ye Qingpeng, is he also going for the Supreme?"

Although it was a question, the tone was firm.

"Probably so." Zhang Dongyun said: "Long Guangtian can go, but don't worry after he passes. Ye Qingpeng is also a person who doesn't see rabbits and doesn't scatter eagles."

Shen Herong nodded: "Yes..."

Li Shulou, Lei Han, Shen Herong went to Long Guangtian first.

Zhang Dongyun himself continued to practice meditation.

In the Daming Palace, the seemingly limited interior space of the palace is actually vast and boundless.

Zhang Dongyun stood in the middle, and the other two figures stood far away, one on the left and one on the right.

Li Shulou and Zong Tianxuan.

But not the real ones, but the phantoms projected by the Invincible City.

The phantoms of the two attacked Zhang Dongyun together.

Zhang Dongyun's body is surrounded by two distinct black and white hemispheres, silently enduring two completely different and mysterious artistic conceptions of power.

Black and white, flourishing day by day.

Between the two, build a mysterious bridge to communicate.

It is like a bridge spanning the long river of time, stretching across the ages.

The bridge looks illusory at first, but gradually solidifies.

Standing on the bridge, Zhang Dongyun feels that he is about to cross a threshold that is nothing but real.

………

Although he was alone, Ye Qingpeng, who was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, appeared in Longhuatian.

Following the instructions of the master, Tan Kaixue, and his disciples, he headed towards the supreme "mausoleum".

Ye Qingpeng stopped in the dark void.

He stretched out his palm, and his fingertips broke open automatically, dripping blood from it.

The blood burns in the universe, as hot and brilliant as stars, adding a starlight out of thin air to the dark and cold universe.

Ye Qingpeng squeezed a strange formula with both hands together.

It is not obtained from the practice of martial arts experts, nor is it a Taoist formula.

Rather, it is weird and distorted, but full of mystery and nature, bringing all kinds of contradictions into one body.

Typical sorcery.

It has a distorted and natural atmosphere, stained with starlight.

So in the center of the starlight, a criss-crossing "ten"-shaped portal was opened, which was neither closed nor opened.

Ye Qingpeng's figure flashed, his flesh and blood changed at will, and he had already entered the weird portal.

Accompanied by his movement, the surrounding universe seemed to vibrate.

The top masters of Longhua Tianli's activities all have a vague feeling in their hearts.

Ye Qingpeng ignored this, and just blindly moved forward, traveling through a special path of twisted and layered time and space.

When his eyes suddenly opened up, there was no void in the universe, only a hazy layer of purple-gold remained.

Under the shroud of the purple-golden world, it is hard to know the distance, and it seems to stand a huge palace.

Outside the palace, someone was already standing there first.

The figure of the first comer was also shrouded in purple and gold light.

At this time, he turned around slightly, and looked at Ye Qingpeng who was behind with a blank expression.

Both of them are dressed in dragon robes, the emperor is majestic and orderly, they don't know how to put on a show, but they confront each other **** for tat and refuse to give in to each other.

"Jin Zhaokai." Ye Qingpeng looked calm, his eyes passed through the purple and golden light, and fell on the middle-aged man opposite.

The other party also looked indifferent: "Ye Qingpeng? I've heard about it."

Ye Qingpeng asked: "Listen to Juggernaut, or should I listen to Tan Kaixue's mention?"

"It seems that you are not ignorant." Emperor Yao Jin Zhaokai didn't change his face.

"I don't know as much as you, but it's barely enough."

Ye Qingpeng said calmly: "The Supreme Being has not yet fallen, but was suppressed and sealed by the patriarchs of the Three Religions.

For so many years, the Supreme has been seeking to break out of the seal. Although there is a little chance to get the help of the Supreme, it is still not easy.

At the very least, a sacrifice is required.

A martial artist is one of art and career, and he does not practice the method of avatar, but it is not necessarily necessary to use the method of domination. "

"Since you know that you are the chosen sacrifice, do you still dare to come here?" Emperor Yao Jin Zhaokai asked calmly.

Ye Qingpeng smiled calmly, which is rare: "The Supreme needs a sacrifice, and it is an extremely outstanding warrior, a proud emperor who has already stood at the pinnacle of the martial arts.

But, it doesn't have to be me.

Just like you, the supreme heir, isn't it also very suitable? "

Emperor Yao Jin Zhaokai's face was calm and unwavering.

Ye Qingpeng said calmly: "Are you really loyal to the Supreme?

I'm afraid it may not be the case, even if there is no intention to replace him, he would not be happy to have more people giving orders on top of his head.

As for the Juggernaut, she just needs a worthy ally. It doesn't matter who is the Supreme, does it? "

"You still have the idea of ​​replacing your tutor." Emperor Yao Jin Zhaokai said indifferently.

Ye Qingpeng stretched out his hand and waved a big banner: "It depends on your ability."

Jin Zhaokai nodded and remained silent.

He had no weapons, just raised his hands and clenched his fists.

With a flash of purple and gold brilliance, it seemed as if the entire universe was held in the palm of its hand.

As far as Ye Qingpeng is concerned, it seems that he has been controlled by Jin Zhaokai before he makes a move.

There are not many mysterious changes, and there are not many subtle truths.

Only the hegemony who holds all these changes and principles in his own hands.

Inheriting the true meaning of martial arts from the supreme lineage.

Be above all, the ultimate master.

"Okay!" Ye Qingpeng cheered blankly, his subordinates were not slow, the banner was waving, and a vast mist of light spread.

The artistic conception of strength demonstrated is also not the unity of will.

Instead, all living beings are used by me, and they are all under my control.

For a while, the two sides were tit-for-tat and refused to give in to each other.

Ye Qingpeng waved the banner, pierced through Zijin Guanghui and rushed out.

Bright yellow and purple gold collided continuously in the void, but the surrounding time and space seemed to freeze.

After consecutive confrontations, Bright Yellow seems to be gradually losing the wind.

Compared with the martial arts honed by Zhizun and Jin Zhaokai's master and apprentice for countless years, Ye Qingpeng's personal artistic conception of starting a stove seems to be weak.

The bright yellow figure flashed in mid-air, and the path retreated temporarily when it came.

But in the void path, a large amount of black mist suddenly gushed out.

Ye Qingpeng waved the banner to shatter the black mist.

But in the black mist, there was a clear air flow, which continued to block his way.

The clear air unfolded, and the figures of Li Shulou, Lei Han, and Shen Herong appeared from it, facing Ye Qingpeng face to face.