The invisible wind turned into chains, binding the mountain-moving demon ape.

At the same time, these "chains" are like sharp blades, cutting through the body of the demon ape.

However, the mountain moving demon ape was covered in black hair like armor, helping him resist the "blade".

Although he was not injured, "Blade" still caused him pain.

The Mountain Moving Demon Ape was furious, opened his arms, broke these "blades" and "chains", and then flew towards Hong Xiao, the head of the White Horse Academy.

Hong Xiao was slightly surprised.

Previously, he saw that Shen Herong and the four of them could surround this mountain-moving demon ape, so much so that he misestimated the strength of the demon ape.

However, although Hong Xiao was not shocked, he immediately wrote a poem, manifesting the Great Wall of China and blocking the mountain-moving demon ape.

The furious demon ape smashed down the city walls.

But this time has allowed Hong Xiao to regroup.

"Receive. ”

As Hong Xiao's voice echoed in the heavens and the earth, the mountains, rivers, sun and moon all changed color together.

The air, like ripples of water, is shaking.

In mid-air, it was as if an invisible barrier had appeared, separating heaven and earth into two parts, inside and outside.

The demon ape that flew towards him suddenly disappeared in mid-air.

The people around him, whether they were friends or enemies, were not surprised when they saw this.

Because that is the magic power of the Ninth Realm Confucian, the family and the country.

The ninth realm, the cultivators of the realm of the peaceful world, can use their own literary talents to create an illusory independent world.

The reason why the mountain-moving demon ape disappeared was because it crashed headlong into Hong Xiao's "family and country".

However, visible to the naked eye, the space seems to distort slightly from time to time.

It wasn't an illusion that the human eye saw, but the mountain-moving demon ape was struggling to destroy it in an independent space, hoping to break out.

The destructive power of the other party made Hong Xiao frown slightly.

If you don't care about it, you might really break out of this demon monkey.

However, there should still be time......

Hong Xiao no longer paid attention to the mountain-moving demon ape, but turned his gaze to Shen Herong and the others.

"Blood Phoenix, Dark Bat, and now add the Phantom Sky Dragon and the Mountain Moving Demon Ape......"

Hong Xiao shook his head slowly: "Chang'an City, it has intensified, and it is indeed the devil's cave in the world." ”

When the little monk Huiming heard this, he clasped his palms together: "Old man, Chang'an has some rules for all demon path cultivators, so as not to make them a disaster for the people......

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Hong Xiao: "Are you a disciple of Buddhism? Although it is rare here in the Eastern Tang Dynasty, the old man has already heard that you fool the people with demon laws, and even encroach on the people's land and property, and raise Zhuang slaves, you will only embezzle the people's fat and people's ointment. ”

Hui Ming was stunned: "The poor monk is not ......"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he saw Hong Xiao on the other side with a soft drink, and immediately the wind blew violently and swept towards him, wanting to clean up his "filth".

The little monk Huiming had no choice but to manifest the power of Sumeru and face the hurricane.

This is the ninth realm of Confucian cultivators who use their own talents to attract the aura of heaven and earth and manifest the storm.

Gangfeng is everywhere, almost like a real giant blade that slashes the sky, can cut off small mountain peaks.

Huiming did not defend passively, but stayed on the ground.

Sumeru's Demon Fist He has already gained three flavors, Sumeru is vigorously exerted on the fist, and when he punches out, it is like moving a hill.

The young monk's spiritual platform was empty, reflecting the invisible wind, and the trajectory was clear one by one.

He threw a punch, and the golden light condensed into a mountain peak, not to resist Gangfeng head-on, but still hit from the side, smashing Gangfeng with the peak.

The little monk Huiming, who has a superb inheritance of his master, shows his strong strength far beyond his peers at this moment.

However, the opponent he is facing now is also not comparable to Yun Mo, the owner of Qingxia Mountain Villa.

Hong Xiao, who is now one of the three masters of the Eastern Tang Dynasty, even if he is only a miracle that has been exported into chapters, he is also angry.

Although Huiming barely parried, there were still one Sumeru Mountain after another that was cut off by Gangfeng, and one after another Gangfeng passed through his defense and slashed directly at him.

Hui Ming couldn't deal with it, seeing that Gangfeng had arrived in front of him, fortunately, Ao Ying next to him flew by in the form of a phantom dragon and took him to the side to dodge.

But Hong Xiao immediately shouted.

The Phantom Dragon that Ao Ying had transformed shook in mid-air.

On the surface of her body, there were blood marks one after another, as if she was about to be torn apart.

Hong Xiao's tongue bloomed with spring thunder, and a loud shout contained the masculine power of thunder, and the scholar opened his mouth, as if he could be comparable to the masculine blood of a martial arts powerhouse.

The white dragon was covered in blood, but her body seemed to turn into an illusory cloud.

In the next moment, the clouds and mist reunited, re-manifesting the appearance of the Phantom Heavenly Dragon.

Although Ao Ying escaped the catastrophe, her breath was weak, and her vitality was obviously greatly damaged.

Hong Xiao didn't use his pen and ink, and the exit was a chapter, and the wind turned into a gang seemed to be infinite, surrounding several people in Chang'an, and the opponent seemed to have no power to fight back.

In the Eastern Tang army in the distance, Li Xuannian, the king of Fengqing County, looked at it and withdrew his gaze.

The masters of the ninth realm stepped out, and there were several opponents in front of him who were only in the seventh realm, and there was no possibility of escaping.

However, the fist technique used by the little monk looked extremely good...... Li Xuannian pondered in his heart.

However, none of this is important at the moment, and being able to eliminate Chang'an is the most urgent thing for the Eastern Tang Dynasty at the moment.

Farther north, the people of Northern Qi stopped and observed from afar.

"It's a coincidence, just after we arrived, we happened to encounter the two sides fighting. ”

Gao Zheng, the second son of King Qi, said with a smile: "Looking at the movement of this move, it should be Hong Xiao of the White Horse Academy of the Eastern Tang Dynasty. ”

"Let's just wait and see. Yan Sheng, vice president of Shuofeng Academy next to him, said.

"This is natural. Gao Zheng smiled, then turned his head to look at Elder Wang Ning of Fog Sky Peak: "Elder Wang, I don't know when the other masters of your sect will arrive?"

Compared to Chen Xingwen in the eighth realm, Wang Ning in front of him was only a cultivator in the seventh realm.

"The sect is currently overstretched, and it may be difficult for other masters to come to the aid in a short period of time. ”

Wang Ningyan said: "But before the old man went out, the head of the family gave the 'foggy country' to bring the old man, which should come in handy." ”

Gao Zheng's eyes lit up: "Oh? That's great, I'll wait and see." ”

The foggy rivers and mountains are one of the treasures of the Foggy Sky Peak, collecting the strange clouds and smoke that have not dispersed in the mountains for many years, and then fusing the essence and blood of martial arts masters, and refining them into a strange magic weapon controlled by martial artists by Daomen masters.

Once unfolded, it can almost be compared to the family and country of the Ninth Realm Confucian, trapping the enemy in it.

It is also easy to use to be sharp against the enemy and to cover one's own withdrawal.

While Gao Zheng was happy, he was also secretly wary of Wang Ning sneaking away in the fog.

As for the current battle situation, he didn't care about it as much as Li Xuannian.

Since Hong Xiao personally took action, the outcome was already doomed.

It's just an appetizer here, and the real feast will wait for Hong Xiao to arrive in Chang'an City.

Prior to this, no matter whether it was the Northern Qi Dynasty or the Eastern Tang Dynasty, everyone had no idea of interfering.

The White Horse Academy was at the forefront, and they couldn't ask for it.

Gao Zheng and Li Xuannian were relaxed, but Hong Xiao himself felt weird.

After all, he is a great Confucian of the ninth realm, and he is extraordinary in terms of insight and academic attainment.

The old man stared at the four opponents in front of him.

The main attention is on which little girl has the lowest cultivation.

The other party actually formed a golden pill at a young age, and the Taoist cultivation talent is really unlimited.

But Hong Xiao always felt that the other party seemed to be hiding something.

Moreover, it is related to Confucianism.

Hong Xiao was about to grab the other party and ask him clearly, when suddenly two rays of light flew in the distance, one red and one purple.

The fierce and ferocious dragon roared and the phoenix roared.

It was the Blood Shadow Old Demon who felt it with the Purple Sun Old Demon.

The Blood Phoenix and the Purple Sun Jiao rushed towards Hong Xiao together.

Hong Xiao's talent condensed on the top of his head, and immediately manifested a huge pen like a rafter that was dozens of meters long.

The seemingly huge brush was waved in mid-air, and a poem was quickly written.

Then in mid-air, the stormy waves appeared, and the blue waves were vast expanse, blocking the blood rain falling from the wings of the blood phoenix, and the purple flames spit out by the purple sun jiao.

The top of Hong Xiao's head is like a rafter, and a huge pen keeps writing.

First the Seven Absolute Rules, then the Seven Laws, and then the Prose.

The more you write, the longer you write, but the speed is not slow at all.

Then I saw the roaring waves, the ice and snow storms, the fires of the plains, and even the arrows of bows and crossbows.

The overwhelming attacks made the two demons like boats in a tsunami, and they could be swallowed by the frenzy at any time.

Confucian practitioners borrow the Dharma of heaven and earth, and use their own literary talents to lead the heaven and earth to move, the heaven and the earth are big, how vast, and how vast is the power?

The regret of low-level Confucian practitioners is that they are slow to do so.

But for Hong Xiao, who has already achieved the world of the family and the country, the problem is not big.

So the stormy attack covered all the people in Chang'an present, and everyone couldn't raise their heads.

"It's to find you demons, and it's best for you to fall into the net. "Hong Xiao's mask is frosty.

However, at this moment, there was a sudden screeching sound in the air on the other side.

It was as if a gap had been torn open in the space, revealing another world inside.

A demon ape that moved mountains like a small mountain rushed out of it.

Hong Xiao frowned, and the top of his head was like a huge pen writing poems, manifesting the net of heaven and earth, and wanted to trap the demon ape again.

But the other party erupted into an earth-shattering roar.

Then I saw that the thick black hairs on his body fell off automatically.

Every black hair turned into a smaller black ape.

I saw the mountain-moving demon ape like a small mountain, as if its body disintegrated, turned into countless fragments, and rolled downward.

The huge demon ape like a small mountain turned into hundreds or thousands of smaller demon apes, and then scattered in all directions.

Hong Xiao's net of heaven and earth failed to play any role.

However, the demon ape had no intention of fighting back, but scattered in a hurry and fled in all directions.

"Big brother, let's take the little sister. ”

Shen Herong's voice was transmitted to Zhang Dongyun in the Daming Palace through the Qingtian Eye: "No matter how late it is, the others are in danger, and the eleventh brother will run away." ”

"No, you don't. ”

Zhang Dongyun's tone was indifferent, he stood up and moved his body joints.

A system prompt sounded in his head:

[The construction of private schools, schools, academies, and four-level schools in the city has been preliminarily improved, and the teachers and students have initially reached the standard, and the city lord has completed the construction task of 5.3 and obtained a promotion experience reward of 2,000 points]

[The city lord construction task upgrade experience reaches 5,600 points, and the guardian mission upgrade experience reaches 6,700 points, meeting the requirements of the fifth city expansion, is it possible to expand immediately?]