Authentic Magic Gate

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Among the devil cicadas, Xue Liren puzzledly said: "Since Ye Daoyou can talk to each other like this, why should I come?"

"Because you are more handsome." Yang Mei praised.

Xue Liren pressed the sword with his hand. If he couldn't beat Yang Mei himself, he would have cut it with a sword. Are you handsome? Although he is a monk, he has also looked in the mirror himself. He has a short figure, gray skin, scattered facial features, and a huge face.

How to arrange these things can not make people handsome.

"Master Yan Mo, the momentum is fierce, why?"

Yan Mo smiled and said: "Just come to discuss."

"Despite the master's orders."

Yan Mo frowned: "Anyway, you won't do it, will you?"

"Exactly, I came to just ask the master to pick me up. If the master can come next, then we will naturally send someone to negotiate with the master, if not ..."

"Daoyou, please come out with a sword." Yan Mo stepped back and waited quietly.

"The master is so polite." Ye Ting said, manipulating the body he made, and pulled a wooden sword from his sleeve. The shape of this wooden sword is exactly what he used to practice the sword during the condensate period, and is the standard consumable for the Dragon City.

"The master once gave me the wooden sword, please ask the master for advice." Ye Ting said, pushing the wooden sword forward and stabbing it out.

In Yan Mo's fingers, the golden light flashed on his fingertips, and he touched Ye Ting's wooden sword. Ye Ting's body burst into blood, and his entire arm burst into pieces.

Yan Mo's face also changed slightly, Ye Ting's arm shattered, but the wooden sword was still there, turning into tens of thousands of green lotus, blooming around. Every green lotus is a sword.

"Are you delaying time?" Yan Mo looked impatient.

"The master laughed, how can time be delayed?" Ye Ting replied leisurely. The body created by the ten-party air ban method has no pain. This spell is mutated on its own body. It is controlled by the causal line, and the other party can't do it. Counterattack through this body.

Ruined his arm, Ye Ting's consciousness was not hurt at all.

Yan Mo was speechless, the opponent was really just a sword attack, but this sword can turn out tens of thousands of repeated attacks, all blocked the sky know how much time it will take.

There are some changes in the underground veins. I came down to check the veins. The fortress in front of us was weird, otherwise why would n’t you just talk nonsense and go up to demons and demons?

"Daoyou, I have also studied swordsmanship, please come to see you."

Yan Mo said, the cassock flying, his fist hitting the ground, the fire was shining, and the Brahma fire, which was broken by Qinglian, returned and slammed into the middle, all hitting Yan Mo.

The flames emerged from the top of his head and under his feet, and spread out again and again, becoming a real fire with unclear ways.

puff!

The fire was boiling under Yan Mo's feet, and the body made by Ye Ting's eyes condensed and spun quickly. This high temperature almost melts the body directly. Among the rotating eyes, the pupil was pulled into a trace, forming a magic pattern, which turned into a magic eye.

Then one of the eyes instantly turned into a snow-white color, and in the other eye socket, condensed into a magic sword sword pupil.

Sword Qi cutting, the high temperature around the body dissipated, the flames were surprised, his karma did not burn a projection? He uttered a word lightly in his mouth-robbery!

In the flames above the head, a golden lotus was born, the golden lotus bloomed, and a sword rushed over, and the body made by Ye Ting disintegrated instantly.

The attack of the magic sword sword pupil has not begun, it is over.

"Sister, this monk is so strong!" Ye Ting encountered this situation for the first time. All his attacks were ignored by the other party, and the other party's attacks could not be avoided. Even if the ontology faced this flame, the result is still the same.

Because it is possible that his own Ten-Fang Tianshen Stele was not released and was killed.

The sword intention is only one thing, but it has some similar powers to Karma, and it will never stop without killing the enemy's origin!

For the demon **** of death has not yet been created, the role of the Nine Tribulation Hidden Armor, for the monks of this realm, I am afraid that it can only offset the first wave of attacks.

"Golden Lotus in the fire, this monk's secret method comes at least from the door, don't treat him as an ordinary Tibetan courtyard, the guys who have just entered the virtual realm may not be as powerful as he is!" Such characters.

"Xue Liren, it's your time to go." Yang Mei pushed back, and Xue Liren flew out of the magic cicada, his sword flashed, and his feet fell to the ground.

Yan Mo withdrew the flames, the temperature in the air was still hot, Xue Liren's sword was lingering, and finally he was not scorched.

"Jianyi attacked along the firelight, and the manipulation was terrible!" Ye Ting recalled the swordlight, which could not be avoided. That's right, the firelight still has a terrifying temperature, which can affect the enemy's consciousness, and can even change the operation of a little time.

It seems that this swordsmanship is not good at the enemy, otherwise it is not necessary to produce a sword at all, just a sword will kill the body you made.

Swordsmanship is just a minutiae, purely the power of the enemy is too strong, if Ye Ting has the same power, you can still resist it. What the other party is more powerful is the secret method of the golden lotus in that fire.

The powerful secret method contains countless branches, and it is terrible to refine one or two of them.

It seems that even if it is the secret method of the next door, it should not be underestimated.

Xue Liren stood in front of Yan Mo and didn't know how to speak. The broken mountain Jianliu was a major school. The question was how to compare with Baige Temple. The gap between the two sides is too great, and Yan Mo did not do anything to him, and even converged the strength of his body, lest he hurt Xue Liren.

In such an environment, Xue Liren is still trembling. Imagine a mouse standing in front of a cat, but the environment is just a closed carton.

The cat is burping and has no appetite. Are mice not afraid?

"Send a monk with such a low level to come to show weakness, or do you want to humiliate me?" Yan Mo asked Xue Liren.

"Go to your mother!" Xue Liren opened his mouth and said such a sentence involuntarily. His face was terrified, because he didn't want to say it at all.

"It turns out to humiliate me, it's really unwise."

"I'm here to negotiate. What the master wants, you can tell me."

Yan Mo's eyes fell on the castle, and the projection of the devil's cicada was extremely real. The dense moire pattern on it was not a phantom. It could release powerful magic attacks.

"Go back, you can't call the shots." Yan Mo said coldly: "If you don't go, I will strike you and kill you until there are enough people in it."

"I can't say that I'm the most weighty person ... but it's not much more weighty than me." Xue Liren recovered a bit of wisdom and said what he said was on the right track. He wants to delay time.

Without waiting for what Yan Mo said, Xue Liren continued: "If the master is not satisfied with me, then there will be a monk in the condensed state."

"I don't believe you still have a period of practice."

"It's a very simple thing to create a mortal." Xue Liren is not afraid anymore, he has already scolded the monk's mother at the beginning, and it doesn't matter what he said.

"Well ... Then you go back, I want to try to destroy this fortress alone." Yan Mo said, palming forward, sent Xue Liren back to the fortress.

"It's really a monk ..." Yang Mei opened his eyes and sighed. Xue Liren was sent back without saying enough for three minutes.

Buzz ...

The whole fortress shuddered, and the light from Jin Lian turned into a giant Buddha who kicked him.

The Buddha's light dissipated, the fortress was safe, and the people inside were all pale.

After being kicked out of the fort by this foot, except for a few dozen people, the rest of them were bored in the chest. An unspeakable nausea arose. Some monks outside Fengzhou even started to vomit.

Ye Ting said nothing, and urged the formation on the fort. At the highest level, eighteen dragons circled and a huge chariot was pulled behind the dragon.

On the huge chariot, a monk with long reddish hair, holding a stone long sword, chopped it down towards the Buddha.

Monks in Fengzhou held their breath and watched this scene.

Every monk in Fengzhou recognized the man on the chariot, Yu Wenxuan, the strongest monk in Fengzhou.

The stone long sword was somehow chopped on the neck of the Buddha, the sky shook, and the golden boats of the Buddha above the wind shuddered. The head of the Buddha was chopped off by the sword, and the golden light filled the sky. odor.

Eighteen dragons roared at the same time, blowing away the golden light.

"It turned out to be a spell of mindfulness." Ye Ting sighed. The Buddhist door is quite powerful in this respect ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ What I came up with was a master I was very familiar with.

Then this time the collision, it must be the other party won.

Unconsciously, Fengzhou monk was washed by Ye Ting again. Their worship of Yu Wenxuan has reached an irreplaceable point. The power of the Big Buddha, even Simeng and others, could not see the reality.

Because after Yan Mo advanced into the Tibetan courtyard, he realized that he needed the Buddha and became a powerful combat force in the golden lotus secret in the fire. This Buddha was not imagined by him, but actually existed in the kingdom of Buddhism.

If Ye Ting imagined it was not genuine, his imagination would be slapped to death by the big Buddha.

The Big Buddha was beheaded because it was not a thing of this world, it was separated by a layer. Heaven and earth cannot be tolerated, and then condensed through imagination, he was cut off by Yu Wenxuan who Ye Ting imagined.

Yan Mo froze for a moment. He didn't expect the other party to use the same method to kill the conquering Buddha he had imagined. No wonder Master let him come here to solve the underground problem, it seems that he encountered a big fish.

The golden lotus above his head dissipated, the fire under his feet overflowed, and the flame spread on the ground like a tide, quickly flooding Ye Ting's fortress. Among the crimson flames, the blossoming golden lotus bloomed and swayed in the flames.

The chariot in the sky slowly dissipated, only a spell, Ye Ting was unable to continue to visualize.

Above the ground, flames swept through hundreds of miles, not knowing how many golden lotuses were born. Yan Mo flew in the flames and came to a distance of one hundred feet before the fortress.

"My Buddha is compassionate and helps me kill this demon!"