Authentic Magic Gate

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Ye Ting laughed, Tang Ji was an authentic disciple, and he also thought about it. However, he dared to experiment with tactics at this time, but he was so bold that he was not afraid of turning his face?

The rest period was very short, only a quarter of an hour, Tu Su and others returned accurately, and Ye Ting said: "I want to build a few five-prison soldiers, but the materials are too poor, and I can only maintain twelve hours. Disintegrate yourself. And ... it is possible to attack myself, but I will set the direction, at least I will always go there. "

Ye Ting was referring to the direction of the Qingcheng virtual realm monks. Tang Ji and others felt incredible after hearing this.

Ye Ting pointed to the debris of the stone demon everywhere: "Waste use, anyway, these will soon return to the world."

"How long?"

"No need." Ye Ting took out an array, placed it under his feet, and then sprinkled a puff of five lines of dust in his sleeves, circling on the array endlessly, and after a while, suddenly divided into five lanes, spreading to the surrounding ground Come on. Wherever they passed, all the fragments of the stone demon were stained with five colors.

Tang Ji quietly looked at Ye Ting to cast spells. Ye Ting simply simplified the five prisoners of war. Because the fragments of the stone demon were not qualified, it was impossible to precisely control them. So the core control of Ye Ting is only the direction and the identification of the enemy and the enemy. .

It is not reliable to recognize this basic formation method by the enemy and the enemy, but this inferior magic soldier was originally a consumable.

A sacred soldier stood up on the ground, and there was a piece of black paint in their eyes. They didn't need Ye Ting's order. After they got up, they moved in the same direction, and their steps were chaotic.

Originally there were nearly ten thousand stone demon here, and Ye Ting summoned more than three thousand five prisoners of war with a small spell. This efficiency is also scary. Tang Ji watched Ye Ting carefully put away the position and asked, "If you don't bring anything, the materials I carry with you can guarantee you three months of crazy fighting, how about you?"

"Thirty years." Ye Ting replied.

Tang Ji was speechless again, Ye Ting either did not know how to chat, or just told the truth. His elixirs are very depleting, but there are a lot of materials that can be replenished by the dragon tree. Jianxiu people are not afraid of death. If they eat hard, they will not die within thirty years.

"Then don't be afraid, these sword repairs. Soul lamps have been left in Qingcheng. Once they die, Qingcheng guarantees that they will be reborn in Kyushu, so don't worry about morale."

"My people, don't even die."

Ye Ting expressed his attitude. Regardless of the final result, he will not sacrifice his men. Tang Ji couldn't force it. Ye Ting brought the backbone of Yulong City. In the future, if Yulong City grows, these are the leaders of the sect. The value is not in the combat power.

As the team moves forward, the speed slows down a little, there are more problems with the monsters in the virtual realm, and the lethality is not fake. Ye Ting is still secretly calculating that he wants to forcibly escape from the star's nest. How much sapphire money needs to be consumed.

He found that in this star nest, the deeper it is, the harder it is to break away. The sapphire money on hand may be a little insufficient, which also means that his most powerful means of escape has failed.

"Tang Ji, can they let me listen to my orders?" Ye Ting perceived the enemy in front and asked anxiously.

"what happened?"

"It's all evil cultivation, and the central is a evil temple."

Tang Ji also found the target at this time. Sure enough, there was an altar of evil spirits, surrounded by buildings, and all of them were generations of evil repairs. As for quantity. Still shocking, there are hundreds of powerful infants on the ground within a thousand miles.

These evil repairs simply do not have the normal monk's life, and the rules of conduct are difficult to judge. Each one may be a lunatic.

"Are all the sword-sword nets going to be right?" Seeing Tang Ji agree, Ye Ting turned his head and asked those twenty-five sword repairs.

Jianxiu nodded, and Ye Ting said: "A group of five people, every thirty breaths, releases a cracked sword net and spreads on both sides. The front is handed to the ghost dragon king. The back is handed over to Lu Yi. Tang and I are in the middle, a dragon Advance. "

The sword repairers were puzzled, and one of them asked: "How long will the sword net last?"

"Under normal conditions, twenty-five breaths are fine."

"It's dangerous to have five breaths in between."

"The five breathing time is mine. Wait for my order." Ye Ting's footsteps, driving the rhythm of the entire team, walked toward the altar of evil spirits.

Tang Ji communicated with him and said, "Evil God can be harder to deal with than monster beasts. We have less manpower, don't we need battleships?"

"Evil God fights the battleship, I can't avoid it at all, I can only resist it. After a few fights, our reserve for later battles is exhausted. Do you really think I am mean?"

"I don't mean you are stingy, I mean, I'm afraid that the speed is too slow, and my peers can't support it."

"If he can't support it, there is no value for rescue." Ye Ting's words were full of magical ideas, but he still gave Tang Ji a serious explanation: "Besides, we have too many enemies and need a little morale. This During World War I, it will be easier for me to direct. "

"Easier than me?"

"You just look at it." Ye Ting finished speaking, and ordered the attack. Five sword repairers released their sword formation skills at the same time, and the split-sword net formed instantly, spreading on both sides of the team, and hundreds of attacks were on. The ground-splitting sword net turned into nothingness, the ghost dragon king body directly in front of him carried a avatar, and a flame in his hand turned into a huge fire dragon, releasing tens of thousands of tiny fireballs indiscriminately.

The enchantment contained in the fireball was too obvious, and Tang Ji was surprised, "Is he a monster repair?"

"Did not see it?"

"No." Watching the ghost dragon king waving a long flame whip, swallowing the evil repair in front of it, and swallowing it into the mouth, there is a point in Tang Ji's heart. Ye Ting's men are better than their sword repairs. Much more, can deal with any kind of environment.

Boom!

The impact of the two wings exploded, the sword net swayed, and a wound was cut on the ground. The vitality in the cracks supplemented the consumption of the sword net, which could maintain the time of twenty-five breaths.

Seeing the sword net dissipate, Ye Ting sprinkled with five or five lines of dust. The sword net exploded as if he had taken medicine. The impact of hundreds of evil repairs was forcibly dispersed by Ye Ting's team and killed from the middle, as if plowing the ground.

The sword repairers were surprised. The second round of the cracked sword net was still released. Without Ye Ting's order, they would never stop.

boom!

Farther away, hundreds of miles away, the dense spells of evil repair release magic spells, cut by a soft sword net, and the power dissipated. The sword repairers have only changed color, and the sword nets, which are known for their flexible defense, cannot withstand such a blow for 25 years.

However, in the high altitude, within nine days of Gang Qi, the huge vitality condensed, dropped, and fell into the sword net, quickly replenishing the consumption of the sword net, causing this change, except for the dust of Ye Ting, which is the ghost fire of the ghost dragon king.

The ghost dragon king laughed and urged the body to move forward, faster and faster.

"Good ability." Tang Ji envy, training demon cultivation to cooperate with human combat, it is more difficult to come to the door. Ye Ting can do this without knowing how he did it.

The whole team split the ground with two wings, the ghost dragon king rushed in front, and a large number of infant monks had nowhere to talk. They watched Ye Ting lead the team outside the temple.

Ye Ting did not conceal too much strength at this time. The Ten-Fang Tianshen Monument blasted into the altar and smashed the demon **** statue. Want to come? Ye Ting didn't have the mind to fight hard with the other party.

Although the Shifang Tianshen Monument is not a self-contained world, the true weight is also amazing. The image of the evil **** was shattered, and he wanted to come across the border, and the price he paid could not be tolerated by the evil god.

So no matter how the cultivators release the deity, the evil **** just ignores it.

The dragon tree planted the seeds of the ghost face cherry, and the ghost cherry sky was spawned in the Shifang Heavenly God Monument. The evil cultivation devoured by the ghost dragon king along the way had been transformed into chaotic vitality.

"It's the same as death." Ye Ting looked at the evil repair that She Sheng forgot to die, and the surrounding sword net was released repeatedly, until the ghost face Sakura pulled up more than thirty feet.

"Shoot!"

The dragon tree commanded that the leaves of the ghost-faced cherry blossoms turned into blood red, and the branches swayed, firing the leaves out. This time, there were more ghost faces on the leaves and a sharp whistling sound was emitted.

Ye Ting personally moved forward, and when he reached out, he grabbed the two ends of the sword net and pulled it in his hand. From the beginning to the present, the length of the continuously released sword net has exceeded 100 miles, and the real delay is more than 100 Zhang Chang ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ But Ye Ting pulled the Baili Net directly from the cracks in the earth, and then threw it upward.

The net opened, scattered downward, and the sword gas condensed.

Ye Ting used the heaven and earth phases a little bit to complete the release of this spell, and it took three breaths before and after. The sword net reappeared. After landing, it was swept away. Ye Ting didn't know how many monks were swept into it, and it was cut into pieces.

He only felt that thousands of grievances were rushing in, and was absorbed into Demon Realm Qinglian.

Just a dead ghost, although he is not a fairy, the devil Qinglian has the power to digest these. Ye Ting looses his hand, the sword net disappears, and the living monk sees the blood-red leaves that are overwhelming.

The sword repairers were dumbfounded. They had no knowledge of Tang Ji, and it was not clear how Ye Ting did it. Such a terrorist attack is just a matter of three interest.

Tang Ji sighed. Ye Ting, this guy must have been a disciple of a strong man. This method is really amazing. If you come to copy it again, you may not do well.

This is still the case where the principle is already known. If you let yourself make a temporary design, there must be no such shocking scene.

Sure enough, after this attack, Jianxiu really put Ye Ting into the ground. There is no doubt. The distance of tens of thousands of miles and the countless battlefields are no big deal in their eyes.

"Ye Qinglian, then you continue to command." Ye Ting finished speaking, and fell behind the dragon tree, secretly adjusting his breath. It is very expensive to use the law of heaven and earth. Although he still has the power to fight again, in the face of a large number of enemies, he can only seize the time to restore his strength, and he dare not wantonly act.

If it were not for the purpose of stabilizing people's hearts, he would not be so arrogant. To be continued.