Authentic Magic Gate

"What's your name?" Ye Ting didn't look back and asked for the foundation repair.

"Hu Yanyu." The loose repaired hand slightly stiffened.

"Be careful when you go out, there are also dangerous and many zombies outside. You don't have to resent the monks of the Little King Kong Temple, you can't live without them." Ye Tingyu said sincerely.

"Dare to ask the name of the surname?" Hu Yanyu's hand was still on the storage bag, and there was some tangle in his heart.

"Ye Ting."

"Ye Daoyou, why are you mixed with the people of Xiaojingang Temple?" Hu Yanyu did not hide his hatred.

"Under the big tree is a good place to cool off, and the small King Kong Temple is powerful, which can save me a lot of trouble."

"Robbing others' treasures! Those monks ..."

"No, there are treasures in the world, and those with virtue live there. There are enough monks in the small Vajrasattva monastery to qualify for this. You give up the gold-eye beast that avoids water and accumulate Yin virtue, so Master Zhuoji will let me rescue you. "

Hu Yanyu was speechless for a while, then the monk was let alone to save himself because he gave up? This doesn't make sense, they are just a bunch of scoundrels!

"If the monk Zhuoji is a Tibetan monastery ... no, as long as he has the dharma realm, you will not be so angry. You are not convinced because you have built the foundation, but you dare not fight a monk. The problem is not what they did It ’s because you have encountered too many of these things since you practiced. Instead, it ’s you, a condensate that has been repaired to a treasure, what will you do? "

Huyanyu was speechless. If it was him, of course, he would kill people and seize the treasure. Zhuoji monk left his life at least, without any action.

Ye Ting's words and sentences persuaded people to be kind, and Hu Yanyu didn't take weapons out when he walked out of the forest.

Zhuoji monk didn't expect Ye Ting to save a person back. When Hu Yanyu was found to be unharmed, Zhuo Ji saluted Ye Ting and said in his mouth: "Ye Shizhu's compassionate heart and merits are infinite."

"Saving people is also a happy kill." Ye Ting said casually. Zhuoji monk smiled without mentioning the matter.

Ye Ting walked to Wang Ruoke, pulled out the Yanyan sword, and the monk Zhuoji was also ready to kill him. The distance from the sea was less than a hundred feet. The number of zombies did not decrease, and more and more people would be squeezed to death.

There are 25 people left in the small Vajrasattva Temple, and six teams are divided. The lay dwellers followed Ye Ting. Hu Yanyu had to follow Ye Ting. He did not dare to act alone.

There are more and more varieties of zombies, and their sizes are very different. The same is the smell of the body, the middle person is sick. Some zombies are clearly transformed by monsters in the sea, climbing up the beach like a hill, twisting their bodies, and pressing deep gullies along the way.

These zombies seem to rush to worship, if they are not monks blocking the way, they are too lazy to ignore.

The six Little Vajra formations walked among the zombies, neatly and uniformly, like a shoal of salmon. The zombies are boulders, waterfalls, torrents, and the golden beads of the monk of the burning monk are full, covering everyone and avoiding corpse poison. Harm.

Buddha's light cannot last long, but as long as you leave the beach, you can walk on the sea. Zhuoji monk desperately urged the Buddha's power in the rosary, only to ask for a safe journey.

Ye Ting saw that it was not appropriate, and the prevention was in progress. He asked for Wang Ruoke's water bladder, and took a pill of pure Baiyuan. This time he slowly used the Demon God's spell-breaking method to stimulate the Dan pattern, carefully controlled it, and then dropped it into the water sac to dissolve the medicine in the clear water.

This panacea is enough for a person to act in the poisonous mist for a hundred days, and can replenish vitality, so that it will not be. The most important point is that this thing is for the infant monk.

Practice the Heavenly Demon Nine Body Method, if Ye Ting lacks food, she can swallow one to solve the problem. This time it was really a loss, the value of Qingxu Baiyuandan must be above the hundred jade runes.

Ye Ting didn't regret it. After entering the game, he would understand the meaning of investment.

Now let Liu's mother and daughter die, the previous investment will be gone. If you continue to make additional investments, God knows whether you can make money back. If it had not been a business, Ye Ting would vomit blood now.

Gang the water sac to Wang Ruoke and hang it on the neck, Ye Ting said: "Whenever you feel unwell, just take a sip, and the tip of your tongue is enough. If you drink too much, you will die."

"I will remember." Wang Ruoke squeezed the water sac in front of his chest, his face reddened.

After finishing this, Ye Ting released the black turtle sword symbol to help the monk in front to clean up the zombies. This time he just used the sword awn to cut the ankle of the zombie. If the living person was cut off the ankle, he fell down. Yes, if you want to attack the monk in front, you will lose your head.

The pressure of Monk Zhuoji was slightly reduced. His Buddhist light not only expelled poison, but also increased the power of the formation, but it could not last.

Seeing Ye Ting shot, Hu Yanyu also released a gold seal, fighting against the zombie head. Around the golden seal, there was a lot of light, and among them, gods flashed countless phantoms of the holy beast of the Celestial Devil, Ye Ting looked at it very kindly.

Most of the loose repair spells are so amazing. Fortunately, Hu Yanyu is not flashy. Once printed, the zombie often split his brain and was swept away by the monk with a zen stick to make way.

The group forcibly rushed to the beach, and hadn't been in a mess yet. The monks took off their cassocks and jumped into the water. Ye Ting took Wang Ruoke's hand, the five elements escaped, and chased straight up.

Hu Yanyu was relieved, and then glanced at Ye Ting to put Di Yanjian on his back, and sighed. He didn't want to grab it anymore, and felt bored. The four words of ungratefulness give him a very bad feeling.

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The low-pitched spiral sound came from the surface of the sea, and I saw the dark clouds outside the sky and the sea. The huge sails blocked the only light, and the huge battleships in a row slowly approached here. Because it's too far, Mo Ying Qian Tong can't see how much.

The shaking of the earth became more and more intense, and the seawater below boiled like it. The land under water is growing upwards, gradually rising out of the sea, the world is in chaos, and the monk's cassocks have fallen into the water, even Ye Ting's five-element escape method can't hold on, and can only fall down and be maintained by water escape.

Ye Ting was depressed, he just passed by, why should he give such a big scene? In this scene, the people who died in Jianshan Jianliu were all dead and clean. They glanced sideways at Wang Ruoke, and the little girl was frightened.

I just broke another pill, if I watched the ship come first ...

It's just that I still say the elder Baizhangmen. Ye Ting stepped back into the water, holding Wang Ruoke in one hand, and withdrawing Yan Yan in one hand, and rushed to the coast with the zombies. Most of the monks beside him were dead. Then Hu Yanyu was still alive. Seeing the dead monk was not happy. .

The people of the Little King Kong Temple will not be overbearing, and they will not kill indiscriminately, but the zombie no matter who you are, they will be gnawing when they come up.

Ye Ting Mo Ying Qian Tong searched four times, pointed in a direction and spearheaded. The zombies around them are already very dense. This collision caused another fight.

Most humanoid zombies wear iron armor, and they look like sect soldiers. The zombies transformed by monsters rushed into it, and even crushed the iron armor zombies and buried them directly in the sand. The team of Ye Ting was downsized again, leaving only three formations, plus a team of five Ye Ting.

Maybe they have caused them trouble? Ye Ting is much more comfortable thinking this way. There is a guess that he can't talk to others. There is no cave appearing here at all, I am afraid it is a homeland.

People from the Little King Kong Temple were confused and involved. It was possible that the magic gate had released the news pitman.

Logically said that he should quickly escape, the problem is that the entire area of ​​the Golden Sands Islands is not safe. Yue Jianzong didn't know about it, or did he keep hiding it?

It is almost impossible to dominate the secret realm. The question is the sword repair school, what can't you do? First pit a group of people to come over, weaken the strength of the sect of the surrounding continents, and kill them all. When Jianzong's family became the sole proprietor, the problem became simpler.

The ancient wars, Hongmeng and Lushen, the situation of the whole world today was set a few million years ago. The door-to-door in the ancient times basically disappeared. If this is the secret realm of the corpse demons, the Moon Sword Sect is worth fighting for even if it is all together.

The island is still rising, and there is no stable ground at all. Ye Ting and others even had to reduce their speed and simply couldn't push the zombies in front of them. Many zombies fell like a gourd and were broken by the zombies behind.

Reluctantly rushed across the beach, UU reading www.uukanshu.com facing the rising land, Ye Ting chose a slightly higher mountain bag.

Walked here, there were only eight monks left in the small temple, and one monk. Looking at the zombie like torrents on both sides of the mountain, the monk Zhuoji was silent.

Ye Ting persuaded: "Dao Men said that life and death are life, and it is not without reason ..."

Monk Zhuoji sighed and shook his head: "For many years in the same door, I can't even retrieve their bones. The Buddha's fear of life and death is just that I can't return home, so I'm sad."

"The burial place of my heart is the Buddha." Ye Tingdao said.

"Thank you, Lord Ye." The monk Zhuoji sat down and placed the ring knife in front of him. The rest of the monks sat behind him, and together with the lay monk, nine people chanted the old mantra toward the sea.

This mortal mantra is a demon language used by mortals. Ye Ting's heart suddenly felt that the Little King Kong Temple was not a commandment school, but a new Zen. Only Zen Buddhism can have verses of demon language spread to mortals. Sanskrit is difficult and complex, and it is difficult for mortals with short lives to accept.

As a result, Zen Buddhism has flourished in the last 300,000 years and many famous Tibetan courtyards have emerged.

The mountain pack under is still rising, and the black clouds in the sky seem to have been lifted, not so depressed. The coast is getting farther and farther, and the fire in the forest is much smaller.

"Ye Daoyou, shall we wait like this?" Hu Yanyu couldn't help asking.

Ye Ting smiled. This person had no knowledge, and it was normal to sit still. He glanced at Zhuoji Ji monk and said: "If the altar of the Tibetan court was born, I would have ran away. The changes here have led to the rise of the seabed continent. It is the secret realm of the ancient Zongmen. We are still safe here, and we ran out, maybe I will hit the sword repair of Yuejianzong, I ca n’t stop any sword. "

Hu Yanyu's throat rolled, his voice was a little dumb, and asked, "What is a secret realm?"