Authentic Magic Gate

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Ye Ting's eyes were fixed, every time he released a sword-like awn, Wang Lieyang's palm was more difficult to maintain. This is the technique of sword light differentiation. It is necessary to make the differentiated sword glow like light, and its power is not reduced.

When Wang Lieyang's palms differentiated from his palm reached ten thousand, Wang Lieyang folded his palms together. In his palm, a thunder sound exploded, and Ye Ting was almost shaken.

The last sword awn made a thunderous sound in Wang Lieyang's palm. The control between these square inches has made Ye Ting unable to speak.

How much I can learn is hard to say. There is no problem with the control part of True Qi and Divine Consciousness, but Wang Lieyang was born in Daomen, and he controlled the Dao pattern in the sword. This is completely different from the control of the Moi pattern. Even if the avenues are connected, Ye Ting wants to turn into the Momen to practice successfully It also takes a lot of time to develop.

"You are not Jianxiu, these are just trails for you. But they can be integrated into your sword skills, so you don't have to go the wrong way." Wang Lieyang persuaded Ye Ting that he was fascinated.

Ye Ting stood in front of the crack, with a sword and a foot in his hand. He tried to compress the sword and adjust the structure of the magic pattern in the sword, but he didn't know why, this first step was very difficult.

Why can't you calm down? Ye Ting turned back and said: "Senior, what is the name of the nun of the Lingjie Sect?"

"Purple." Wang Lieyang answered.

"Zi's, Zi's ..." Ye Ting remembered the name, his mind gathered, and the sword sword began to change. Wang Lieyang's disciples looked at Ye Jian's sword sword in stunned hands and turned into a petal of Qinglian.

This lotus petal is lifelike, not a lotus shadow, just like a real thing. Before they could see the magic patterns in the lotus petals, the lotus petals began to wither, and the withered phase had the charm of life and death, and only a trace of lotus leaves remained.

All sword meaning is contained in this lotus pattern, what is it called? Are swords made into silk?

If we only talk about the thickness, this lotus pattern is barely qualified, and it can shrink the sword awn to such a degree that it will not damage the sword's intention. But the sword silk is ten percent, the breath is misty, the consciousness is difficult to detect, and the ghosts appear in the battle.

It is difficult for swordsmen to capture the meaning of the sword in the lotus pattern, which has the same effect as refining the sword into silk, but this lotus pattern is like a thread drawn randomly from the wild lotus in the pond. To its existence.

Lotus pattern beats, Ye Ting sighs. I didn't learn how to make swords into silk, but Qinglian's sea of ​​anger has improved a lot. Today's Qinglian Nuhai has been independently differentiated into a swordsmanship. Not to mention the rapid increase in attack power, various changes are enriched, and as long as a powerful attack does not erupt, the consumption can be the same as normal spells and can afford it.

The lotus pattern in his hand is extremely stable. As long as he shoots himself, a lotus sea will be born, and the enemy will be drowned inside. In any petal of Qinglian, it may be a cohesive sword. I don't have the means of Jianguang differentiation, but I can choose the location of the attack at will in the lotus sea.

The power of this lotus pattern may be comparable to the outbreak of Qinglian Nuhai, but it is not far away. The disadvantage is that it can't cooperate with the effect that Qinglian's anger burst when he started his hands, deterring the enemy.

The monks who beheaded the Tsukiji Seventh Floor Building are no longer a problem.

Ye Ting thought of this, and flew the lotus pattern into the gap between the cliffs in front of him. This time, he insisted on his breath for a long time before taking back the lotus pattern.

Wang Lieyang looked in his eyes, and he was envious of Yu Wenxuan. If this Ye Ting learns the sword from himself, the sword will become great within ten years. Give him a magic weapon-level sword, and why should I worry about monk priests.

It's a pity that his disciples were still a little bit worse. Wang Lieyang flicked his fingers and issued a sword chant to disperse his emotions.

"If you can use Jianmang to see the appearance of the corpse demon, refining the sword into silk is considered a repair." Wang Lieyang pointed to Ye Ting.

Ye Ting suddenly feels discouraged, seeing how the demon looks like? I couldn't even find the outline of the corpse demon. After all, he is not sword cultivation, if he had learned Qinglian sword song first, this type of mutated sword refining would not have any result.

I don't have so much time to practice sword, because Wang Lieyang and his team are here to do the sect mission. Once Yue Jianzong and other ancestral infantry monks broke out, Wang Lieyang immediately went to support.

More than 6,000 miles southwest, in the middle of the corpse demons, a huge volcano towers, red smoke hits the sky, the high temperature makes the clouds roll over, and it mixes with the smoke brought by the depths of the earth, turning the sky thousands of miles into dark red.

Under the dark red sky, the hot air was filled with the smell of corpses. Surrounding the dark and sprawling volcanoes are endless zombies, climbing on the steep volcanoes. The sound of zombies' fingers clawing against rocks is like the sound of cicadas in the late summer night, making people irritable.

There are constantly zombies falling halfway, and more zombies climb to the crater, as if something is calling them. The zombies jumped crowded and disappeared in the dark red light.

Directly above the crater, the red and black airflow smoke is the most violent place, and there is a monk standing in the sky.

There was only a few feet of quiet land in front of this monk, and his face was a little blurry. Looking at the clothes, he knew the identity of the door. The pure white robe hung down quietly, and did not move with the wind. He looked down at the crater, the vitality was like a knife, cutting everything out of order. The jumping zombies crushed their bones.

Where went, even his own consciousness could not be explored.

Suddenly, he raised his head, his eyes extended to the distance. Even the mysterious realm couldn't stop his sight. In the north, more than two million miles away, heaven and earth gathered together violently. The world's catastrophe is brewing, releasing a breath of terror.

"Infant Realm Completed?" The monk sneered a little, and said with a sneer: "I don't know life and death, but I still think of advanced virtual realms." Look inside the crater.

The monk's hands were held behind his back, and a string of crystal clear beads were pinched in the fingers of his right hand. In each bead, there was a red blood stain, twisted in the beads. This blood stain tried to condense into Sanskrit, and every time it was about to succeed, the monk's finger turned the bead to smooth out the blood stain and restore it to a line.

Ye Ting practiced the sword under the cliff, just two days of effort, and there was the Flying Sword. Wang Lieyang said to Ye Ting: "Zongmen asked Jiedan Jianxiu for support, you go together."

"Me?" Ye Ting surprised.

"It's you." Wang Lieyang pointed to Longshu again: "She also passed together, and it is enough for me to have another disciple. Your harvest Moon Sword Sect only needs 20%."

Such kindness ...

Ye Ting remembered Wu Yuanji's coming. If he didn't compare it in front, Yue Jianzong's 20% protection fee would be overbearing and ruthless. Long Shu was unhappy, she just wanted to stay here until the day she left the secret realm.

She looked at Ye Ting, hoping Ye Ting would refuse.

"Li Zhenyi, you take them both in the past." Wang Lieyang said to one of his disciples.

That Li Zhen is nine feet tall and has a very strong build. He does not need short hair. He looks like a monk who has just returned to vulgarity. A five-foot long sword behind him rang in the sword box, as if eager to fight immediately.

"The disciple knows." Li Zhenyi worshipped Wang Lieyang, glanced at Ye Ting, and drove the sword to escape. Long Shu had no choice but to pull Ye Ting to chase her with her wood. Fortunately, Ye Ting's five-element method of return to the Yuan is now very beneficial, and it is not a burden for Long Shu.

Li Zhenyi's sword escape speed is stable, and no sword intention is revealed, which is obviously different from that of Zizi. The method of sword escape is of course not a mere stepping on the flying sword in the sky as mortals imagined, but the sword is released to fly with the flesh, as the sword itself, and the strongest attack can erupt at any time.

Less than a quarter of an hour, he came to the battlefield, Jianguang vertical and horizontal on a hillside, three months Sword disciples cooperated with each other, supporting them hard, and still besieging the monks of different sects.

Ye Ting's nine magic eyes flew, swept across the battlefield, and saw a desired target. It was a priest of the Lingjie sect, who built the seventh-story building above the foundation, and was never successful.

There is no monk monk in the battlefield, there are fourteen siegeers, can monk Jianzong for three months last so long?

Li Zhenyi smiled, the long sword shot, and a thunder broke out. Before the siege monk responded, a monk was cut by Li Zhenyi's waist.

Boom!

On the ground of the hillside, one hundred and eight huge stone pillars popped up, because the sound rushed out of the ground at the same time, and the sounds were so uniform.

Poof!

Li Zhenyi's long sword revolved and cut off a monk's head again.

Ye Ting looked at the heart, then Li Zhenyi saw that it was a trap, or a sword killed him. This is self-confidence and the source of sword repair strength.

One sword breaks all means, you have thousands of tricks, and ultimately you have to rely on strength to kill me.

Dragon Tree's escape light stopped almost instantly, and she and Ye Ting were one step behind. Li Zhenyi has entered a trap. UU reading www.uukanshu.com. His sword escaped, and the dragon tree could not catch up.

A little bit of starlight spilled down, and everything within a radius of 60 miles was fed back to Ye Ting by the starlight. The feedback of vitality in the formation gradually became blurred, but it was only visible to the naked eye, and Li Zhenyi and Jian Guang could also be seen, killing the monks one by one.

In a blink of an eye, there were only three foundation monks in front. Facing Li Zhenyi's long sword, the three of them roared in horror, and each offered up Fu Bao to resist. Li Zhenyi's long sword swept, three pieces of Fubao cut off the long sword, and the monk Tsui was stunned by the sword and collapsed on the ground.

The three people were not dead and could not survive. Jianqi traveled through their meridian points, drilled out of the skin, and then entered from the Qiqiao. Repeatedly coming and going, endlessly. The foundation monk's own true qi was destroyed in the flow of sword qi. Thousands of pains were blocked in his body, and he couldn't do it even with a cry of pain.

There are nightmare fairy species in the ten-square air ban method, the effect is similar, and life and death are free. This way of controlling people, Li Zhenyi used it, almost did not lose the door secret.

This is the last picture Ye Ting saw, and his vision gradually blurred his vision. Ye Ting wants to hit the stone pillar with his head to see if he is stupid.

What does Li Zhenyi do? More than a dozen people besieged you, Yuejianzong, and three people, clearly a trap. No matter how strong Jianxiu is, the three foundations cannot withstand the siege of a dozen people.

You like to jump into a trap, what should I do? Ye Ting urged the Xuan Turtle to hibernate, and at the same time he drew the Yanyan sword out. In the induction of the star delimitation method, twelve monks are flying away. (A good event to drop a pie in the sky, a cool mobile phone is waiting for you! Pay attention to ~ dot / Chinese network public number (WeChat add friends-add public number-enter qdread)), participate immediately! Everyone has a prize, now immediately Follow qdread WeChat public account!)