Authentic Magic Gate

Diyan sword stabs on the stone pillar and slides away, the stone pillar is weak. Ye Ting knew that he was not Jianxiu, and he could not really use swordsmanship to break the battlefield. He just wanted to test how the magic weapon would destroy the battlefield.

Has no effect, or escape? Those twelve people are still more than twenty miles away. It should not be difficult for a dragon tree to take himself away. Did you really abandon Li Zhenyi?

As soon as he left, Li Zhenyi was dead.

I don't understand why Jianxiu is so arrogant, the long sword in Ye Ting's hand has already hung down, and the mysterious turtle's hiding method unfolds.

"Aren't you going to do it?" Long Shu's voice trembled a little. Her induction was farther than Ye Ting. The plants on the earth were all her eyes. Among the twelve monks, three are strong. One of them is the Golden Tribulation.

It is terrible that all three monk monks have magical tools on them, which means that they are born in a large sect and their foundation is absolutely solid.

"Dragon Tree, are you afraid?" Ye Ting's voice was a little ethereal. At such a close distance, Dragon Tree's perception of him was also minimized. She stared hard at Ye Ting, for fear of closing her eyes, Ye Ting would disappear in her perception.

"Master's favor, Wang Lieyang has already been returned. How long can it be under the fence?"

Longshu's face was like an old bark, her short spear clenched tightly, and a small emerald green arrow slipped out of her sleeve. She slowly leaned on Ye Ting, allowing the power of the Xuan Turtle's hiding method to completely wrap her up.

She was just timid and not stupid. Wang Lieyang taught Ye Ting's swordsmanship, that was to return Yu Wenxuan's favor. When the human relations are always exhausted, not to mention that the human relations have nothing to do with her. Since these days, Wang Lieyang has not even said a word to her.

Sect only protects his disciples, Tiancimen is long gone, and only one of them survived.

One hundred and eight stone pillars surround it, turning into stone walls, towering into the clouds. Li Zhen's clothing does not change color, and his long sword is cut horizontally, one by one on the stone wall, leaving deeper and deeper marks.

Sword light is like snow, sword energy is like thunder.

One sword breaks all methods, no matter how delicate your formation is, it is rooted at most to seduce the earth and earth to form barriers. There are always weaknesses between operations. Under the impact of sword gas, the weakness of the formation is naturally fed back.

The sword marks on the stone wall were repaired quickly, and Li Zhen's coat did not change color. As long as the weakness is caught, it can be broken. This dilemma, he should only practice.

The dress of the dragon tree was thin, and Ye Ting felt that the old monster who came up was cold, and there was almost no vital leakage. Fortunately, she had taught her some methods of hiding, otherwise her hidden turtle would not cover her.

The distance of the enemy is only ten miles away.

"I kill the strongest one, you protect my safety." Ye Ting finally reminded Long Shu that his questioning is no longer afraid of the backlash in the soul, but the consumption of true energy is difficult to say. If the enemy is too strong, he is afraid of being It's going to take off. There are a total of three monk princes, Dragon Tree accidentally responded, and the two will die here.

Fortunately, the enemy did not dare to be too close during the sword repair of the sword sword sect. The sensation of the monk monk can release a hundred miles. These three monk monks are hidden away from the mile, waiting for the formation to be launched.

Dragon Tree nodded slowly, expressing his understanding.

She was a little helpless, Ye Ting was a little crazy, just like the monk of Tiancimen. They are too young to understand the value of life. I have lived for millions of years to know that in this world, living is the only important thing.

This boy has too many fantasies, and it has nothing to do with how to live.

Sadly, in this world, the only human being I trust is the teenager around me. The enemy is about to reach the attack range, and he must go crazy with him.

Ye Ting didn't know what Dragon Tree was thinking. His hand holding the sword had never been so firm.

Before this, I wanted to learn the master, control everything, and cultivate the magic heart. So planned the future of Liu Wenji's mother and daughter, and even arranged everything for Hu Yanyu.

Encountered Zi Shi, all became a joke, empty.

Because I am doing things, the master is doing things. The entire Fengzhou practice area has been surrounded by masters for eight thousand years. The master's heart is on Jin'ao Island.

The butcher bears the consequences and dies. If he bears the consequences himself, he will kill the Zi.

The three monk monks galloped like electricity, set aside their men and came to the periphery of the formation first. In the battle for the secret realm, the infant monks kept their distance and sensed each other. The monks below the realm of Jiedan were shot. The Moon Sword Sect is too arrogant, and the monks and priests are all alone, and this has the trap in front of them.

The monk headed by stopped abruptly, his long hair flew, his fingertips cracked, and he clicked on the metal disk flying out of his sleeve. A drop of blood fell, and 108 magic words on the metal plate lit up.

Li Zhenyi is still wielding his sword. With each sword going down, there is dust flying above the stone wall. The deep sword marks crisscross, like a bruised face, looking at Jian Xiu indifferently, waiting for him to exhaust .

Li Zhenyi's sword is like a tide, cut into the stone wall, looking for the weakness of the formation. This weak point is called the eye, and the magic door calls it vitality lock. With a sword hit, the formation is naturally cracked.

There was a roar in the sky, and a thick stone pillar with a diameter of tens fell from the sky. Li Zhenyi waved his sword as before, but a ruler Xu Jianguang was separated from the long sword and greeted him.

The fingertips of the monk in charge of the array continued to point on the metal plate. Every time he clicked, a stone column hit Li Zhenyi in the formation. Breaking the sword with a sword? You can show me!

Li Zhenyi wears a mocking, sad fellow, so he wants to kill himself? The sword light on his long sword differentiated into two and three. Naturally, he can't differentiate the swordsmanship, but there is also an upper limit on the power of the ground method and the vitality.

The monk frowned slightly, Li Zhenyi's intrepidity was beyond his expectation. In this way, he was caught in a burst of eyes and he was in trouble. Once the sword came down, the formation collapsed ...

The sword repair is broken, always beautiful and full of violence, and the monk is uneasy. When he is about to step up the attack, a voice sounds in the soul without warning: Shi Fengchun, you can be guilty!

Sky asked the sword? Wang Lieyang!

The monk was taken aback and was numb from head to toe. The sword light in the mud pill palace lights up, breaking open from the inside of the soul. A ray of green smoke entwining the soul burned, and the sound of brocade tears was extremely harsh. A piece of jade on the monk's neck turned directly into soot.

A small emerald green arrow appeared unpredictably above his head. The two monk monks didn't even realize it. The monk's heart was already emitting red light in a bronze mirror, facing the dragon's monster. In the red light, a scaled beast of monsters spread its teeth and claws, rushing towards the monster.

The little green arrow shook like a shock, and disappeared in a blink of an eye. The red light emptied, but the small arrow got out of the mud at the foot of the monk, and passed through the heel, calf, thigh ...

Monk Jiedan, whose bones are as hard as iron, made the sound of Karma bounce while walking through this emerald green arrow, crushing all the way. The monk screamed in a state of great damage to the soul, and a silver gleam burst from Dantian, and the sound of metal impact was deafening.

The monster suddenly flew out of the monk's abdomen, disappeared into a virtual shadow, and returned to the sleeve of Dragon Tree. She groaned dumbly, and a thick demon blood ran down her nostrils.

The monk Danhai shattered, injured the dragon tree monster, and the dying person was also extremely fierce. This time, the dragon tree was not hurt badly, and the emerald green arrow was temporarily unavailable.

The monk shattered Danhai, and under the impact of true energy, the other leg was blown out. He stabbed **** the ground, the wound hit the ground and slowly fell backwards. He was twitching fiercely, his eyes blank, but he refused to die.

Ye Ting's body trembled more violently, and his true energy was like a tide, rushing to the Diyan sword in his hand.

In the combat belt, three demon lunar eclipses were simultaneously stimulated, filling the inside, madly distributing the medicinal properties, trying to supplement the true energy. It's just pointless. The Yanyan sword in Ye Ting's hands has turned into a four-foot swordman's horn, trembling.

How could this be!

This quirky anti-bite, ask how can it be out of control after the crime is completed!

"Dragon Tree!"

"Ye Gongzi?" Long Shu looked at the trembling Ye Ting, suddenly feeling fragile in his heart. If he died, who would he rely on?

"Take care of me." Ye Ting changed his mind and asked Dragon Tree for immortality. It was meaningless. This was full of anger. Even Mohan Hanyuan could not add it.

Longshu took a step forward, UU reading www.uukanshu.com was blocked in front of Ye Ting, and his heart was messy.

Yeting sat cross-legged and returned to Zifu. In Zifu's consciousness of the sea, a sword light suddenly shined, circled around his soul, and he could not fall.

Ye Ting stunned, this sword light has not dissipated?

The last time the sect of the Lingjie sect, there was no such thing! Yes, this time I didn't kill the enemy, Jianguang is still there, but why not cut it down, my soul can bear it.

The soul looks vague, looking at Jianguang under the protection of karma.

The enemy will not die, and the crimes will continue!

Ye Ting was frightened. After the medicine was exhausted, the body would extract the source of life from Demon Qinglian Purgatory. After the source of life was exhausted, it was time for the exhaustion of true qi and the collapse of acupoints.

Only by killing the monk and letting him die, can he eliminate his anti-bite in Zifu's knowledge of the sea. Just his own state, how can there be strength to make another sword?

If the monk was close to his eyes, it would be enough to ask him to cut his head with a blow.

A monk priest, waiting for him to die for some time. If you go on like this, you will die before him! Just asking if there should be such a huge loophole in the crime, no one can guarantee that the enemy can be killed with a sword.

Two monk monks have discovered the dragon tree and Ye Ting, but they looked at their brother Shi Fengchun. Shi Fengchun's half-body twitched on the ground, what kind of strong enemy is, and the two instruments of the brother were beaten to death!

Brother 's misfortune made them doubt and frighten. Will this be a conspiracy of Yuejianzong?

Yeting's thoughts turned slightly, and the Karma Tiara was released, and the circling sword light was suddenly thrown into the Karma Tiara. Ye Ting's soul also heard that ruthless inquiries.

Ye Ting, you can be guilty!