Authentic Magic Gate

Those who enter the virtual realm do not use special magical powers, and one hour is the speed of more than ten thousand miles.

Mu Shenjun concentrates on the northern magic repair, and the speed of the magic repair is only 80,000 miles. Under the virtual realm, the flight still needs to rest. After entering the virtual realm, there is no phenomenon of lack of true elements.

That Moxiu slowed down his flight to restore his combat power on the way. The purpose of the magic repair is self-evident.

The other party is still a million miles away, and it takes only one day to reach the secret realm. After Mu Shenjun put away the beads, the breath on his body slowly rose up, walked with pressure, and spread outward from the area surrounded by the gully.

This speed is extremely slow, which immediately caused Ye Ting's reaction. Ye Ting frowned, put away the corpse demon gold armor, and let Dragon Tree and Ma Yun try to converge. As he did not accelerate, he avoided the enemies he might encounter and went straight to the edge of the secret realm.

Even if the other party is a killer, you must kill the infant monks first.

"Mr. Ye, what happened?" Long Shu rarely saw Ye Ting's expression, his face was downright, and he was very serious, but he didn't want to communicate with others. She felt this was wrong, so she asked.

"The one above is crazy, maybe we have a hard time leaving."

boom!

The huge impact sound rang hundreds of miles away. It was a corpse demon from the sky, male, wearing blood brown leather armor. He had a half-section on his face, showing black lips and fangs, and there were some beards on the lower bar.

In front of him, there is a team of monks, twelve people. The corpse twitched his nose to discern the smell of everyone in the team.

No, there is no soul that the owner wants.

The corpse's wrist turned, and a golden halberd was added to his hand, and he rushed towards the whole team of monks. Mu Shenjun asked him to bring back his soul, but he didn't say how to deal with the disqualification. He has been hungry for too long. Some corpses took the opportunity to eat some monks, and they ate to death. He was the one with bad luck.

Poof!

The body of the corpse twisted through four spell attacks, and the halberd cut off a monk. The corpse fierce attack is merciless and cold-blooded. They were originally monks, they cultivated themselves into corpse demons, and retained their wisdom, not zombies. The corpse has a long life and is almost undead in a deep sleep.

The price monks pay is to lose the happiness that humans can have, such as enjoying food and prospering. The corpse's extremely keen perception organs can be used for combat, but they cannot enjoy music.

Has lost most of his happiness, and the only joy comes from eating, which is eating people. The corpse can eat any kind of living body as a supplement, but the best food is human. Ordinary people simply cannot satisfy their appetite, and only monks who have practiced are the favorite food of corpses.

Humanoids are also good choices, with wisdom and power.

Huge golden halberds hovering forward, and the monks' spells are overwhelming. The previous tentative attack was easily avoided by the corpse demons, and a companion died, and the monks broke out the strongest fighting power.

The corpse is wearing leather armor. These crazy monks wake up from a deep sleep and are controlled by Mu Shenjun and lose their freedom. Mu Shenjun also retained all equipment on them with powerful spells.

The power of the virtual realm itself is a huge asset.

A small streak on the corpse's leather armor swelled and suddenly wrapped around the corpse's body. All attacks that fell on the corpse's body failed instantly. The various attributes of the five elements spells gathered together and the attack dissipated. The golden light of the halberd broke out, and countless golden thin lines spread outward. It looked extremely slow, but it only covered the range of two hundred feet in one second.

The halberd in the hand of the corpse turned out to be a top-grade magic weapon. Various attributes completely crushed the Earth Sword in Ye Ting's hand. In addition to its sharpness, the halberd was almost close to the magic weapon level.

No matter what is hidden in the core of the secret realm, Mu Shenjun has obtained a large number of corpses, which is already an indescribable wealth.

After the male corpse killed twelve monks in one fell swoop, he twitched his nose and looked in the direction of Ye Ting. He felt the existence of three creatures but no target breath. A little further away, he gave up tracking and flew in the other direction.

The corpse demons of this level can not fly fast, nor can they fly high. The only advantage is to avoid obstacles on the terrain and to maintain a constant speed of movement.

Ye Ting's face was even worse, he said to Ma Yun and Long Shu: "We are concerned."

"Do you want to fight?" Long Shu frowned. She didn't like unnecessary fighting. The status of the demon clan in this era was pitiful. Unless she became a demon, she still had to hide her identity as much as possible. Facing the strong, this is a kind of extravagance.

"No, it's more troublesome to kill that thing." Ye Ting hesitated and led the way ahead, chasing in the direction of the corpse demon's progress.

His speed is slower than the corpse demon, in order to maintain Ma Yun's true energy, he will get farther and farther with the male corpse demon. But if you follow, there will be a chance to avoid other people's search.

Has killed many monks these days and vented some anger in his chest. After receiving attention, Ye Ting dared not do any more compelling things.

Inquiry about guilt, all-sky thunder ban, and even Qinglian Nuhai are not suitable for use. The Qinglian sword song is a combat skill derived from the mysterious secret method of home cultivation. For the monk Zongmen, there is no need to worry about being seen through the origin, but the person in the sky is absolutely not good.

When Ye Ting came to the land of the twelve monks, his heart was awe-inspiring. The star demarcation method has not yet achieved much. Ye Ting cannot return to the scene when the battle broke out. He only saw the wreckage on the ground.

All monks' heads were broken and they ate brains. The inside was swallowed up, and the muscles on his body were almost eaten up, leaving only the miserable skeleton.

The perpetrators did not stay too much time, rushed to eat, and did not take any equipment of the dead monk.

Ye Ting received the storage bag, hesitated, took the Wutu flag, waved to his feet, the ground collapsed without warning, and a pit with a depth of one foot appeared. The ground splitting method is too sad to practice by yourself. Such a shallow hole traps a dog at most?

Flying sand and rocks around, the wind blowing, the wreckage of the twelve monks was wrapped and fell into the pothole. The Wutu Banner swept over again, turning the ground into a grave bag.

Ma Yun looked silently at the side, feeling that he had too much prejudice against the monk.

The concept is different, and it cannot be proved that the demon monks are extinct human devil.

"Let's go." Ye Ting breathed out and continued to keep up with the male corpse demon. The zombie is also heading south, very fast, and cleans up the monks it encounters along the way. Ye Ting followed behind silently, and also speeded up, burying the monk killed by the corpse demon.

Behind the male corpse is a blank area for searching. The remaining corpses will not probe in this direction. After a day like this, suddenly the black clouds in the sky rolled, the red light scattered randomly, the fire was like rain, and the entire secret realm was quickly submerged by the sea of ​​fire.

Ye Ting released the corpse demon gold armor. The corpse demon gold armor bent over and lay on the ground. The three people hid under the gold armor.

"You come in too." Ye Ting greeted Ma Yun.

Ma Yun trembles, stepping into the Moro Red Lotus, the flames tumbling around, but not as hot as outside. Ye Ting took out the five battle flags and put them together, and sent them into his free flame to refine them.

The last part of the Five Elements Guiyuan Banner. If the five battle flags can be combined, you can use it as an inferior weapon.

Facing the strong Dandan, Fu Bao is easy to be beaten, or the magic weapon persists longer. My five-element spell was too bad. I looked down on the five-element spell before and thought that the thunder spell was the strongest. Now look at the spell released by the priest, covering 30,000 miles of mysterious realm.

Ye Ting can now confirm that the other party is a virtual monk. The sky and clouds cover 30,000 miles of mystery, and I do n’t know when it will stop.

The sky fire cloud is a very common five-element spell. It is also widely spread on the 800 continents, and there are various cultivation methods in the small sect. Only by using it in the hands of the monks of the virtual realm can we have such a terrifying power.

Ye Ting determined that such a spell, which was released by the master with the help of the sky pattern, did not cover the area of ​​three thousand miles. This is also the basic size of Dongtian monk's cave sky. In the cave sky, there is a self-refined road pattern layout, and everything is under control.

Under the cover of the sky fire clouds, in the entire secret realm ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ In addition to the infant realm monk, everyone was frightened and used all his means to resist the fire of these five elements. The flame that fell from the sky into the earth was not blocked by the ground, and continued to penetrate downwards. Many monks who escaped into the soil passed through the flame and turned into coke.

People who ca n’t hide underground are slower to die. Even if they are a charm of self-defense, they can hold a dozen breathing time. If they have a charm of self-defense, they ca n’t die within half an hour. Only a little action, if you start the escape technique, immediately engulfed in flames and died.

Mushen Mu releases the sky fire and clouds to kill the monks in the secret realm. During the spellcasting, the northern magic repair suddenly increases the speed by a hundred times and goes straight to the core of the secret realm.

Mu Shenjun smiled sternly, and a sky-and-earth image was flying behind his head, but it was a lush ancient wood.

Thousands of feet ahead, the space ripples fluctuated instantaneously. The coming person was already in shape, but he was a tall red-haired monk, holding a long golden soft whip, pedaling two spells of wind and thunder.

The person who came was Yu Wenxuan. After he arrived, he swept away and found Ye Ting.

The apprentice did not die, hiding in the Moro Red Lotus, Yu Wenxuan lowered his heart and said to the wooden god: "The Daomen really is the place where thieves come out. You are killing like this, ignoring God's will, do you want to repair yourself!"

Mu Shenjun also did not sneer, but said coldly: "Tao friendly tongue, I only ask you, can you save tens of thousands of monks in the secret realm?"

Yu Wenxuan laughed wildly, flicking the golden soft whip in his hand and pumping fiercely under him. I only heard the sound of heaven and earth cracking through Jiuxiao, and the red stripes hidden in the black clouds under my feet were pulled out by Yu Wenxuan with a long crack.

"Although saving people is boring, it's fun to break your good deeds!" Yu Wenxuan finished whipping.