Authentic Magic Gate

Ye Ting didn't quite understand that Tianxu Temple's evil cultivation school has always had no allies. This time Yue Jianzong came, it stands to reason that there would be no trouble.

now what? Tenjin Temple releases the dimensional insects, and then it can kill most of the sword repairs.

If Tianwang Temple has a few more allies, Yue Jianzong's attack may be reversed, and the whole army will be wiped out.

Dragon tree flew to the left with Ye Ting. Ye Tingdi's flaming sword spurted out. Within a hundred feet of him, the lotus shadow bloomed. Every lotus petal was released, and dozens of dimensional insects were stabbed to death.

Ye Ting was awe-inspiring, he didn't explode a sword in this blue lotus anger sea, it was not expensive, but he could never stab hundreds of swords. The problem is that they erupted thousands of times and could not kill these insects.

"Tenwang Temple is crazy, let's catch up with Yuyangzi!" Ye Ting's thunder light penetrated the black cloud, grabbing the dragon tree and rushed across the road cleared by the thunder light.

Behind the black clouds swept over, Ye Ting's head did not return. The Deficiency Mirror released the ten-square dragon forbidden technique. A transparent space with a size of more than thirty feet appeared out of thin air. The black clouds penetrated into it, millions of them. Dimensional worms are imprisoned inside. Nine purple-red magic dragons appeared, their bodies twitched, and scale armor collided. A large number of dimensional insects shattered under the strangling of these nine dragons.

Slightly blocked, Ye Ting had already caught up with Yu Yangzi, and the scenery on the ground came, and if he did not slow down, even the monk Yudan had to fall to death.

Yuyangzi's voice roared: "Mortal City!"

Ye Ting also saw that on the earth, a square and square city was getting closer and closer. In the city, on the street, tens of thousands of mortals watched in horror as the black clouds pressed against the sky, and the sword gas was vertical.

Ye Ting slowed down, a red thunder light was sprayed from the Taixu God Mirror, and thunder inflammation spread, impacting the black cloud behind him behind him.

"Alien demon!" A woman in a light gray dress pointed at the sky and howled. The fat on her face shook violently, and the fear in her eyes turned into endless anger.

This sentence almost ignited most of the city. I do n’t know how many mortals raised their hands, pointing at the sword repair and the black cloud that came to the sky, and roared loudly: Demon outside the world!

The figures of Jianxiu suddenly moved sideways. Jianguang drew an arc in the sky and rushed towards a cloud in the distance.

Yuyangzi wants to save these mortals? Yes, he is a disciple of Daomen, but he doesn't come from a magic gate like himself. Ye Ting knows that if you rely on yourself, you can't kill many dimensional insects. Most of these mortal destinies are already doomed.

After the foundation was built, the magic heart was stable, and Ye Ting seemed to have seen the future of these mortals, piles of bones only, decaying in the ruined city.

Yuyangzi's swordmans skyrocketed, and Ye Ting saw a sword light that was more than 300 feet long. Jianguang's strongest swordmand also spread to the top and bottom. The swordmand had not yet hit the black cloud, and suddenly turned into a violent tornado. The peripheral swordlight extended again, and it instantly reached the range of a thousand feet.

Half a city was under the attack of Yu Yangzi's tornado, and Yu Yangzi's howling broke out, and the tornado swept three black clouds in an instant. Dimensional insects turned into ashes under the strangling of Jianmang. More than 300 Jianxiu followed Yu Yangzi and fell like a meteorite, hitting the streets, roofs, gardens ...

"Demon!"

A skinny man was amazed, and then rushed to Yuyangzi angrily. The place where Yu Yangzi fell was less than five feet away from him. The man was clearly a mortal, grabbed a wooden stick in his hand, and slammed Yuyangzi's forehead fiercely.

"Demon!"

In the city, I don't know how many mortals roared and rushed to the nearest sword repair.

Yuyangzi converged Jianguang, and the skinny man threw himself in front of him, and suddenly his bones shattered and quickly turned into a pool of meat, paved on the dry dirt road.

Most sword repairers are at a loss, why they came here to save mortals?

Poof!

A butcher's sharp knife pierced into a sword repair's abdomen. When the sword repair was pushed, the butcher flew out, and his head hit the downside stone on the street, and his brain ruptured. Jian Xiu looked down at the rapidly recovering wound, and there was unspeakable pain in his heart.

Ye Ting and the dragon tree landed, immediately behind Yu Yangzi. Yu Yangzi glanced back at Ye Ting and asked, "If it were a magic gate, what would happen?"

"I don't know." Ye Ting shook his head and answered. What the monk monk handles depends on what he is practicing. Some demons will save people, some will watch, and others will help.

"What are you going to do?" Yu Yangzi's long sword swept away, and there was no mortal above the Baizhang range above the street in front.

"Find the temple you said, kill them all." Ye Ting looked at the flesh and blood in the street, his voice calm.

"Momen monk, won't it be sad?" Yu Yangzi's voice was cold, and there was frost and snow on the sword, which lowered the temperature within a thousand feet.

Yeting ’s nine demon eyes stood high, and saw a large number of mortals have found weapons, converging towards a temple in the middle of the city, a hall in the temple with golden light, and Sanskrit sound rolling. The faces of mortals covered in golden light showed the color of perseverance. These mortals gathered more and more, chanting the scriptures in the mouth following the voice from the hall.

"I'm not happy yet, even if it's sad, it may be fake." Ye Ting's fingers were up, the fire rose into the sky, and he faced the black cloud that was pushing down.

Yuyangzi was envious, but shook her head and said, "Come with me!"

Ye Ting felt that Yu Yangzi's sword spirit bypassed himself and the dragon tree, and joined with other sword repairs. Under the high-altitude bird's eye view, he saw the nearly four hundred sword repairs turned into a sword-style long dragon, and rushed towards the temple in the center of the city.

Return to sword repair one by one and merge into this long dragon.

The mortal nearby rushed into the air and slammed into the **** fog. The dead mortal released endless resentment to the city center

The dragon tree grabbed Ye Ting's hand again, trembling his fingertips, and wrote in Ye Ting's palm: "There is a conspiracy in Tianwang Temple."

"It's none of my business." Ye Ting wrote a demon essay with his finger and replied to Dragon Tree. He followed Yuyangzi and watched Yuyangzi release his sword qi to hit all obstacles in the front. The sword qi long dragon was indestructible. The street, which was originally only two feet wide, has now become six feet wide.

The black cloud that fell from the sky hit the sword-air dragon, and the dimensional insects were all broken bones. More dimensional insect winds swept through the city, wherever they passed, no matter mortals or monks, were eaten so that only white bones remained.

The black cloud turned into a black wind, and shuttled through the city. Only the temple in the center of the city had been turned into a huge golden lotus stand. On top of it was a monk sitting naked, his eyebrows drooping, and he was chanting scripture . The whole temple has been shrouded in golden light, and the black wind does not seem to dare to approach.

In the eyes of Qian Tong, Ye Ting saw the ghost resentment wrapped around the temple, and the golden light was red, and the **** breath even made the dimension insect unavoidable.

The whole city has been transformed into purgatory, only the temple has gathered eight or ninety thousand mortals. There are no mortals, and many monks and believers recite the scriptures, and the golden lotus platform rises slowly. The monk sitting on the lotus platform opens his eyes and looks at the sword with a long dragon.

"Sin obstacles."

The monk's voice was low, rushing into the sky, and then bursting out to all sides. Ye Ting felt the sting of his magic eyes, so he dared not observe again. This monk's strength is probably similar to that of Yu Yangzi!

The monk raised his hand, pointed forward, and shouted, "Go!"

The golden light burst into the eyes of a hundred mortal people, got up and rushed out of the temple, facing the dragon with sword energy. Yu Yangzi bumped into it without hesitation, Jianmang blasted, and a hundred ordinary people always made a **** ho sound, as if laughing. Jianmang cut on them, flesh and blood flying.

"go with!"

The monk raised his hand again and pointed at the sword with a long dragon, and another hundred mortals rushed out. The golden light of these mortals condensed and rushed to a distance of less than twenty feet in front of Jianqi Long, before they were crushed by Yuyangzi's Jianmang.

Countless channels of black qi toward the sword qi long dragon, that is the mortal resentment, broken soul.

The sword light on the outer layer of the sword dragon was also contaminated with black gas and became stagnant.

"Evil Art?" Yu Yangzi frowned, protruding a sword pill in his mouth, making a roaring thunder, and the entire sword gas dragon shivered, and the contaminated black gas was suddenly dispersed by half. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

"Demons die!"

Another hundred mortals rushed out of the temple, holding the sword, and greeted the sword with a dragon. This time, the golden light on the mortal has been condensed into substance, like a layer of golden armor. Sanskrit also appeared on the sword in their hands.

Yeting felt the anger on them, so pure.

Is this the power of faith?

Tianwang Temple said that Jianxiu was a demon outside the heavens, and these mortals believed it. Regardless of the horseman or chef, the little servant or the vegetable vendor, one by one, one needs to guard the Tianwang Temple.

Tianwang Temple just asked them to die to enhance the power of evil magic. Upside down black and white, you can do this!

Yuyangzi doesn't matter, but those who built the sword sword repairs, even after this campaign, will not die, the sword heart is afraid to shake. Yu Yangzi's sword mansions hit the mortal sword fiercely. The sound of broken gold and iron burst out. The mortal bleeds one by one in the ears, but he fits on the body and wants to bite Yu Yangzi with their teeth.

"Demon! Demon!"

This sound echoed throughout the city, making people irritable. Among the swords and dragons, a base sword repairer suddenly angered and rushed out to protect him.

"You are the demons! There is no cure!"

Jianxiu turned into Jianguang, swept across a sword, and cut off two mortal heads. The long sword was stiffly embedded under the rib of the third mortal, and was clamped to death.

Poof!

A small hand from bottom to top, penetrated on his left chest, grabbed Jian Xiu's heart. The golden light flickered, and the little fingers squeezed hard with ten fingers, and the sword repaired a heart into flesh.

It was a 13- to 4-year-old girl. After Jianxiu was killed, one of her arms was also severed by Jianqi. But her face was joyous and serene, and the golden light in her eyes converged and fell to the ground.