Authentic Magic Gate - Chapter 143
[Chapter 143 Occupy]
The fire dragon swept the long street. Fortunately, there were no people watching this situation. Otherwise, there must be a lot of people accidentally injured this time.
Zhu Yanlei didn’t care about any accidental injuries. He tried his best this time, and there was no change. He just relied on the realm to suppress people. Among the fire dragons, the cultivators howled in pain. The cultivator’s flame attack, when they reached the realm of forming an elixir, could not just burn people from the outside, but would arouse the infuriating energy in the enemy’s body to attack both internally and externally.
The legendary novels of mortals will also confuse the martial artist who trains his body to break through the innate and fight against the monks, but this is absolutely impossible. A spell can ignite your true qi, even if your muscles are trained and stars Like gold, he will still burn himself to death.
“How dare you do something to me…” Ye Ting’s voice resounded throughout the market.
“It seems that my Nanhai Ye family has not been born for tens of thousands of years, and has been forgotten!” Ye Ting said arrogantly: “Those who have nothing to do with the White Bone Gate, please leave for the time being, otherwise the Ye family will not be responsible for compensation.”
The monk upstairs laughed, who is this, a monk in the foundation-building realm, who took a powerful magic weapon and thought he was invincible? He didn’t feel bad when some of his subordinates died, because if he killed Ye Ting, he would get a magic weapon.
He had seen Zhu Yanlei’s spells, but he was much weaker than himself.
Ye Ting pointed his finger at him from a distance and hooked his finger.
The cultivator, dressed in white like snow, flew upstairs and floated towards Ye Ting. About ten feet away, a long knife with a strange shape suddenly appeared in his hand. It was pale in color and had a bone blade with flowing magic lines. It was also a low-grade magic weapon.
“Oppose the White Bone Gate…”
All the cultivators who were looking here suddenly could not find any trace of the monk in white. It was as if he was suddenly swallowed up and teleported to another world.
In Ye Ting’s Taixu Yuling Heaven, a flame-spraying armor appeared, and the sword light in his hand lit up. The monk in white was terrified and burst out with all his strength. The breath cut off.
The sword light dissipated in an instant, and the white-clothed cultivator’s bone knife slashed at the Jiazi held by the Moruo God Armor Curse. Jiazi’s sword edge twisted and pierced the white-clothed cultivator’s ribs with his backhand, entering his body from bottom to top.
Jiazi disappeared, Moruo God Armor took a step forward, hugged the monk in white, the flames soared, the monk in white was blank, and he didn’t know what happened.
“Hey? Where’s the person?” Ye Ting looked around with a gesture that had nothing to do with him. There are not half of the Infant Realm cultivators here, and no one can see any clues by forcibly arresting people like the Taixu Divine Mirror.
“Maybe I was scared away by the young master. I said that the White Bone Gate is impossible not to be afraid of our Ye family.” Nagarjuna squeezed Ye Ting’s shoulder from behind, but his voice came out far away.
The strongest monk at the White Bone Gate is missing, and the remaining monks at the White Bone Gate are not stupid. They know that they must have been killed by the other party with a strange spell. More than a hundred monks rushed from all directions, and the spells were released in the air. Who cares Will it hurt innocent people.
For a time, the gloomy wind was miserable, and the entire sky was darkened. This group of monks were still foundation-building cultivators. There were only three core-forming cultivators.
“Xiao Bai, try it out.” Ye Ting said calmly.
“Okay.” Xiao Bai took a demon bead given by King Ping Ping and threw it into the air. The demon bead shattered silently and turned into a clear light that filled the entire market.
After all the attacks hit the clear light, they were instantly reflected back, and the speed and power were amplified by an unknown number of times. The more than one hundred monks at the White Bone Gate were counterattacked almost at the same time, and they lost their lives in a single breath.
Everyone was shocked, Ye Ting himself couldn’t calm down, King Ping Ping was a hundred times stronger than he expected, such beads were given away, and it was definitely not difficult to make.
“It’s a waste…” Xiao Bai sighed softly when he saw the power of the demon bead, but didn’t take it to heart. For Jian Xiu, this kind of demon bead was meaningless. Even if similar equipment is required, a one-time sword talisman is more suitable for sword cultivators.
Ye Ting also felt that it was a waste. The King of Equality gave three demon beads to each of them, and four people were twelve. If he knew this kind of power, he should use it on a powerful opponent.
“Zhu Yanlei, go after the monks at the White Bone Gate, and all the spoils will be yours.” Ye Ting commanded.
Of course, Zhu Yanlei felt that this kind of thing was not suitable for his status. Ye Ting asked him to do it, and he could only bear it. Not to mention there were trophies to take. Those condensed cultivators definitely didn’t have anything to look forward to, but death The few cultivators who lost the pills had more than a dozen white jade talismans on their bodies, plus the undamaged equipment, the value was relatively large.
Ye Ting thought it was a little funny. The real value of this market is still in these shops, and the location of any shop is also worth a few white jade talismans.
Of course, the value of the entire market is not comparable to a demon bead of the King of Equality.
Fortunately, Ye Ting was not a money fan, otherwise his heart would have been broken.
laugh!
An arrow of light flew from Nagarjuna, and more than a hundred meters away, in the shadow under the corner of the wall, a monk held his throat with both hands and slowly fell down.
Nagarjuna’s voice spread throughout the market: “Put down everything in your hands, or you will be killed.”
“Run, they’re going to kill us all!”
puff!
The second arrow shot into the mouth of the cultivator who was trying to provoke panic, and pierced through the back of his head, dripping blood slowly.
“When my young master doesn’t allow you to speak, keep your mouth shut, or you will be shot.”
“Fight them…”
boom!
Ye Ting sold it directly, and a thunder light fell from the sky, smashing the monk directly, turning it into ashes on the ground, and dispersing with the wind.
The whole market was silent, and Ye Ting said again: “All those who survived the White Bone Gate, come to me, leave the storage bags and get out, I will give you a quarter of an hour.”
Pfft!
A monk jumped down from the upstairs next to him, stood unsteadily, and fell to his knees on the ground.
Ye Ting glanced down and asked, “Are you a monk from the White Bone Gate?”
“It’s the little one.” The cultivator turned over and lay on the ground, trembling.
“The foundation is established, but you are still so timid.” Ye Ting frowned.
“Ye Jia Tianwei, little panic.” The cultivator came up flatteringly, and Ye Ting felt a chill.
“Since you are the first to come, you can leave the storage bag and leave a message for your head.”
“You must bring the little ones.”
“In the matter of Yinzhou, Baizhangmen will not be involved. I have already bought a mission in Yuejianzong to rebuild Baizhangmen. I am the master of Baizhangmen, and this site is also owned by Baizhangmen. If Baizhangmen dares to come, I will Just kill it and enjoy the prestige of my Ye family.”
“The little one must bring the word.” The cultivator got up and ran away.
After Ye Ting sent the people from the White Bone Gate, Zhu Yanlei also came back. Not many monks fled, most of them came to Ye Ting, handed in their storage bags and left.
Ye Ting didn’t search his body. He knew at a glance what these condensate cultivators had on them. He asked them to leave storage bags because the most valuable ones were probably the storage bags, and he didn’t bother to refine this thing by himself. After the establishment of Baizhangmen , Newly recruited disciples still need storage bags.
Zhu Yanlei took the storage bags of Jiedan and the base-building cultivator, took the talisman money inside, and left the rest to Ye Ting, who pointed to a building in the distance and said, “That red-haired one, come over.”
A person jumped upstairs, with short red hair, a dark face, and a high-spirited spirit. Meteor strode to Ye Ting, clasped his fists with both hands, and said, “Your Excellency, do you have any advice, but please tell me.”
“It’s nondescript.” Nagarjuna said behind Ye Ting.
“How many floors are there?” Ye Ting asked him arrogantly.
“Cough… the eighth floor.” The cultivator dared not drag the text any more, and answered honestly.
“Not bad, not yet fifty years old?”
“If you go back to your master, you will only be forty-seven years old.”
“That’s okay, do you have a master?”
“The tutor is also a loose cultivator, and there is not much lifespan.” The cultivator had a sad look on his face, not a fake. ,
“Your master is also a loose cultivator? Golden Core Three Tribulations, right?”
“You? How do you know!”
“If the foundation is not laid well, the three tribulations of the golden elixir will not increase the longevity for a few days. You and your master should join the Baizhangmen. I guarantee that he can advance to the four tribulations of the golden elixir.” Ye Ting promised casually. Anyway, he does not guarantee the advanced infant realm, but it is not difficult to add a small realm to prolong life. There are many ways to come to the door.
Therefore, among the door-to-door, some monks with poor qualifications can also form pills and become babies, but they have a lot of water, and it is enough to fight externally and suppress the sects below.
“You don’t want to!” Ye Ting raised his voice.
“No, not… me!” The cultivator was so excited that he didn’t know what to say.
Long Shu said behind him, “Young Master, he is so happy that he can’t speak anymore.”
“Yes, it is your blessing to be recruited by my Ye family.” Ye Ting felt that his words were not up to the standard, but the cultivator felt like the sound of heaven when he heard it.
He fell on the ground and kowtowed, and his words were also incoherent, saying things like dying for Ye Tingxiao.
Ye Ting didn’t take it seriously, and said, “Baizhangmen needs to recruit a group of people now, so you can be a follower for the time being.” Ye Ting said, took a leather bag and handed it to him: “You are responsible for collecting storage first. Bags, um, you are in charge of this market for the time being.”
What the red-haired cultivator wanted to say was stopped by Ye Ting, Ye Ting said: “The Baizhangmen has only these few people for the time being. I just bought an inheritance from the Moon Sword Sect and got a task. To rebuild the Baizhangmen, it will take about 100 people. A Foundation Establishment cultivator. There are not enough manpower, you help me choose a batch and manage this market first.”
“Sect Master…”
“Don’t worry, the shops here will be counted first, and the people who rent the shops will tell them to get out, unless they pay another money to Baizhangmen, I haven’t thought about the price…”
“my name……”
“By the way, what’s your name?” Ye Ting remembered to ask his name.
“Guan Shanyue.”
“You go to count the property of this market first, recruit some people, and settle down here, and then you go to your master to solve the problem of his Shouyuan. I have something urgent, and I don’t want to delay too much time here.”
“I’ll do it now.” Guan Shan became more excited, but his footsteps did not move.
“Zhu Yanlei, follow him. If you resist, don’t ask me how to deal with it.”
“Yes, son.” Zhu Yanlei couldn’t help laughing and laughing, Ye Ting’s style was good, but unfortunately his face was too tender, and he didn’t seem to have any experience of walking outside.
But thinking of what Ye Ting had done, he suddenly shuddered.
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