Authentic Magic Gate - Chapter 231

[Chapter 231]

Gao Yue was unmoved, no matter how weird the other party was, Ye Ting’s order was to kill him, then he would have to die quickly.

The other party shouted for help, in order to avoid night long dreams…

Behind Gao Yue’s head, a bright moon rises, and this is his primordial spirit.

Taking the sun, moon and stars as the primordial spirit is usually very dangerous, and it is really too common to go crazy. Although the power is huge, it is something that the Demon Sect cultivator does not like to choose.

But Gao Yue dared. He practiced very slowly and steadily before, and only after passing the most difficult level did he condense this primordial spirit.

The moonlight illuminates the space inside the Ten Directions Heavenly God Monument. Unlike the Moon God Sword of the Moon Sword Sect, this round of bright moon is soft, warm, and has no chill at all.

The monk’s expression was full of horror, because when he reacted, the moonlight had penetrated his body and invaded the altar in his mind.

This moonlight is too harmless, and it really doesn’t seem to affect him in essence.

But the cultivator’s primordial spirit can’t have no influence on the world at all. It’s because this primordial spirit is too special, so he was tricked by the other party before he even had the idea of resisting.

In Gao Yue’s hand, he finally took out his weapon.

On the building ship in the sky, the formation was running rapidly. On the side of the building, the formations released thunder light one after another, blasting into the sky. In the sky, a young monk flew towards the thunder light, and the thunder light went out in front of him. .

Are monks so difficult? Yang Mei shook his head vigorously, the formation on the boat was already strong, but even the monk’s speed was not affected.

The lightning that he controlled, each of them cooperated with each other, and hit the monk’s most uncomfortable position. Most of the attacks were calculated in advance, and the monk was not able to dodge, but he rushed over tyrannically, letting the thunder light blast on him.

Invincible? Impossible, Luohan can’t do this, this monk is just a Tibetan courtyard.

“Longshu, what’s the matter?” Yangmei voice transmission.

“Don’t disturb me, there is still half an hour.” Long Shu replied in a bad mood, this may be the first time she has the courage to speak to Yangmei in this tone.

“I found that your breasts have grown bigger recently, and your temper has grown too.” Yang Mei’s spiritual sense was passed back.

“So what?”

“I won’t adapt to your temper. The best way is to make you smaller.”

“You can give it a try.” Nagarjuna pushed back hard.

“Okay.” Yang Mei replied with one word. Nagarjuna lowered his head and was stunned to find that he had indeed become much smaller!

“How to change back?” Nagarjuna didn’t want to use illusions to maintain her figure, so she gritted her teeth and had no choice. She didn’t even know how Yangmei did it.

“If you get it done in half a quarter of an hour, I’ll change you back. Otherwise forever.”

“why?”

“Half a quarter of an hour later, the reinforcements from Baige Temple will arrive in large numbers. We have to leave a little earlier. If we go north, we will just meet the sword repairers supported by the Moon Sword Sect. It will take less than half an hour, and we are still safe.”

“I’ll do my best.” Nagarjuna was also anxious, and she simply threw herself into it, and migrated into the forest with her two sisters into the god’s nest.

“Zi Shitian, how many people in the Spirit Ring Sect know about the remains of the demon immortals here?”

“Myself.” Zi Shitian answered without hesitation.

“Don’t your master know?”

“Lingjie Sect is not like that. The secrets that the monks get by themselves can be kept, and they are not considered betrayal of the master. If they turn in them, they will not have much in return.”

“Then everyone…”

“Yes, Lingjie Sect is in Luozhou, and there are many, many secrets. I don’t know why the sect doesn’t care about this.”

“But it must be intentional.” Ye Ting said.

“Lord, hurry up and finish it, I don’t feel very good.” Yuan Rutian said.

“You already have a hunch… Let’s hold on for a while, and we’ll leave in half a quarter of an hour.” Ye Ting said and threw a pill to Nagarjuna.

Nagarjuna directly put it in his mouth, and the opening of the god’s nest suddenly increased by four times.

Ye Ting quickly walked around the Ten Directions Heavenly God Monument, the power under his feet penetrated into the earth, and three feet below the roots of the forest, one by one, the fiery Wutu Divine Soldiers appeared, their bodies trembled slightly, as if they were about to stand up.

But Ye Ting’s magic power is far inferior to that of the original Mu Shenjun. These Wutu Divine Weapons are only prototypes, and the speed of straightening up is too slow. It seems that they may not be able to get out of the ground for half an hour.

Ye Ting doesn’t need Wutu Divine Soldier to fight, he is loosening the connection between the earth and the forest.

If it was just an ordinary forest, Nagarjuna would have done it long ago, but these hundreds of demon trees are all linked to the earth veins, and they are deeply rooted in the earth, and the power required to move them is almost the limit of an infant realm cultivator. On Ye Ting’s side, there are no monks who are in the Great Perfection of the Infant Realm. Hundreds of Infant Realms can’t really cooperate with each other perfectly. Helping Nagarjuna is only to improve the speed of some transfers.

Ye Ting regretted a little. If he had come here in the first step, he would never have met the monks of Baige Temple, and there would have been no trouble now. The original choice was the cause, and the current crisis is the effect.

Cause and effect, Buddhism, Tianluo…

“Si Meng, stop him.” Yang Mei gave up the attack, the monk’s strength was too strong, and all his attacks did not change the opponent’s rhythm.

Si Meng nodded, and flew out of the building with four Infant Realm cultivators, his figure flashed for a moment, and he came to the monk.

The young monk hit him with a punch, and Si Meng did not show weakness, and smashed back with a small black hammer in his hand.

The fists and hammers intersected, and all the mortals in Wu Yucheng passed out in this collision. The mortals were not harmed, but the monks of the Wu family vomited blood one by one, and some even spat out their own internal organs.

Si Meng threw away the cracked hammer and blocked the small shield in his left hand. The monk’s fist had already arrived.

Si Meng mobilized Zhen Yuan with all his strength, a layer of khaki brilliance on the small shield lit up, the phantom of a poisonous snake on each side of the shield twisted, the monk’s fist became slow, and a hosta flew to the back of his head .

“Broken!” The young monk spit out a word, and the hosta at the back of his head flew back to Yangmei’s hand.

I knew that a sneak attack wouldn’t work, hey…

The monk’s fist did not hit the small shield in the end. The incantation in his mouth failed to destroy the six dust swords, and he was also attacked. If he hit Si Meng’s shield again, he would be injured.

Gao Yue’s fist slammed into the coquettish monk’s cheekbones, the monk turned his head, his fist slipped away, and both of them felt a burning pain.

What a hard fist!

What a thick skin!

puff……

puff! Bang bang bang!

Gao Yue’s fist hit the monk like a raindrop. The monk was affected by his moonlight, and his reaction was a little slow.

The cultivators of Pill Formation can hide the operation of the true essence in their bodies, and Gao Yue is also the four difficulties of the Infant Realm.

The monk was quite aggrieved, Gao Yue wore a white robe and a high crown, with flying long sleeves, and looked like an immortal. However, his Primordial Spirit Dharma aspect is very sinister, hurting people invisible, and hiding very deeply.

After the sneak attack was successful, Gao Yue gave up the power of the magic cultivator’s magic and fought directly against her body without any grace, just like a hooligan fight. He had already hit seven or eight feet in his crotch, if mortals would have been beaten and rolled all over the floor.

“Why are you still not dead?” Gao Yue’s fist hit the monk’s heart again, and the monk’s heartbeat stopped for a while, with a blank look on his face.

Yeah, why am I not dead yet?

The monk let out a shrill scream, and in the sky, the young monk who was stopped changed color. Brother is in danger!

On the monk’s body and face, black runes flashed out one by one, and in all the positions hit by Gao Yue’s fists, there were four identical runes–Suppressing Demons and Destroying Luck.

Demon cultivators have been fighting against real demons all their lives. The word “suppressing demons and destroying luck” is the core of Gao Yue’s practice. As soon as the magic moon came out, when the monk was plotted against, the outcome of the battle was already doomed.

Gao Yue had been dormant for many years, but now he has soared into the sky, beheading the great power of Baige Temple, who was even higher than his realm.

The bright moon disappeared from the back of Gao Yue’s head, with a calm expression, she stepped back. The monk’s body quickly turned black, including the monk’s robe. The monk’s coquettish face quickly aged, and thin silver hairs grew on his cheeks.

In the monk’s body, the bones rattled, and the monk’s pain had disappeared, replaced by an incomparable joy, which combined with his ugly face, looked strange and gloomy.

Ow!

The monk’s robe was torn open and turned into a pair of black wings behind his back, which flew into the sky. Ye Ting let go of the Ten Directions Heavenly God Stele and let the monk leave. The monk is already dead, and now it is a demon from a foreign land who has flown away.

This kind of little devil can be suppressed by an Infant Realm cultivator, and it will not cause any trouble to this world. As a demon cultivator, he can still clearly grasp this.

The young monk’s eyes were gloomy, the black lotus blossoms bloomed on the monk’s robe, and he stepped a thousand feet away, chasing after the demonized monk.

boom!

God Nest suddenly disappeared, Nagarjuna’s body swayed, and disappeared. Ye Ting knew that she hid in the space created by Jianpihuan, but fortunately, the dream bubble was still there. Naturally, others don’t know where things are hidden, and there is only a huge pit that is hundreds of feet deep on the ground.

Get on the boat and go!

Yangmei’s spiritual thoughts spread all over the monks in Fengzhou, and the building boat was under the pressure of high altitude, and the lights flew up one after another, rushing into the building boat. Yang Mei controlled the building boat, found the right direction, and accelerated frantically towards the north.

The Fengzhou cultivator had been seriously injured before, and it was heartbreaking to lose one. And Baige Temple doesn’t care about exchanges, and a large number of monks will come soon. What’s the point of fighting to the death? Because the end will only be to lose more.

The tragic victory is meaningless. Luozhou has already had monks in the Arhat realm. If the other party died too many in the Tibetan courtyard, the monks in the Arhat realm would find Ye Ting and kill him in one fell swoop.

The world is crazy, but Yangmei is not crazy. The sects on the Eight Hundred Continents will lose control sooner or later, and before that, Yang Mei has to find a way to leave.