Authentic Magic Gate - Chapter 41

[Chapter 41 You Are Guilty]

The ten directions of purgatory, finally began the real practice!

What is purgatory? Under the clear wave, the demonic energy condensed, turned into sludge, and infected the soul. Even if a virtual cultivator enters it, he will fall into a demon.

Sooner or later, this demon world Qinglian Purgatory will grow into a real world, give birth to living beings, and become a member of all worlds. Or at that time, Ye Ting had fallen, but the Qinglian Purgatory in the Demon World would always exist.

Until the rules collapse and the world is destroyed.

This purgatory is true and true. If Ye Ting has a great supernatural power, he can easily destroy the enemy by absorbing it into it. Right now, Qinglian Purgatory in the Demon Realm is just a baby, falling to the ground.

If there is no need, Ye Ting would not dare to extract the original Qi in this purgatory and feed himself back.

What if I die? Once purgatory is destroyed, it can never be restored. Ye Ting carefully felt the ups and downs of the vitality of Qinglian Purgatory in the Demon World, it was like a child sleeping.

Ye Ting also gave up the opportunity to attack the foundation. The master said that it would take at least three years to prepare for the foundation. Once this step is wrong, it is irreversible.

Ye Ting began to study his own mud pill divine ban. Everyone’s mud pill divine ban was different. The green lotus behind Ye Ting’s head was born and died, and its attributes were obscure. He could only feel that his whole person was different after releasing the Niwan Divine Ban.

As if everything is under control, Qinglian sword song, ten directions of purgatory, all heavens and thunder bans…

Ye Ting took the Mysterious Turtle Sword Talisman and twisted it at his fingertips, turning it into a sword glow. The sword glow was one foot seven inches, flying at the fingertips, and the cold air rushed towards his face, Ye Ting felt a pain, just the sword intent, he was about to hurt himself!

Increased attack power is also a good attribute. Ye Ting knew that his Niwan Divine Ban was more than that, and I’m afraid not all of them have been developed. It’s just that this thing is all naturally generated, and I can’t control it.

Withdrawing the Mysterious Turtle Sword Talisman, Ye Ting started the star delimitation method again and calculated the time.

What surprised him was that this practice only took half an hour. Tu Su outside showed no special signs, and seemed to have no awareness of what was happening in the secret room.

Ye Ting went to investigate the properties of Qinglian Purgatory in the Demon World, which was a bit simple and extremely precious.

The green lotus of the demon world grows in a place of despair. In the filthiest place in the demon world, all life cannot survive, only the green lotus blooms, like Ye Ting’s soul, lonely and pure.

The help it brings to Ye Ting is the origin of life.

The most intuitive benefit of the source of life is that Ye Ting’s lifespan is extended. Ye Ting can’t judge the specific value, no matter how to prolong it, if the realm is insufficient, there will be a limit to the lifespan.

As for the accompanying properties…

Ye Ting was a little overjoyed. It was a healing ability, and he favored purification. The main treatment direction is toxin absorption, which can be said to be extremely powerful. For the damage to the soul, the Qinglian Purgatory of the Demon World can also repair it, but only the physical body, fractures and blood loss, etc., are difficult to repair.

However, in the flesh, if there is an invading alien energy, it will also be absorbed by the Qinglian Purgatory of the Demon World. The healing power attached to this purgatory is biased towards the soul and various vitality.

Ye Ting stood on the ground with his long sword in hand, feeling that he had grown taller and looked like an adult.

It’s almost the same as Wolf Creek!

The trial tower was calm, and the cultivators of the Dragon City had dispersed, leaving only Tu Shi alone on the top floor, standing by the window overlooking the city.

Among the scattered monks, the gray-haired Mo Jin turned around and went straight to the training room where Ye Ting was imprisoned. He tried his best to restrain the grimness on his face, and slowly put on a kind smile. Ye Ting killed his three disciples, although they were all named by name and not personally passed on, but they were also his direct descendants.

After the great change of Dragon Control City, every Pill Elder has the hope to achieve the Infant Realm and compete for resources, relying on the strength of their respective subordinates. The death of three Foundation Establishment disciples is an indescribable loss.

The cultivator’s life span is 800, and he is more than 500 years old, and he is still far from the Infant Realm for six eons. If the resources are insufficient, they will die of old age in this realm.

Killing Ye Ting has a good idea, and it is not without benefits for cultivation.

Mo Jin restrained his murderous intention a little bit, and when he saw Tu Su, there was no trace of hostility on his body.

“Uncle Mo, what’s the matter?” Tu Su saw Mo Jin and stopped on the road. Seeing that Tu Su was guarding, Mo Jin smiled and said, “Tu Su, your uncle asked me to come over and ask Ye Ting a few words.”

Tu Su didn’t give way and frowned, “Where’s the warrant?”

“It’s just word of mouth, no warrant.” Mo Jin stood there, let out a little momentum, and slowly pressed towards Tu Su.

“Master Mo, please come with the warrant, otherwise I can only send out the alarm and ask Master to come and decide.” Tu Su replied coldly, she knew that the three dead monks were Mo Jin’s apprentices.

Ye Ting turned around and came to the door, holding the ground flame sword and waiting patiently. A mud pill was released from the back of his head, and a green lotus blossomed in the air with an indescribable charm.

Mo Jin was here to kill him, he and Tu Su knew very well.

There is no need for Tu Su to insist, the only thing he can rely on is the sword in his hand. The cultivator’s calculation speed was extremely fast. He killed three Foundation Establishments. Of course, he knew the identity of the other party. Seeing Mo Jin’s face, Ye Ting knew the cause and effect.

There is nothing to say, only a battle.

Mo Jin didn’t think so. He came here to kill Ye Ting. A little cultivator of congealing liquid has no room to resist. Humans vent their anger without thinking about how the ants will resist.

In the sea of knowledge of Ye Tingzi Mansion, a transparent thread flew up, ignoring the formation of the secret room, passed through the gate, and landed on Mo Jin. He and Mo Jin were unaware of it. The transparent silk thread connects the two together, which is the power of cause and effect.

“Uncle Mo, please…” Tu Su took a step forward and pressed his hand on the disciple’s token. Mo Jin stretched out his finger without warning and tapped in front of Tu Su. A black light as thin as a hair disappeared into Tu Su. ‘s forehead. Tu Su’s expression suddenly froze.

Behind Tu Su, Langxi also fell, and Mo Jin laughed happily.

“Go to sleep for a while, it will be over soon.”

Ye Ting just cocked the corner of his mouth, even if he was about to die, he held the Earth Flame Sword in his hand, the young man’s figure floated in his heart, and the hand holding the sword became more and more stable.

Mo Jin took a wooden talisman and stuck it on the door of the secret room. He didn’t search for Tu Su’s body. After all, it was Master Tu’s niece and disciple of Master Tu, so he didn’t dare to touch it directly. If you want to kill Ye Ting, don’t offend the butcher.

On the wooden talisman, the magic pattern circulated, and the door of the secret room slowly opened. Mo Jin saw Ye Ting standing in front of him with a long sword. Behind Ye Ting’s head, a cyan lotus blossomed, and the lotus petals were born, relaxed, full, and withered. , looping endlessly.

Mo Jin’s originally smiling face suddenly twisted. In his heart, there was a strong jealousy.

Why are you not such a person? There is a good teacher, there is a good qualification. It is still a young man’s liquid condensate, and he can achieve the divine ban of mud pills. Heavenly pose? Then destroy it in your own hands!

On Mo Jin’s body, the red-gold brilliance lit up, and the invisible momentum became tangible, filling the secret room, blocking Ye Ting’s body from the surrounding heaven and earth vitality.

“Curse! Break!”

Mo Jin said two words lightly, the formation that was originally isolated by his control of vitality, was broken in the golden brilliance, and all of it was useless. isolating others? It is more secure to block the breath yourself!

Isolating the connection between Ye Ting and the vitality of heaven and earth, Ye Ting’s spells can’t even break his own skin. It is not a cultivator of pill formation, and without Danhai, the power of magic always relies on the ubiquitous vitality between heaven and earth.

Among the secret methods of visiting the door, the ten-square air ban method also has such power.

Mo Jin laughed grimly, his tall body became more and more tall and straight, and the golden breath condensed into golden knives without handles in the secret room, and the blades circled, more and more.

“Ye Ting, when you swung your sword to kill my disciple, did you ever think about today?”

Mo Jin is not afraid of Ye Ting’s magic weapon at all. He can’t resonate with the vitality of heaven and earth. Just relying on the true qi stored in Ye Ting’s body, he wants to mobilize the power of the magic weapon? That is not condensed liquid, but the formation of elixir.

Since he wants to vent, how can he let him die too quickly. Ye Ting died too soon, and he was not happy enough!

“You and Yangmei are self-reliant disciples of the city lord, and they are rampant. Have you ever thought that the old thief will die one day!” , he finally had a chance to spit out his chest.

It felt like the whole world was under my feet, including Yu Wenxuan.

“Old thief?” Ye Ting looked strangely, looking at Mo Jin’s face and asked, “I won’t say that without my master, there would be no such foolishness as you are today. I just want to know, if my master Here, do you have the guts to say such a thing?”

“Don’t dare, so he is going to die, and Yulongcheng has a future!”

“Demon Sect cultivator, is there such a weak and dirty person as you? You probably won’t be able to write the word shame. Mo Jin, I only ask you one thing today – you are guilty!”

crime? crime! crime……

Ye Ting exudes a strange aura. Mo Jin couldn’t help but ask himself in the depths of his soul. Past events come and go.

After entering the gate of Yulong City, his aptitude is normal, so when he was trying out, he secretly counted two senior brothers. Even so, what was taken is quickly used up, and resources are always insufficient. I applied to go outside, managed the Aristocratic Family Alliance, filled my own pockets, withheld supplies, and finally managed to build a foundation.

When the foundation is completed, it is more than eighty years old, and there is no hope of forming a pill. He stole the master’s pill and replaced it with Mo Xiezong’s phantom pill. When the master was robbed, he died.

Others have formed pills, most of them are middle-aged, but only themselves, with gray hair. I never modify myself, thinking that the devil has no regrets. It turned out to be fear, all of this is invisible, and can only pretend to be magnanimous.

He colluded with Mo Xiezong and killed his master, as well as thousands of unjust souls who died in his own hands over the past five hundred years. Many things are not tolerated by the Demon Sect. Once exposed, five hundred years of hard work will come to nothing.

Innocent yourself? No, you are guilty!

previous life…

Thousands of times of memories poured into the Niwan Palace, and under the shudder of the soul, a sword light lit up and was attracted by his soul. This sword seems to be slaughtered by the neck, and there is no escape.

Mo Jin, you are guilty!

I’m guilty……

A straight sword slashed from top to bottom. Mo Jin’s neck was bizarrely cut horizontally, a head flew up into the sky, and his eyes were long gone.

When the sword was cut off, Mo Jin was already dead and his soul was shattered.