Authentic Magic Gate - Chapter 506

[Chapter 506]

Ye Ting didn’t know what the material of the Buddhist artifact was, but by refining the Hunyuan Thunder God Cannon, he found a substitute, that is, Lu Shenjin mixed with four-phase iron, using the star core as the medium, it is possible to have this The effect of 80% of the Buddha’s materials.

Ye Ting simply refined 36,000 star pills, and arranged a large array of demon stars in the Hunyuan Yiqi Pai. Thirty-six thousand demon stars can generate Hunyuan Qi by themselves. It doesn’t matter how slow the speed is. Anyway, the Hunyuan Yiqi Pai is not Nagarjuna’s main weapon, consumed once, can recover in one or two hundred days.

Hunyuan gave the handkerchief back to Nagarjuna, but the bowl still remained unopened.

Ye Ting saw that the 108 Hunyuan Thor Cannons had become an unparalleled magic weapon, and he couldn’t improve it any further. This thing cannot become a magic weapon because of its own array. Moreover, Ye Ting could not provide such a powerful divine sense at one time and refine so many magic weapons.

This promotion is still automatically promoted because there are too many laws for equipment absorption.

The other party refused to accept the supernatural power, and Ye Ting was also helpless. The Hunyuan Thunder God Cannon had reached its limit, and it was no longer possible to install the cannonball inward. Ye Ting had to take the last step, seal it up, and do the final processing when there was time. Anyway, this thing is not a big threat to Luohan, and it is a waste to take it out.

In the face of the still strong Primordial Qi, Ye Ting didn’t know how to use it best.

“Dragon Tree?”

“Hey.” Nagarjuna’s body agreed in the secret realm, doing nothing.

“I will teach you the method of refining the Hunyuan Demon God Thunder. You use the leaves of the ghost-faced cherry to refine the Demon God Thunder to make up for the lack of your sorcery.”

“Don’t learn.” Longshu said lazily.

“Why?” Ye Ting was stunned.

“Too tired.” Nagarjuna replied.

“Just help me.”

“You have the Thunder Seal of the Great All Heavens, and the method of Hunyuan Divine Thunder is not as effective as the Thunder Seal of the Small All Heavens. How can I help you.”

Ye Ting felt that something was wrong, and he didn’t know what was wrong with Nagarjuna. Nagarjuna said: “Actually, it’s because after I became a Heavenly Demon, my supernatural powers are enough, and I have no interest in learning. Forcibly learning, the effect is too bad.”

“Just say you’re lazy.”

“I’m lazy, but you didn’t know it.” Longshu said angrily.

Ye Ting smiled bitterly and said, “Okay, if you don’t learn, you won’t learn. I just feel that so much energy is a waste.”

“You are afraid of waste, so just pick a green lotus leaf and make me a Primordial Lightning Forbidden Talisman. I will use it to improve the resistance of the lightning attribute day and night, so as not to be accidentally caught by someone as a monster in the future.”

“Aren’t you afraid of thunder?”

“Hunyuan Leifa, I’m still a little scared.” Long Shu replied.

“Okay.” Ye Ting really didn’t feel distressed, so he picked a lotus leaf in the pool in the center of the secret realm, and refined the Primordial Thunder Forbidden Talisman for Nagarjuna, and stored the power of thunder in it. Nagarjuna wore it on his body and absorbed it day and night. , to increase resistance.

This pond of green lotus is very fast when it is achieved, but it is extremely slow to grow again after picking. Ye Ting was only willing to make equipment for Nagarjuna, and it would definitely not work for outsiders.

Nagarjuna smiled and took a lot of ghost-faced cherry leaves and gave them to Ye Ting. And the leaves of the tree demon, Ye Ting didn’t use it at all. It was the best material for thunder talismans, and it was a waste of time to refine this low-level cannonball.

Every leaf treasured by Ye Ting can be used to refine the Forbidden Talisman of the Heavens and Thunder, and it is irreplaceable.

The leaves of the ghost-faced cherry can be picked in large quantities. The effect is much better than those of Ye Ting’s low-level materials. The properties are extremely stable, and the Primordial Qi that can be absorbed is a hundred times more powerful.

Ye Ting took the leaves and continued to make the Hunyuan Talisman. This refining was to absorb the Hunyuan Qi faster, so that the other party quickly opened the lid and took a look. If it is held in the bowl like this, no one knows what will happen.

Not only that, Ye Ting’s Great Void Mirror also joined in, and the speed of absorbing Primordial Qi was suddenly more than ten times faster. Shifang Tianshen helped at the same time, and the absorption power of Shifang Tianshen monument was higher than that of Hunyuan Yiqi Pa.

Ye Ting’s avatar was still discussing with Bai He and others about the tactics when leaving, and the general direction had been determined, and he would not entangle the Golden Temple, but to escape.

Twenty-five swordsmen formed a formation in front of the wind and thunder battleship. Bai He opened the way at the bow of the ship. No matter how the enemy blocked it, Bai He could just break it with a single sword. The flying speed of the wind and thunder battleship was enough. Escape for life.

After the rest of the people are responsible for the break, the two wings of the battleship are resolved by the formation. The amount of money consumed this time is calculated according to the head and divided equally. Originally, Ye Ting shouldn’t have accepted this money, but these eighteen arhats were in ambush for Bai He, and the rest were considered a disaster.

After another half-day, the Arhats outside couldn’t bear it any longer. Together, they lifted the bowl, and the battleship of wind and thunder lit up with lightning. The eyes of the Eighteen Arhats were almost blinded.

Bai He’s face was gloomy, a tall wall appeared in front of him, and the wind and thunder battleship slammed into it.

These are all Arhats, and even if they cannot see, they can still accurately grasp the direction of the wind and thunder battleship.

Bai He had no choice but to release his dharma of heaven and earth, and the seven long-abandoned ones in his body lit up. Those were the things he originally cultivated. When he was in the infant realm, he could improve his strength and have the same attack power as the virtual realm.

With a sword light in his hand, the copper wall and iron wall in front of him cracked directly. The speed of the wind and thunder battleship was strange, and it was squeezed out of the hair-like crack in one fell swoop.

Bai He snorted, and felt that his internal organs were burning, and all seven bright spots in his body were extinguished. This time, the injury was not light.

However, he mobilized the power of twenty-five Infant Realm to break through the interception arranged by the eighteen Arhats, and he was also proud of himself. Before his pride could last a breath, the attack of the Eighteen Arhats arrived.

The mountain-sized pestle of subduing demons slammed down into the air.

Bai He was chilled all over, because his sword just now was so subtle that he used all the power, including the acceleration of the battleship’s impact. And that wall directly let go of the battleship, and the anti-shock force didn’t erupt until the battleship passed through the wall.

That is to say, after the battleship got out of the block, the speed suddenly slowed down, as if the other party had already prepared for the next blow.

If it weren’t for his own sword, the attack of this demon pestle would not be so precise. It was as if everything was his own fault. His consciousness was a little disorganized, but he could still see behind him on the Battleship of Wind and Thunder. Except for the monks in Qingcheng, Ye Ting was the only one left.

Where did the rest go? Is it gone?

This thought was very short-lived. Bai He knew that Mu Jiuge would not give up on Ye Ting. His thoughts were so strange that he had already received the interference of Buddhist mana. If there was no wind and thunder battleship, he would have been defeated.

Ye Ting took out the Kunlun Divine Sword and made a stroke towards the back of the battleship. The wind and thunder battleship was like a huge crossbow bolt, and rushed out for no reason.

Bai He didn’t understand what Ye Ting’s sword meant, and the huge demon-subduing pestle behind him smashed down, directly smashing a hundred-zhang deep pit on the ground.

Bai He didn’t understand it, but Ye Ting understood that it wasn’t that Bai He’s power was wrong, but that Fomen used the power of cause and effect this time to forcibly leave the wind and thunder battleship behind.

The result is obtained first, and then the price is paid. The price is shared by 18 Arhats, plus the Buddhist soldiers in the Golden Temple, passed on all the way, and the final price can be ignored.

Authentic Buddhist tactics, extremely powerful.

Ye Ting just mobilized the power of eleven cultivators in the mirror of yin and yang, including his senior brother Mu Jiuge, and then inspired a sword in Qinglian Sword Song – Zhan Yin.

If there is no cause, there is no effect, and the speed of the wind and thunder battleship should be restored to whatever speed.

Ye Ting could perceive the traces of the entanglement of cause and effect. This sword seemed unreasonable, but it directly broke the tactics of the Eighteen Arhats.

Qinglianjiangexing has divided into nine swords, namely: Angry Sword, Mad Lotus, Inquiry, Zhanyin, Bingfeng, Countercurrent, Red Dust, Shenyue, and Kunlun.

“There’s another virtual realm!”

The Eighteen Arhats roared, they made a mistake in their calculations, and they didn’t expect that Dazhi’s Demonic Pestle could make a mistake, and as a result, the wind and thunder battleship escaped in a hurry.

Ye Ting released clones to control the battleship almost at the same time, and everyone in the Yin-Yang Divine Mirror, including Mu Jiuge, lost their strength. Ye Ting simply escaped back to the secret realm and sat on top of Qinglian to cultivate. He agreed with Bai He’s tactics because he had the ability to stop the enemy’s pursuit.

Bai He and the others turned around on the edge of life and death, each in a cold sweat. To Bai He’s surprise, Ye Ting did not release the Dragon City Chariot just now.

Ye Ting’s avatar’s breath was a little unstable, and the body was injured, which affected the control. After all, the mantra avatar was transformed by a magic spell, which was very different from the normal avatar.

The wind and thunder battleship moved straight forward, and within ten breaths, it had already rushed out of the Nine Heavens Astral Qi. The thunder in the turbulent qi was accelerating the wind and thunder battleship, and the eighteen Arhats were chasing after him, but they were thrown farther and farther away.

Ye Ting’s sword frightened them. The speed of the Eighteen Arhats varied. The problem was that no one dared to come forward alone. Those who are fast are waiting for those who are slow, and those who are slow should retain a little of their own strength and dare not do their best.

After the wind and thunder battleship pierced the nine-day qi, Ye Ting’s mantra clone sneered: “The mentality of going down is really sad.”

If the strongest among the Eighteen Arhats catch up, Ye Ting will have to use extraordinary means, at least to release the dragon chariot. Senior Brother and Bai He just took a sigh of relief, and together with Ye Qinglian, they dare not say that they can deal with a powerful Arhat.

Even if this Arhat is repelled, the danger still exists. In the golden temple, there is a powerful teleportation formation, and the monks who come to the door can be teleported through the temple, and then there is really no way to escape.

Entering the starry sky, the star delimitation lock was released, and in a blink of an eye, it stretched for thousands of feet, and it was drawn towards the Arhats who rushed out of the nine heavens.

The Eighteen Arhats collectively urged the lotus platform under their feet, barely passing the huge star demarcation lock, and then looked at Ye Ting’s battleship, which had already flown tens of thousands of miles away.

The Eighteen Arhats looked at each other in dismay, and the matter that came to the door to explain was just messed up. The same trap, the Void Realm cultivator will not step into it again. How can this be explained to Xiaoleiyin Temple?

If these eighteen Arhats were all from the same sect, it would be good to say, but they came from the four Buddhist sects, so it is inevitable to shirk responsibility.