Authentic Magic Gate - Chapter 635

[Chapter 635 The Legacy of Kunlun (1)]

Ye Ting’s voice was indistinct, and the distance should not be too far, but the monk in white robe could not find anyone who would attack.

I just heard Ye Ting say again: “Sneak attack, you are not as good as me, swearing, I am not as good as you. Master, I only ask one thing, are you still leaving?”

The white-robed monk said coldly, “If I can’t get out, I don’t know how many people here will be buried with me.”

“I heard that there are four types of Arhats: perception, growth, golden body, and great success. You are also a golden body Arhat. We all know that if you want to keep you, you must pay a price. It happens, my people Willing to pay the price.”

The monk in white robe swept over with his divine sense, and the monk who besieged him did not show any timidity.

Among the worlds, not only Kyushu has the saying of going to the door and going down the door. The monk suddenly understood that the enemy he faced, even if it was not a door-to-door, was an affiliated sect of the door.

Ordinary sects, no matter how large the territory they occupy, and no matter how many strong people are, cannot have such a cohesive force.

Ye Ting and his mouth shot, and when they felt that Langxi had retreated far, they launched the second wave of attacks. The monk on the golden lotus has been ignored, and the lotus platform without a seat has trapped him.

If he was anywhere else, the white-robed monk could still escape, and no amount of virtual reality could stop him. But in this special place, there is a wormhole behind, and the laws of the world are different. The monk in white robe was touched by Langxi, but it is a secret method in the magic door, which specializes in freezing true essence.

If he just froze his true essence, he could still use Buddha power to disperse it, but the later punch from Langxi caused a little damage to his soul, making it impossible for the white-robed monk to use his own power accurately.

The two attacks that were related to each other were supplemented by Ye Ting, cutting off several karma in him. With his realm, he could recover within half a day, but Ye Ting would give him half a day to recover.

The white-robed monk found that he couldn’t use the coordinates of this world to escape back, so he really had the determination to die.

“Senior brother, go back, I won’t be able to leave this time.” The monk in white robe calmly said to the nine-zhang golden body.

The Arhat with a golden body of nine feet was furious, and he beat the demon-subduing pestle in his hand. The flaps are to be fused together.

The monk in white robe slashed his shoulder with his left hand, forcibly cut off his arm, the burning iron rod fell into the wormhole, and suddenly a ghost dragon rushed out without warning, swallowing the iron rod and arm of Arhat in one bite. go down.

The ghost dragon swallowed the burning iron rod, and his own house also burned, and purple ghost fires were sprayed between the scales.

The white-robed monk lost an arm, and he didn’t expect his iron rod to be returned to this world. In his left hand, a golden talisman flew up. After half a circle, it turned into a small silver hammer. Lightning flashes above his head.

“Go!” The white-robed monk shouted, and the small silver hammer disappeared in his palm. The next moment, he came to a virtual monk and slammed it down on his forehead.

The Void Realm cultivator turned his body, red light flashed on his body, and he heard a pop, and his right shoulder had been smashed to pieces. The cultivator screamed and fell to the lotus platform. If it wasn’t for the Dragon-Controlling Divine Armor, he would have been burned all over at the moment.

After Ye Ting’s hand, he never dared to let the other party lock his position. Now the monk in white robe threw his cultivation base into the silver hammer, and Ye Ting dashed into the ground and came to Langxi’s side.

It seems that Langxi is just a scar from the immortal armor, and the real injury is the backlash caused by forcibly attacking the opponent’s soul. He is not Ye Ting, Ye Ting is the reincarnation of Ye Shenjun, the memory has returned, and the primordial spirit has grown stronger, so he is not afraid of confronting the virtual cultivator.

Any battle, for Ye Ting, only damages the body, and it is difficult for his soul to be hurt.

But Langxi can’t do it. His soul is only nourished by the green lotus under the Northern Desolate Continent, and it can’t reach the level of Ye Ting. Generations have grown differently. Langxi is just a qualified door-to-door disciple, so he can go head-to-head with that golden-bodied Arhat?

Not dying, that is, relying on good equipment.

“You did a good job, but it’s too risky. You can still touch the virtual realm. If there are many virtual realm cultivators this time, you will definitely die.” Ye Ting first taught Langxi a lesson, seeing that there is nothing in Langxi. In response, I had to say: “Even if you owe me anything, you don’t have to work so hard. You can only repay the debt if you live.”

“I don’t owe you anything, you are my brother.” Langxi said coldly.

“Then you are like this, it is even more hateful. I didn’t let you out before, I was afraid that you would mess up and I would lose you.”

“Didn’t I survive?” Langxi laughed suddenly, and said to Ye Ting, “I’m a little anxious, but this time I hurt the soul of a golden-bodied Arhat. The situation is somewhat grasped.”

Ye Ting originally wanted to say something, but remembered that he was the same. He seemed to be desperately suppressing the realm, hoping to accumulate more depth, but many times, he was very aggressive and taking risks.

Others think they are safe, only they know how many dangerous things they have done.

“Go back this time, you can retreat.” Ye Ting stopped persuading him. He couldn’t decide what path Langxi wanted to take. All he could do was to provide the best resources for Langxi.

The white-robed monk who was cut off from the retreat was destined to die in this world of Star Nest. The resources from the four homes in Kyushu arrived here, surrounded the wormhole, and began to build a city. The city is a ring, and the wormhole is surrounded in the middle. Three immortal mountains face the wormhole from different angles, and various magic towers stand up, blocking all the way out.

In the wormhole, Buddhist monks rushed out, facing the towering city walls and floating peaks. Only the virtual monks could make a deep breakthrough, even in the infant state, and they did not dare to fly over the city walls.

Ye Ting and others gathered together and all came to this ring-shaped city. The enemies that appeared in the center of the wormhole were endless, and Ye Ting and others all felt a little worried.

This kind of thing happened once in Baji, because Baji has accumulated too many monks for so many years and has been overwhelmed. This world on the other side of the wormhole is not afraid of sacrifice, but also sends people over, maybe for the same reason.

Except for the eminent monks in the Arhat realm, among the Buddhist monks who entered the Star Nest world, there are not too many good things on the body of the Tibetan courtyard, only one or two pieces, which are equivalent to Buddhist equipment of the magic weapon.

The combat effectiveness of these cannon fodders is not low, and an eight-part Buddhist soldier can possibly kill a monk Jiedan. The war has only been going on for more than a month, and the Kyushu side has lost tens of thousands of monks.

When he killed the white-robed monk, he had already fallen into two virtual realms, killed the Arhat with a golden body of nine feet, and killed another virtual realm cultivator. This is still under siege. If things go on like this, this is a bottomless pit for the monks of the eight hundred continents.

The reason why the line of defense can still be held is due to Ye Ting’s role.

A lot of equipment has been popularized, and the versatility is good. This is an irreplaceable force. Ye Ting called everyone over to discuss the issue of war in this wormhole. His equipment could be sustained, and the amount provided by the ground fire furnace was large enough.

But the monk died, and it was difficult to cultivate another one.

It usually takes two or three hundred years to cultivate a cultivator of alchemy. If it is formed in a few decades, it is the core cultivator in the sect. If you want to be in the Infant Realm, genius is also a hundred years away. Normally, it takes four or five hundred years. Some people are unlucky, and when the eight hundred lifespan ends, they are still stuck in the realm of Great Perfection.

Such precious Pill Formation and Infant Realm cultivators lost a lot every day in the war.

When there is no war, everyone thinks that there are too many people and wastes resources. When the war starts, they are afraid that there will not be enough. Because wars are becoming more and more frequent, many sects have lowered the standards for recruiting monks.

For the sect, this is not a good thing.

The meeting started on the confused Penglai Immortal Boat, and Ye Ting, as the initiator, was the first to say: “Everyone, I made a simple calculation, if the world opposite the wormhole is equivalent to the size of ten continents in Kyushu, We want to win this war, and according to the current fighting method, more than one million monks will fall.”

Everyone was silent, waiting for Ye Ting to continue. Ye Ting’s algorithm did not deviate much. There are a lot of monks who have fallen. That is because the surrounding formations have not been built yet. In the battle, the Kyushu monks still have the upper hand, and the proportion of deaths will be reduced a lot.

“This is just the ideal state. At the beginning of the opposite side, a lot of Arhats were invested. After a few failures, Arhats refused to take action. They just used low-level cultivators to fight us in a war of attrition. My idea is to put this Become a permanent battlefield to train our monks.”

“Sounds good, but how do you solve the problem of cultivator attrition?” Gou Huo asked. Penglai’s side has lost three virtual cultivators. Although he has also killed a few Arhats, he has compensated for his interests. But the loss of the virtual cultivator itself is not purely a matter of interest.

“I have a few blueprints, which the patriarch gave me.” Ye Ting pretended to ask Jinao Island Master.

“What kind of drawing?”

“Haotian Divine Mirror, Taixuan Soldier Art, Five Elements Seal of Seal of God, Daluo Fengyan Flag.” Ye Ting said.

Everyone fell into silence again, and Gou Huo thought to himself that when Kunlun was destroyed, many things were missing, and they did not expect to be obtained by Jinao Island. Immortal King Penglai was the first to do it, but he didn’t find these things.

“In those days Kunlun…” Ye Ting paused and continued: “If you want to unify Kyushu, in addition to building the Temple of Gods, you have also prepared a lot of equipment and tactics, in order to deal with a full-scale war. These things can be obtained today. Come out and use it for otherworldly cultivators, do you have any opinions?”

“Of course not.” Luo Xin was the first to say.