Authentic Magic Gate - Chapter 64

[Chapter 64 The Monster Refiner]

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Nagarjuna’s short spear shot out in seven colors. The boots on her feet had long been kicked away, and she pressed hard on the gravel with bare feet. The soles of her feet turned purple, the speed increased again, and there was a tyrannical look in her eyes.

“The monster has to work hard, fellow Daoist Bai is careful.” The cultivator with his back to Ye Ting smiled and stepped back, not forgetting to remind his companions.

The cultivator of the Spirit Ring Sect didn’t care, Nagarjuna’s speed increased, but the attack distance did not change. This monster’s desperate efforts are just self-destructing demon pills, so there must be a chance.

The short spear was shooting indiscriminately, and the cultivator didn’t even notice it, and he had already retreated to a distance of only twenty feet from Ye Ting. Suddenly, a wave of anger appeared without warning, locking and covering him, the monk’s soul trembled, the jade pendant around his waist shattered automatically, and a large khaki shield appeared behind him.

Ye Ting dragged the afterimage, and the Earth Flame Sword on the giant shield had bypassed the cultivator’s defense and stabbed the cultivator of the Spirit Ring Sect with a sword. After the completion of Qinglian’s anger, there have been countless changes. The most important change is that Ye Ting can choose which blow the swordsmanship will explode.

As for the arousal of anger? After Liu Wenji’s mother and daughter died, Ye Ting’s demonic heart underwent a subtle change, and two bursts of anger became his first skill branch born of Qinglian Furious Sea.

Draw a sword in anger, and kill again in anger.

Ye Ting’s tongue burst into thunder, and he shouted at the cultivator of the Spirit Ring Sect: “Maha!”

The Spirit Ring Sect cultivator was angered, and he was panicked at first. Knowing that his opponent was just a liquid condensate cultivator, he couldn’t help but tremble in his heart. Ye Ting’s drink broke his defense.

Ye Ting’s drink is a mantra in the Ten Directions Air Ban.

The Earth Flame Sword stabbed at the heart, and the lotus shadow bloomed.

A golden mirror at the heart of the Spirit Ring Sect cultivator was cut open by the lotus shadow. Behind the golden mirror, the soft armor shattered into a fist-sized hole, and the Earth Flame Sword passed through his chest.

After killing the cultivator of the Spirit Ring Sect, a high-grade talisman inspired by the cultivator of the Spirit Ring Sect penetrated the afterimage of Ye Ting, hovering in the air, but it was a sharp blade bent at a right angle.

Ye Ting let go of his hand at the same time, his hands formed a seal, and a thunderous seal smashed the head of the cultivator of the Spirit Ring Sect into flying ashes. No matter what means you have, you can’t live like this.

Nagarjuna screamed in pain behind him, Ye Ting didn’t look back, the green lotus in the back of his head was born and died, and he released the divine forbidden pill. In the battle belt, the spiritual weapon Jiazi flew up. At the same time, the monk who attacked Nagarjuna felt in his heart. Ye Ting’s voice rang out.

“Lu Zhongyou, you know the guilt!”

While the monk was at a loss, Jiazi’s sword light lit up in his soul, cutting off his vitality. Jiazi took advantage of the situation and cut off the cultivator’s head before being recalled by Ye Ting and placed in the battle belt.

Ye Ting’s true qi was almost exhausted after using the swordsmanship in Qinglian Swordsong with all his strength. He didn’t activate the pill in the battle belt, but took a magic moon eclipse pill from the sapphire space, stimulated the pill pattern, and swallowed it.

“Anything else?” Nagarjuna knelt on the ground and gasped, her hair disheveled, the short spear in his hand, and the brilliance dissipated. On the left side of her back, a long, deep wound was still seeping blood.

Ye Ting took a Taoist elixir from the treasure bag and slapped it directly on Nagarjuna’s wound. The elixir was crushed, but the elixir pattern expanded and penetrated deep into the texture. Compared with Ye Ting’s demon medicine, the Daomen medicine pill is milder, but she is a demon, not a human being. The pain when the medicinal power stimulated her made the short spear in her hand shake violently.

Ye Ting hurriedly put away the two corpses and returned the Diyan Sword to the box. Nagarjuna has already stood up, grabbed Ye Ting’s hand, and rushed towards the forest in the distance with a magic wooden escape.

The two of them ran silently. The place just now was too dangerous. If a human cultivator came to investigate, both of them would lose their peak combat power, and even a foundation-building cultivator might not be able to deal with it.

After running for more than a hundred li and deep into the forest, Nagarjuna stopped. Ye Ting also immediately took out two corpses, threw them on the ground, and asked Nagarjuna, “Do you eat people?”

Nagarjuna shook his head. She was a demon from a sect. Although she didn’t follow the precepts, she refused to eat it.

Ye Ting didn’t talk nonsense, and simply stripped the two corpses and took all the space equipment. When the qi recovered a little, Ye Ting checked the tokens of the two monks, and found that there was no space inside, so they destroyed it directly.

One of the cultivators’ storage bag space is large enough, more than two feet square, and there is no means to put it on it. Ye Ting hangs it on his waist. The space equipment of the cultivator of the Spirit Ring Sect is a white jade ring.

Ye Ting Demon God broke the curse and released, destroying the magic pattern left by the sect inside, so as not to be tracked. The red flame in Ye Ting’s palm beat a few times, and he tempered it, changing its color and appearance, and putting it on his hand.

Space equipment cannot be stacked and stored. The quality of this ring is very good, and Ye Ting refuses to throw it away.

Longshu straightened his hair, his eyes recovered a little bit, and after seeing Ye Ting finishing his things, he said to Ye Ting, “Why did Young Master Ye get here?”

“It’s hard to say, how about you?”

Longshu smiled bitterly and said, “I left with your flying shuttle, got lost at sea, and entered this place without knowing how. Young Master Ye, how about we go together?”

“You can trust me?” Ye Ting asked in surprise. Even if he saved her twice, as a big demon who changed shape, he shouldn’t be so gullible.

“I’m not seriously injured, so I can only entrust my life to Young Master Ye.”

“Dragon Tree…”

“My name is Longshu Caiyi, and Longshu is my surname.”

Ye Ting nodded and said: “Longshu, I know that your talent can confuse the monks’ seven senses, and I am good at explosive attacks. With mutual cooperation, I can snipe and kill monk Jiedan. Just before that, I had a revenge with a monk of the Spirit Ring Sect. She is very strong, stronger than the Yuan Fei we met.”

Nagarjuna’s heart trembled, Yuan Fei, the human monk who almost killed her. In her lair, she is no match.

“I must kill her, but I am not strong enough right now. If you walk with me and encounter her, I will leave you and leave. Do you understand?”

Longshu nodded and said, “Understood, Young Master Ye. If I meet her, it will be my life.”

Seeing Nagarjuna’s insistence, Ye Ting stopped persuading her, and said to her, “It’s still not safe here. Let’s stay away from here first and let you heal your wounds. By the way, do you have anything to eat?”

With a wave of Nagarjuna’s sleeves, a thick colored mist spread out from her sleeves and dispersed into the forest. In just a moment of effort, the area of nearly two miles around is full of colorful miasma floating.

“It’s good here. Young Master Ye, there are monks searching for something everywhere. It’s the same wherever you go.” Nagarjuna said a little tiredly, she was tired of hiding. It is better to cultivate in place than to run around.

“Do you have anything to eat?” Ye Ting asked again. Nagarjuna was happy when asked, and said to Ye Ting, “Young Master Ye is so hungry?”

“Cultivation of a secret method requires a lot of food.” Ye Ting told the truth.

“It’s like our monsters.” Nagarjuna became a little kinder after hearing Ye Ting’s words.

“Before I came out, I prepared a lot of rations, but for me, the rations, like your medicine pills, are not only for food, but also for healing. Young Master Ye, if you want food to practice, you have to use what you can’t use. Give me all the medicinal herbs.” Nagarjuna said to Ye Ting seriously.

Ye Ting simply released all the spoils from the space equipment and piled them on the ground. After thinking about it, he took out all the things in the treasure bag.

Nagarjuna lowered his head to check and said to Ye Ting, “Young Master Ye, the elixir from the Demon Sect and Dao Sect are poisonous to me. Although I won’t be poisoned to death, it will be painful to eat. Don’t feel disadvantaged. ”

Nagarjuna kept his words and deeds. She took away most of Ye Ting’s accumulated collection, and the rest were mainly materials and talismans. Ye Ting looked at her busy figure, and the wound on her back was shrinking and recovering, even her dresses were closed together.

The demon, the genius of Zhongtiandi, once ruled this world. Now that it is in decline, the only Heavenly Demon is said to be suppressed in Daleiyin Temple, and the rest of the little demons are struggling, begging for a chance.

After Nagarjuna finished packing, he took a wooden box from his arms and handed it to Ye Ting, and asked, “Young Master Ye, how much do you need for this kind of ration?”

The wooden box is not small, and there is no space attribute in it. Ye Ting’s spiritual sense swept through it and found that it was divided into compartments, and nine fruits were neatly stacked. These nine fruits are not of the same variety, the only thing in common is that they contain a strong spiritual energy.

“Tiancimen’s Daotian has no one to take care of. These rations are seriously degraded. I don’t know if they are suitable?” Nagarjuna asked Ye Ting a little nervously.

“Probably, six boxes are needed. If you have too few on your body, you will need five boxes. You can’t have any less.” Ye Ting estimated the consumption of the cultivation of the Heavenly Demon Nine Movement Technique and said to Nagarjuna.

“Fortunately, then leave these to Young Master Ye.” Long Shu took eight wooden boxes out of his arms, a total of nine boxes, and stacked them in front of Ye Ting.

Ye Ting was not polite, and put them all away.

“Longshu, how long can you keep your confusion?” Ye Ting was going to practice the Nine Movements of Heavenly Demons here. The entire secret realm was full of monks searching for ancient ruins, and there was indeed no safe place.

“I will cultivate here for three months and refine one thing.” Nagarjuna gritted his teeth, remembering that he was almost ground to death by two human monks because of the lack of long-range attack methods.

Ye Ting knew that Yaozu’s weapon refining relies on talent and instinct, and he can’t help himself. Nagarjuna slowly withdrew ten feet away and hid his body in the colorful miasma. Ye Ting also held his own water bottle in his hand, and the flames of Moruo Honglian wrapped the water bottle into his palm.

With the ration provided by Nagarjuna, Ye Ting does not need this spiritual liquid. It is better to repair the kettle as much as possible, and the quantity and quality of the spiritual liquid produced can be greatly improved. After oneself advanced to build the foundation, the Heavenly Demon Nine Body Technique will continue to practice, and the consumption will be greater at that time.

You can’t always expect Nagarjuna to provide rations all the time. This kind of fruit is also consumed by the core monks in the sect.

Nagarjuna glanced at Ye Ting, who was separated by the color miasma. Ye Ting opened the wooden box, swallowed a fruit, and began to practice. Nagarjuna was ruthless, inserted the short spear beside him, grabbed the tail finger of his left hand, and smashed it hard.

With a click, she snapped her fingers. The severed finger turned into a colorful spiritual wood, filled with demonic energy. (It’s a good event to drop pie in the sky, the cool mobile phone is waiting for you! Pay attention~ Click on the Chinese official account (WeChat to add friends – add a public account – enter qdread), participate now! Everyone has a prize, pay attention now qdread WeChat public account!)