Authentic Magic Gate - Chapter 97

[Chapter 97 The City of Hell (3)]

The corpse demon Jinjia waved his double hammers and smashed the pavilions in front of him. Ye Ting ignored those humanoid monsters, and stopped searching along the street. Nine demon eyes flew up in the air. Wherever there was a sword cultivator from Moon Sword Sect, he went straight to it.

The monsters that died under the corpse demon’s double hammer had already exceeded a thousand, and Ye Ting’s qi had consumed 20%, and he dared not use the five-element spell to sweep it away. hit.

When he rescued the three foundation-building sword cultivators, Ye Ting heard a faint cry for help in the distance.

The five sword cultivators were silent behind the corpse demon golden armor, and they made eye contact, eager to move. The corpse demon golden armor accelerated and jumped, and came to a garden in a blink of an eye. The corpse demon golden armor tyrannically knocked down a wooden building. Under the rockery in front, Ye Ting saw Jie Dan Jianxiu who had been killed by himself and opened his mouth to call.

Five sword lights erupted behind him and slammed into the back of the corpse demon golden armor.

The sword light penetrated through the corpse demon gold armor and penetrated from the position of the front chest. The five swordsmen were stunned, but they didn’t know that the corpse demon gold armor was just an empty shell with nothing inside.

The magic eye flew high, and Ye Ting saw a black Sanskrit word between the eyebrows of the five swordsmen behind him, twisting like a snake.

“Longshu.” Ye Ting called out, and he and Longshu both jumped to the ground. The magic pattern inside the corpse demon golden armor was damaged and was put away by Ye Ting in the Mirror of Absolute Void. The star delimitation lock was reversed. Sweep behind. The five sword cultivators were directly tied up and smashed towards the dandan sword cultivator in front.

A monk turned out from behind the rockery and slapped Ye Ting with his palm. This monk has been hidden for a long time, and the timing of this palm shot is clever, Ye Ting actually gave birth to the feeling of unavoidable. His Earth Flame Sword left his hand, the sword light twisted and wrapped around his body.

The monk slapped the Earth Flame Sword with his palm, and the magic pattern on the Earth Flame Sword collapsed, groaned sadly, and retracted four feet long. This abolished Ye Ting’s sharp gold technique, Ye Ting felt a chill in his heart, grabbed Nagarjuna’s hand, turned into a golden light and rushed forward.

The Jianxiu Jianwan swirled, and the five Jianxiu Jianxiu who smashed at him were instantly cut in half. Ye Ting took this opportunity to go away with Nagarjuna. The golden light jumped on the ground, smashing through dozens of obstacles along the way, and the sharpness of the breath was still above his sword pill.

Ye Ting fought against the opponent in the trap, and fled between the electric light and flint, but neither Jian Xiu nor the monk could block it.

The monk looked at Ye Ting and Nagarjuna who were far away, and said with some doubts, “The golden light method on the ground?”

That Jianxiu was also surprised, and asked, “The vertical golden light method, isn’t it a door-to-door spell?”

He talked to the monk, and he still had wisdom, which was different from the monsters that the mortals in the city turned into.

“Maybe I’m wrong, the door-to-door magic is never spread in the eight hundred continents.” The monk shook his head, the monk’s robe fluttered, and five black Sanskrit words flew up, landing on the sword cultivator who was cut in half.

“Then what should we do?” Jianxiu opened his mouth and swallowed the sword pill, the purple Sanskrit words between his eyebrows gradually disappeared.

“What should I do? Of course I brought a few more people here.” The monk smiled frivolously, patted Jianxiu on the shoulder and said, “You did a good job this time, I will tell my senior brother about it, and I will give you some in the Yinling Temple. a lamp.”

“Thank you, Master!” Jian Xiu was overjoyed.

“Haha!” The monk laughed, and Jianxiu didn’t know what to do, so he also laughed. The five foundation-building sword cultivators slowly recovered their bodies, stood up, and stood behind the core-forming sword cultivator.

Suddenly, Ye Ting’s voice came from a distance, roaring like thunder.

“Yuyangzi! Where are you…”

Ye Ting stood on a high tower and shouted loudly. His voice was mixed with thunder, and it spread dozens of miles away. Nagarjuna covered his ears and looked at Ye Ting with a smile.

Ye Ting had no choice. He didn’t know how many swordsmen were hit and turned into monsters. But he believed that Yuyangzi was definitely still alive and well.

Ye Ting didn’t even dare to think about saving Jianxiu. Let Yuyangzi do this kind of thing. It would be better if Yuyangzi can contact Luanli.

“Young Master Ye, look.” Nagarjuna pointed to the distance. Under the blood-red sun, monsters from all directions gathered along the street, and Ye Ting’s voice attracted them.

Ye Ting looked at the tower under his feet. Under the action of alchemy, the pillars of the tower had been turned into metal, emitting a bronze brilliance.

“Nagarjuna, am I in trouble?” Ye Ting looked at the more and more humanoid monsters gathered, and he was also at a loss.

What if Yuyangzi doesn’t come?

“It’s also interesting for Young Master Ye to cause trouble.” Nagarjuna didn’t look worried at all.

“Why do you say that? Don’t worry about my master.”

Nagarjuna raised his head, looked at the blood-red sun in the sky, and said, “Cultivator immortality is really just for living? The Taoist priests of the Tianci Sect… have many ideas, all of which have nothing to do with immortality.”

Ye Ting wanted to say that Tiancimen might have perished because of this. Seeing Nagarjuna’s eyes, he swallowed his words.

“Why is the evil sect called the evil sect? I think it is because they are not interesting enough to live, and they will do anything for the sake of longevity. The monks of the three religions have some bottom lines. The evil sects have no bottom line.”

“Longshu, what you said makes sense!” Ye Ting was in awe, but he said again: “Look, this is four or five thousand in size, and there are more and more monsters. What if I can’t beat it?”

“Don’t you have a five-element flying shuttle, just run.”

“There is no way out, sooner or later it will be a death.” Ye Ting looked at the center of the city and said to Long Shu: “I came here because of experience, and the trouble at the moment is just for me to practice. But we have to find Yuyangzi…”

Before he could finish his words, two miles away, two sword lights collided on the ground, colliding left and right, slashing a bloody path among the monster army and heading straight to the tower where Ye Ting settled.

“It’s Hong Ri and the others.” Long Shu saw the appearance of two swordsmen at a glance, a man and a woman, with two swords combined.

Ye Ting put the evil eye away and watched the battle between Hong Ri and Hong Ri carefully. Both of them use sword pills, and the sword light is intertwined. When they kill the enemy, they are interlaced with double swords, which is like their own thunder.

The two of them have not yet achieved the sound of sword qi and thunder, but when the sword lights intersect, the sound that erupts is similar to that of thunder. Under the shock, the lethality increased sharply.

Seeing that there was no danger between the two, Ye Ting simply sat on the sidelines. In the blink of an eye, the two sword cultivators had already killed under the tower and flew up with their swords.

Nagarjuna had tried it for a long time. In this strange city, the consumption of flying is enormous.

“Fellow Daoist Ye.” Hong Ri’s figure flickered, came to the top of the tower, and bowed to Ye Ting.

“Fellow Daoist Hong, what about the others?”

Li Wanji followed and said, “Lost.”

“How can I contact Yuyangzi?” Ye Ting asked.

“Senior brother may have fallen into a trap and needs us to rescue him.” Hong Ri was in a bad mood. He looked at Ye Ting and waited for Ye Ting to answer.

“It is obligatory, but… many monks of the Moon Sword Sect have become monsters like the following.”

“Impossible!” Hong Ri flatly denied.

Ye Ting smiled and said to Hong Ri, “I killed a few more, what’s impossible?”

Hong Ri’s body was full of sword intent, and Li Wanji leaned towards him. As long as Hong Ri made a move, she would show no mercy.

“I’m afraid your attitude is not far from degenerate.” Ye Ting ignored Hong Ri’s actions and sneered.

“The evidence.” Hong Ri’s voice was a little gloomy, staring at Ye Ting.

“Nuo, it’s over there.” Ye Ting pointed to the distance, Hong Ri leaned over and looked over, and saw two sword cultivators walking towards him on the street facing him, and the humanoid monsters beside him There was no attack on them at all.

“Even if they fall, it’s not your turn to kill them.” Hong Japanese said with a strong air.

Ye Ting was stunned for a moment, then continued to smile without explaining.

Some miscalculations, Hong Ri and Li Wanji are probably also affected by sorcery. Because if their IQ is normal, they would not have such an attitude towards themselves. The master alone can destroy the Moon Sword Sect.

The problem is that these two people are so close to each other, but they can threaten their own lives.

“What are you laughing at!” A black line jumped in Hong Ri’s eyes.

Ye Ting said indifferently: “I killed them, and they came to life again, as if they would never die. Of course I have to laugh. If they die, you will kill me to avenge them, right?”

Hong Ri shook his head, unable to understand Ye Ting’s words.

“By the way, I saw one of your senior brothers with the monk of Tianwang Temple.”

“What nonsense!” Hong Ri spat out a sword pill and hung it in front of him. If Ye Ting said anything, he couldn’t help but want to do it.

“What nonsense? The trap he made with that monk almost killed me. If you don’t believe it, let’s go and have a look.” Ye Ting’s words made Hong Ri tremble. The remaining reason in his heart told him not to hurt Ye Ting.

“You are Jianxiu, why don’t you check Jianxin to see if there is a problem.”

“Don’t look at it.” Hong Ri took back the sword pill and said to Ye Ting, “If you hurt my sect, it is a serious crime. You can capture it if you can. I will take you to see Senior Brother Yuyangzi, and let him deal with it.”

Catch up? Ye Ting already knew when he was in Dragon City, it is better to put his life in his own hands.

It’s so close!

Ye Ting’s Mirror of Great Void was suspended behind Hong Ri, and Hong Ri and Li Wanji didn’t notice it. The Divine Mirror of Great Void slowly enlarged, and its diameter expanded to a distance of ten feet. Li Wanji suddenly shouted angrily, and the sword pill spewed out and took Ye Ting’s neck.

“ban!”

After Ye Ting spit out a word, the sword pill paused for a while, and was swallowed into the Mirror of Great Void together with Hong Ri. Nagarjuna spit out an amber bodhi bead, Li Wanji lost the sword pill, and the connection was cut off by the Taixu mirror.

Long Shu clapped his hands and said with a smile, “That’s true!”

Li Wanji’s body fell back straight, and Ye Ting flew a mud pill from the back of his head, clenched his hands, and exerted all his strength. A golden rune was formed in his hand, and he slapped Li Wanji’s top door with his palm.

“Help!” Ye Ting gave Nagarjuna a vicious look. He tried his best to mobilize the Taixu Divine Mirror, grabbing Li Wanji’s hair and pushing it to Nagarjuna.

Longshu hugged Li Wanji with a smile, opened his mouth, and exhaled a seven-colored smoke, which penetrated into Li Wanji’s seven orifices. On Li Wanji’s top door, the golden rune swooped out and shattered in the air, as if it had been cut by hundreds of sword qi.