Authentic Magic Gate - Chapter 99

[Chapter 99 Control]

Ye Ting’s magic eye retracted, and he continued to slash at the monsters that climbed the tower. My goal is Kyushu, and my short-term goal is the Zi clan of Lingjie Sect. Other than that, it’s all about the scenery during the journey.

The Moon Sword Sect dispatched nine infant realms and hundreds of sword cultivators. If none of these could destroy the Temple of Heaven, why would you be able to change the outcome by participating in it yourself?

Ye Ting beckoned to the blood-red sun in the sky, the Sun Flame Pearl activated, and the five magic patterns in the sky condensed.

More than a hundred meters in front of the female cultivator, hundreds of monsters were cleared out.

The female cultivator’s young face had no waves, and the rhythm of her steps had not changed. No matter how quickly Ye Ting cleared the gap, she just stably swung out the hot sword to clear the target within three feet in front of her.

Ye Ting had no choice but to stop. The larger the area that Ri Yanzhu cleaned, the higher the consumption. The female cultivator acted on her own, and she was doing this wink to the blind.

Kendo is pure and pure, this female cultivator’s sword heart is so firm, no wonder she can’t be polluted by sorcery.

“Fellow Daoist Yuyangzi, where are you!” Ye Ting opened his throat and shouted again.

“Ye Ting, you let me go, and I’ll take you to see senior brother!” Hong Ri said to Ye Ting feebly in the Mirror of Void.

“No, I’ll just call you casually.” Ye Ting replied. Hong Ri was so suffocated by Ye Ting’s words that he couldn’t say anything. He just wanted to scold people, but he was afraid that Ye Ting would slap him.

When the nun arrived at the tower, Nagarjuna reluctantly pulled his fingers out of Li Wanji’s body. The seven-color smoke was cut off, and the color of Nagarjuna’s eyes faded, pushing Li Wanji away.

“What have you done to me!” Nagarjuna cut off the smoke, Li Wanji’s intoxicated feeling disappeared immediately, and she was terrified. She found that her body was completely out of control, what Nagarjuna thought, she would do.

“Guess.” Longshu reached out and touched Li Wanji’s face, as if he was reminiscing about her taste.

“You monster, I, I…” Li Wanji closed her mouth, Nagarjuna’s hand went down and pinched her chest. Gently pinching on her plump left chest. The heart in the chest was beating wildly with Nagarjuna’s hand.

“You can speak because I allowed you to speak. That little girl is coming up. If you talk nonsense, she will die.” Nagarjuna leaned over, sniffing Li Wanji’s face, and said softly.

“Don’t touch her.” Li Wanji’s voice trembled.

“Is she special?” Ye Ting turned back and looked Li Wanji in the eyes. Li Wanji didn’t want to say it, but Ye Ting’s eyes told her that if she didn’t say it, her nephew would die.

“She is a disciple of Yuejianfeng, a sword soul cultivated by the sect.”

Ye Ting nodded and said, “Very good, by the way, how many sword souls are there in the Moon Sword Sect?”

“Three.”

“So few? It would be a pity to die.” Ye Ting looked at the tower, the female cultivator’s scarlet long sword coiled above her head, and flew up, her feet continuously pedaling on the tower wall, running up.

There is an indescribable rhythm between her body and the sword.

Soul of the sword? Ye Ting’s flaming sword stretched out and swept across, and a dozen monsters with blood-red eyes were swept down the tower by Ye Ting. There was the sound of hard objects hitting the bottom of the tower.

throat! throat! boom……

Let them toss, and when you tear down the tower, it’s time for me to go too. Ye Ting thought it was funny, so he laughed out loud. The female cultivator turned over to the top of the tower, and just saw Ye Ting’s smile, she couldn’t help frowning.

“I’ve seen Uncle Master, Fellow Daoist Ye…” The female cultivator raised her hand to salute, and the crimson long sword slammed and returned to the sword box behind her, neat and tidy.

Ye Ting saw that she didn’t report her name, so she simply didn’t return the gift. Li Wanji didn’t know what to do for a while.

“My Uncle Hong and I have been separated. Fortunately, Fellow Daoist Ye rescued me.” Li Wanji reluctantly said.

The female cultivator didn’t seem to care much about Hong Ri’s safety, but said indifferently, “Fellow Daoist Ye, if you find Shishu Yuyang, I can take you there.”

“What’s your name?” Ye Ting asked nonchalantly, as if you owed me money.

Li Wanji leaned on Nagarjuna, nervous in her heart. She was afraid that her nephew and Ye Ting would collide. This person and demon had a strange approach, and she and Hong Ri were almost unable to resist, so they were restrained. She didn’t know where Hong Ri was sent by Ye Ting until now, and both of them had their sword qi senses cut off.

“Xiao Bai.” The female cultivator replied with a frown. Ye Ting didn’t answer her words, which made her feel disgusted. And she knew that this disgust was not because of Ye Ting’s attitude. This is more like the perception of crisis. As a sword soul cultivated by Moon Sword Sect, her premonition is also extremely sensitive.

“Fellow Daoist Li is injured and needs to rest for a while.” Ye Ting’s sword light moved again, the Earth Flame Sword flew around the tower like electricity, and the sword light danced, making bursts of thunder.

Xiao Bai saw Ye Ting’s swordsmanship, and unknowingly, his disgust for Ye Ting eased a bit.

“Then I’ll wait.” Xiao Bai and Ye Ting opened some distance, making it easier for Ye Ting to control the Earth Flame Sword and not be affected by her.

“What is this place?” Ye Ting asked casually when he was idle.

“Flesh and blood hell.” Xiao Bai replied coldly.

Uh……

Ye Ting didn’t expect Xiao Bai to know the answer. Could it be that Moon Sword Sect already knew the layout of Tianwang Temple? Impossible, this time Yuyangzi brought four hundred sword repairers, and I am afraid that more than half of them have been damaged.

A sect would never treat the cultivators in this way anyway. If they had known the methods of Tianwang Temple, these sword cultivators would not have fallen into the trap.

“What happened to these monsters?” Ye Ting asked. These humanoid monsters can’t be killed by any means, which is unreasonable.

Xiao Bai hesitated for a moment, and said, “Tianwang Temple tried to build eighteen levels of hell two thousand years ago and failed. It is said that only two levels of hell were built. This should be the hell mass created by Tianwang Temple. Hell is immortal, and hell mass is immortal.”

“It doesn’t make sense.” Ye Ting thought of the Pill Jie Xiu who had been killed by himself. He had obviously killed him with the Ten Fang Dragon Forbidden Technique, but he soon appeared in another place.

If the hell crowd is so powerful, how could Tennoji be confined to such a small continent.

“This should only be the projection of the flesh and blood hell. As long as the Sect Master breaks the true shape of hell, the projection here will naturally dissipate.”

“What if it’s not broken over there?”

“Then practice here. As long as it is a projection, there will be a day when it will collapse on its own.”

“Understood.” Ye Ting didn’t think this was a projection before, because every hell crowd was so real. Evil outsiders can also create such a powerful thing, and the disciples who come to the door underestimate the eight hundred continents can be worthy of a smile.

Seeing Ye Ting’s self-deprecating smile, Xiao Bai said, “No matter how strong this thing is, it’s useless. The monks of Tianwang Temple have made themselves a ghost, and they can’t live forever. They’re just a bunch of pitiful worms.”

“We’d better not be killed by the poor bug, Nagarjuna, what happened to Li Wanji?”

“Li Daoyou seems to be able to act, but he can’t control Jianwan.” Nagarjuna replied with a smile looking at Li Wanji, who was weak.

Li Wanji opened her mouth to speak, but suddenly her heart ached, and cold sweat broke out on her head. She wanted to remind Xiao Bai secretly, but Nagarjuna seemed to know what she was thinking and directly warned her not to talk nonsense.

“Longshu, what can you do to make her recover faster?”

“Young Master Ye, Daoyou Li can’t use a sword pill right now. If you give her a suitable sword weapon, she can still fight.” Long Shu restrained his smile and answered seriously.

“Oh? Fellow Daoist Xiao, do you have any spare swords?”

“No.” Apart from the long sword in his hand, Xiao Bai had only one sword pill left that had not yet been refined. Only after the formation of elixir, her sword tool will also be transformed into sword pills to be considered complete. She is a pure sword cultivator. In addition to the medicinal herbs, she only has an armband on her body, which is considered a magic weapon. The extra space inside is only seven feet in size.

Kendo is pure, not fake foreign objects.

Ye Ting pondered for a moment, with a four-foot long sword in his hand, and said to Li Wanji, “What do you think of this sword?”

“Very good.” Li Wanji took out the long sword and waved it casually. Her muscles and bones were indescribably sore, and even the expression on her face was under Nagarjuna’s control.

“You need to get used to it first, and then set off when you are familiar with it.” Ye Ting said with concern.

“No, that’s fine.” Li Wanji didn’t know where Hong Ri was taken, only that he wasn’t dead yet. Before Hong Ri was dead, she would not dare to die.

Seeing Li Wanji giving in, Ye Ting knew that it was still somewhat effective for him to bind her man. And Nagarjuna controlled her body, the only danger was that when Li Wanji told the truth, Xiao Bai turned his face.

Xiao Bai was obviously a more important person than Li Wanji. Li Wanji obviously didn’t know anything about the hell she said.

It is a pity that he can only control two Pill Formation Sword Cultivators at the moment, and then using special means to control Xiao Bai will affect his combat effectiveness. Trapped in Hong Ri, he has already made himself unable to use the star delimitation lock and the corpse demon gold armor. On Nagarjuna’s side, controlling a cultivator of pill formation is probably the limit.

It’s a pity that his Thousand Eyes Demon Eyes are only half refined, so they can’t be used to control people’s pupils. The Ten Directions Heavenly God Stele is only a prototype, otherwise it would be difficult to suppress a few monks.

Two years is too short, and there are still two pieces of equipment that correspond to the Ten Techniques.

That’s all, using tools to control people is ultimately a nasty method. Facing an outstanding character like Xiao Bai, he still had to rely on his own means to train him. Otherwise, what’s the benefit to one’s own practice?

It’s a real pity that I didn’t practice the third sword of Qinglian Jiange. After all, two years is too short, and what Moon Sword Sect can provide is only medicinal pills and materials, and it cannot turn these two years into twenty years.

Ye Ting’s heart was not enough, and he sighed secretly.

“Fellow Daoist Xiao, please lead the way.” Ye Ting motioned Longshu to let go of Li Wanji.

Nagarjuna let go, and Li Wanji silently checked the changes in her body. The Niwan Palace was already occupied by demonic energy, and the banshee would have noticed it before she thought of it. She didn’t dare to look for Jian Wan, and silently adjusted the true qi in the Danhai, urging the long sword in her hand.

The Dao pattern on the long sword lights up, and the brilliance blooms. This is clearly the same thing, Ye Ting does not know how many sword cultivators have been killed!

Although Xiao Bai thought Li Wanji was weird, that would only happen when she and Hong Ri were separated and her injuries were a little troublesome. She didn’t take it too seriously, and jumped off the tower first.

Ye Ting turned back, looked at Li Wanji and smiled, and then jumped down.