Authentic Magic Gate

In Ye Ting's acupuncture point, the true Qi began to collapse inwards, and there was already a tendency to liquefy. This is a change in the structure of True Qi, which means that from then on the road of spiritual practice was formally embarked on.

The mortal warrior can absorb the energy of the world and transform it into his true energy. But mortals can't let the true energy evolve.

Ye Ting looked at the remaining two bronze gates, took off the wooden sword behind him, and just lifted a hand in his hand, opened the fourth gate and entered it.

Inside the door is a huge iron cage with a white ape lying in the middle.

The sword song sounded in Ye Ting's knowledge of the sea. He took a step forward, and all the strength exploded in this sword. The white ape in the condensed period was pierced by his wooden sword and his chest was not attacked yet. He died under his wooden sword.

The wooden sword shattered, Ye Ting laughed, and the shackles of body and mind disappeared. He directly urged the power on the wooden rune to open the door to return.

The white ape demon pierced under his blow, and it was worthless. Ye Ting did not regret it at all. The significance of this sword was to allow him to formally condense.

Mental and physical transformation, he is no longer the mentality of the refining period.

I am an authentic demon, a descendant of Jin'ao Island!

After returned, Ye Ting only gave himself three days to go through the third door. He practiced patiently in the empty room, the ten directions of purgatory run, and the Qilian chapter of Qinglian sword song also sounded.

There is no conflict between the two, but instead sharpen each other, accelerating the process of his condensate. The nine hundred and ten acupoints expanded again. Among the acupoints, the lotus pattern structures also grew up, running through all the meridians, forming a network inside his body.

More white lotus root grows out of his purple house and knows the sea, enters meridian acupuncture, and finally turns into nothingness. The transparent silk threads in Zifu's knowledge of the sea are always a step slower and cannot be entangled.

Among the white lotus roots, only thirty-six lotus roots are almost transparent and grow out, replacing the original ones. These thirty-six translucent lotus roots were unpredictable, and Ye Ting didn't feel it. But only through these lotus roots can his soul control the body.

Unexpectedly, when the condensate succeeded, the thirty-six lotus roots were also fused. Ye Ting's ability to release his consciousness also changed from a small water pipe to a thick fire faucet.

Ye Ting vigorously entered the third door. Six hours before and after, he returned, the clothes on his body had been ragged and stained with blood.

Fifty-seven and a half days, I entered the condensate period from the gas refining period. This time I closed the gates and gained a lot!

Ye Ting's eyes are completely different from when he first arrived in Yulong City. The breath inside is unique to the monks. No matter how strong a mortal is, there is no such charm.

Gas refining to condensate is the evolution of mortal to monk.

Kill fellow students, slash monsters, adventure, the content of the trial is really quite complete. With only two and a half days left, Ye Ting saw that the room had not opened his way back, and he continued to practice.

But he didn't touch the Qinglian sword song. He hasn't seen the condensate chapter of the Ten Fang Purgatory Dao. He has to practice first and then go to see the condensate chapter of Qinglian sword song.

For more than two days, he was polishing his sword skills. The hundred metal puppets in the second door were already fragmented, and Ye Ting placed the sword spectrum in front of her eyes, repeatedly experiencing the taste in that ink mark.

At the end of sixty days, Ye Ting had a huge skin sac on his back and a wooden sword hung from his waist. He was transported out of the bronze giant tripod.

As soon as came out, he saw a group of people not far away coming, angry with the first young monk. Ye Ting stopped and looked calm.

Qinglian's use of consciousness in the sea of ​​anger of the lotus leaves, Ye Ting had mastered the various forms of the crowd, he looked at his eyes, and he already had care in his mind.

"Ye Ting, I ask you, that Helian Shuo and Gu San, you killed it!"

The young monk walked in front of Ye Ting. Ye Ting flew a kick without warning and kicked him on his stomach. In this foot, the power of sword song was already contained. The subtle lotus pattern sword shadow was in the young monk A flash of light in his body had shaken him up.

If Ye Ting killed him, this sneak attack would have succeeded.

The young monk was unprepared. He had never thought that he would bring so many people with him, and Ye Ting dared to start directly. True qi was dissipated, the knees of both legs were suddenly painful, and the young monk thumped and knelt in front of Ye Ting.

Ye Ting grabbed his headscarf, bent down, looked at his pale face, and slowly said: "I am a disciple of the city master, eighteen knots in the dragon city, and when I see me, I will call a teacher. What are you? Things, come and question me! "

Finally, Ye Ting probed his hands, took two heads from the skin sac, and fell on the monk's face. The flesh and blood suddenly became blurred. The monk howled and wiped the rotten meat and brains on his face with his hands.

"Uncle Ye is angry."

Ye Ting got up, adjusted his shirt, and looked at the monk who spoke. This man was dressed as a disciple of the Tianlu Department and had a token on his waist, which turned into a greasy face. This is the person with the duty in the sect.

Ye Ting smiled at the disciples of this day's law department, and kicked it again on the young monk's face before saying: "I am not angry, how are you going?"

"Yulong City has its own laws, please ask Master Uncle not to make mistakes." The disciples of the Tianlu Department did not block Ye Ting and answered very calmly.

Ye Ting suddenly took off the wooden sword at his waist, and said to the disciples of the law department that day: "If you say half a word, I will kill you."

His body exuded weak anger. On that day, the disciples were restrained by Ye Ting's anger. If they wanted to exit, they were all blocked, and there was a spit in the throat.

Ye Ting sneered: "I also know some of the laws governing the Dragon City. My identity does not allow you to speak, and you can't say it until I let you speak. After that, you will always keep your mouth closed when It ’s dumb. "

The disciple was frightened and angry, and after being badly hit, he was punished with a forbidden word. This was the result he had never expected. Is there this law? He didn't know, but he didn't dare to take risks.

Poof!

The chest of the disciple of the law suddenly cracked, a heart protruded, and then shattered. The people around spread out immediately, but saw Yangmei coming from a short distance, and said in his mouth: "The younger brother is really long-winded. This kind of guy who is instructed to let him live is also a waste of resources to control the Dragon City."

The disciples onlookers suddenly dispersed as birds and beasts, and Ye Ting was just as fierce, but Yang Mei had killed many masters who didn't have fart.

Ye Ting was stunned. Killing people in a trial place was different from killing people on the street.

Yangmei walked to Ye Ting, patted his head, and said, "Little brother, as long as it is murder, it is no different."

"Sister Yang, you're wrong when you do this." A figure appeared on the street, came to the neighborhood in three steps, and said to Yang Mei with a reprimanded tone.

The monk was tall, handsome, with big sleeves fluttering and dusty appearance. The waist token is clearly the identity of an elder.

Yangmei's cold face instantly turned into a smile, she threw herself up, shook the elder's long sleeves, and said in her mouth: "Senior Gao Yue, you are just here, what?"

"What!" The elder Gaoyue was inexplicable.

Yang Mei raised her hand, and there was a dark iron pill in the palm of her hand, saying: "I built the foundation, and the master rewarded me. You, brother, do you have nothing to say?"

Yangmei had a coquettish look, but the breath on his body suddenly increased, and all the way up, a vision emerged from the back of his head, with seven stars phantoms floating in the air, fluctuating.

Gao Yue's complexion changed greatly. He understood what this vision was, and he stuttered for a while.

"Yang ... Sister Yang, you have built the foundation and the foundation is perfect! Also ..."

He was uncomfortable all over and he was pulled by Yang Mei's sleeve, and he didn't dare to break free. His cultivation practice of Jindan Six Tribulation was so cold in his heart that he was trembling.

The Tsukiji Great Perfection is nothing, but the iron pill in Keyangmei's hand is clearly a thunder pill.

He was surprised and jealous, and Yang Mei could have a thunder pill! In Fengzhou, the number of thunder pill will not exceed three, all in the hands of infant monks. Long-distance urging, that Yangmei eyebrow state is insufficient, he can still block. At such a short distance, I am afraid that the whole body will become coke.

"Brother, if there is no reward, the younger sister does not." Yang Mei grabbed Gao Yue's sleeve with one hand, and the other hand had already released the true qi and penetrated into Lei Wan a little.

"Some, some!" Gao Yue hurriedly took a jade bottle out of his sleeve. UU read the book www.uukanshu.com Yang Mei then released his sleeve, took the jade bottle and put it into her token space. in.

"Thank you, Brother Gaoyue." Yang Mei threw a thunder pill in his hand, Gao Yue nodded, his face blue, and turned away.

Looking at Gao Yue's back, Yang Mei shouted at the back: "Brother, little sister, when you are advanced, don't forget the gift!"

Taoyue was staggering, unable to look at his face, the light under his feet shone, it was more than a hundred feet away.

"Little brother, let's go with sister." Yang Mei turned back and greeted Ye Ting. Ye Ting quickly followed, and Yang Mei didn't need any spells, so he slowly walked to Ye Ting's residence.

The deserted streets, Yang Mei's Lei Wan did not put away.

"Sister, shouldn't Elder Gao be scared like this?" Ye Ting was puzzled. A knotty monk would walk and stumble.

"Yulong City is understaffed, and the nine elders sitting outside are already struggling. The nine bronze tripods in the city require eighteen knotty monks to urge them. If he continues to struggle with you today, I will kill him He. At that time, because of the lack of me, I ca n’t urge the Dragon City to form a big battle, and killing him is also in vain. ”

"Why?"

"Because the elders have to take care of the overall situation, ha ha ha ha!" Yang Mei laughed proudly.

"Master?" Ye Ting asked nervously, why the master didn't care about this matter. Today, disciples of the law department clearly wanted to cut first, then if they were afraid, if they followed him, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Master went out to do something, just two days away, he gave me Lei Maru and asked me to protect you well."

"Why?" Ye Ting didn't understand. Yu Wenxuan was a strong man in the infantile dilemma. Why did his priest Jiedan so arrogant.