Authentic Magic Gate

The owner of the 19th peak has challenged Ye Ting, and now it seems that this guy is more than several times stronger than before. If Ye Ting didn't make any recent progress, he might be crushed by this guy.

Lord of the 19th peak-late summer.

This man is wearing a magic gate tabard and the Jinao Island token is still hanging around his waist. That is to say, his false fall is a plan arranged by the Jinao Island owner.

Ye Ting was very strange at that time. How could the owner of Jin'ao Island personally participate in the battle of the mysterious realm fall to so many peak owners.

Each of these peak masters is also a brilliant genius. The qualifications may be comparable to Ye Ting. The practice time is also very long. The equipment on the body is also very good. Although the ancient monks are powerful, they are not necessarily stronger than today Monk.

The person with him at the end of Xia is not a Jinao Island monk, but his breath is also a magic door. It should be his cronies at the end of Xia, just like Ye Ting's under Yulong Realm.

Ye Ting tried to hear the sound and found that the distance was too far to receive at the end of summer.

That key can only make your perception far away, but it can't deliver the message yet.

The last monk who came down was still from Jin'ao Island, and it was also the guy who had died in the last battle. The leader of the 42nd peak, Gao Yibai.

Gao Yibai Yeting played twice, once to challenge him, and once to personally communicate. When challenged, Gao Yibai's tactics were very stable and there were no loopholes.

But in that private exchange, Gao Yibai changed a lot, and the speed was amazing, which at least scared Ye Ting.

At that speed, Ye Ting felt that his body could not bear it. If Ye Ting had the sword of time, I am afraid it would collapse under the kind of telling attack.

And what Gao Yibai showed was still not all of him. It is estimated that the island owner had told him that it was unlikely to challenge Ye Ting. He was too lazy to change positions and did not exhaust his efforts. The private communication with Ye Ting made Gao Yibai more aware that Ye Ting is also an unfathomable powerhouse.

Gao Yibai's side is like the end of the summer, with his personal strength. These two are to meet Ye Ting in the Kunxu. Ye Ting estimates that there will still be some peak owners who will meet on their way back to Jin'ao Island.

The arrangement of the island owner cannot be perfect, and the enemy is equally powerful. Only with these responses. Ye Ting has a lot of peace in his heart. As long as he can leave the Kunxu area and he is supported by someone, he can have at least one chance to escape.

The demon streamer and the demon mirror are the backers prepared by the island owner for himself. As long as there is a chance to launch. You can return to Jinao Island.

In the Kunxu ruins, Ye Ting could not erase all traces of himself. Many monks who came down traced the traces of Ye Ting and went deep under the Kunxu ruins.

Ye Ting uses Taixu Shenjing to pass these pictures to Yang Mei.

"Courage is not small!" Yang Mei said: "The marks will disappear naturally sooner or later. When the marks disappear, how can they leave?"

"Islander attaches great importance to me and must be reluctant to die in Kunxu like this, so they. They also sent a large number of monks to see what I want to do. Didn't you see? The monks they dispatched are almost like me. It wo n’t be taller than me. If the owner of Jin'ao Island willingly offered me, it would n’t be a big deal for these monks to be buried together. ”

"They are willing to." Yang Mei chuckled, "Can you get rid of them?"

There are as many as fifty-five monks from the Three Religions following Ye Ting. These monks are not too far apart, and they maintain a distance that they cannot sense each other, and they are also cautious.

"Let them follow." Ye Ting said indifferently: "Don't disturb them first, I want to find something. It must be in the deepest part of Kunxu, the road is still far away."

There were millions of miles in the space of Kunlun's secret realm. It takes a long time for normal flight to reach the bottom. Now Kunlun's secret realm collapsed. In fact, space has expanded many times, making it more difficult to reach.

Ye Ting speeded up, but still circled, slowly descending among the Kun Ruins.

The monks who followed him did not dare to leave the traces of Ye Ting. Even if Ye Ting knew that Ye Ting circled around, he could only follow the same steps in the back. Going the wrong way. May never go back.

As long as you follow Ye Ting, everyone still wants to leave, everyone thinks so.

They don't think that Ye Ting came down to die, and who has hope of longevity, who will give up his life? No one thought that Ye Ting's predecessor would be Ye Shenjun. This Kunxu was not malicious to Ye Ting. He obtained the disciple's token and refined it to disguise his identity. Strictly speaking, it was not disguised.

The state of Ye Ting can naturally simulate various Kunlun Dao laws, and the Yuanshen can also simulate everything of Ye Shenjun. No matter what is left of the white hair fairy sword, it will only recognize Ye Ting, not recognize them.

These people are also strong-minded people. Ye Ting has been walking below for nearly a year, and all the monks are still following, showing no signs of panic.

Over the past year, Ye Ting has observed almost the same. He said to Yang Mei, "I have compared it. All the monks who came down were monks who had been said to have fallen on various battlefields over the years. Guess what this means? "

"What else can it mean, there is life and death. They sent these people down, they died, and there was no place to reason."

"It makes sense." Ye Ting said: "That is to say, we killed them, and no one will blame."

"Do you want to do it? This fear is a little dangerous." Yang Mei said: "Of the fifty-five monks, only two are themselves. The rest of the strength is not as good as ours, and it is impossible to take it down easily."

"But what I want can't be seen by anyone when I get it."

"Late in summer and Gao Yibai?"

"Not good."

"Then you will kill both of them?"

"Not yet, just dissuasion." Ye Ting's eyes fell behind him, and the closest was a Qingcheng monk, with more than a hundred disciples around him.

Not to mention this person, even if Tang Ji was behind him, Ye Ting would not hesitate.

"Then prepare for warfare." Yang Mei will naturally not feel distressed for others, Ye Ting said who to kill, then she just did it. Unless Ye Ting chooses the wrong path, she rarely dictates.

"This monk is from Qingcheng." Ye Ting used the Taixu Mirror to pass the picture to Yangmei and Tianmo. "I don't know the name. I only know that the legend fell during the first war of the Three Religions, and our identity is equivalent to us The lord of the peak, the virtual realm is a disaster, but has a terrible equipment that can release the flames of chaos and burn the lives of thousands of miles. "

"I think of it. Does that equipment seem to be called Sword Burning Blade?"

"Yes, the chopping element flame sword, the shape is a red gourd, you can release the attack with one shot, it is very convenient, even if you have run out of real elements, you can use it."

"If the Chaos Flames can hurt your Qinglian fairy robe, it may also break through the defense."

"So you have to start first. In this environment, I can see him and he can't see me. Where else would there be such a good opportunity?"

"Senior Brother, wouldn't you want to get started just because you were in love with his chopping Yuanblade?"

"Of course not. I'm because of the recent research on Honglian's chaos, and with my experience, I feel that his chopping yuan flame sword can't catch up with my body."

After Ye Ting finished speaking, he began to lay out tactics for everyone.

The Qingcheng monk chased very close, but was more than three hundred miles away from Ye Ting. Ye Ting estimated that the monk's spiritual exploration distance was also two hundred miles away. The reason why he wanted to start with this monk was because the threat of slashing Yuan's flame sword was too great.

It is impossible for other people ’s equipment to break through their own defenses at once. Only the Qingcheng monk has good combat strength, but the equipment is terrible.

In the dark Kunxu ruins, the rules looked extremely chaotic. The Qingcheng monks carefully followed the traces of Ye Ting, and the distance was controlled with great precision.

Suddenly, a face appeared in front of him. The Qingcheng monk unconsciously released a red gourd from his sleeve. Then he saw that it was his own face, and his heart was suddenly cold.

A fist hit the back of his head almost simultaneously. Over a hundred disciples beside him lost contact at the same time.

The Qingcheng monk's head twitched, and his fist attacked, and his heart hurt again. The pain was so short, as if it was unreal, never happened.

Heavenly Demon took the demon soldiers to isolate the disciple of the Qingcheng monk, so the monk of the Qingcheng could not borrow the power of the disciple. Yang Mei succeeded with a sword, hurting the heart of the Qingcheng monk. This time, he did not pursue to kill his opponent and retreated with one blow.

The Qingcheng monks felt the presence of Ye Ting and Yang Mei, and they would launch the blazing sword of chopping Yuan.

Ye Ting fell with a sword, cut off his finger, and the red gourd fell. The Qingcheng monk was horrified to find that he had fallen short of a foot, and he could no longer control it. The gourd seemed to be cut from him.

Ye Ting's prepared bead of equality was directly attached to the fiery red gourd. The gourd's breath suddenly fell silent. Ye Ting wrapped it with a leaf of thunderwood and sealed it with ease.

This is also a burden for him, but it does not matter, anyway, the rest of the people are not too close.

Collected the swords of the chopping flames, Ye Ting and Yang Mei, one sword and one sword, piercing the defense of this Qingcheng monk. The five elements spells fly around, and all the counterattacks of the Qingcheng monks are far away from Ye Tingyangmei's swordsmanship.

In Kunxu ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Spells are limited to only a dozen feet of attack distance.

The Qingcheng monk shouted, his voice could not be passed out, the power of the eruption of consciousness was confused by less than ten feet away, Ye Ting and Yang Mei were like assassins in the dark, looking for opportunities to attack again and again.

This feeling is quite weird. They waited at a distance of 100 feet, and saw the flaw as a sword stabbed past.

As if to return to the realm of foundation.

Ye Ting's silent sword cut off the Qingcheng monk's palm and took a ring by the hand. This attack made the blood of the monk's wound spurt out and could no longer be suppressed.

The eyes of the Qingcheng monk were dim, with endless remorse. (To be continued.)

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