Authentic Magic Gate - Chapter 738

[Chapter 738 Trap Follow-up]

“Look, you are not devoted to the Buddha, otherwise you will not give us a chance to take action.” Ye Ting continued to attack the monk in Tsing Yi with words.

“Forget it, he is already a very devout believer.” Yang Mei felt the strange aura on the monk in Tsing Yi, for fear that Ye Ting would stimulate him, and it would not be good for him to erupt on the spot.

“Haha.” The monk in Tsing Yi laughed and said, “My life has been bumpy. I cultivated Buddha for the ninth generation, and finally created a Buddhist kingdom on earth. I sensed the deity of the Golden Light Buddha, obtained supreme supernatural powers, and had endless longevity. Let me fall here. I’m not disrespecting my Buddha, I’m just a little arrogant.”

“Not good!” Ye Tingleiguang roared, covering the monk in Tsing Yi.

The monk in Tsing Yi didn’t seem to feel it, and continued: “It’s you who brought me back to life. You know what it means to be humble. It’s really not far away, and I feel that this is what it was yesterday. I am merciful and still pity me…”

In the center of his eyebrows, the golden light condensed, and in the small wound stabbed by Yangmei’s sword, there was a strong and broad force condensing. Ye Ting and Yang Mei were both startled. The monk was provoked and could recognize his own mistakes. That’s not enough, he even communicated with the Buddha!

Both Dao and Demons firmly believe in the theory of Buddha’s nirvana. Now the Buddhas that Buddhist disciples communicate with are just avatars, not really Buddhas, and these avatars are all imprisoned in different places, which is the layout of Buddha’s nirvana. But borrowing the power of these clones is no small matter.

Ye Ting still hesitated, released the ghost car, overlapped with Yangmei Demon Domain, and the ghost car made a clear and loud cry.

Everyone was originally standing very close, and the ghost car was released, purely to use the ghost car’s demon domain. The fields of the two monsters overlapped, and a subtle change in the law occurred, and the words of the monk in Tsing Yi paused.

In Ye Ting’s hand, a stick suddenly smashed on the head of the monk in Tsing Yi.

The monk in Tsing Yi looked at the stick in Ye Ting’s hand in disbelief, opened his mouth and said, “Bodhi…”

puff!

The two divine swords intertwined in his heart, Ye Ting’s All-Heaven Thunder Forbidden Pill smashed into the top door, and his palm pressed the seal of the Great All-Heaven Thunder Seal between his eyebrows. In a blink of an eye, the nine demon bodies were released again, gathered inward, and struck with a combined force. The gods of the ten directions shot at the same time. Ye Ting did not dare to hesitate at all this time.

No one knows if you are part of the Buddha’s layout. Ye Ting watched this monk communicate with Jin Guang Buddha and knew that if he continued, he would be completely defeated this time.

You must know that Ye Ting has invested hundreds of dragon-controlling small world masters this time. If there are too many casualties here, the strength of dragon-controlling city will plummet, and he will not be able to control so many small worlds at all.

If it wasn’t for the previous trip to Jiachen’s Star Territory, the strength has improved a lot, and the cooperation has been smoother, this time I am afraid that I will fall into an inconspicuous Buddhist world.

Ye Ting was in a cold sweat, because according to the normal trajectory, it is really possible for him to die here.

If you don’t see the problem in Yangmei and come to conquer it with a problem, the consequences will be disastrous. Not to mention the Little Boundary Master, he and Yangmei will both perish here.

Bodhi Longyu shook the heart of the Tsing-clothed monk again, Ye Ting poured out all his powerful attacking methods with one stick, leaving the two divine swords in the Tsing-clothed monk’s body, Ye Ting and Yangmei covered the six paths with dust. The sword and the Kunlun Divine Sword were drawn out, and the two swords intertwined, cutting off a head of the monk in blue.

Then Ye Ting punched down from the wound, blending a piece of divine blood into the bloodline of the monk in Tsing Yi, quickly polluting it.

At the same time, Ye Ting heard an ancient voice, like the beginning of a sentence, he simply put more than ten copies of divine blood into the body of the monk in Tsing Yi at high speed, and the voice stopped abruptly.

Buddhism’s serial traps are really deep!

The head of the monk in Tsing Yi was sent into the furnace of the secret realm, and the body was suppressed by the gods of the ten directions. Ye Ting and Yang Mei were still in shock, Yang Mei was clever, and patted the head of the ghost car with his hand, and the ghost car made a high-pitched chirping sound again, spreading all over the world.

Although the battle in the sky was short, all the powerhouses could feel it, and the little dragon masters cheered: “The city master has won!”

“The city owner has won, and the situation is set!”

The joy of victory swept the world. The chariots and drums flying high in the sky became more and more urgent, and the drums were rushing. The monks who lost their leaders were defeated like mountains, and they no longer organized an effective attack.

“Junior Brother, you should check carefully.”

“Hey.” Ye Ting’s Zizai Moyan repeatedly searched the head of the monk in blue, and it took more than half an hour to determine what Golden Light Buddha failed to leave the coordinates in the monk’s head.

He cooperated with Yang Mei and searched for more than half an hour, which was equivalent to the effect of staring at the island master of Jin Ao for a moment. After confirming that there was no problem, Yang Mei made a move and turned a head of the monk in blue into a Buddha bead.

At this time, Ye Ting no longer cared about the poverty of the monks in Tsing Yi. The master of the entire Buddhist kingdom on earth had nothing in his hands, only a Tsing Yi.

“Senior sister.” Ye Ting took the ghost car and stood at the front of the city, his voice trembling. His primordial spirit was not afraid, but his body was actually shocked by the voice of the Golden Light Buddha.

“Don’t be afraid, it’s just the level of the island owner.” Yang Mei comforted Ye Ting, her hands were shaking, and it was not easy to make Buddhist beads.

“If the island owner doesn’t make a breakthrough, the Golden Light Buddha is stronger than the island owner.”

“Anyway, without the coordinates, he can’t help us.” Yang Mei said this, and gradually saw the trajectory of fate. He and Ye Ting escaped the disaster. According to the Buddhist arrangement, he should die here.

“Who is the traitor?” Ye Ting asked.

“No, it was calculated by Buddhism. The importance of me to you is that my brothers and sisters don’t know, so I can’t be a master as a spy, right?”

According to the rule of Kyushu, if Ye Ting and Yangmei become immortals, the difficulty of Yuwenxuan becoming immortals will be reduced many times.

Not to mention that Yu Wenxuan was born in Jin’ao Island and was personally chosen by the island owner, so how could it be possible to take refuge in Buddhism.

Buddhism can’t afford this price. When a person reaches a certain level, it is impossible to buy it. It was like that monk in Tsing Yi, no matter how coercive Ye Ting made him, he would rather die than give in.

In Dragon Control City, on the chariot, various long-range support spells, the Nine Dragons Demon God’s Crossbow, are constantly released. It takes a long time to clean up this world. When Ye Ting and Yang Mei are sure that there is no real resistance, they invite them. Mu Jiuge came back to preside over Dragon City.

He and Yangmei returned to the Wanjie Passage and flew to Kyushu.

“Before, I thought the deal with Jiachen was a loss.” Yang Mei sighed, but Ye Ting’s vision was accurate. When a person dies, there is nothing left. For the investment of life and death, it is cost-effective to invest any amount.

Although the two have incarnations outside the body, they will lose a lot of things after all, such as Ye Ting’s three primordial spirits. There is also gender change, Yang Mei also feels quite awkward.

“Before returning to Kyushu, I have to visit the Bashan clan.” Ye Ting said, “I want to find a way to cultivate the Bashan clan’s Protoss warriors.”

“Even if you get it, it’s very difficult to cultivate. Protoss warriors are no better than human races. They can pull out hundreds of thousands or millions of people casually.

“That’s enough. The island owner said what Zang Feng meant. I understand a little bit. How many times have you seen the island owner make a move?”

“A few times, it seems like he doesn’t do anything.”

“That’s because of us, he only needs to do it in the most critical places. Jiachen doesn’t like to train warriors, but the Bashan clan is different. If I can find a way to create Protoss warriors, a hundred or ten will be enough to replace us. , Most of the time, we can be the same as the island owner, and we don’t have to take care of everything ourselves.”

Ye Ting and Yangmei didn’t hide their tracks all the way, and as a result, the Buddhist traps completely failed, and there was no crisis.

The two agreed on the future. Ye Ting wanted to build Protoss warriors, Yangmei wanted to recruit Buddhist disciples, and Nagarjuna was expected to build demon warriors and the like. Coupled with the Star Soul Puppet and Rune Life, the messy force in Ye Ting’s hands was enriched.

Although Ye Ting did not particularly trust the Bashan clan, the process of trading with the Bashan clan was still easy and pleasant. Ye Ting used the blood of the gods to obtain the method forged by the Bashan clan warriors. After getting it, Ye Ting discovered that the Bashan clan’s manufacturing was still in the same pattern. Many, the most important thing is that this kind of Protoss warrior itself has the attributes of the five elements.

Metal, wood, water, fire, earth, materials with five attributes can be used as the main material.

The problem now is that the materials used to build Protoss warriors are not the more advanced the better, but a balance. Protoss warriors can grow on their own. The initial combat power does not have to be high, but it must be balanced. Now Ye Ting’s embarrassment is that he lacks low-level divine blood materials.

Low-level, but also for the main god. Now that Ye Ting’s low-level divine blood is almost used up, he can create five or six Protoss warriors at most. In the future, he will either hunt the gods himself, or ask Jiachen for it.

Of course, the effect of diluting with the blood of the main god is the same, but half of the blood of the main god has been given to Jiachen, and Ye Ting is reluctant to waste it.

Ye Ting returned directly to the station of the Wanjie Channel, Mu Jiuge had not returned, and there was no news of the expeditionary army in Penglai, Qingcheng. Ye Ting refines the Protoss warriors here, waiting for Mu Jiuge to return.

Half a year later, the disciple who went to the Jiachen Star Region to seek divine blood returned and brought Ye Ting enough divine blood to refine hundreds of Protoss warriors.

The battle he and Yang Mei experienced took almost three years to fully recover. The voice of the Golden Light Buddha had a great impact on the two of them. Fortunately, the primordial spirit was not polluted by the Buddha’s power, but only a shock to the flesh.

While Ye Ting’s home was recovering, Nagarjuna’s Dieyi’s ghost woke up. After so many years of sleep, the first thing she did after waking up was to ask Ye Ting for her body.

She didn’t want to stay in Ye Ting’s Zi Mansion. She wanted to come out and build a monster warrior. The environment of Zi Mansion made her a little scared, too lonely, like an endless void.