Authentic Magic Gate - Chapter 757

[Chapter 757 Assassination]

The peak master of the nineteenth peak once challenged Ye Ting. Now it seems that this guy is several times stronger than before. If Ye Ting has no recent progress, he is afraid that he will be crushed by this guy.

The nineteenth peak peak master – late summer.

This person is dressed in a devil’s robe, and the Jinao Island token is still hanging on his waist, that is to say, his fake fall is the plan arranged by the Jinao Island Lord.

Ye Ting was very strange at the time, how could so many peak masters fall in the secret realm battle that Jinao Island Master personally participated in.

These peak masters are all geniuses, and their aptitudes may be comparable to Ye Ting, their cultivation time is also very long, and their equipment is also very sophisticated. Although the ancient monks are powerful, they may not be stronger than today in terms of spells. monk.

The person that Xia Mo brought with him was no longer the cultivator of Jinao Island, but the breath on his body was also a demon, and he should be his own cronies at the end of Xia, just like Ye Ting’s subordinates in the Dragon Control World.

Ye Ting tried sound transmission, but found that the distance was too far to be received at the end of Xia.

That key can only make one’s perception far away, and it can’t deliver a message.

The last monk who came down was still from Jinao Island, and he was also the guy who was said to have died in the last battle.

Gao Yi and Bai Yeting have played against him twice, once to challenge him, and once to have a personal exchange. When challenging, Gao Yibai’s tactics were very stable and there were no loopholes.

But in the private exchange, Gao Yibai was changing and the speed was astonishing, at least it scared Ye Ting.

At that speed, Ye Ting felt that his body could not bear it. If it wasn’t for Ye Ting’s time and sword intent, he would probably collapse under that kind of telling attack.

And what Gao Yibai showed was still not everything to him. It was estimated that the island owner had told him that challenging Ye Ting was unlikely to succeed. The private communication with Ye Ting made Gao Yibai more aware that Ye Ting is also an unfathomable powerhouse.

Gao Yibai was around the same as the end of Xia, with his personal power. These two were in the Kunxu to meet Ye Ting, and Ye Ting estimated that there would be some peak masters who would meet him on his way back to Jin’ao Island.

The island owner’s arrangement cannot be perfect, and the enemy is equally powerful. It’s just that with these connections, Ye Ting’s heart is much more stable. As long as he can leave the Kunxu area and has someone to support himself, he can at least have a chance to escape.

Ten thousand demon banners and demon mirrors, this is what the island owner prepared for him. As long as there is a chance to activate, you can return to Jinao Island.

In the Kun Ruins, Ye Ting could not erase all his traces. Many monks who came down went after Ye Ting’s traces and went deep into the Kun Ruins.

Ye Ting used the Taixu mirror to pass these pictures to Yangmei.

“You’re not timid!” Yangmei said: “These traces will disappear naturally sooner or later. When the traces disappear, how can they leave?”

“The island owner attaches great importance to me, and he must be reluctant to let me die in Kunxu like this, so they also sent a large number of monks to see what I want to do. Didn’t you see? The monks they sent were all about the same identity as me. It won’t be taller than me. If the island master of Jinao is willing to let me, then it’s no big deal for these monks to accompany them to die together.”

“They are willing to.” Yang Mei sneered: “Can you get rid of them?”

There are as many as fifty-five monks from the three religions who followed Ye Ting, and the level of the peak master. These cultivators are not too far apart, and they all maintain a distance that cannot sense each other, and they are also cautious.

“Let them follow.” Ye Ting said indifferently: “Don’t alarm them first, I’m looking for something, it must be in the deepest part of Kunxu, and there is still a long way to go.”

The space of the Kunlun Secret Realm used to be millions of miles, and it would take a long time for normal flight to reach the bottom. Now that the Kunlun Secret Realm has collapsed, the space has actually expanded many times, making it more difficult to reach.

Ye Ting accelerated, but still circled and slowly descended in Kunxu.

The monks who followed him did not dare to leave the traces of Ye Ting. Even if they knew that Ye Ting was going around in circles, they could only follow him step by step. If you go the wrong way, you may never go back.

As long as they follow Ye Ting closely, everyone still hopes to leave, everyone thinks so.

They didn’t think that Ye Ting came down to die, and who would give up his life if he had hope of longevity? No one thought that Ye Ting’s predecessor would be Ye Shenjun. This Kunxu was not malicious to Ye Ting. After he obtained the disciple token, he refined it to disguise his identity. Strictly speaking, it was not a disguise.

Ye Ting’s realm can naturally simulate all kinds of Kunlun Taoism, and Yuanshen can also simulate everything of Ye Shenjun. No matter what the white-haired fairy sword left behind, it would only recognize Ye Ting, not 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, and there is no sign of panic.

Ye Ting has been observing almost the same for a year. He said to Yangmei: “I compared it. All the monks who came down are monks who are said to have fallen on various battlefields over the years. Guess what this means? ”

“What else can it mean, life and death have fate. They send these people down, and even if they die, there is no reason to go.”

“It makes sense.” Ye Ting said: “That is to say, if we kill them all, no one will accuse them.”

“You want to do it? This is probably a little dangerous.” Yangmei said: “Among the fifty-five monks, only two are my own. Even if the rest are not as strong as us, it is impossible to take them down easily.”

“But when I get what I want, no one can see it.”

“Not even at the end of Xia and Gao Yibai?”

“Neither.”

“Then you want to kill them both?”

“It’s not enough, just dissuade him.” Ye Ting’s eyes fell behind him, and the one closest to him was a Qingcheng cultivator, with more than a hundred disciples by his side.

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

“Then prepare the tactics.” Naturally, Yang Mei wouldn’t feel bad for others. Ye Ting said she wanted to kill someone, so she would just do it. Unless Ye Ting chooses the wrong path, she rarely points fingers.

“This cultivator is from Qingcheng.” Ye Ting passed the picture to Yangmei and Tianmo with the Mirror of Void, and said, “I don’t even know the name, I only know that the legend fell during the first three religions war, and the identity is equivalent to ours. The peak master of the Void Realm is a disaster, but he has a terrifying piece of equipment that can unleash the flames of chaos and burn the living beings in a radius of ten thousand miles.”

“I remembered, that equipment seems to be called Zhanyuan Flame Sword?”

“Yes, the Primal Slaying Flame Saber looks like a crimson gourd. It can be used to attack with just a tap. It is very convenient.

“If the chaotic flames are used, they can damage your Qinglian Immortal Robe, and may also break through the defense.”

“So it’s better to strike first. In this environment, I can see him, but he can’t see me. How can there be such a good opportunity?”

“Junior brother, you don’t want to do it because you like his Yuan Zhan flame knife?”

“Of course not. It’s because of my recent research on Red Lotus’s Chaotic Steps, and I have the experience. I feel that his Primordial Slaying Flame Sword can’t catch up with my body.”

After Ye Ting finished speaking, he began to arrange the tactics for everyone.

The Qingcheng cultivator was chasing him very close, only more than 300 miles away from Ye Ting. Ye Ting estimated that the cultivator’s spiritual detection distance was also 200 miles away. The reason why he wanted to attack this cultivator was because the threat of the Yuan Slaying Flame Sword was too great.

It is impossible for other people’s equipment to break through one’s own defense at once. Only this Qingcheng cultivator has a good fighting power, but his equipment is terrible.

In the dark Kun Ruins, the laws looked extremely chaotic. The Qingcheng cultivator carefully followed Ye Ting’s traces, and the distance was controlled quite accurately.

Suddenly, a face appeared in front of him, the Qingcheng cultivator subconsciously released a fiery red gourd from his sleeve, and then he saw that it was his own face, and his heart suddenly became cold.

A fist hit the back of his head almost at the same time, and the hundreds of disciples around him lost contact at the same time.

The Qingcheng cultivator swung his head and shook the fist attack, his heart ached again, the pain was so short, as if it was illusory, and it had never happened.

The demon brought the demon soldiers to isolate the disciple of the Qingcheng cultivator, so the Qingcheng cultivator could not borrow the power of the disciple. Yang Mei succeeded with a sword, hurting the Qingcheng cultivator’s heart. This time, he did not pursue to kill his opponent, but retreated with a single blow.

The Qingcheng cultivator felt the existence of Ye Ting and Yangmei, and the Yuan Zhan flame knife was about to be activated.

Ye Ting fell with a sword, cut off his fingers, and the fiery red gourd fell. The Qingcheng cultivator was horrified to find that he could no longer control it after falling less than ten feet away. The gourd seemed to be cut from him.

The Equality Pearl prepared by Ye Ting was placed directly on the fiery red gourd, and the gourd’s breath became silent.

This is also a burden for him, but it doesn’t matter, the rest of the people don’t dare to get too close anyway.

He took the Yuan Slaying Flame Sword, Ye Ting and Yangmei’s divine swords, one sword at a time, piercing the defense of this Qingcheng cultivator. The five-element spells were flying around, and all the counterattacks of the Qingcheng monks were far from Ye Tingyangmei’s swordsmanship.

In Kunxu, spells are limited to an attack distance of only ten feet.

The Qingcheng cultivator opened his mouth and shouted, but his voice could not be conveyed. The power of the divine consciousness burst into chaos when he left less than ten meters away. Ye Ting and Yangmei were like assassins in the dark, looking for opportunities to attack again and again.

This feeling is quite strange. They waited at a distance of 100 meters, and when they saw the flaw, they stabbed it with a sword.

It seems that he has returned to the realm where he is only building a foundation.

Ye Ting’s silent sword cut off the palm of the Qingcheng cultivator, and took a ring on his hand. This attack caused the blood to spurt out of the cultivator’s wound, and he could no longer restrain it.

The eyes of the Qingcheng cultivator were dim and filled with endless remorse.