In the blink of an eye, more than ten days have passed, and Ye Ting has not yet come out of that crack. Under the cliff, Nagarjuna's gaze wandered, repeatedly sweeping over the pale silver sword qi barrier, and in her eyes, the pupils turned into the color of colorful glass.

On her fingertips, the small emerald green arrows swirled around her fingers and turned into a ray of brilliance that flowed endlessly.

People have seven emotions, and monks are not exempt. These seven emotions correspond to the seven senses, and Nagarjuna's natural supernatural powers are formed for the seven senses of powerful beings. She already has three demon weapons on her body - Seven Love Spears, Seven Love Colored Clothes, and Seven Love Small Arrows. Long-range attacks have always been her shortcoming, and looking at Wang Lieyang's sword qi barrier today, Nagarjuna actually had an understanding and wanted to create a demon technique for the Seven Emotions Arrow.

Wang Lieyang saw it in his eyes and didn't stop it. After this monster broke the shackles of blood, its spiritual intelligence also increased, which made people's hearts moved. If you refine it, it is also a magic weapon level.

This thought was only a turn, and it was erased by the sword intent. Although Wang Lieyang couldn't cut off his greed, his instinct for sword cultivation was also extremely powerful.

The one in the north is in the tribulation, and the Great Perfection of the Infant Realm is not trivial. Even if he would be killed by the Eight Extremes Cultivator in the future, if he went crazy before he died, the Moon Sword Sect would be doomed.

For those who are about to die, Wang Lieyang has an unusual awe.

In the black sky, a stream of fire flew and landed in Wang Lieyang's palm, but it was a missing sword talisman. Wang Lieyang frowned, and secretly said in his heart: Is the decisive battle about to begin? Could it be that the core cave of the Corpse Demon Sect has been broken!

This is impossible, it will take at least three or five years for the core area of the Corpse Demon Sect to open. But the sect's sword talisman herald will never be fake.

"You take care of Uncle Shi here, and you don't have to pay attention to all the tasks of asking for help. Wang Lieyang commanded the four foundation building sword cultivators, seeing that Nagarjuna was still in the process of understanding, he didn't bother, and flew up in the air, turning into a red sword light, and disappeared into the black clouds in an instant.

He walked simply, and the four foundation building sword cultivators looked at each other.

Speaking of which, if it weren't for the big situation of the birth of the secret realm, or if the monks of the Jiedan were too lazy to run outside, the foundation building sword cultivation would be regarded as the face of the sect outside. Only after entering the secret realm did he realize his own insignificance, and now that Wang Lieyang is gone, these four sword cultivators even have a trace of fear in their hearts.

Rumble!

After Wang Lieyang escaped for a hundred miles, a sword talisman fell, turned into a stone tablet three zhang high, and stood at the feet of Li Zhenyi. The sword patterns on the stele were dense, emitting a faint cold light.

Wang Lieyang left less than an hour after his kung fu, and a sad voice suddenly came from afar: "Daoist friend save me!"

"Senior Brother Gu?" A sword cultivator looked at the monk who was two feet tall, this monk's name was Gu Jue, the strongest person among the four foundation-building sword cultivators.

"Uncle Shi hasn't woken up yet, don't pay attention to it. Gu Jue sat on the spot and replied without raising his eyelids.

Mutter......

It was as if something was being stuffed into the throat, followed by a crisp pop.

"Save me!" The female cultivator's voice came, and the sword cultivator named Luo Chuan frowned and said, "Senior Brother Gu, why don't you go and have a look?"

The voice was getting closer and closer, and it was the sound of a female cultivator being killed. Regardless of whether someone is luring Jian Xiu to save him, he must always check the enemy's situation.

Gu Jue said coldly: "Just let him come." ”

"It's hard to resist the graciousness, I'm here. A silky and wet sound came, and only two thuds were heard, and the heads of the two nuns exploded on the ground, and the white bone fragments were as thin as blades.

Gu Jue drew his sword, and when he looked up, all he saw was blood light, and the blue light on the sword rune stone tablet greeted him, and the sound of squeaking continued. When the blood light dissipated, the sword pattern on the sword rune stone tablet was reduced by more than two percent. Gu Jue also saw the appearance of the person who made the shot, and couldn't help but gasp.

In the distance, a white-clothed monk rode a blood unicorn slowly, wearing the heads of more than ten monks with ropes behind him, dripping with blood, one by one, his eyes were wide open, and he died not long after.

The monk has a thin bald head, two squinted eyes under the broom eyebrows, and a string of purple Buddha beads on his neck, the Buddha beads are translucent, and a pupil is open in the middle of each one, as if it was refined with human eyes. A black skeleton was forged on the hem of his snow-white monk's robe.

Tennoji, a snow-clothed monk!

The four sword cultivators were speechless at the same time, Tiannoji was not a Buddhist sect, but an evil sect. Such a famous name has not been destroyed by the three religions, which is enough to prove the fierceness of Tennoji. This snow-clad monk has done many evils, and has escaped many times under the hands of the infant monk. There are more than 100 Dharma kings in Tennoji Temple, and this snow-clothed monk is among the best.

If Wang Lieyang was there, this snow-clothed monk naturally didn't dare to approach. But now......

The four sword cultivators looked at Nagarjuna, who was still looking at the pale silver sword qi barrier and didn't look back.

The Blood Qilin paced slowly, its hooves sounding heavily, like a giant beating a war drum. This beast is not a real unicorn, it has no scale armor on its body, and its long crimson hair flutters, setting off the snow-clad monk with a noble dust.

In the eyes of the blood qilin, the tyrannical essence light flickered, scanning the four sword cultivators under the sword rune stone tablet.

"Good boys, don't be in a hurry, they won't live long. The snow-clad monk said, plucking a human head from the rope behind him and throwing it in front of him. The blood unicorn swooped forward, opened its bloody mouth, and bit the whole head, chewing soundly.

When the four sword cultivators heard this, their hearts were bored, and they couldn't help but draw their swords out of the box. The sword rune stele was stirred by the sword qi, and the cyan halo burst out, instantly filtering out the sound made by the blood qilin.

"Wang Lao'er's sword talisman?" the snow-clothed monk's voice was harsher than the chewing of the blood qilin, and his gaze moved away from Jian Xiu's body and looked at Nagarjuna's back. His gaze was removed, and the four sword cultivators realized that they were already sweating.

The blue light radius of the sword rune stele was only three zhang, protecting Li Zhenyi and the others. Beyond the range of the blue light, the white bone fragments plunged into the ground and stood up, forming a circle. Blood sacrificed the souls of the two female cultivators, the snow-clothed monk temporarily sealed Wang Lieyang's sword rune stele, and the white bones were laid out underground, and the sword cultivators of the foundation realm were about to be separated by the white bones when they left the protection.

Three feet behind Nagarjuna, the white bone fragments were arranged in an arc, and they did not touch the corners of Nagarjuna's skirt.

The snow-clothed monk patted the back of the blood qilin, and the blood qilin hurriedly swallowed the human head, shook its neck, and slowly walked towards the dragon tree. Nagarjuna was still looking at the sword qi barrier, Gu Jue suddenly got up and shouted, "Stop!"

As soon as he opened his mouth, all that came out was the sound of sword qi rubbing, piercing through the clouds and cracking silk.

The blood qilin stopped, and the snow-clothed monk turned his head sideways, looked at the ancient saying, and asked, "Is Daoyou calling me?"

He looked kind, but there were still blood and brains of two female cultivators on his hanging hands, staining the corners of his sleeves.

Gu Jue saw that Nagarjuna was indifferent and was speechless for a while. The snow-clothed monk looked at him like this, and when he replied, Gu Jue knew that his own sword heart would be damaged if he continued like this, and his long sword was slightly raised, and he shouted: "Where the Moon Sword Sect cultivates here, what do you want!"

In the cliff, Ye Ting was miserable at the moment. The four Star Boundary Locks all penetrated into his body, and this refining was already involuntarily. Equipment that can be stored in the body is quite rare, and Ye Ting has only seen his Moro Red Lotus so far.

The chaotic aura that erupted from the corpse demon's body did hide the innate qi, but it was too violent, and when the Ten Directions Purgatory Space was absorbed, it was uncontrollable, and most of it escaped outward, impacting Ye Ting's body. The glazed demon body only has two realms of cultivation, if it weren't for Ye Ting wrapping the star demarcation lock around his body, such an impact would have caused his body to collapse.

Ye Ting was tied up like a zongzi by the Star Demarcation Lock, clinging to the back of the corpse demon, and the corpse demon waved his arm in vain, unable to catch Ye Ting at all. Ye Ting endured it hard, the Star Boundary Lock had not yet been fully absorbed into his body, the innate qi of the corpse demon was difficult to absorb and control, the Ten Directions Purgatory Space had been absorbed for six days, and the aura of the corpse demon had weakened by more than ninety percent, but it was still fatal to him.

The corpse demon has no intelligence, only instinct, and it desperately spews out a qiē power in its body, attacking in all directions without dead ends.

Ye Ting didn't know if he would collapse first, or suck the corpse demon dry in advance.

The Qinglian Sword Song is running endlessly, the glazed demon body repeatedly makes up for the cracks in the meridians and acupoints, the Xuan Turtle Concealment Method weakens the sense of pain and reduces the wear and tear of the body, and the Star Delimitation Method accelerates the speed of collecting the Star Delimitation Lock.

Ye Ting exhausted all means, he felt that he and the corpse demon were like mad dogs tied together, to see who would die first.

The corpse demon couldn't catch Ye Ting, and fell down on his back again. Ye Ting's back collided with the ground through the Star Demarcation Lock, and the Nine Tribulation Heaven Hidden Armor seemed to be about to break away, and the skin on his entire back was painful and hot. He opened his mouth and spewed out a sword ray, which shot fiercely at the back of the corpse demon, and the sword could not penetrate it, and the corpse demon just felt the stinging pain unbearable, and rolled and got up.

After tossing like this, the amount of true qi in Ye Ting's body suddenly decreased, and he could only activate another Demon Spirit Lunar Eclipse Pill in his belt. Collecting the star demarcation lock into the body, the true qi is consumed all the time, plus dealing with the corpse demon, Ye Ting's time to absorb the pill must be carefully calculated.

No matter how good the Demon Spirit Lunar Eclipse Pill is, Ye Ting can only take nine pills at most, and after nine pills, the body needs to fade the medicinal properties before it can be absorbed again. It took more than two hours.

The corpse demon staggered, as if he wanted to do it again, Ye Ting reluctantly controlled the Heavenly Thunder Forbidden Pill, the thunder source seal did not need to be produced, and the three thunder balls with electric light had already submerged into the corpse demon's body.

can't make a seal, just release the thunder method with divine sense, and the attack of this thunder source seal has also dropped a lot.

The corpse demon's legs were not bent, and he suddenly bounced upward, the injuries caused by Ye Ting's attack were very light, but the pain was directly acting on the corpse demon's soul core. The originally chaotic divine soul was stimulated, and the corpse demon's mouth spewed out a yin fire, spewing out more than a hundred zhang away.

Ye Ting consumed the power of divine consciousness this time, and a small loss made his body a little out of control, and the star demarcation lock drilled into his body again. The pain is still secondary, it is nothing compared to asking for sin, but the more the star demarcation is locked in the body, the greater the loss of true qi.

Ye Ting really wanted Nagarjuna to come in and help, but now that the corpse demon has been weakened very strictly, Nagarjuna's Seven Emotions small arrow should be able to hurt the corpse demon. It's only thirty miles away, and in his current state, he can't deliver the message at all.

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