Chapter Ninety-Three: Extraterrestrial Demons
Ye Ting didn't quite understand that the evil cultivation sect of Tianwang Temple had never had any allies. This time the Moon Sword Sect came, it stands to reason that there won't be any trouble.
Now, when Tennoji releases dimensional worms, he can attack and kill most of the sword cultivators.
If a few more allies emerge from Tiannoji Temple, I am afraid that the Moon Sword Sect's attack this time will be countercalculated, and the entire army will be wiped out.
Nagarjuna took Ye Ting and floated to the left, Ye Ting's Earth Flame Sword stabbed out, and within a hundred zhang range around him, the lotus shadow bloomed, and every time the lotus petal was released, dozens of dimensional insects were stabbed to death.
Ye Ting was awe-inspiring, his Qinglian Angry Sea did not break out with a single sword, and the consumption was not large, but he must not stab out hundreds of swords. The problem is that you can't kill these bugs even if you break out a thousand times.
"Tennoji is crazy, let's catch up with Yuyangzi!" Ye Ting A thunderbolt of light pierced through the black clouds, grabbing the dragon tree and rushing through the path cleared by the thunder light.
The black clouds swept in behind him, Ye Ting didn't look back, the Taixu Divine Mirror released the Ten Directions Dragon Forbidden Technique, and a transparent space with a size of more than thirty zhang appeared out of thin air, and the black clouds penetrated into it, and millions of dimensional insects were imprisoned inside. Nine purple-red demon dragons appeared, their bodies twisted, their scales collided, and a large number of dimensional insects were shattered under the strangulation of these nine demon dragons.
After a slight barrier, Ye Ting had already caught up with Yuyangzi, and the scenery on the ground was rushing to his face, and if he didn't slow down, even Monk Jiedan would fall to his death.
Yu Yangzi's voice roared: "Mortal City!"
Ye Ting also saw that on the earth, a square city was getting closer and closer, in the city, on the streets, tens of thousands of mortals looked in horror at the black clouds in the sky, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal.
Ye Ting slowed down, and a red thunder light erupted from the Taixu Divine Mirror, and the thunder flame spread, impacting the chasing black clouds behind him.
"Extraterrestrial demons!" a woman in a long light gray dress pointed to the sky and howled in a high-pitched voice. The fat on her face shook violently, and the fear in her eyes turned into infinite anger.
This sentence almost set most of the city on fire, and I don't know how many mortals raised their hands, pointed at the sword cultivation and black clouds that descended in the sky, and roared loudly: Demons outside the sky!
The figures of the sword cultivators moved abruptly sideways, and the sword light drew an arc in the sky, rushing towards a black cloud in the distance.
Yuyangzi wants to save these mortals? Yes, he is a disciple of the Daomen, but he is not like he was born in the Demon Sect. Ye Ting knew that if he relied on himself, he wouldn't be able to kill many dimensional insects. The fate of most of these mortals is already predestined.
After the foundation was built, the demon's heart was stable, and Ye Ting seemed to have seen the future of these mortals, just piles of white bones, rotting in the ruined city.
Yuyangzi's sword surged up, and Ye Ting saw a sword light that was more than three hundred zhang long and slashed down. The most powerful sword at the core of the sword light also spread to the top and bottom of the hundred zhang. Before the sword light hit the black cloud, it suddenly turned into a violent tornado, and the outer sword light extended again, reaching a range of thousands of zhang in an instant.
Half of the city was under the attack of Yuyangzi's tornado, and Yuyangzi's howling broke out, and the tornado instantly swept away three black clouds. The dimensional insects were reduced to ashes under the strangulation of the sword, and more than three hundred sword cultivators followed Yuyangzi and fell like a meteorite, smashing on the streets, rooftops, and gardens......
"Demons!"
A thin man was first stunned, and then angrily pounced on Yuyangzi. The place where Yuyangzi fell was only less than five zhang away from him. The man was clearly a mortal, grabbed a wooden stick in his hand and smashed it fiercely into Yu Yangzi's forehead.
"Demons!"
In the city, I don't know how many mortals roared angrily and rushed towards the nearest sword cultivator.
Yu Yangzi retracted his sword light, and the thin man rushed to the ground in front of him, and suddenly his bones were shattered, and he quickly turned into a puddle of meat and mud, paved on the dry and hard dirt road.
Most sword cultivators were a little dazed, they came to save mortals, why was this the case!
Burst!
A butcher's sharp knife pierced into the lower abdomen of a sword cultivator, and with a push of this sword cultivator, the butcher flew out, and the back of his head hit the dismount stone on the side of the street, and his brain burst. Jian Xiu looked down at the wound that was rapidly healing, and there was an indescribable pain in his heart.
Ye Ting and Nagarjuna landed on the ground, following closely behind Yuyangzi. Yu Yangzi glanced back at Ye Ting and asked, "If it's a demon gate, what will it do?"
"I don't know. Ye Ting shook his head and replied. How the Demon Gate Monk deals with it all depends on what he is cultivating. Some demon cultivators will save people, some will watch from the sidelines, and some will help the trouble.
"What are you going to do?" Yu Yangzi's long sword swept away, and there was no mortal in the street in front of him.
"Find the temple you said and kill them all. Ye Ting looked at the flesh and blood all over the street, and his voice was calm.
"Demon Gate Monk, won't you be sad?" Yu Yangzi's voice was cold, and his sword intent also carried the aura of frost and snow, which lowered the temperature within a radius of thousands of feet.
Ye Ting's nine demon eyes were high above, and he saw that a large number of mortals had found weapons and converged towards a temple in the center of the city. The faces of the mortals covered in golden light showed a look of determination, and these mortals gathered more and more, and their mouths recited scriptures following the voices coming from the great hall.
"I'm not happy yet, even if I'm sad, it's probably fake. Ye Ting's fingers went up, and the flames rose into the sky, meeting the black clouds that were pressing downward.
Yuyangzi was a little envious, but shook his head and said, "Come with me!"
Ye Ting felt that the sword qi on Yuyangzi's body bypassed himself and Nagarjuna, connecting with other sword cultivators. Looking down from above, the Demon Eye saw that these nearly four hundred sword cultivators had turned into a sword qi dragon and rushed towards the temple in the center of the city.
One by one, the sword cultivators returned to their positions and merged into this long dragon.
The mortals nearby rushed forward without fear of death, crashing into both sides of the sword qi dragon, turning into a cloud of blood mist. The dead mortals unleashed their infinite resentment towards the center of the city
Nagarjuna grabbed Ye Ting's hand again, his fingertips trembled, and he wrote in Ye Ting's palm: "There is a conspiracy in Tianwang Temple. ”
"It's none of my business. Ye Ting wrote the demon text with his finger and replied to Nagarjuna. He followed behind Yu Yangzi, watching Yu Yangzi release his sword qi to impact the obstacles blocking the road in front of him, the sword qi dragon was invincible, and the street, which was originally only two zhang wide, had now become six zhang wide.
The black clouds that fell from the sky crashed into the sword qi dragon, and the dimensional insects were all shattered. More dimensional insect winds swept through the city, and everywhere they passed, mortals and monks alike were gnawed until only white bones remained.
The black clouds turned into black wind, shuttling through the city, only the temple in the center of the city, the main hall had turned into a huge golden lotus platform, on which sat a monk, naked, with his eyebrows and eyes lowered, reciting scriptures. The entire temple was already shrouded in golden light, and the black wind didn't seem to dare to approach.
In the eyes of the Thousand Pupils, Ye Ting saw that the Yin Soul and resentment were entangled in the temple, and the golden light was red, and the bloody aura even made the dimensional insect avoid it.
The whole city has turned into purgatory, and only in that temple, there are eighty or ninety thousand mortals. There is no one in ten mortals, and in the sound of many monks and believers chanting, the golden lotus platform slowly rose, and the monk sitting on the lotus platform opened his eyes and looked at the sword qi dragon.
"Evil obstacles. ”
The monk's voice was low, rushing into the sky, and then bursting out in all directions. Ye Ting felt the stinging pain of the demon eye and didn't dare to observe it anymore. The strength of this monk is afraid that it is similar to Yuyangzi!
The monk raised his hand, pointed forward, and shouted, "Go!"
The eyes of a hundred mortals burst with golden light, and they got up and rushed out of the temple, facing the sword qi dragon. Yu Yangzi bumped into it without hesitation, and the sword shot out, and a hundred mortals always made a ho-ho sound, as if they were laughing. The sword slashed at them, and flesh flew everywhere.
"Go!"
The monk raised his hand again, pointing at the sword qi dragon, and a hundred mortals rushed out. The golden light on these mortals condensed, and they rushed to a distance of less than twenty zhang in front of the sword qi long dragon before they were shattered by Yu Yangzi's sword.
Countless black qi moved closer to the sword qi dragon, it was mortal resentment, a broken soul.
The sword light on the outer layer of the sword qi dragon was also contaminated with black qi and became stagnant.
"Evil arts?" Yu Yangzi frowned, opened his mouth to highlight a sword pill, and let out a roaring thunder sound, and the entire sword qi dragon trembled, and most of the black qi that was contaminated was immediately dispelled.
"Death to the demons!"
Another hundred mortals rushed out of the temple, sword in hand, and faced the sword qi dragon. This time, the golden light on the mortal body had been condensed into substance, as if it was draped in a layer of golden armor. On the swords in their hands, Sanskrit characters also appeared.
Ye Ting felt the anger on their bodies, it was so pure.
Is this the power of faith?
Tennoji said that sword cultivation was an evil demon outside the sky, and these mortals believed it. Whether it is a groom or a cook, a servant or a vegetable vendor, they all work hard to protect Tennoji.
Tennoji just wants them to die and increase the power of evil magic. Reversing black and white, it can still be like this!
Yuyangzi doesn't care yet, but those who build the foundation of the sword cultivator, even if they don't die after this battle, I'm afraid that the sword heart will be shaken. Yu Yangzi's sword slammed into the mortal's sword, and the sound of gold and iron shattering erupted, and the mortals were bleeding from their ears one by one, but they pounced on them with their teeth, wanting to bite Yu Yangzi with their teeth.
"Demon, demon!"
The sound echoed throughout the city, making people irritated. In the sword qi dragon, a foundation-building sword cultivator suddenly became furious and rushed out of the sword qi protection.
"You're the demons!
Jian Xiu turned into a sword light, swept with a sword, and cut off the heads of two mortals. The sword was rigidly embedded in the third mortal's ribs, caught in the dead grip.
Burst!
A small hand came from the bottom up, penetrated into his left chest, and grabbed Jian Xiu's heart. The golden light flickered, and the ten fingers of the little hand kneaded hard, and one of the heart of Jian Xiu turned into meat puree.
It was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl, and after killing Jian Xiu, one of her arms was also cut off by the sword qi. But her face was joyful and serene, and her eyes were full of golden light, and she fell to the ground.
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