The cooperation between the three religions, the first is to give face, and the second is to talk about rules.

Everyone has always kept this rule, and there is no conflict of interest, but the layman's words may tear the skin.

A demon meets on the road, and if he opens his mouth to say a friend, he will basically not fight. If you scold the thief and the devil cub or something, no matter how far passers-by go, they will break up with blood.

The Demon Gate said that the door was a thief of the Great Dao, and the Daomen said that the Demon Gate was a demon in the world, and it was originally incompatible. However, there was a Buddhist sect that served as a lubricant, and the two Dao and Demon families remembered that they were originally from the same family.

"You come here. Ye Tingshen chattered, and Hu Yanyu was surprised and delighted, and he really posted it.

Ye Ting heard in his ear and said that it took a quarter of an hour to stop.

"Do you remember?"

Hu Yanyu nodded desperately, and Ye Ting said: "This method can be practiced at any time, and it will definitely be broken through within eighteen years." If you come from a demon family, three or five years is enough, so don't be greedy for hard work. ”

Hu Yanyu burst into tears, grabbed the ground with his head, and bowed to Ye Ting three times in succession.

"Huyan Daoist doesn't have to be like this. Ye Ting waited for him to finish worshipping and stretched out his hand to stop him. The sect has its own rules, and it is not allowed to accept disciples if it is not a knot. After these three prostrations, he is still a Taoist friend, and even a registered disciple cannot be accepted.

Hu Yanyu got up and said to Liu Wenji: "The master of the door is above." ”

After that, he also bowed, dignified and solemn. Ye Ting said to him, "Show me your golden seal." ”

Hu Yanyu took the gold seal and handed it to Ye Ting, and when Ye Ting saw it, it was just a low-grade rune treasure, so he took some materials and put them in. The red light flashed in Ye Ting's hand, wrapping the golden seal, and it was only a minute before it was returned to Hu Yanyu.

Hu Yanyu took a look at it, and he was already a medium-grade rune treasure in his hand, dumbfounded. He didn't want to think about it, this golden seal had exhausted his life savings, and he had practiced day and night, if he had a good inheritance, it would have been a high-grade talisman treasure long ago. Ye Ting casually did it, and the possibility of advancing in the future was gone.

Ye Ting ruined something, but it was also pleasant. In the future, if Hu Yanyu does a good job, he will be rewarded with his own head. Do you want benefits now? The rewards and punishments of the sect are clear, and they are not affected by the situation, and one thing belongs to one thing. Even if everyone was dealing with Yu Wenxuan, because they still wanted to win over Ye Ting, they had no intention of killing him at the earliest.

Until Ye Ting killed four foundation building monks and angered Mo Jin.

In the future, Hu Yanyu understands this truth, and he can't complain about Ye Ting. In the current situation, it is good to be able to increase the combat power by one point, and how can we take care of the future.

In Hu Yanyu, Ye Ting gained something again, and strengthened his determination to build a foundation for three years. At the moment, the chance of escaping is greatly increased by forcibly building a foundation, but it will be troublesome to achieve the Void in the future. There are risks all the time on the path of cultivation, and when you encounter risks, you are in a hurry to break through the realm, not to mention achieving the virtual realm, even the infant realm is hopeless.

The demon gate smiled at the red dust and reflected itself. The more people like Hu Yanyu watched, the more firm Ye Ting's own demonic heart became.

I don't know how long it took, the mountain pack under my feet had grown to nearly four hundred zhang, the tremor of the earth had not stopped, the sea was no longer visible in the distance, this small island and the surrounding islands had become one, and the center of the black cloud in the sky was a fiery red color, which was illuminated by the things on the ground.

"Someone is coming. "Zhuoji monk said.

"There were a lot of people coming. Ye Tingzhi sighed, he originally hoped that this was not a secret realm center, just an inconsequential place, but now it seems that it is better not to pray indiscriminately. That's what a monk should do.

Under the black clouds in the south, a cloud of smoke and dust rolled in, and it was close to a distance of five miles before Ye Ting could see the person's appearance clearly.

It was a Daomen monk wearing heavy armor, even if Ye Ting saw it, he also had to praise the unique style. The armor-piercing of Daomen monks was originally extremely rare, and such a three-inch thick heavy armor was even more rare.

The three-inch-thick heavy armor is smooth and bright, with sharp protrusions on the joints and shoulders, and a Dao Gate seal on the chest, and no other decoration. The Taoist priest did not wear a helmet and had metal gloves on his hands, which was simply the dress of a mortal warrior, just looking at the giant sword he resisted on his shoulder, no one would think that he was a warrior.

The double-edged giant sword like the door panel is sharp, and there is a special card slot on the shoulder of the armor, and the blade is sandwiched inside, so as not to cut the shoulder yourself. The two sides of the giant sword are inscribed with intricate patterns from the hilt forward, forming a thin line close to the tip of the sword.

The Taoist priest's face is also clean and bright, with only short hair, like a monk who has not been vulgar for a few months. In order to show his identity as a disciple of the Daomen ordination, a purple cloth was tied to the wrist holding the giant sword, and the Daomen Urn Book was tied on it.

He ran on all two legs, his metal boots splattering the dirt on the ground and turning it into smoke and dust in midair. Behind him, there were more than a dozen rays of light chasing after him, and they couldn't catch up with the Taoist priest who didn't use any Dao techniques.

Ye Ting felt a tingling sensation coming back from the Thousand Pupils of the Demon Shadow, and this was the first time. He took the magic eye, didn't dare to look at it anymore, and changed the star demarcation method to sense. The Demon Eye is not pure to be counterattacked, and Ye Ting has no good way to solve it.

The Taoist priest suddenly stopped running, he retracted his steps, turned around, and swept back the giant sword on his shoulder, this time there was no abrupt feeling, and blood splashed in the light behind him.

The Taoist priest laughed: "Are you still chasing it?"

With his sword, the sword qi spread, reaching the range of a thousand zhang, Ye Ting could sense it, and his heart was shocked. This is a sword cultivator, if he builds a foundation seven-story building, he will never have such an attack distance. However, this Taoist priest is in the realm of Yudan, but he doesn't know how many eons he has.

No, this Daoist's swordsmanship is not as good as his own, if it is Qinglian Fuhai, the power of this sword will never be wasted. He is only far beyond himself in realm and strength, and the real attack distance is still about 100 zhang. More than 100 zhang, the power of the sword qi decreased rapidly, and it was in vain.

The Taoist priest is definitely not a vain appearance, and this sword is also amazing on eight hundred continents. With a wave of his hand, he attacks indiscriminately within a hundred zhang range, and the true qi consumed is by no means much. In addition to Baizhang, it is just an addition, and it is also a preparation for the next sword.

The light of chasing the Daoist was broken, and six of the thirteen Demon Gate monks were injured and were being treated.

In the Star Demarcation Method, Ye Ting couldn't see the faces of these people clearly, but he could sense their realm level. The Taoist priest is at least more than five tribulations of Jindan, and among the monks of the Demon Gate who chased him, there is one of the three tribulations of Jindan, and the rest are above the seven-story building of the foundation.

"Yuyangzi, what have you done to my junior sister!" the Demon Gate Monk shouted angrily.

"What? guess!" the Taoist priest laughed wildly, the giant sword in his hand was raised, and the sword qi that was scattered a hundred zhang away was unexpectedly condensed again.

"Sword Domain!" the Demon Gate Monk screamed, and a long banner flew up from his sleeve and stood up on the ground, and the sword qi dissipated within thirty zhang of the surrounding area. The monks of the Demon Gate all leaned inward and hid under the protection of the long flag.

A faint black smoke emitted from the long flag, forming a series of magic words in the air, and then dissipated, and when it reappeared, it had been replaced by new magic words, as if it was writing some article.

As soon as the Taoist priest saw the long flag appear, he knew that he couldn't kill the other party, the giant sword trembled, retracted it on his shoulder, turned around and ran wildly. The Demon Gate Monk was very depressed, it would take a lot of money to release his magic weapon, and it would take time to take it back, and the other party would be able to catch up with him no matter what.

His own realm is lower than that of the other party, and if he doesn't have a magic weapon, he will approach rashly, and the numerical advantage will be gone, and he will be hacked to death by half of the opponent's subordinates with a sword.

If you don't chase it, it's not good, the junior sister walked with him, but disappeared, and if you want to find the junior sister, you have to fall on Yuyangzi. This time I came to explore the secret realm, and my fellow sect mates were basically separated, and I felt that there was a lot of luck and a lot of luck.

Thinking of this, his gaze fell on the peak where Ye Ting was. Now this mountain peak has nearly 400 zhang, flat up, quite abrupt. If it weren't for this height, those huge zombies might not have thought of climbing over it.

"The people above, give it to me, or you will be killed. ”

At such a long distance, Ye Ting's sound transmission could not reach it. This monk is slightly inferior to Mo Jin, and if he is in Fengzhou, he will try his best to kill him with a sword. It's not good here, people still have a magic weapon flag, and they will be very wary of themselves. Besides, what to do to kill him, this thing called himself down to pull up a big team so that he could deal with the unfavorable situation.

After saying this, the demon monk slowly put away the long flag. This is a medium-grade magic weapon, and he has a hard time urging it, otherwise he will not be helpless against that Taoist priest. The power of the magic weapon is less than thirty percent, and it is in vain.

Monk Zhuoji shook the robe, grew to the size of three zhang, let everyone stand up, and slowly descended the peak. I don't know when, the number of zombies has become scarce, especially on this side, only more than a hundred zombies are still slowly walking towards the center of the island.

Hu Yanyu saw Ye Ting's ugly face, and said in a low voice: "Elder Ye, didn't you say that it is good to enjoy the shade under the big tree?"

"What kind of big tree is this, it's just the four tribulations of Jindan. Ye Ting complained and put on his robe. Of course, there is also an advantage to this person's lack of realm, that is, the manpower he recruits will become more important, and he will not sacrifice at will.

Ye Ting and the others obediently came down, and Monk Zhuoji took the robe and walked in front of the monk. The monk glanced at it, eight monks, one layman, two Taoist disciples, one casual cultivator, and one demon disciple?

This team, emotional communication is not easy!

"My name is Wu Yuanji, a member of the Spirit Ring Sect, and the thirteen of you, before you leave here, you must obey my command and act with me. Starting with you, tell me about your sect, realm, and equipment. Wu Yuanji pointed to the Zhuoji monk.

Monk Zhuoji folded his hands and replied: "It's okay to listen to the benefactor's command, it's just the ...... you got before leaving."

"Hmph, the Spirit Ring Sect will take fifty percent, I will take two percent, and leave you thirty percent, are you satisfied?" Wu Yuanji's face was gloomy, looking at Monk Zhuoji.

"What are we going to do?" Monk Zhuoji looked like he was not afraid of death, and Wu Yuanji also had a headache.

"Help me clean up the zombies and deal with the enemies below the realm of Yudan. ”

"The little monk obeys his fate. "Monk Zhuoji knelt quickly. No matter how many Dharma Kings there are in the Little King Kong Temple, they can't scare each other if they are not around. Those who know the times are Junjie. (A good activity for pie in the sky, cool mobile phones are waiting for you to take!Follow up~點/Chinese network public account (WeChat add friends - add public account - enter qdread), participate now! everyone has a prize, now immediately pay attention to qdread WeChat public account!)