Chapter 749: Sealing the Gods
One by one, the monks fell, and the ruins were not an endless abyss, but they felt even more terrifying. The powerhouse of the Void Realm is unable to maintain his ability to fly, and it is impossible to do it in the void.
It's not a fall, it's a fall. The monk lost his way, and no matter how he adjusted himself, he was finally guided by the power of the Fengshen Platform and went to the bottom of the Kun Ruins.
When all the monks passed by, Ye Ting accelerated and followed behind.
Ye Ting didn't rescue his companions on Jinao Island, but just released two runes and landed on them. As for the rest of the disciples, he also had a weak heart.
The speed of the monk's fall is too fast, just like the original god of the Qingcheng monk.
Rumble!
When the cloud barrier car touched the bottom, blood-red smoke and dust splashed all around, and the light reappeared, and not far away, a nine-story platform towered in front of you.
Fengshentai, what Kunlun worked hard to create, is octagonal on all sides, and the color is blood red.
At first, it seemed to be blue-gold.
All the monks who fell down were nowhere to be seen, Ye Ting looked up, but saw that on the second floor of the high platform, the shadows were blazing, and there were some infant realm monks kneeling there.
After seeing it, his ears heard the sound of the devil crying and howling.
"Bold fanatics, don't kneel down quickly!" A little further up, a figure appeared, wearing heavy armor and holding a sharp blade, pointing at Ye Ting.
Ye Ting passed his divine sense through his mask and identified it, which happened to be his own fellow disciple, the end of summer.
So quickly, at the end of the summer, it was transformed into a god by the Fengshen Tai and controlled it?
Ye Ting's heart was a little bottomless, what was he most afraid of? What he was most afraid of was that the white-haired fairy sword had become a weapon spirit without independent consciousness, a powerful tool spirit, with a powerful Fengshen platform, in this Kunruins, it was almost invincible.
The laws of the outside can't affect here. Even if the owner of Jinao Island comes down, he will also be deflated.
Ye Ting regretted a little, why didn't he refine a god-beating whip? He already had the blueprints, as long as he invested a lot of materials, he could refine it in the secret realm.
Now I can't do it, and I'm willing to invest in it. It will also take a few months to refine the Divine Whip that will suppress the enemies of the Void Realm.
Ye Ting stood outside the cloud barrier car and said to Xia Mo, "Lord Xia Feng, do you still recognize me?"
"The devil of Jinao Island, of course I recognize you!"
Ye Tingxin said that if he killed the end of the summer, it seemed inappropriate, and this god platform would seal the monk as a god, and it stands to reason that it would never be like this. At the end of summer, he is the peak master of Jinao Island. Genshin is strong, so it is infected?
His gaze rose upward, but he saw a tall figure looking down on the ninth floor of the Fengshen Terrace. He bowed his head like this, and the whole world turned upside down, as if they were all looking up at him.
Ye Ting's heart ached slightly, this figure, with long snow-white hair flying in the wind.
Master. Have you forgotten who you are?
White-haired fairy sword, the lord of Kunlun. That's it. Became the instrument spirit of the god platform?
Around the tall figure, there was a hunting sound of the Divine Flag, he looked at Ye Ting, and had a familiar feeling, but he couldn't tell where this feeling came from.
"It's all the dregs of the past...... the white-haired man said softly. His fingers. Writing divine patterns in the air on the ground, at the core of the Fengshen platform, these divine patterns are twisted and entangled, like layers of silk cocoons, wrapping a pure cyan primordial god inside.
"Don't try to influence me. I'm not going to let you get out. The white-haired man said firmly.
The wrapped Yuan Shen didn't say a word, the entire Yuan Shen was naked in the cocoon, several feet of long white hair was wrapped close to his body, and the thin lines formed by the god patterns could not penetrate into the Yuan Shen.
The flesh sanctified, but the primordial god was imprisoned by the flesh, and he never thought of this result.
However, the person he was looking forward to coming was a disciple who had already switched to the Demon Gate. The white-haired fairy sword's Yuan Shen tightened his long hair in the cocoon, wrapping his Yuan Shen even tighter.
Ye Ting faced Xiao Mo, there was only one battle, the deified monk, the combat effectiveness was not reduced, that Xiao Mo jumped down from the god platform, and a golden hammer was formed in his hand, but it was a spell, and he smashed it on the head.
The skill of heaven and earth combined attack is rotten in the demon gate.
It is a foundation building monk, and he can use it decently, this hammer is smashed, and the feeling of avoiding it is so strong that Ye Ting greeted it with a punch.
Xiao Mo's golden hammer smashed on the ground beside Ye Ting, and Ye Ting's fist hit him in the back of the head.
One move determines the winner or loser, Ye Ting's sleeves are rolled, and he will say that Xiao Mo will be included in the Taixu God Mirror, and let the Ten Heavenly Gods suppress it. The difference in strength made Xiao Mo stunned by Ye Ting's blow, and he couldn't get rid of the Ten Directions Heavenly God Monument.
Although the Fengshentai is much stronger than the law of the Ten Directions Heavenly God Tablet, it is too isolated by the Void God Mirror, and the Ten Directions Heavenly God suppresses it, Xiao Mo can't borrow the power of the Fengshen Platform, but because he turns into a god, he lacks the ability to resist the suppression of the Ten Heavenly God Tablet.
Ye Ting adheres to his own fighting principles, and it is possible to decide the winner with one move.
A small mistake like a misplaced attack, in his hands, can become a decisive move. Others can give Xiao Mo a heavy blow at most, and for a strong person like Xiao Mo, even if it is an unsuspecting heavy blow, it is impossible to kill him with one blow.
Fengshen Taizhong, the divine soldiers rushed out to try to recapture Xiao Mo.
Ye Ting said: "Let the Heavenly Demon ......"
Sister Luo Qing was speechless, and rushed up with the demon soldiers, entangled with the divine soldiers.
On the nine-story platform, the tall man looked at the battle below, thoughtful. Demon soldiers, they are not affected by too much of the Fengshen Terrace, and they can still burst out with combat effectiveness?
Oh, it turns out that the key is in the demon cultivator named Ye Ting, and there is one thing on his body that can withstand the pressure of the Fengshen Stage.
This man must die......
"Senior sister, he wants to kill me, and I'm ...... Can't fight back. Ye Ting pointed to the top of the Fengshen Platform, and the man standing against the railing.
"Do you want to run away now?"
"There's no need to escape, he shouldn't be able to leave Fengshentai. I can only send the gods in my hands to deal with you and me. ”
Ye Ting said, released the Five Elements Guiyuan Flag, planted it on the ground, and let the rune life control the cloud barrier car, and he and Yang Mei joined the battlefield in a ghost car.
Ordinary divine soldiers, all of them are crushed characters under him, and the Heavenly Demon Sisters did not make a dead move, it was Ye Ting's order. These divine soldiers were all transformed by Xiao Mo's disciples, and Ye Ting also planned to try to lift the divine spirit laws on them.
The demon soldiers were entangled, and Ye Ting collected the divine soldiers one by one, sent them all into the Taixu Divine Mirror, and suppressed them with the Ten Heavenly God Tablets. The sum of these divine weapons is not as troublesome as a Xiao Mo, but fortunately, Ye Ting's realm is now improved, and the Ten Heavenly Gods are different from the past, and they still crush Xiao Mo's existence in terms of strength.
On the Fengshen platform, seeing that Xiao Mo and his men were all wiped out, the white-haired man frowned.
People like Ye Ting are the most troublesome, and the Fengshentai is almost invincible under the Kun Ruins, and that's because the law of the Fengshentai crushes everything. It's good if the Fengshen Platform has a real owner, but it's a pity that he is only a machine spirit and has not yet gotten rid of the restrictions of the Fengshen Platform.
If Ye Ting doesn't get rid of it, this god platform will be dangerous in the Kunxu. Although it is said that it can still escape, if it does not take root, how can Fengshentai continue to grow?
If you don't capture more monks to come in, there is no way to get resources, and without resources, the Fengshentai will gradually consume its strength and become weaker and weaker.
The boundless nothingness is also a harm to the Fengshentai.
In terms of law, Fengshentai can almost not escape any power, but when fighting, it will inevitably open certain formations and lose some of its energy. If you can't defeat the enemy, you won't gain anything, and this loss will be fatal.
The instrument spirit of the god sealing platform beckoned, and on the second layer below, Gao Yibai climbed the nine-story platform step by step, came to the machine spirit, and bowed his head.
The finger of the machine spirit was a little on his forehead, Gao Yibai staggered and fell, and a little Yuan Shen flew out of his eyes and landed on a list of enshrinements in the center of the high platform.
A white hair of the machine spirit flew up and struck forward, and the tall and white body suddenly turned into ashes.
"Hmph, you still want to save your fellow disciple back? Ji Ling sneered: "Gao Yibai, go kill Ye Ting and come back to restore your life." ”
On the list, Gao Yibai's Yuan Shen flew down, turned into a god, dressed in Jinjia, holding an iron whip, bowing to the spirit of the instrument, and said: "Yes, so-and-so, let's do it." ”
When Ye Ting saw Gao Yibai, he knew that something was wrong, this Gao Yibai had no body, but he was not a primordial god.
This is already on the list of gods, and unlike Xiao Mo, Xiao Mo was only temporarily transformed into a god general, and the machine spirit still wants to dig out some value in Xiao Mo. And Gao Yibai was directly killed, and his soul was sealed as a god.
I didn't have a divine whip, and it would be difficult to kill Gao Yibai. Because of Gao Yibai's roots, he is in the Fengshen Platform and the Fengshen List.
From the perspective of suppression, it is much more difficult to suppress Gao Yibai than to suppress Xiao Mo.
Xiao Mo's physical body is still there, most of the things of the Demon Gate Monk have not been transformed, and he is also rebelling against the power of the Fengshen Stage. Gao Yibai has completely turned into a god general, a lackey of the machine spirit.
"Ye Ting, take your life!" Gao Yibai rushed up with an iron whip in his hand, and at a distance of less than ten zhang, the iron whip turned into a huge whip shadow and swept over.
Thousands of winds with the smell of metal suppressed the power of the demon soldiers first, and the armor on the demon soldiers was shattered one after another, and the attack of this whip directly exploded to the strongest level.
"What the hell!" Luo Qing shouted angrily, opened his mouth and spit out a black smoke, which spread, and the whip shadow dissipated in the black smoke, leaving only one, which was drawn towards Ye Ting.
Ye Ting casually took a small heavenly thunder seal and swung the iron whip away.
On top of the iron whip, a little red appeared, as if the iron whip had been burned by flames. Gao Yibai shook his wrist, the iron whip swept back, and thousands of whip shadows appeared.
His footsteps trampled forward, and the ground also rippled, layer by layer, impacting the demon soldiers in front of him.
The Heavenly Demon Sisters had no choice but to put away the demon soldiers, this Gao Yibai was under the blessing of the Fengshen Platform, the pressure on the demon soldiers was too great, and there was a feeling that they couldn't resist.
Bang!
Luo Yu hit Gao Yibai's back in the heart with a kick, but he only kicked his toes painfully. (To be continued.) )