"Then I'll hide?" asked Nagarjuna.

"No, stay with me. Ye Ting put the demon refining sword pupil as far away as possible, and finally saw the appearance of the comer clearly.

The first person was dressed in an earthy yellow robe, holding a tin staff, a large head without a crown, and a bald head with pits. He has a string of Buddhist beads on his neck, which is snow-white and round, and his figure is tall and muscular.

This monk is followed by twenty-four monks, which is very interesting, there are both the Demon Gate and the Dao Gate, obviously not together, but they were forcibly gathered together by this monk.

There is even a monk of the Moon Sword Sect? This is even more interesting, if you want to coerce a sword cultivator, it is not only something that can only be done by being strong. Jian Xiu Ning can't bend, if you want to control Jian Xiu, you have to be mentally prepared to be bitten by Jian Xiu.

At least this monk's persuasion skills are top-notch, but fortunately it's not from Tennoji.

Ye Ting was thinking about how to deal with this matter, when the monk suddenly glanced at the sky and seemed to see the existence of the Demon Refining Sword Pupil. Ye Ting didn't dodge, so he used the Demon Refining Sword Pupil to look at the monk.

The monk raised his hand to the Demon Refining Sword Pupil, Ye Ting thought about it, and then released the Corpse Demon Golden Armor, jumped on the shoulder of the Corpse Demon Golden Armor and sat down, letting Nagarjuna be in front and himself behind, walking in the direction where the monk was.

The monk was also traveling at a normal pace, and did not appear aggressive. The two sides approached until the distance of twenty zhang before stopping, which was extremely close to the monks in the condensation stage.

The monk took a few steps forward, his voice was like a bell, and he said to Ye Ting: "The poor monk has heard a lot, and the Discipline Institute of Tieji Temple enforces the law, dare to ask the donor......

"Ye Ting, disciple of Dragon Control City, this is my guard. Ye Ting nodded to Na Duowen.

Duowen was awe-inspiring in his heart, he could see that the relationship between Ye Ting and Nagarjuna was dominated by Ye Ting, but he didn't expect that Nagarjuna was Ye Ting's guard. The Iron Threshold Temple is too far away from Fengzhou, and I have not heard of the name of Dragon City. Fengzhou is also very closed to the outside world, and Wang Lieyang passed by when he traveled, so he had some understanding of Dragon City.

The Corpse Demon Golden Armor is an extremely powerful piece of equipment, and he can't see through the level.

"This secret realm has been blocked by the strong, donor, why don't we go together to avoid risks?"

Ye Ting smiled and said to Na Duowen: "Of course it's not good." ”

"Why is that?"

"I'm a monk of the Demon Gate, and I can't trust you, a monk. Ye Ting smiled, but his gaze fell on the sword cultivator of the Moon Sword Sect. That sword cultivator frowned, as if he had something on his mind.

"Master Ye, the Iron Threshold Temple is not a precept. "I don't get angry when I hear it, and I still fist with great heart.

"Oh?" Ye Ting's gaze twisted, fell on the top of the monk's head, and said with a smile: "Master, I am good friends with the Moon Sword Sect, and I want to say a few private words to him, I don't know if it's okay?" Ye Ting pointed to the monk of the Moon Sword Sect.

The monk was stunned for a moment, if he wasn't allowed, what he just said would be tantamount to fart. The opinion of the portal was said by Ye Ting first, and he had already refuted it.

"You have to do it. Monk Duowen turned sideways, and the monk of the Moon Sword Sect stepped forward step by step, walking towards Ye Ting.

When he came to the place three feet in front of Ye Ting, the corpse demon golden armor suddenly bent down, grabbed him in the palm of his hand, and raised it. Duowen monk's eyebrows tightened, but he saw the corpse demon golden armor lifting the Moon Sword Sect monk in front of Ye Ting, and Ye Ting and the monk were face to face.

"I have an old relationship with Master Lieyang, what's your name?" Ye Ting's Demon Refining Sword pupil retracted and looked directly into the eyes of the sword cultivator.

The monk of the Moon Sword Sect felt the sword intent burst into flames, exploded in the Mud Pill Palace, suddenly woke up, and shouted, "Daoist friend save me! That monk is ......"

Ye Ting didn't care who the monk was, before the Moon Sword Sect monk finished speaking, his attack had already been issued, the thunder light roared, the thunder source seal was released, and nearly a hundred fluttering thunder balls with electric light covered the twenty-four monks on the opposite side.

Duo Wen sneered, raised his thick palm, and a golden palm the size of three zhang instantly swelled, sweeping towards Lei Yuanyin's attack.

"The Dharma is boundless!" said the monk. Nearly a hundred thunderballs pierced the golden palm he had unleashed, mercilessly sweeping over the bodies of those foundation building monks.

Twenty-three foundation building monks, eighteen under the seven-story building, screamed under the attack of Lei Yuanyin, in the end, black smoke spewed out from the seven orifices, and life and death were uncertain. The five monks who had built the foundation of the seven-story building were still barely standing, and the corpse demon golden armor took a step forward and slapped it down.

It is nothing to hear a lot of anger and die a few monks, but these monks are collected by him with great effort and used for cultivation. Seeing that he is about to enter the Buddha Gate, this is a great merit!

Nagarjuna opened her mouth and spat out her demon weapon, an amber Bodhi bead.

Duowen was immediately attracted by Nagarjuna's demon weapon, and the pupils in his eyes turned into a golden Sanskrit. This is at least a million years of Bodhi!

What Ye Ting is waiting for is this opportunity, no monk will not be moved in the face of Nagarjuna's Bodhi Bead, if he is moved, then go and die!

A sword light lit up in the purple gold lotus platform that smelled a lot, and he was shocked by it, and he heard a shout that pointed directly at people's hearts: "Smell more, are you guilty!"

Ye Ting had Nagarjuna by his side, and the Star Demarcation Law determined that there were no other enemies within a distance of one hundred and twenty miles, and he had no scruples about asking for guilt. And most importantly, even if you fail......

Nagarjuna held a bronze rhombic mirror in both hands, and when she looked at Duowen, she let go of one hand and scratched her fingers on the mirror, crossing Duowen's neck in the mirror. In the rhombic mirror, Duowen's head flew into the sky, blood splattered everywhere.

Duowen covered his neck with his hands, as if he had really been decapitated by Nagarjuna.

How is it possible! I have already cultivated the Purple Golden Lotus Terrace......

Yes, I am guilty, in order to improve my cultivation, I have tempted how many people to enter the Tiejian Temple and become temple slaves. knew that the abbot had become an evil demon, but he never thought of stopping it, but instead acted for the tiger. It is a big iron threshold temple, from a Buddhist holy place to a hell on earth.

I'm guilty!

Duowen looked up and saw that Ye Ting jumped down from the huge puppet and slashed with a sword.

Ye Ting remembered the lesson, if he didn't kill the opponent, it would be difficult to stop asking for the crime. Unless you are ruthless, you can make up for your soul with an extra sword. So why bother?

This thief was easily broken by himself, and he did a lot of bad things. If he is open in this life, he can support it for a while more and recall the mistakes of his previous life.

Ye Ting dared to come up and slash with questioning, not worried about the backlash, it was not because the Moon Sword Sect monk asked for help. More than 20 monks followed him, and the methods used by the monks were definitely not very bright.

With a successful sword, the pupils of the demon refining sword dispersed, and it turned into a sword mango lotus pattern again, and it circled Na Duowen's body, cutting off the space equipment and the treasures of the Buddha Gate, and bringing them back to Nagarjuna's hands.

Nagarjuna was also excited, this sneak attack was based on herself, first using Bodhi beads to attract the attention of Duowen monks, and after Ye Ting asked for sin, she released the Seven Feelings Treasure Mirror, which directly shook Duowen's Buddha heart.

In the past, if you want to kill a Dharma King so quickly, both yourself and Ye Ting will suffer some damage!

Ye Ting manipulated the Corpse Demon Golden Armor forward, slapped it down, and included those monks who were struggling into the Corpse Demon Golden Armor. The Moon Sword Sect cultivator's heart was beating when he saw it, Ye Ting glanced back and said to him, "Is there any friend of yours here?"

"Nope. The Moon Sword Sect monk shook his head.

Fortunately, no, Ye Ting thought to himself. It's a little irritable to control the corpse demon golden armor by yourself, at least you have to screen the target before you do it.

However, he was able to save the monks of the Moon Sword Sect purely because of the resonance of the sword qi, and it was usually difficult for the monks who were accused of their souls to recover. Dead is dead......

Ye Ting didn't dwell on it for too long, the rules in the Demon Gate, indiscriminately killing innocents, are mostly for mortals. In the face of monks, the bottom line of the Demon Gate is just refining the soul. He killed twenty-three foundation building monks, and the master would not scold himself at all. This is a sin that is indiscriminate, and it is less than killing twenty-three mortals.

It's time to introspect later. Thinking of this, Ye Ting said to Nagarjuna: "I want to absorb this smell, you help me protect the Fa." ”

"Yes. "Nagarjuna's vigilance is mainly aimed at the monks of the Moon Sword Sect, and there are no people from any sect nearby.

Ye Ting urged the corpse demon golden armor to include the corpse of Duowen. In the corpse demon golden armor, the sound of the grinding disc turning sounded, rumbling like thunder. Ye Ting took the initiative to run the Qinglian Sword Song and suppressed the irritability in his heart.

It took a full two quarters of an hour for Ye Ting to feel that the backlash of the corpse demon golden armor had stopped. If you don't take the initiative to control it, you will find it difficult to control your feelings and become bloodthirsty and irritable. In the case of strict zhòng, he may not even recognize the people around him, and he attacks indiscriminately.

Also, the sin slash can't be used too much, the consumption of this true qi and divine consciousness is purely different from person to person. This time the loss was greater than any other time, and more than eighty percent of the true qi was exhausted at once, and the soul was a little tired.

This is simply a desperate method, he has Nagarjuna, and he can kill Duowen with the Qinglian Angry Sea.

With Nagarjuna, you shouldn't rely too much on asking for guilt.

For the first time, Ye Ting had doubts and worries about Qinglian Sword Song. If you ask if you use too many sins, will you become the same person as the owner of Jinao Island?

No matter how much you admire him, don't do that!

When this thought was born, it became a seed and was rooted in Ye Ting's thinking. In the future, no matter how good he is at cultivating and sinning, he will eventually go to another path.

The inheritance of master and apprentice has no the same result.

After receiving the corpse demon golden armor, Ye Ting asked the name of the monk of the Moon Sword Sect.

"My name is Ma Yun, and I studied under Li Zhenyi. The people who have been cleaning up the evil sect outside the secret area, the secret realm has changed greatly, I came to meet the master, and I met the monk of the Tieji Temple halfway. The Iron Threshold Temple was originally a Buddhist sect and had an excellent reputation. I didn't expect ...... He actually controlled my soul, if it weren't for the resonance of the sword qi, I am afraid that life would be better than death. Ma Yun looked ashamed.

If a sword cultivator dies in battle, it is nothing, and it is a great shame to be accused of his soul.

"Your master is dead. Ye Ting didn't care whether Ma Yun could stand it or not, and directly told the truth.

"What!" Ma Yun had just gotten rid of the soul control, and when he heard the bad news, he was suddenly a little overwhelmed, his eyes were red, and he couldn't hold back tears, and the eight-foot-tall man was just trembling when he stood there.

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