The cultivators in the lower sect are not afraid of the Five Prisons Divine Soldiers. The limit of the power of the Five Prisons Divine Soldiers is only the infant realm. They have not yet reached the level of the virtual realm. This divine weapon cannot be more powerful than human cultivators. If it is created by the Virtual Realm cultivators, they will still be afraid of it.

The monks in the lower sect are not stupid. If these five prison gods appear again after fighting, the trouble will be greater if they are unexpectedly caused. The other party releases them in advance, obviously because they see that there are many people on their side and they don’t want to be in front of them, so they directly withdraw from the defense line and release preparatory means.

From this perspective, I am not at a loss, the other party is at a loss.

The nine infant realms were smiling and looked at the city in the distance. No matter what the enemy guarded the ruins, they would completely destroy them.

But as time goes by, the smiles of these nine infant realms become cold and cannot be maintained.

Because the illusion has not subsided for an hour, not to mention that the Five Prisons Divine Weapons are still absorbing the power of the earth veins, becoming stronger and more powerful.

The power of the Five Prisons Divine Weapons will increase, although it will eventually be in the state of great perfection of the Infant Realm, the problem is that I will kill you as soon as possible. As for?

Looking at the extremely stinky feces, the faces of the nine infant realms became even more ugly.

The other party is very good at controlling the heart of the lower sect, and he is a strong enemy.

After Ye Ting returned, he met with Li Wenduo and others. Because the enemy was crushing, the infant realm here did not dare to disperse, and the monks of Jiedan set up their own formations to protect themselves.

At that time, the monks from the Baihua Continent did not know how to get down the door, so they suffered heavy casualties. There was a gap between the two sides. The monks from the Tianli Sect gathered to attack, and when they met the monks from the Baihua Continent who were alone, they almost crushed them.

Of course, the Baihua Sect will not make this mistake now. When it is really a fight, these infant cultivators will take action. The scale of casualties will be reduced to a very small extent.

As long as the opponent's number of infant realms exceeds three, more monks will be gathered immediately on the Baihua Continent. If the numerical advantage cannot be maintained, monks from Baihua Continent would rather retreat than try to contact the enemy.

"You said, will they rush over?" Li Wenhe asked Ye Ting not far away.

"Won't."

"Why?"

"Because they have already hit my procrastination plan, let us continue. This is the arrogance of the lower door."

Li Wenhe thought, and Ye Ting seemed to have a deeper understanding of the lower sect. The Baihua Sect's understanding was only above the battle, but he had never thought about the other party's way of thinking.

Ye Ting spoke at this time. Of course, he was urging the Five Prison God Soldiers to say something.

"Fellow Taoists from the Tianli Sect, please come back. The reinforcements from our side will arrive in one day. When the illusion disappears, you will have no chance."

The leading Infant Realm monk sneered: "Do you think I will believe you?"

"I just think that you are unwilling to eat shit and unwilling to leave. You look very wise, but you are actually not smelling the smell. Anyway, you will rush over sooner or later, why bother?"

"Wait slowly. We also have reinforcements." The monk was unmoved. He had been waiting for more than an hour anyway. This illusion was about to cover the four fields and block the way to march from every angle. The consumption was absolutely great and it would not last long.

"Is the battle here?"

"What's wrong?"

Ye Ting thought to himself that there is really a possibility that he will hold the other side. If both sides repeatedly increase reinforcements, this place will eventually become a huge battlefield.

In this way, the casualties will inevitably be severe. Are you a disaster star in the Hundred Flowers Continent?

Speaking of which, when I left Fengzhou, my luck was the best. I reached the extreme in the Seven-Star Secret Realm. After that, although my luck did not decline, my luck was different.

Luck is a very important thing in the life of a monk. Luck is like a random wealth. The two are inverted in words and their connotations can be completely different.

After leaving the secret realm, I can earn much less, and every battle consumes almost more than my income.

When we arrived at the Baihua Continent, although the Baihua Sect treated us well, it was far inferior to the sect we had encountered before. In other words, our strength had increased and our treatment had decreased.

Ye Ting sneered and activated the Five Prisons Divine Soldiers. The Five Prisons Divine Soldiers threw the spear in their hands with a hundred feet of spear. The wind and thunder were wrapped around the spear, and the five colors suddenly penetrated through the phantom and headed straight for the monk who was talking to Ye Ting.

The monk reached out and a pattern of stars appeared in front of him. The spear flew into it and disappeared.

Just as the monk was about to say something, the spear suddenly appeared behind him and flew horizontally. There was another infant realm dozens of feet away around him, and the length of the spear was a hundred feet. If this horizontal line was swept up.

The monk caught him off guard. In the formation of the nine of them, the spear appeared without warning. He had only time to activate a jade pendant on his body, and then he heard a deafening impact.

The jade pendant was shattered and the spear was shattered, and blood was bleed out from the monk's eyes.

"He is very strong, he will be the first to kill him!" The monk gritted his teeth, stabilized his body in the air, and said loudly. As soon as he finished speaking, another stream of blood spurted out from his throat.

The nine infant realms retreated at the same time, but the smell was too bad after the spear was crushed.

"Since you want to fight to the decisive battle, wait slowly." The monk led by the leader turned around and retreated more than a mile to avoid the smell.

Ye Ting thought about it and still endured it. The opponent had a good control of the distance. The Five Prisons Divine Soldiers really needed to fight nearby. If it was too far, it would be easily defeated.

Besides, even if the Five Prisons Divine Soldiers could rush over to fight, Ye Ting refused, because it would make the Five Prisons Divine Soldiers covered with a foul smell. If you want to control the Divine Soldiers, you would have to be wrapped in the stinky smell.

But Ye Ting had his own countermeasures. He controlled the Five Prisons Divine Soldiers, surrounded the ruins of the city, and began to add armor to the bodies of the Divine Soldiers. Under the earth, a yellowish glow repeatedly emerged and wrapped around the Five Prisons Divine Soldiers. There were layers of armor attached to the bodies of the Five Prisons Divine Soldiers.

Moreover, the spear thrown by the Five Prisons Divine Soldiers was quickly restored.

Li Wenduo said nothing. The Five Prison Divine Weapons absorbed the power of the earth veins underground, which is also a kind of vitality of heaven and earth. Humans cannot directly absorb it, but this puppet can do it.

However, Ye Ting's control was really too cruel. A hundred feet wide area appeared around the ruins of the city, and its vitality became thinner and thinner. All the power of the earth veins, plus the vitality that humans could not absorb directly, were wrapped around the body of the Five Prisons Divine Weapons and turned into thicker armor.

The power of the earth veins in the city was not affected. This is the most terrifying thing.

Those monks from the Tianli Sect were also a little uncomfortable when they saw it. They always felt that they had done something wrong, but they couldn't figure out what was wrong.

While Ye Ting was resting, the Five Prisons Divine Soldiers also stopped and looked into the distance.

"Fellow Taoist of the Tianli Sect, my five-prison god weapons can grow bigger and bigger. Do you still have to wait?"

The monks of the Tianli Sect simply ignored Ye Ting. The bigger the heavier the more powerful it was. They all knew that if these five Prison Divine Soldiers were too big, I see how you maintain it!

The Five Prisons Divine Weapons are still growing, but the growth rate is very slow. However, the new changes make them feel more depressed the more they look at. The armor of the Five Prisons Divine Weapons thickened, and the colors are fixed layer by layer to form the Five Elements Divine Armor. The difficulty of breaking this puppet is greatly increased.

Then there is the change in the left arm of the Five Prisons Divine Soldiers. There is a narrow and long shield on the arm armor, and the two ends extend out metal structures, each with a hook.

This is the metallic power that is too strong, so new weapons are born.

Ye Ting was also happy. This was his limit, but the five elements magic in the divine weapon was considered a great success. If he could create the legendary Five Prison Immortal Soldier, that is, the Yellow Turban Powerful Man, then he would be almost not far from becoming an immortal.

When these five prison gods grew to a height of forty feet, they roared to the sky, and then the stars in the sky landed and rushed into its body.

"Damn it!"

People from the Tianli Sect are also good at controlling the power of stars, but they are not as magical as Ye Ting. They naturally know that this is the power of the Five Prisons Divine Weapons that hook up the nine heavens and connect the earth veins.

In terms of combat effectiveness, this makes the Five Prisons Divine Soldiers much stronger. The most important thing is that it already has the ability to repair automatically. Even if the repair speed is slow, it becomes extremely disgusting.

"Send someone back, pass the image to the sect, send more personnel, and ask the senior brother to come here." The monk in charge said helplessly. The other party's methods were obviously not something he could deal with. He originally didn't want the senior brother to come forward, but now he will definitely not be able to get all the credit, so he has to give it to the senior brother.

But what can I do? The means that those who can control the Five Prisons Divine Weapons to this level are already approaching the virtual realm, and are also unique in the lower gate.

At this time, Li Wenhe immediately instructed his subordinates to send people back to convey information and tell the master about the five Prisons Divine Soldiers. The Dragon City should be an extremely powerful sect and should give Ye Ting a certain respect.

Because if Ye Ting could kill more monks in the lower sect, in fact, from the perspective of cause and effect, the lower sect would also hate Yulong City, and the effect of sharing hatred was very good.

This is a matter of luck. I cannot let Ye Ting die in battle and share the pressure of the sect. It depends on allies. A few cultivators are nothing. The most important thing is to join a powerful sect.

Baihua Sect never thought of surrendering to the sect. This was destined to be a long war, and it might never end until the day when the sect perished.

The Five Prisons Divine Soldiers squatted down, grabbed a handful of soil with their left hand, rolled on the ground, and turned into a small Wu Earth Divine Soldier, following behind the Five Prisons Divine Soldiers.

Ye Ting made a breakthrough in wartime, but he would not stop. If this understanding is interrupted, even if there is still next time, it will be different from this time.

The Five Prisons God Soldiers grabbed a ball of water vapor and condensed another Gui Water Soldier. They were slightly smaller in size and held a frost knife and followed it. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!