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Nagarjuna's short spear burst into seven colors of light. The boots on her feet had already kicked away. She barefoot was pressing on the sand and gravel barefoot, and her entire soles turned purple, and her speed increased again. There was a look of tyrannical expression in her eyes. △￠

"The monster must work hard, Fellow Daoist Bai is careful." The monk who turned his back to Ye Ting smiled and retreated, not forgetting to remind his companions.

The cultivators of the Spirit Ring Sect didn't care. The speed of the Dragon Tree increased, and the attack distance had not changed much. This monster was just a self-destructing demon pill, so there was a chance.

The colorful lights shot out on the short spear, and the monk was unaware of it and had retreated to only twenty feet away from Ye Ting. Suddenly, anger appeared without warning, locking him and covering him. The monk's soul trembled, and the jade pendant on his waist automatically shattered, and a giant yellow shield appeared behind him.

Ye Ting dragged the afterimage, and the Earth Flame Sword was a little on the giant shield. It had bypassed the monk's defense and stabbed the monks of the Spirit Ring Sect with one sword. After the Qinglian Sea of ​​Anger was completed, there were countless changes. The most important change was that Ye Ting could choose which blow the sword technique exploded.

As for the inspiration of anger? After Liu Wenji and his daughter died, Ye Ting's demonic heart had a subtle change, and his anger erupted in two consecutive times became the first skill branch of the birth of the Qinglian Anger Sea.

Draw the sword in anger and kill people in anger.

Ye Ting's tongue burst into spring thunder and shouted at the cultivator of the Spirit Ring Sect: "Maha!"

The cultivator of the Spirit Ring Sect was frightened by anger. He knew that his opponent was just a condensation cultivator, but he couldn't help but tremble in his heart. When Ye Ting drank, he immediately broke the defense method.

Ye Ting's yell was a mantra in the Ten Directions forbidden Techniques. His realm was insufficient, but while his opponent was panicked, he actually let the opponent's true energy solidify for a moment.

The Earth Flame Sword is pricked in the heart, and the lotus shadow blooms.

A golden mirror at the heart of the cultivator of the Spirit Ring Sect was cut open by a lotus shadow. After the golden mirror, a hole the size of a fist was broken with close-fitting soft armor, and the earth flame sword body passed through his chest.

Killing the cultivator of the Spirit Ring Sect, a top-grade talisman inspired by the cultivator of the Spirit Ring Sect then penetrated Ye Ting's afterimage, hovering in the air, but it was a sharp blade bent at a right angle.

Ye Ting let go at the same time, made seals with both hands, and a thunder seal made the head of the spiritual ring cultivator into ashes. No matter what methods you have, you can't live like this.

The dragon tree behind him said in pain, and Ye Ting did not look back. The green lotus behind his head was born and died, and released the Niwan divine forbidden. In the battle belt, the spiritual weapon was raised. At the same time, Ye Ting's shout came from the heart of the monk attacking the dragon tree.

"Lu Zhongyou, do you know your guilt!"

In a daze, the light of Jiazi's sword light lit up in his soul, cutting off his vitality. Jiazi slashed and cut off the monk's head, and was called back by Ye Ting and returned to his combat belt.

He used the sword technique in the Qinglian Sword Song one after another, and still used all his strength, Ye Ting's true energy was almost exhausted. He did not inspire the pills in the battle belt, but took a Demon Spirit Moon Eclipse Pill from the Qingyu Space, stimulated the pill pattern, and swallowed it.

"Is there any?" Nagarjuna knelt on the ground and gasped, her hair was scattered, and her short spear was leaning in her hand, and the light disappeared. At the left side of her back, a long and deep wound was still seeping out blood.

Ye Ting took a Taoist elixir from the treasure bag and slapped it directly on the wound of Nagarjuna. The elixir was crushed, but the elixir pattern expanded and penetrated into the texture. The Taoist elixir was gentler than Ye Ting's magical elixir, but she was a demon, not a human. The pain when the medicine was stimulated made the short spear she leaned in her hand shake violently.

Ye Ting hurriedly put away the two corpses, and the Earth Flame Sword Return Box. Dragon Stories had already stood up, grabbed Ye Ting's hand, and a magic wood escape rushed to the forest in the distance.

The two of them ran speechlessly. The place just now was too dangerous. If a human monk came to investigate, both of them would lose their peak combat power, even the foundation-building monk might not be able to deal with it.

After running for more than a hundred miles, Nagarjuna had already penetrated into the forest before Nagarjuna stopped. Ye Ting immediately took out two corpses, threw them on the ground, and asked Nagarjuna, "Do you eat people?"

Nagarjuna shook her head. She was a monster from the sect. Although she had not received the precepts, she refused to eat it.

Ye Ting did not talk nonsense, simply stripped off the two corpses and took out all the space equipment. The true energy was restored a little. Ye Ting looked up the tokens of the two monks and found that there was no space inside, so he was directly destroyed.

One of the monks' storage bags had a large space, more than two meters square, and there was no way to go on it. Ye Ting hung around his waist, but the space equipment of the monks of the Spirit Ring Sect was a white jade ring.

Ye Ting's Demon God broke the spell and destroyed the demon patterns left by the sect inside, so as not to be tracked. The red flame in Ye Ting's palm beat a few times, and he refined it casually, changing its color and appearance, and putting it in his hand.

The space equipment cannot be stored on top of the top, and the quality of this ring is excellent, so Ye Ting refused to throw it away.

Nagarjuna tidied up her hair, her eyes regained a little bit of her spirit. After seeing Ye Ting pack up her things, she said to Ye Ting: "Why did Mr. Ye get here?"

"It's hard to describe, what about you?"

Nagarjuna smiled bitterly and said, "I left with your shuttle and got lost on the sea. I don't know why I entered this place. Mr. Ye, how about we walking with you?"

"Can you trust me?" Ye Ting said in surprise. Even if he saved her twice, as a transformed monster, he shouldn't believe it so easily.

"I was very hurt, so I could only entrust my life to Mr. Ye."

“Najima…”

"My name is Naruto Seii, Naruto is my last name."

Ye Ting nodded and said, "Nao Shu, I know that your talent can confuse the seven senses of the monks. I am also good at breaking attacks and can cooperate with each other to kill the monks of Jiedan. But before that, I made enemies with a cultivator of the Spirit Ring Sect. She is very strong, even better than the Yuan Fei we met."

Nagarjuna's heart trembled. Yuan Fei, the human monk who almost killed her. She was no match for her in her lair.

"I must kill her, but now I'm not strong enough. If you walk with me and encounter her, I will leave you and leave. Can you understand?"

Nagarjuna nodded and said, "I understand, Mr. Ye. If you meet her, it is my life."

Seeing that Nagarjuna insisted, Ye Ting stopped persuading her and said to her: "It's still not safe here. Let's stay away from here first and let you recover from your injuries. By the way, do you have something to eat?"

With a wave of Nagarjuna's sleeves, colorful fog spread out from her sleeves and dissipated into the forest. In just a moment, the area nearly two miles was floating in color.

"It's good here. Mr. Ye, monks are searching everywhere, and it's the same wherever they go." Longshu said tiredly. She was tired of hiding. She was tired of cultivating in the same place, but it was better to run around.

"Do you have something to eat?" Ye Ting asked again. Nagarjuna was happy when asked and said to Ye Ting: "Young Master Ye is so hungry?"

"Practicing a secret method requires a lot of food." Ye Ting told the truth.

"It's like our monster." Nagarjuna became a little kind when he heard Ye Ting say it.

"Before I came out, I prepared a lot of food rations, but food rations are just like your elixirs. They are not only used to fill the stomach, but also heal the wounds. Mr. Ye, if you want to practice food, you have to give me all the elixirs you can't use." Nagarjuna said to Ye Ting seriously.

Ye Ting simply released all the spoils from the space equipment and piled them on the ground. After thinking about it, he took out all the things in the treasure bag.

Nagarjuna lowered his head to the examination and said to Ye Ting: "Young Master Ye, the elixirs of the Demon Sect and the Dao Sect are poisonous to me. Although I will not be poisoned to death, it will be a bit painful if I take it. Don't feel at a disadvantage."

Nagarjuna's words and deeds were the same. She took most of Ye Ting's accumulated collection, and the remaining things were mainly materials and talismans. Seeing her busy figure, Ye Ting's wounds were also shrinking and recovering, and even the dresses were closed together.

The demon, the spiritual beauty of the world, once ruled the world. Now it is in decline, the only heavenly demon is said to have been suppressed in the Great Leiyin Temple, and the other little demons are struggling to seek a glimmer of hope.

After Nagarjuna finished packing up, she took a wooden box from her arms and handed it to Ye Ting, and asked again: "Mr. Ye, how much do you need for such rations?"

The wooden box is not small, and there is no spatial attribute inside. Ye Ting's spiritual consciousness scanned it and found that there were nine fruits neatly placing them. These nine fruits are not the same variety, and the only thing in common is that they contain rich spiritual energy.

"The Taoist fields of Tianci Gate are not taken care of. These rations have been severely degraded. I wonder if they are suitable for use?" Nagarjuna asked Ye Ting with some trepidation.

"Probably, you need six boxes. If you have too few, you will have five boxes, and you can't lose any more." Ye Ting estimated the consumption of the practice of the Nine Body of the Demon, and told Nagarjuna.

"Fortunately, let's leave these to Mr. Ye." Nagarjuna took eight more wooden boxes from his arms, a total of nine boxes, and piled them in front of Ye Ting.

Ye Ting was not polite, and he put them away.

"Nao Shu, how long can your confusion last?" Ye Ting was preparing to practice the Nine Body Technique of the Heavenly Demon. The entire secret realm was full of monks searching for ancient ruins, and there was indeed no safe place.

"I will cultivate here for three months to refine something." Nagarjuna remembered the fact that he was almost tortured to death by two human monks because of his lack of long-range attack methods, and gritted his teeth.

Ye Ting knew that the demon clan refining weapons was based on talent instinct and he could not help. Dragon Tree slowly withdrew ten feet away and hid his body in the colorful miasma. Ye Ting also held his kettle in his hand, and the flames of the Demonic Red Lotus wrapped the kettle and put it in his palm.

With the food provided by Nagarjuna, Ye Ting does not need this little spiritual liquid. It is better to repair the kettle as much as possible, so that the quantity and quality of the spiritual liquid produced can be greatly improved. After he advanced to build the foundation, the Nine Body Technique of the Heavenly Demons will continue to practice, and the consumption will be greater at that time.

You can't expect Nagarjuna to always provide food. This kind of fruit is taken by core monks in the sect.

Nagarjuna glanced at Ye Ting, who was separated by colorful miasma. Ye Ting opened the wooden box, swallowed a fruit, and began to practice. Nagarjuna was cruel and inserted his short spear beside him, grabbed his left finger and broke it hard.
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