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"Ye Ting, the people of Yuejian Sect are very domineering. Don't use the Purple Demon Eye Technique to see it, as it will ruin your spell." Wu Yuanji's voice echoed in his ears like a ghost.

Ye Ting didn't take it seriously. If you want to say it's domineering, which sect is not domineering?

Just as he was thinking this, the sword cultivator suddenly flicked his fingers and a sword light flew towards Monk Zhuoji. If this sword hit, the smell of blood would attract crazy attacks from surrounding zombies.

Wu Yuanji naturally refused to accept such a situation. A right-angle folding knife flew out from his sleeve, touched the sword light, and flew back to his sleeve. Jian Xiu turned around and sneered, not taking action again.

Monk Zhuoji's neck was chilly. If Wu Yuanji didn't help, half of his head would be cut off.

"Go over there." Wu Yuanji suddenly raised his tone and urged Monk Zhuoji with some excitement.

Monk Zhuoji's face was bitter, crossing the zombie team?

"It's only thirty miles away, faster." Wu Yuanji urged coldly that if he could meet up with his junior sister, these minions would not be worth much. What's the point of death?

Monk Zhuoji gritted his teeth, waved his sword and chopped towards the zombies beside him. Ye Ting frowned and placed Wang Ruoke between him and Liu Wenji, speeded up and kept up with the team's pace.

He felt a little uneasy, and Wu Yuanji suddenly became like this. No matter what the monk saw, no matter what he saw?

Monk Zhuoji waved his sword, and as the blade vibrated, there was a misty sound of the Sanskrit, almost dispersing Wu Yuanji's red light. The team was getting faster and faster. Monk Zhuoji opened his mouth and held a golden bead in his mouth. He no longer cared about the rotten meat that had collapsed, rushed straight to the direction guided by Wu Yuanji.

Wang Ruocheng was in a daze and moved forward under the protection of Ye Ting and his mother. After walking for a while, he had to take a sip of the elixir liquid from the water bag. The smell in the air made her feel difficult to breathe. Her whole body was cold, and only one wrist was pulled by Ye Ting, which felt as hot as a fire.

Hu Yanyu released a golden seal, blocking the zombie squeezed up from behind. The golden seal flew up, and a golden armored general appeared, holding a large seal of six feet in size and smashing it at the zombie. Puff, puff, puff...

After walking thirty miles away, even Ye Ting didn't want to look back. Behind him is hell, what about the front?

A woman in a snow-white silk robe sat lazily in a small car. Her skin was as white as she could hardly tell the boundaries from her clothes. There was no tent on the car, and a umbrella was hanging on all sides. Her body and the hanging garlands were shaking gently, which made people's heartbeat faster.

The person who pulled the cart was four tall monks, their clothes were broken. Behind them, a whip flashed from time to time, whipping their backs fiercely.

Bang! Bang...

Every time, the zombies around him turned a blind eye to it, as if they could not smell the tempting blood.

Ye Ting had the urge to turn around and leave. Seeing the figure of the female cultivator, he felt that he had seen Yuan Fei again.

"Junior sister!" Wu Yuanji's face smiled, and he took a few steps forward and came to the side of the car.

"Senior Brother Yuanji."

Ye Ting was shocked. These four words were like the spring in the Northern Wilderness. On the dissolved glacier, the sound of broken ice colliding with each other with the ups and downs, ding dong dong, like the sound of nature, but the cold air was bone-broken.

Such a glacier will always devour countless lives.

The female cultivator bowed, and Ye Ting saw her face, under her faint long eyebrows, and a pair of dark eyes. Apart from that, he could not see anything, remember, or remember.

Ye Ting knew that the female cultivator was looking at him, and he was very careful. This made him creepy.

The dark eyes had no whites, just like the entrance to the abyss. In the abyss, a voice was summoning him, come over, come over quickly.

In his body, the true energy was imprisoned, the acupoints and meridians were as quiet as night, and the heaven and earth were completely isolated. Ye Ting's legs were heavy, slowly dragging, and wading through the mud. He wanted to walk over, kneel in front of the female cultivator, and kiss her snow-white feet.

Wang Ruoke felt unspeakable sadness on his body, and secretly sucked some pill liquid in the water bag. Suddenly Ye Ting let go of her hand and walked towards the car. Wang Ruoke opened his mouth and shouted: "Elder Ye?"

Ye Ting suddenly woke up, his sword intent was stirred, and anger filled his whole body, but he was imprisoned by the power of the female cultivator and could not be released.

"It's a big deal." The female cultivator gently spit out two words, shook her jade wrist, and raised her hand.

Wang Ruoke widened his eyes and felt that the pill liquid he had just drunk turned into countless sharp blades, stirring in her body. She opened her mouth in horror, her throat heated up, and her flesh and blood squirted out of her eye sockets at the same time. Her whole body was squeezed inward by invisible force, and the eroded flesh and blood inside her body instantly lost its restraint, exploded and filled Liu Wenji's body.

The female cultivator didn't care and said to Wu Yuanji: "You are here just in time, there are still four beasts that are pulled."

Wu Yuanji said happily: "Junior sister can use it."

Liu Wenji was stunned and even forgot her anger. She looked at the place where Wang Ruoke disappeared, with flesh and blood mixed with mud, covering a three-meter-long land.

Anger was stirring in Ye Ting's body, and he had nowhere to vent. He stared at the female cultivator's eyes, and in the darkness of the abyss, he could not see any emotion.

"This kid is good. Stay here with me and kill the rest." The female cultivator lazily said to Wu Yuan Yoshi.

Wu Yuanji waved his sleeves, and Liu Wenji's head was flying up in a daze, and blood spurted out from his neck, as if it was a bloody rain. Blood was sprinkled on Ye Ting's body, and several lines lay down from his cheeks, and the muscles that should have been trembling violently remained motionless.

"Rare..."

Hu Yanyu only said one word, Wu Yuanji's sleeves had been slapped, smashing half of his body into pieces. Wu Yuanji frowned slightly, disgusted with such a scene, but the junior sister liked it, so what could she do?

Ye Ting felt regretful. Why didn’t he kill this person at that time? How could Liu Wenji and Wang Ruoke die if they killed him?

remorse?

Ye Ting's crazy thoughts suddenly paused. He understood the reason. The female cultivator wanted to destroy his demonic heart.

The demonic heart has no regrets. Once it is broken, it is the time for the monk to disperse his skills.

"Good boy, come here quickly." The female cultivator waved to Ye Ting, and Ye Ting's body dispersed, but his feet did not move. He took a jade talisman from the treasure bag, knelt on one knee, and slapped the jade talisman towards the ground.

The Demon God's spell breaking method was running wildly, and the jade talisman hit the ground, and the clear light spread softly, wrapping Ye Ting inside. Wu Yuanji was shocked and reached out to grab it. His fingers touched Qingguang, felt a severe pain, and suddenly shrank back.

The female cultivator sat upright, looked at Ye Ting in surprise, and said, "Xuantian Standing Earth Talisman? It's so strange, where did you get it?"

The Xuantian Lidi Talisman is a famous thing in the Taoist sect. After being released, it will take only 300 breaths to protect himself. Such a long time is enough to allow Ye Ting to prepare a very complex spell. But what can a small condensate cultivator do to himself even if he prepares for a year?

The female cultivator was just strange. Ye Ting was clearly a monk from the Demon Sect, so how could he have the Xuantian Standing Talisman?

"Where did it come from? My master killed a few Taoist infant realms and snatched them." Ye Ting looked at the female cultivator and sneered. He and this person were already in a state of dying. Kill my companion and ruined my demonic heart?

He would rather remove a precious jade talisman than make it clear in front of the female cultivator.

The female cultivator smiled so hard that her branches trembled, and pointed at Ye Ting and said, "You kid, scare me with your master? Even if you go back and invite your master, I'm not afraid."

"You are also worthy of my master's actions?" Ye Ting's cheeks twitched, and he said word by word: "For the sake of you, if I go back and ask for help from the master, the master will probably drive me out of the wall. I, Ye Ting, swore here today that I will take your life with my own hands within ten years."

"Oh, I'm scared!" The female cultivator stroked her chest with her hands and smiled: "Your shitty master's sect is really pretty."

Hearing her say this, Ye Ting laughed instead.

"The ancestor is here, and this person is insulting my master's sect. Ye Ting is not an opponent today, so he avoids the edge. If this person cannot be killed in the future, I will kill one by one from the Lingjie Sect, and no one can kill him."

The female cultivator put away her smile and looked at Ye Ting and said, "I can't break the Xuantian Standing Talisman, but you can't move. What should you do when the power of the Talisman disappears?"

The Xuantian talisman is in the Taoist sect, and its defense is absolutely the top three. After using it, her feet cannot move half a step. The connection with the earth is cut off, and this method will be broken. The female cultivator will only wait for Ye Ting's talisman to fail, and will take him down again. What Ye Ting said, she would not care about it.

The Lingjie Sect is a large sect, with strong people everywhere. If any child can threaten her, how can she practice? Her practice is to destroy other people's demonic hearts.

"I shouldn't hate you. You ruined my demonic heart for practice. It's just... you killed my friend, so you had to die." Ye Ting felt his heart twitching. Wang Ruoke and Liu Wenji wanted to have flesh and blood on him, and they had begun to harden and condense.

"I'm wasting a Xuantian Standing Talisman, not to say these words to you clearly. I understand. I'm letting them hear my vows and I will avenge them." Ye Ting raised his hand and gently wiped away the flesh and blood from his face. In his purple palace sea of ​​consciousness, an invisible silk thread flew up and landed on the female cultivator.

Ye Ting became more and more calm, and there was a trace of emotion in the female cultivator's eyes like abyss. She felt something was wrong and sat upright slightly.

Ye Ting stopped looking at her, turned his eyes to Wu Yuanji and said, "Fellow Wu, I saved your life before, but I didn't expect you to break your promise. I was also wondering, is it me childish or is you shameless?"

Wu Yuanji wanted to laugh when he heard Ye Ting say that he saved his life, but he couldn't laugh when he looked at Ye Ting's eyes.

"I always felt that it was too ridiculous to destroy the whole family for a little hatred. Now I understand a little. The Spirit Ring Sect can allow people like you to climb to a high position, and there will be no good people.

"Are you a good person?" The female cultivator sneered, and a silver knife slipped out of her sleeve, just like the one used for manicure. The effective time of the Xuantian Lidi Talisman is about to end, so it is better to get rid of the disaster.

Seeing that she finally took out her weapon, Ye Ting said calmly: "You will know if I am a good person in the future."

Then, Ye Ting disappeared in front of everyone, as if he had never appeared before. The female cultivator let out a shrill roar, smashed the umbrella cover, and flew up in the air.
Chapter completed!