Authentic Magic Gate

On the side of the demon clan, the monks in the station and Ye Ting had fought for a few days, and they knew each other. Then a dozen demon clan expressed their willingness to join Ye Ting. When finished, the equipment designed by Ye Ting for them was completely built.

Attack the world of gods? Eating a protoss is a hundred times better than eating ten human monks. For demon clan, **** is the best thing to eat.

And human monks can communicate and can be friends, and the Protoss will definitely not work.

Ye Ting wants to make friends and fight the Protoss. As long as he has enough strength, these demon clan, although accustomed to human beings, do not feel any sense of disobedience.

Because Ye Ting is a strong man, Xiong Erdu played a tie with him. There are so many human strong men around Ye Ting. Isn't it normal to make friends with the strong men?

Ye Ting could see their thoughts, and it was no wonder that Xiong Erneng, who had a rough appearance, commanded them. The brains of this group of demon races still have more muscles and few smart ones.

When Ye Ting and others built a stronghold and then went to the Protoss world, there were two more adventurous demon clan around them. They were willing to fight with Ye Ting and go to find the way first.

However, they are not really stupid. They still signed a contract with Ye Ting. If they died in battle, the first thing is to protect the Yuanshen. Yuanshen cannot protect it, and there is also the issue of compensation. The demon clan is different from human beings, no matter how strong the practice is, there will not be much less left behind. When the human monks reach the virtual realm, it is impossible to reproduce the offspring.

These two demon have direct blood lineage continuation, and they have some problems in their own practice. They must go to the world of the gods to find a breakthrough opportunity, or they can spare a life and leave some legacy to their descendants.

Fang Yi entered the world of spirits. Oncoming is when tens of millions of fireballs are paved into the face.

At the same time, behind him, there was a mess of divine powers on the left and right. Ye Ting and others were naturally prepared for the momentum. All escape methods were used and forced to move away.

There are protoss in all directions, and the number is huge. The total number has exceeded one million.

Ye Ting and others were inexplicably found that they had fallen into the battlefield. The Protoss of this world was in a civil war, and at least more than five forces were fighting in this battlefield. No one can tolerate anyone.

Only the Protoss will have such chaotic wars, and the Human Demon Clan will unite to control the number of enemies to a minimum.

However, the overall strength of the Million Protoss war is not as high as that brought by Ye Ting this time, which is equivalent to less than fifty Protoss in the virtual realm. Ye Ting and others saw the situation clearly, but did not immediately enter the battlefield, but forced After rushing for nine days, he was out of the war zone.

really. This world war is spreading, there is no strong human race invasion of the Protoss, and it is still fighting each other. Ye Ting rejoices. Only in this way can we fish in muddy water.

Looking down on Jiutiangangqi, the whole world of the Protoss is extremely vast. This is just one of the continents. The continent of the Protoss world is different from Kyushu. It is like a star, and it is flat. The size of each continent is also much larger than the stars.

As a virtual monk, Ye Ting and others cannot see the edge of this continent, but the rules of the Protoss world are not so strict. The scope of the consciousness of Ye Ting, the monks of the virtual realm, has expanded to 300,000 miles away. The combat control distance is estimated to be at least 30,000 miles.

Ye Ting and others swept unscrupulously. A suitable target was quickly found. Ye Ting ordered everyone to take back their consciousness and launch the Five Prison Lotus Terrace above the nine days. Everyone gathered on the Lotus Terrace to discuss what to do next.

Ye Tingdao: "The power of this **** is equivalent to the existence of the great consummation of the virtual realm, and we have almost no possibility of trickery."

Tang Ji said depressed: "So, we may have to give up directly?"

"Can't give up. The world rules of this **** are sparse. The real combat power of this innate **** is only equivalent to my brother. The trouble is that he is not alone. There are many powerful **** guards."

Many Void monks are also secretly communicating. The innate gods are powerful, not to mention, and the envoys are also equivalent to human Void monks. Between the entry of the Void and the disaster, there are probably thousands.

"This world is so annoying." Tang Ji said again: "The next time we come, the place of arrival will change, and it may not be necessary to find the right target."

This is where he is troubled. The target he can discover this time is a huge guardian.

come back next time? It may be sent to other continents. These continents are regarded as close neighbors tens of millions of miles apart. It is too difficult to transfer to another continent.

Ye Ting judged and said, "It's not a problem to kill this god. The question is how much we have to pay. Both Yang Mei and I need at least half an hour to get this god. You can stick to half At the time, don't let others influence me and Yang Mei? "

Tang Ji and Song Xiaoxue both shook their heads and defended for half an hour? Thousands of gods can't cross the line of defense?

"If you want an absolutely fair battlefield, it's unlikely." Song Xiaoxue said: "Our personal fighting power is more than those of the gods, but the gods are the main battlefield, the number is too large, and the puppet-like attributes , Not afraid of sacrifice. "

Ye Tingdao said: "Then there is no way. We retreat to find the second, find a relatively weak deity, and capture him alive."

"But in that case, you have to come again." Tang Ji smiled bitterly. The weak gods didn't make much sense to him, so why come with Ye Ting.

"Then you can't let me sacrifice myself?" Yang Mei said dissatisfiedly: "You don't want to sacrifice, and you don't want to change your goal, what does that mean?"

"Let's go together, besiege the innate god, the question of the gods ... everyone takes their own risk." Tang Jidao.

The monks under Tang Ji nodded one by one, Ye Ting and Yang Mei looked at each other, and they couldn't smile bitterly in their hearts. In that case, they still have their own advantages.

Originally, he didn't like himself and Yangmei's main attack, and the risk was very big. If Tang Ji asked for a melee, the risk of himself and Yangmei plummeted.

This is to fear that he and Yang Mei swallow the **** alone, and then only give him a pitiful blood.

People are selfish, and Ye Ting is no exception, but he is willing to help Tang Ji in this matter. Now that Tang Ji has a Taoist companion, his thinking is obviously different from the original.

He did not trust Ye Ting and wanted to control the risk in his own hands.

Ye Ting said indifferently: "Okay, anyway, it's melee, everyone won't lose money, and loot won't be distributed anymore, but if you retreat, I won't stay a little longer."

"That's nature."

Ye Ting said to the two demon clan monks: "You two, follow me, this time there may be nothing to gain, life is important."

The two demon clans had no choice but to follow Ye Ting. The Five Prison Lotus Platform was slowly advancing against the gang gas layer outside the nine days of gang qi, and did not want to draw any attention. Dao Shenguang is like a sword, piercing the gangue, and instantly covering the five prison lotus platform.

Ye Ting and others were shocked, but according to the plan, on the lotus platform of Ye Ting, the lotus petals flew and shot out, blocking the divine light layer by layer, and more than two hundred virtual monks pounced down on everyone. , All light up the spell.

Ye Ting and Yang Mei are at the forefront of their monks. The thunder light roars and spreads behind, forming a thunder barrier, like a huge cloak, protecting all their monks inside.

As long as the internal monk releases a few real dollars, he can maintain the thunder for more than ten breaths.

boom!

All the monks fell to the ground at the same time, and the more than one hundred layers of protection of the Divine Light were forcibly broken through by the monks of the Void Realm. Everyone did not care about their true loss, and at the same time released the spell and attacked the nearest god.

dead!

An envoy threw down a monk in anger, his body exploded, and Ye Ting happily turned around and let it go. The envoy and a monk under Qingcheng burned at the same time, and they all died together.

Ye Ting saw clearly. At the top of the mountain in the distance, the innate **** looked at the battlefield indifferently, surrounded by more than a thousand envoys. The finger of the innate **** turned slightly and pointed to another goal.

A sword light of Tang Ji flew up and made a crisp sound of concussion. The sneak attack of the innate **** was blocked by him. The first time he didn't guard, a man fell directly, which made Tang Ji very angry.

This **** is basically a way of sacrificing the **** to fight, which is awful.

Song Xiaoxue also shot. In her hands, the bright sword awns were thin and long, like silk, and the long sword awns fluttered lightly, seemingly without any offensive power, but blocked the innate attack of the innate **** one by one. Down.

So many virtual realm monks were cast on the ground, none of them found the correct position, and at least thirty miles away from the innate god.

Although the attack of the virtual realm is far enough ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ God can make a close up, the threat is much greater than the spell.

These emissaries are simply burning divine power, triggering the true elements in your body to burn together. When the envoy is willing to sacrifice, the power of this attack can not be compared with any spell.

In a blink of an eye, there were already three monks' tricks in Qingcheng, burning with the envoy, and the screaming voice made the innate **** in the distance a happy smile.

"Let all die, only death can please me!" After the **** spoke, more gods gathered from all directions. Not all envoys have the same power as the virtual realm, but all envoys have the determination to burn divine power.

At the top of the dark red mountain in the distance, the innate **** looked at the battle under his feet with satisfaction. In a blink of an eye, hundreds of thousands of envoys surrounded him, and the enemy was dead.

"Master Ye Ting, what should I do?" A demon monk became nervous, and he and another demon cult of his family saw this scene and felt dead.

"I can't get anything at most. Go home. This **** is not as powerful as I imagined." Ye Ting replied like this, the demon repair face was still sweating. (To be continued.)