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Chapter 235: Golden Lotus in the Fire (1)

The fortress opened the portal, and many monks attached to Baizhangmen entered the fortress. The five floors of the fortress looked like Ganoderma lucidum. The shape of the tower ship was gradually shrinking, putting away, and sealing.

This cost a lot, but forcibly repelling the surrounding Buddhist golden light, controlling the earth veins, and using the formation on the building boat to directly transform into a fortress, is a good way to destroy the Buddhist formation.

This fortress has a name in the Demon Sect, called Demon Cicada. It specifically plunders the power in the earth veins and condenses with formations. The longer the time, the stronger it will be.

The body of the Magic Cicada Fortress is actually underground, and the part on the ground is a projection of the underground physical objects.

The demon cicada penetrated into the ground and stopped at about 3,000 feet. Ye Ting naturally didn't have to worry. Nagarjuna could escape with Yang Mei. He had the money for the demon in all worlds. Terrain techniques were safe enough, but they were not as fast as Nagarjuna.

The most important thing is that except Ye Ting and Yang Mei, plus a Nagarjuna, the rest of the people did not know the real function of the magic cicada, and they just thought they had entered the ground fortress. Including Gao Yue and Si Meng, they had no idea that their bodies were still underground.

This is what Yang Mei means. Ye Ting objected at first, but after Shang Shuo’s incident, he had no objection.

In fact, the monks in Fengzhou were all influenced by this demon cicada, which was equivalent to opening a back door in the Niwan Palace or Zifu Sea of ​​Consciousness of these monks, so that Ye Ting and Yang Mei could enter and exit.

The impact on practice is not great for the time being, but it is a problem after entering the virtual realm. The demon tribulation is terrifying. Yang Mei means that so many cultivators may not even have one or two people who can enter the virtual realm. Even if there are, they can help the other party to overcome the tribulation in the future. The problem at the moment is that these cultivators are of great use and no one like Shang Shuo can appear anymore.

Shang Shuo rebelled because Yang Mei and Ye Ting disappeared, and there were still many monks following Shang Shuo. When Yang Mei and the other two returned, these people gave up Shang Shuo.

Of course, Yang Mei would not resent this group of monks. But she felt that such people would not have any future.

Ye Ting has changed a lot since he reached this point. He has not contacted Langxi and the other three for a long time. Langxi is also a hard-working practitioner, and this time he did not follow Ye Ting out at all.

The four of them lost their mentality when they were in Fengzhou. Langxi did not want to drag Ye Ting back, and Ye Ting also agreed to this approach. Because if something happened to Langxi and others, he had to give up many things to choose.

Yang Mei always knew what Ye Ting was thinking. She looked at the eight Buddhist soldiers surrounding her in the distance and said to Ye Ting: "Where is Langxi and the others. I will only bring this environment after the five kalpas of the golden elixir. I don't want to spend any energy to protect them. Everyone is a monk and everyone is in a destiny."

"How can the monks of the Demon Sect have the principle of practicing at home?" Ye Ting said.

"Any way of practicing makes sense. When they have five disasters of the golden elixir, they still have to take risks, but the chance of death is much smaller. If something happens, you won't blame me."

"How dare I!"

"Don't you dare? You little monster dare to contradict me." Yang Mei glanced at Longshu.

"Miss. I know I'm wrong." Nagarjuna looked soft and weak, and she looked like she was about to cry when she looked at her expression.

"Hey, I can't bear to kill you like this." Yang Mei sighed. When Nagarjuna heard her say this, she felt a little scared. Yang Mei restrained her. It was not like Ye Ting and her had a deep relationship.

"Senior sister, don't scare her, Nagarjuna is pretty good. If you change to another monster..."

"Most monsters are untrustworthy, but she is not too special. Just like humans, how many people can you trust? Don't say she is good or bad. If she dares to do anything behind her back, I won't be polite." Yang Mei said with a smile, looking at Nagarjuna.

"Miss, can't you be nice to me?" Nagarjuna complained.

Yang Mei smiled and said, "You have finally become sensible. How could I treat you badly when you speak well like this?"

"I was wrong." Nagarjuna was very serious this time, so she shouldn't have regarded Yang Mei as her opponent. She was instinctively hostile to Yang Mei, so who asked Yang Mei to restrain her?

"I still want to go out and kill for a while." Chuchu couldn't hear what they were saying, and she greeted her from afar and was about to rush out.

"Come back." Xiao Bai forced Chuchu and said, "Didn't you see the sky?"

In the sky, a fiery red zipper was pressed down, and the temperature on the ground increased rapidly, and the vegetation within a radius of hundreds of miles quickly dried up and caught fire.

"The Fire Hell is really uninnovative." Yang Mei looked so embarrassed that she looked like she was so angry that she was not as strong as steel when she saw this.

"The simpler it is, the more useful it is. Look around." Ye Ting pointed out the monks from other sects around him, and hundreds of people were burned to death by not joining the Baizhang Sect. The rest were escaping quickly.

"This is a clearance, and we are going to target us." Yang Mei looked at the sky and said, "Isn't Baizhangmen good at shooting arrows? Why don't you shoot that thing down?"

"Brahma Fire, let him burn it, anyway, it won't burn it in." Ye Ting did not intend to pay attention to the attack of the Buddhist sect. The eight Buddhist soldiers around him increased their strength in the fire, but unfortunately it was impossible to rush into the demon cicada.

The meaning of the existence of the demon cicada is to attract firepower. The more fierce the opponent fights, the more powerful the demon cicada consumes the earth vein power, and then the more difficult it is to arrange the Brahma formation in Buddhism.

This statement can also be easy to calm people's hearts. Later, the fluctuations in the spiritual consciousness of the monks who entered the demon cicada quickly calmed down, and the Brahma fire burned around them, and it was indeed impossible to enter the half-step of the demon cicada.

The formations on the fortress were only five elements, and the sunset crossbow cannon formation texts disappeared. Ye Ting activated the formation and directly seized the power of the five elements in the Brahma Fire, creating one by one, Bing Fire God Soldiers, and fighting with the eight Buddhist soldiers.

The demon soldiers raised their mounts, flew in the flames, and attacked the fortress. The monks of Fengzhou did not attack. They imitated Xiao Bai's appearance, but only used weapons to attack closely, killing eight Buddhist soldiers in front of them.

"I think the fight won't be done, and it's going to be negotiated." Yang Mei lowered her head and stopped looking at the high place.

Among the burning words, a monk with a golden aperture behind his head fell down quickly, and the big red robe on his body also looked so dazzling in the flames.

"So sexy." Chuchu muttered dissatisfiedly.

"Say a few words, this guy is not easy to mess with." Xiao Mo stopped Chuchu, and some people could not be touched, such as an elder in the sect. This monk was not a Arhat realm, but also a top figure in the Tibetan Academy realm.

Yang Mei glanced around her eyes and said, "There are no monks with condensation in our hands?"

Everyone was speechless, Yang Mei frowned and said, "Is there any other foundation building?"

The monks in Fengzhou lowered their heads and expressed their shame. We practiced too quickly and the monks at the bottom were stopped.

"Ye? Who are you?" Yang Mei waved, and a foundation-building sword under the fortress could not help but cultivate himself, step by step to the top. He was shocked. The other party was just like he had just formed a pill, so why could he control his body?

This is forced control, and even divine thoughts are useless.

"How did you get in?" Yang Mei didn't give him a chance to defend against the opposition, so there was no need to do so.

The sword cultivator felt his body relaxed, and Yang Mei regained his ability to control his body. The sword cultivator gave a deep tribute and said, "He is Xue Liren in the sword flowing down in Duanshan."

"Battle to be an ally, why hide your identity?"

"I've been separated from my companions and can't afford to lose anyone..." Xue Liren answered honestly.

"What a pity, if you could enter the Yuejian Sect, you would have already formed a pill now?"

"I can't bear to leave my master." Xue Liren replied.

"I'll give you a task, would you dare to go?"

"But please give me instructions." Xue Liren's expression did not change.

"All of us are not opponents of the bald man outside. If we siege him, we will be seriously injured at most, but we will suffer heavy losses, so let you negotiate with him."

Xue Liren smiled bitterly. There were people with a lower level than him, but those monks were too poor and could not afford this task. He had to nod and agreed.

Yang Mei said beautifully and could barely be considered an ally, but it would be very simple if he died here.

If you want to be an ally, you must have a history of fighting side by side.

"There are three requirements for you to negotiate. First, the negotiation time cannot be shorter than a quarter of an hour. Second, the key points of negotiation. If the other party wants someone from us, then let the other party exchange his natal golden lotus. Third... If he threatens you, you must contradict it and say slander."

Xue Liren's face darkened. Is this going to kill himself?

"Don't worry, the other party's realm will not attack you." Yang Mei comforted.

"yes."

"Don't worry, wait a moment, I'll send you out when he wants to talk to us." Yang Mei was not a cheating person. Xue Liren didn't know that he was just a projector, and his body was still hidden in the underground demon cicada.

But the monk could definitely see his true face, so he naturally refused to embarrass him to attack a projector.

The Demon Cicada is mysterious and is not a strong man in the virtual realm. It is impossible to kill the body through attack projection. No matter how strong this monk is, he is limited. After all, he is in the Tibetan Academy realm.

"Junior brother, tell him first." Yang Mei finished speaking, her eyes closed and completely blocked her breath. The galaxy floated behind her head, unlike the original Niwan divine ban, and she also cultivated the form of the soul.

As a protector, there is an advantage. If Ye Ting practices smoothly, many disasters will be omitted. Not all disasters can be used, and ninety-nine percent of disasters are absolutely bad things.

The secret method of visiting the door can only reduce this ratio to nearly 90%, so it is best to avoid disasters.

"What do you call a master?" Ye Ting's finger flashed gently, released a magic pattern, which turned into his own image in the air, and stood in front of the monk. All the monks were envious of the control of this magic. The control of this magic was really amazing.

The monk is not an unknown person. When he saw Ye Ting's image, he folded his hands together and replied: "Fellow Taoist, little monk Yanmo."
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