The Fenglei Battleship drifted for several hours, and a follower monk appeared behind him. This time, the infant realm warriors did not dare to get too close, and kept it at a distance of 120 miles.

Anyway, if the Fenglei Battleship is defensively activated, the aura will be very obvious and it will not be able to hide its traces at all.

Ye Ting asked them to decorate this way without fighting back, until a waterfall appeared in front of him, and the entire river suddenly fell down here, with a terrain of about a hundred feet high.

If the river is a vein, this terrain is the node where the vein changes, and the changes in the surrounding vital energy are extremely complex and difficult to control.

"Twenty miles away, there is a space channel that can go to another star nest world." Tang He said very surely.

Ye Ting waved his hand, the Fenglei Battleship slowed down, and the five Gui water gods on the water surface stood up. Ye Ting said: "Send five sword cultivators to investigate first. If there is no danger, then send the remaining sword cultivators to ensure the safety of the space channel."

Tang Ji nodded and assigned tasks to the sword cultivator. Soon, Ye Ting's Fenglei Battleship arrived at the edge of the waterfall and stopped.

Seeing the sword cultivator breaking away, the monks following behind couldn't help but pounce on him. This time they were very cautious and formed a simple Five Elements Formation with each other, and did not dare to disperse them.

"So cowardly." Xiao Bai couldn't help but say after seeing this scene.

"The soldiers in the Infant Realm are not determined enough. If there is a scene of suppressing the Void Realm, they will have another face."

"So, why is there no virtual realm?" Nagarjuna asked.

"It is not easy to enter the Star Nest World in the Void Realm. What we killed before was also an evil cultivator. He paid the price to enter, but I just don't know how this evil cultivator hooked up with the Wuji Sect."

"Tang Ji. Have you heard of the 12th Water Stage Tower?"

"I've heard of it, you can?" Tang Ji said in surprise.

"Is it strange? I'm also from here."

"But this spell... can be replaced by a formation, and it doesn't make much sense. Besides, this is a Taoist magic. You are a magic cultivator. What did you learn to do?"

"Maybe it's for today." Ye Ting said, pointing his hand to the river surface behind him. Hundreds of water columns flew upwards and raised upwards. In a blink of an eye, twelve-story buildings emerged.

Even if he borrowed the power of the Fenglei Battleship, Tang Ji was stunned. The twelve-level building of water rises too fast. The growth rate was far beyond his understanding of this spell.

The twelve-level building formed by the water-attributed vital energy grew rapidly, and in a blink of an eye it had already reached the clouds, occupying the surface of the Baili River on both sides. The water flow of the entire waterfall had no effect, and the river water in front of it rushed down, as if the tall building did not exist yet.

Ye Ting sang: "You have been following you for a long time, why not communicate face to face?"

The monks following behind were shocked when they saw the twelve-level building arranged by Ye Ting. However, the twelve-level building is more fair than the battlefield of Buddhism. There is no unfairness to the other party as much power as you have.

You can also not enter, and the opponent can control the power of water in the twelve-level building to close the passage of the entire river.

Ye Ting released the spell of the Twelve-Level Tower, which could not last long. The problem is that it is not far from the space channel, and the spell coverage of the Twelve-Level Tower is somewhat beyond the other party's imagination.

"Helian, I know you have made some breakthroughs recently. You can go guarding the first floor."

"Yes, uncle." Helian Lian jumped into the first floor, like a space like a crystal palace, with magic patterns flowing on the ground and swaying reflections.

Originally, Tang Ji was curious about why Ye Ting did this and it was a good time to leave. According to Ye Ting's theory, he would not take action on things that were not good.

Thinking of Ye Ting's rapid counterattack against the cultivator of the Void Realm, Tang Ji knew it was Ye Ting who was building confidence for the cultivators in the Dragon City.

The disciples who come to the door will come out and spread their branches and leaves. After the sect is founded, they will eventually return to the door.

But it does not mean that this sect is just a game. Sects created by door-to-door disciples often become door-to-door controlled outer sects, which are much closer than those that are conquered by force. The best disciples in the sect also have the possibility of entering the door.

Now he is planning to plan eight hundred continents and directly control the value of the sect, which is not as good as the sect founded by his disciples himself. He also has sect tasks. If he can establish a sect belonging to Qingcheng on eight hundred continents, he can immediately obtain more resources and even provide him with the three disasters of cultivation throughout his practice to the virtual realm.

"Ye Ting, how long do you have to delay here?"

"It won't be too long. It's almost time to scare them, so it's time to beat them up."

"What are they doing?" Tang Ji regretted after asking this. With Ye Ting's personality, it must be to avoid trouble. Now these monks are pestering each other and sticking to their bodies, and they are indescribable disgust.

If the other party tracks to another star nest world, it is very likely that such entanglement will continue.

Helian Lian held a short golden stick in his hand, looked at the monk walking into the first floor, nodded and said, "It's really not easy. With such qualifications, you can practice to such a level."

The cultivator was naturally a warrior in the infant realm. He was originally just a great perfection of the Golden Pill, and was promoted by the secret technique to the door. However, after hearing Helian Lian's sarcasm, his face was also hot and he was angry.

"Young man will die!" The monk's sleeves fluttered, and the soul-shen Dharma image was released behind him. It was a heavy gray aperture, and the Taoist patterns of the Taoist sect were layered inside.

Helian Lian also released his own soul and Dharma image. His soul and Dharma image was a little special. A red eye was hanging behind him. When the eyes looked carefully, they looked like countless fiery red leaves, floating.

Helian Lian called Ye Ting the uncle, but he regarded Ye Ting as his master. His practice was different from that of Ye Ting, but his combat thinking was very similar.

Create opportunities and never waste any power. As long as you can catch loopholes, you will kill the enemy with one blow.

The other party was a warrior in the infant realm and was in a state of unstable state. He said something to the other party and it made an angry sound. Both sides released the soul magic figure almost at the same time. The blood-red eyes behind Helian Lian looked at the monk. The monk's heart was swaying, and the soul magic figure behind his head fluctuated. Helian Lian took a step forward, and the ground under his feet shook. Dozens of ice guns shot out in the opposite direction, without any warning.

Ye Ting saw it but shook his head. Among the clear ice gun, there was a piece of scales on it, which was the real killer. The problem was that this was a waste of energy. The monk did not retreat to fight back the ice gun at all, but rushed towards Helian Lian at high speed.

He is like an angry mad dog, losing his mind and not choosing the calmest tactics.

The ice gun was prepared too well and did not give the other party a choice, which made the monk's impact extremely decisive. This was to not give the other party a chance to make mistakes.

Ye Ting also understood that Helian Lian did not want the other party to retreat, so he was prepared to do so. However, from Ye Ting's perspective, even if Helian Lian's ice gun had no means of arrangement, the monk would never retreat to deal with the ice gun.

But there is a hint of hesitation in my heart.

Facing the monk who was rushing towards him, Helian Lian gently swung his short stick, and the red light shone dazzlingly on the short stick. The monk's movement paused, and five-color light flew out from his long sleeves, one on the left and one on the right to attack Helian Lian.

This pause revealed the level of a monk, and was not a real rookie. Helian Lian's short stick did not hit the ground, but was hit at the same time.

Two five-colored lights turned into two huge wings halfway, closing in the middle. The monk's arm stretched forward, his five fingers gathered together, and pointed at Helianlian, turning into a golden bird's beak.

After the five-color light changes its wings, almost the entire floor is covered with wings, and this attack seems to be inescapable.

Helian Lian realized his mistake and shouldn't have wasted so many expressions with the other party. The red eyes behind his head suddenly scattered, and tens of thousands of fiery red leaves turned into a ring, pushing the wings away. The monk's hand also returned from the bird's beak to the pale five fingers.

puff……

The short stick smashed the monk's hand and his entire arm into meat sauce. The red leaves turned into a circle, closed inward, as if a huge mouth sucked hard. The true energy, soul, and blood in the monk's body were sprayed out from the wound and were sucked into tens of thousands of red leaves.

The monk fell to the ground with a bang, his body as hard as a piece of metal, and was a bit too heavy.

The wings pushed away by the red leaves of Helian Lian suddenly started to burn, and the flames instantly spread to every corner, and the twelve-level building was about to burn the twelve-level building.

Helian Lian ignored it, and the red leaf retracted its head and turned into an eye again. He stepped out of a high building, and the flames inside the building were absorbed by the crimson eyes behind him, forming a fire dragon that penetrated into it.

"The defense is so strong!" Tang Ji exclaimed.

"Working on the eight hundred continents, you must run fast enough and have strong defenses, otherwise you will die early." Ye Ting was very proud. Helian Lian had a little mistake at the beginning, but the ending was very good. If the twelve-level building burned inside, it would consume a lot of money for him. Now he is still maintaining it by the Fenglei Battleship. It only took three breaths, and hundreds of white jade talisman money disappeared.

The destructive power caused by the infant cultivator burning his own essence and blood before his death was still amazing. Helian Lian used his soul magic to destroy it casually. Among the infant cultivators, he was also the best defensive ability.

"Tu Su, you go to the second round." Ye Ting said casually.

"Yes, uncle." Tu Su stepped forward and stepped into the second level building. The monks on the other side of the building also wanted to invade in large quantities, and were worried that the power left behind outside would be dispersed and were lured away from the mountain by the other party, so they had to fight one by one.

The sword cultivator heard a message that the space channel encountered an enemy and had already been killed, and requested continued support.

Tang Ji sent the remaining sword cultivators over there. With the twelve-level building, he could not only temporarily block the pursuers, but also provide assistance to the battlefield twenty miles away.
Chapter completed!