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When the cooperation between the three religions is the first thing to do is to give face to you, and the second thing is to follow the rules.

Everyone has always adhered to this rule, without conflicts of interest, but the words of the layman may tear the face.

When one demon meets on the road, if you call me a fellow Taoist, you will basically not fight. If you scold the thief and the demon boy, the more you go, the more you will be covered in blood.

The Demon Sect said that the Dao Sect is a thief of the Great Dao, and the Dao Sect said that the Demon Sect is a demon in the human world, and it was originally incompatible with water and fire. But there was a Buddhist sect who was used as a lubricant. Then the Dao and Demon families remembered that they were originally from a family.

"Come here." Ye Ting muttered in a daze. Hu Yanyu was surprised and happy, and he really stuck it up.

Ye Ting sent a voice in his ear and said for a quarter of an hour before he stopped.

"Do you remember them all?"

Hu Yanyu nodded desperately, and Ye Ting said, "This method can be practiced at any time and can be broken through within 18 years. If you are born in the Demon Sect, three or five years will be enough, so don't be greedy for diligence."

Hu Yanyu cried like rain, and he grabbed the ground with his head and bowed to Ye Ting three times in succession.

"Fellow Daoyan Huyan doesn't have to do this." Ye Ting waited for him to bow and reached out to stop him. The sect has its own rules, and it is not allowed to accept disciples without forming pills. After these three bows, he is still a fellow Taoist, and even a registered disciple cannot be accepted.

Hu Yanyu stood up and said to Liu Wenji: "The master of the sect is above."

After saying that, he bowed and bowed, dignified and solemnly. Ye Ting said to him: "Show me your golden seal."

Hu Yanyu took the golden seal and handed it to Ye Ting. When Ye Ting saw that it was just a low-grade talisman treasure, he took some materials and inserted them into it. The red light flashed in Ye Ting's hand, wrapped the golden seal and returned it to Hu Yanyu in just one minute.

Hu Yanyu took it and saw that it was already a middle-grade talisman treasure in his hand, and was dumbfounded. He didn't think about it. The golden seal had consumed his life savings and sacrificed day and night. If there was a good inheritance, it would have been a top-grade talisman treasure. Ye Ting did it casually, and he might have gone any further in the future.

Ye Ting ruined something, which is also a pleasure. If Hu Yanyu does a good job in the future, he will have his own master and reward. Now he will have the advantage? How can this be done? The sect’s rewards and punishments are clearly distinguished, and they are not affected by emotions. One thing goes one thing. Even if everyone is dealing with Yuwen Xuan, because they still want to win over Ye Ting, they have no intention of killing him at the beginning.

Until Ye Ting killed four foundation-building monks, he angered Mo Jin.

In the future, Hu Yanyu understands this truth and cannot blame Ye Ting. In the current situation, it is better to improve his combat power, so how can he care about the future?

In Hu Yanyu, Ye Ting gained something again, strengthening his determination to build the foundation for three years. Now that he forced the foundation to build, the chance of escaping has increased greatly, but it will be troublesome to achieve the virtual realm in the future. There are risks all the time on the road of cultivation, and when encountering risks, he is eager to break through the realm. Not to mention achieving the virtual realm, even the infant realm is hopeless.

The Demon Sect smiles at the world and reflects itself. The more people like Hu Yanyu see, the stronger Ye Ting's own demonic heart will be.

I don’t know how long it took, but the mountain bag at my feet had grown to nearly four hundred feet. The tremor of the earth had not stopped. The sea was no longer visible in the distance. The island was connected to the nearby islands. The center of the black clouds in the sky was a fiery red color, shining by things on the ground.

"Someone is coming." Monk Zhuoji said.

"Many people are coming." Ye Ting sighed. He originally hoped that this place was not a secret center, but an irrelevant place. Now it seems that it is better not to pray randomly. That is what the monk should do.

Under the dark clouds to the south, a ray of smoke and dust rolled in. It was only after Ye Ting approached five miles away that he saw the man's appearance clearly.

He was a Taoist monk wearing thick armor. Even Ye Ting saw it, he would like to praise his unique style. Taoist monks were originally extremely rare to pierce armor, and such heavy armor as three inches thick was unique.

The three-inch thick heavy armor is smooth and bright, with sharp bulges on the joints and shoulders, and a Taoist seal on the chest, without any other decorations. The Taoist priest did not wear a helmet and had metal gloves on his hands. This was simply the outfit of a mortal warrior. Just looking at the giant sword he resisted on his shoulders, no one would think he was a warrior.

The giant sword, like a door panel, has a sharp edge, and there is a special slot on the shoulder of the armor, and the blade is sandwiched inside, so as not to cut the shoulders by itself. Both sides of the giant sword move forward from the hilt, and a complex Taoist pattern is engraved, forming a thin line near the tip of the sword.

The Taoist priest's face was also clean and bright, with only short hair left, like a monk who had been reborn for a few months. In order to show that he was a disciple of the Taoist sect, he tied a purple cloth to his wrist holding the giant sword, with Taoist sect books on it.

He ran with the power of his legs. The metal combat boots stomped the soil on the ground and splashed wildly, turning into smoke and dust in the air. Behind him, more than a dozen lights were chasing him, but he couldn't catch up with the Taoist priest who had not used any Taoism.

Ye Ting felt a tingling feeling that the Demon Shadow Thousand Eyes were sent back. This was the first time. He closed the Demon Eyes and dared not look at them again. He changed to the Star Definition Method to sense them. The Demon Eyes were not pure and Ye Ting had no good solution.

The Taoist priest suddenly stopped running. He retracted his steps, turned around, and swept back the giant sword on his shoulder horizontally. The movement was without any abrupt feeling, and blood was splattering in the escape light behind him.

The Taoist priest laughed: "Can you still chase after me?"

His sword energy spread, reaching a thousand feet in range, Ye Ting could sense it and was shocked. Is this a sword cultivator? If he built the seventh level of foundation, he would never have such an attack distance. However, this Taoist priest was at the level of elixir formation, and he didn't know how many disasters it was.

No, this Taoist priest's sword skills are not as good as himself. If it were Qinglian Anger Sea, the power of this sword would never be wasted so much. His real realm and strength were far beyond his own, and his real attack distance was still about a hundred feet. If it exceeds a hundred feet, the power of the sword energy dropped rapidly, which was just a sign of its appearance.

Taoist priests are definitely not just a good example. This sword is amazing on the eight hundred continents. With a casual wave, there is no difference in attack within a range of a hundred feet, and the true energy consumed is definitely not much. A hundred feet away is just a step further, and it is also a preparation for the next sword.

The escape light that chased the Taoist was broken and appeared. Six of the thirteen Demon Sect monks were injured and were being treated.

In the Star Definition Method, Ye Ting could not see the faces of these people clearly, but could sense their realm level. Taoist priests had at least five kalpas of golden elixirs. Among the demon cultivators who were chasing him, there was one with three kalpas of golden elixirs, and the rest were more than seventh-level foundation building.

"Yuyangzi, what did you do to my junior sister!" the monk from the Demon Sect Killing Dan shouted angrily.

"How is it? Guess!" The Taoist priest laughed wildly, raised the giant sword in his hand, and the sword energy that was scattered a hundred feet away actually condensed again.

"Sword Domain!" The monk of the Demon Sect's Killing Dan screamed strangely, and a long banner flew out of his sleeve, stood up on the ground, and the sword energy disappeared within thirty feet of the surrounding area. The monks of the Demon Sect's foundation-building monks all moved inward and hid under the protection of the long banner.

A faint black smoke emanated from the long banner, forming demonic texts in the air, and then dissipated. When they appeared again, they had been replaced with new demonic texts, as if they were writing some articles.

When the Taoist priest saw the long banner appear, he knew that he could not kill the other party. The giant sword shook, and he retracted it on his shoulders, turned around and ran wildly again. The monk from the Demon Sect Killing Pill was extremely depressed. It would take a lot of money to release his magic weapon, and it would take time to take it back. If the other party fights and escapes like this, he will not be able to catch up with him no matter what.

If your level is lower than the other party and you don’t have magic weapons, you will rashly approach it and your number advantage will be gone, and half of your subordinates will be killed by the opponent with one sword.

It would be impossible not to chase him. The junior sister walked with him, but she disappeared. If she wanted to find the junior sister, she had to fall on Yu Yangzi. This time she came to explore the secret realm, and her companions in the sect were basically separated, which felt that there was so much danger.

Thinking of this, his eyes fell to the mountain where Ye Ting was. Now the mountain is nearly four hundred feet tall, and it is quite abrupt. If it weren't for this high, those huge zombies might not have thought of climbing over.

"Come down from me, otherwise you will be killed."

Ye Ting's voice transmission cannot reach such a long distance. This monk is slightly worse than Mo Jin. If he is in Fengzhou, he will try his best to kill him with one sword. It's not possible here. He also has a long magic weapon, which is very wary of himself. Besides, what to do to kill him? This guy asked him to go down to form a large team to deal with the unfavorable situation.

After saying this, the monk of the Demon Sect slowly put away the long banner. This was a medium-grade magic weapon. He struggled to activate it, otherwise he would not have been helpless to the Taoist priest. The power of the magic weapon was released less than 30%, and he could only helpless.

Monk Zhuoji shook his cassock and grew to three feet in size, allowing everyone to stand up and slowly descend to the peak. I don’t know when the number of zombies became scarce, especially on this side, only more than a hundred zombies were still slowly walking towards the center of the island.

Hu Yanyu looked at Ye Ting's ugly face and whispered: "Elder Ye, didn't you say that it's good to enjoy the cool under the big tree?"

"What a big tree, it's just the four catastrophes of the golden elixir." Ye Ting complained and got into the cassock. Of course, this person's lack of realm is also beneficial, that is, the people he recruits will become more important and he will not sacrifice at will.

Ye Ting and others came down obediently, and Monk Zhuoji took his cassock and walked to the monk. The monk glanced at him. The eight monks, lay Buddhists, two Taoist disciples, one casual cultivator, and one disciple of the Demon Sect?

This team is not easy to communicate with each other!

"My name is Wu Yuanji, a member of the Lingjie Sect. You thirteen people must obey my command and act with me before leaving here. Start with you, tell me about your sect, realm, and equipment." Wu Yuanji pointed at Monk Zhuoji and said.

Monk Zhuoji clasped his hands together and replied, "It's nothing to listen to the donor's command, it's just what he got before leaving..."

"Hmph, the Spirit Ring Sect takes 50%, and I take 20%, and I leave it to you 30%. Are you satisfied?" Wu Yuanji looked cold and looked at Monk Zhuoji.

"What are we going to do?" Wu Yuanji also had a headache when he was not afraid of death.

"Help me clear out zombies and deal with enemies under the realm of Jiedan."
Chapter completed!