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Chapter 38: Flying Sword of Thousand Miles, Blessing Without Leaks (1)

According to the plan, the monks of the Demon Sect stayed in this position in order to initially detect the ability of the Demon Lord of the Demon of the Demon of the Demon as a filthy abyss, and to leave room for themselves.

Guide Tissot is not an easy task. It is necessary to maintain a certain safe distance. Currently, Tissot is still thousands of miles away from here. Calculating the speed of both sides is exactly one hour away. During this period, you can further detect Guiyan's attainments.

"Is that embryo trustworthy?"

Situated in the middle of nine people, he was a big man with fluffy hair and hair. He looked rude and strong, and his heart was straightforward and quick-talking. When he spoke, he was so sharp that he did not leave any affection.

This person's name is Ye Shi. Among the monks, he has the highest cultivation level and the oldest qualification. He is the best among the three generations of disciples of the Jiuxuan Demon Sect. People often call him "Lion King". He said this to several people from the Western Branch. However, Xiaoli and ambiguous are not changed and are too lazy to pay attention to it. Jian Ziyu remained silent from beginning to end. However, a horse-faced monk from the Western Branch who had never met Gui Yan grinned and said:

"How come we are the ones who have accomplished it because of others?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the blessing of the Nine Palace Demon Realm began.

The first person to be blessed was Jian Ziyu. Seeing the layer of magical power and spiritual light blooming outside the female cultivator, someone laughed: "That guy is indeed a pity for the fragrance and jade."

"Just be a little more conservative. How can you do this with such a terrible sage as Mr. Jian without using some means?"

During the teasing, the nine people were blessed by the magic power of the Demon Lord of the Immortal Abyss, and the distance was not too far. This round of blessing was not to rush to increase the level of the magic power of the cultivators, but to help them contact the Demon Lord in advance. Once they entered a state of combat, they could borrow the power of the Demon Lord based on their wishes.

Guiyan’s approach cannot be wrong, but the Demon Lord of the Immortal Abyss is magnificent and used to bless him. There is no problem in using dozens or hundreds of them in one breath. It is obvious that he lacks confidence in controlling his magic power.

Of course, if it is even more excessive, these people will not say it. Otherwise, even in the subsequent battle, even if the Nine Palace Demon Realm and the Ancestor suppressed it, it would be a problem to be secretly tripped by Gui Yan.

Ye Shi snorted. When he was moving forward, he was moving very fast. By the time the magic power of the Demon Lord of the Immortal Abyss blessing him, it was already dozens of miles away.

He looked up at the sea water and grinned. Even with the cover of the lush beard, this expression was eye-catching enough.

He still looked down on a hundred people with a vulgar reputation like Gui Yan, but what he could tolerate was that this person was not a gangster. The sense of blessing had not been significantly weakened until he went five thousand miles away. Even if he was tight, it was still reasonable.

Forget it, I didn't expect too much...

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Ye Shi is not forgiving others, but she actually has a big view of the situation, otherwise she would not have the title of "king".

He knew in his heart that the nine monks came from three sects and were not very harmonious before. Two of them simply formed a mortal enemy, and there was not much to say. If it weren't for the unparalleled impact of Tissot, a few people would not have been able to stop them. Moreover, the old man of Crow took out a formation map and pointed out that he wanted the nine people to work together, how could they get together so easily?

Due to the drag of the three Buxu cultivators... Well, counting two, Jian Ziyu, who holds the Zimo Hongchen Lantern, has the combat power among the nine people, and Ye Shi is also a little afraid of it.

Anyway, it is slower than the speed of a real monk after all, otherwise he would have faced Tissot head-on at this time, and now he still has time to do some investigation and arrangements.

"Spectroscopic."

The thin man who had been following Ye Shi's body heard this and smiled. On the ordinary face that was not very eye-catching, his eyebrows first cracked, revealing a vertical pupil containing golden light. Then, with the middle line of the face as the boundary, three pairs of black pupils appeared from his forehead, and there were nine eyes in total, eight black and one gold, which was strange and bizarre.

This is the unique eye technique of the Nine Profound Demon Sect, "Nine-Spy Demon Eyes". This eye technique can see through the sky and the earth and the six hearts of people, bones, flesh and organs, and it is difficult to detect. Therefore, it is called "Nine-Spy". Those who can be named after "Nine" are all the core methods of the Nine Profound Demon Sect.

This split light name is strange, but it has already cultivated the "Nine-Spy Demon Eye" to the extreme of its current cultivation level. Once the demon eye opens, it will be like a thousand miles away. If you lock in the target, you will be unable to escape even if you go more than 100,000 miles away.

In a moment, he reported the situation of Tissot:

"The distance is 2,632 miles; the direction is 5 minutes northward; the speed is 1,200 miles; the number is 2,467,759 tails... What a good guy, over two million, it is definitely a big cháo!"

Ye Shi has always disdained the vanity and evil taste of the spectral light: "If you have the intention of counting, you might as well see where the guy who 'cooked cháo' is!"

Zheng Mancheng is slow and reasonable next to him

"The momentum of fish cháo has been established, and there is no need for the person behind the scenes to take the risk of staying near fish cháo. If the Spectrum Brothers have some spare time, you might as well see if there are any annoying objects among the individual Pilafka."

Zheng Mancheng has a slender figure, a gentle smile, and looks very friendly. He is the name of "February Wind" in the Demon Sect. He is the real leader among the monks of the Orthodox Church in Dongyang and is also the direct disciple of Xiao Lei. In terms of status, he is not under Ye Lion. But he is low-key, and he said he came late from the beginning, not familiar with the surrounding situation, and put himself in the position of "assistance".

Ye Shi was also a little afraid of this person. He just smiled and looked at the light.

"I'm watching..."

The person who smiles on the surface of the spectrum is actually a proud person. Naturally, he will not be at a disadvantage in the face. He will laugh again in a moment and wave it away. In front of everyone, a silk is spread out. It is blue and sways in the wind, like a sea of ​​cháo rolling, and there are thousands of tiny waves of light jumping in between.

After everyone looked closely, they realized that in a wave, he reflected the scene two thousand miles away, and the air of millions of pikes could be weaved in a tight manner, which could also sense 30% or 50%.

Zheng Mancheng said in surprise: "I am worthy of being the junior brother of Fenguang. This hand has some of the essence of the infinite void soul searching and demon transformation technique."

As a inherited sect of the infinite Dharma system, his praise from the Dongyang Orthodox monk shows his sincerity.

The spectroscopic was also quite proud. He showed his face with the magic of "Stay of the Scenery" in his hand. Unfortunately, when he thought of the reputation of "Febre-long wind is like scissors", his conscience was inevitably folded in half.

He coughed and said, "Senior Brother Zheng is indeed meticulous. At least one thousand of these two million pikes have been installed in his belly..."

As he said that some of the "fine light waves" on the Liujing brocade handkerchief, that is, among the pikes, were dyed red.
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