King of the Fairy City

Ah Zhi was protecting Ye Mo. Although he didn't quite understand the meaning of the other party's words, the statement of "pulling souls and refining soul beasts" still angered Ah Zhi.

"Old man, you are looking for death"

The pheasant was furious. A burst of earthy yellow light suddenly erupted from its body. Its body swelled up in the storm. With its golden wings spread out, it was dozens of feet long and wide. A sharp look flashed in its crimson eyes.

"Swish"

Hundreds of soil cones suddenly condensed and pierced toward Huang Xiazi like raindrops.

"It is worthy of being the sacred beast of the Luan tribe. It is born with the ability to sense earth aura, and earth spells can be summoned at a moment's notice."

Huang Xiazi had enough time to sneer, without evading it at all, but instead started to comment with satisfaction.

Nearly a hundred three-foot-long soil cones covered almost all directions of Huang Xiazi.

If it were anyone else, I'm afraid they would shy away.

After all, the protective power of the mana shield is extremely limited. Even defensive magic weapons cannot withstand the attack consumption of such a large number of earth cones.

What's more, these earth cone techniques are not performed by ordinary monks, but by the legendary sacred beasts of the earth Luan tribe.

If an ordinary earth-type foundation-building monk wants to cast such a spell, he needs to pinch the spell with his hands, which takes a lot of time before he can activate it. But for the pheasant, it is displayed by waving its wings.

Although Ah Zhi is only at the peak of Foundation Establishment and is still one step away from the realm of golden elixir, the earth spells he cast already have some power of golden elixir.

Even ordinary Jindan monks are not easy to deal with.

The blind man Huang showed no fear, and with a casual move, a square shield engraved with nine heads appeared in front of him, with a rolling black air covering it.

The nine skull reliefs as big as fists seemed to come alive under the influence of black energy. They screamed, shook their heads, squeezed desperately, and seemed to want to get out of the square shield.

At this time, the earthen cones bombarded the square shield one after another and were completely blocked.

"Haha, the sacred beast of the Luan tribe is indeed the sacred beast of the Luan tribe. If I didn't have this Nine Ghost Soul Devouring Shield, I'm afraid it would be really difficult to deal with."

Blind Huang laughed wildly.

With a casual swipe at Fang Dun, the nine heads on the surface of Fang Dun shook together and returned to the surface of Fang Dun, changing back to their relief appearance.

"Ghost cultivator? You are a scum of the human race"

Ah Zhi seemed a little surprised and even a little angry.

In its impression, humans and the Xiyou Ghost Realm should be at odds with each other. Unexpectedly, some scum among humans would actually practice the Ghost Dao techniques that are only available in the Xiyou Ghost Realm.

"I am no longer a human being. If you sign a master-servant contract with me, I can consider raising you as a holy beast. If not, you will definitely be taught that life is worse than death. Since you have heard of the Xiyou ghost world, you should also Know some methods of refining the Holy Spirit Beast."

Huang Xiazi disagreed.

For him, both the Luan Clan sacred beast in front of him and Ye Mo behind him are now his possessions.

Huang Xiazi couldn't restrain his excitement when he thought that while becoming an Immortal Alliance City Lord, he would also be refining his first holy soul beast.

Ah Zhi looked at Blind Man Huang warily.

Some of the terrifying soul refining methods used by the ghost clan, whether it is human or demon clan, as long as the soul falls into the hands of the ghost clan, it will fall into a place of eternal disaster and will be unable to enter the reincarnation for the rest of its life.

Its strength is probably a bit weaker than this golden elixir ghost cultivator.

But it knows very well that as long as it chooses to give in, its master Ye Mo will bear the brunt.

Now Ye Mo is in the critical period of reaching the Golden Core Realm. Once he is attacked by the other party, he may not be able to stop him at all.

"If you want to touch my master, you must first pass the level of Ah Zhi."

Ah Zhi said angrily.

Blind Huang smiled strangely and strode towards Ye Mo, who was hundreds of feet away.

"Yellow Blind Man?"

At this moment, Ye Mo, who had been practicing with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his bright eyes and sneered, "Azhi, you are no match for him, stand back."

Ah Zhi shook his head resolutely: "Master, you are no match for him. Why don't you summon Ali and the others together, and let's deal with this scum of the human race together?"

"Need not"

Ye Mo raised his head and glanced at the dark sky, his tone indifferent.

The spiritual energy in the air fluctuates abnormally.

Ah Zhi was stunned when he heard this, and unconsciously raised his head to look into the sky, only to see the originally empty sky.

At some point, a thick dark cloud suddenly appeared, forming a huge dark vortex.

The swirling dark clouds pressed extremely low, covering the entire island for dozens of miles. From time to time, thick and long thunder arcs were jumping in and out of the dark clouds.

On the entire island, the thunder-attribute aura gradually became violent and restless.

Other types of spiritual energy retreated one after another, and within a short time, the entire island was filled with frightening thunder-attributed spiritual energy.

The aura of the thunder system is strong and yang, restraining all evil and ghosts.

Ah Zhi looked up at the sky.

Huang Xiazi also noticed the abnormality of the thunder spirit energy around him, and he seemed a little uncomfortable at this moment.

He was secretly frightened, but he didn't pay too much attention.

On the East China Sea, thunderstorms often occur, sometimes sunny and sometimes dark clouds, which is common. Generally, ghost cultivators will hide when encountering thunderclouds to avoid being struck by thunder.

"Hey brat, I didn't expect that you were so lucky that you actually encountered thunder clouds.

However, what a pity, what a pity, if you are a ghost cultivator in the foundation building realm, you will naturally be extremely afraid of this thunder cloud.

This weather is quite unfavorable to me. Although my strength will be somewhat limited, it is more than enough to deal with a junior who is only in the foundation building realm."

"Yeah?"

Ye Mo sneered.

He has initially broken down the barrier between the main soul and the Eight Series Jianwan, which is just the last layer of separation between the two. Still need to use the power of thunder.

He breaks through the golden elixir bottleneck and is right in front of him.

It just so happened that at this moment, the small thunder tribulation had been triggered.

Seeing that the minor disaster was about to come, he did not expect that the golden elixir ghost cultivator Huang Xiazi, who he had always been afraid of, would come directly to the door at this time.

It's really asking for death.

Once the minor calamity comes, Huang Xiazi, who is very close, will be bombarded by the minor calamity.

Huang Xiazi's strength is much stronger than him. It's a pity that he practices dark arts, and the disaster he suffered will probably be far worse than him.

"Senior Huang, I have no enmity with you, but I didn't expect that you would try to frame me at every turn. If I hadn't been blessed with great fortune, I would have fallen into Bai Lingfeng's hands.

It's a pity that your good friend Bai Lingfeng failed to harm me, but I took his life instead. I thought you would just let it go, but I didn't expect you to come to my door today.

Anyway, as a ghost cultivator, it is normal for him to be struck to death by thunder."

Ye Mo counted the time in his heart and said coldly.

"What did you say, Bai Lingfeng died in your hands?"

Huang Xiazi's heart tightened, his steps slowed down, and then he sneered.

"You brat, don't talk nonsense. How could a dignified Jindan monk die on the body of a foundation-building junior? Who are you trying to scare? Hehe, it's just a thundercloud. Could it be that you expect to scare me away with just a few words? "

Huang Xiazi sneered at Ye Mo's words, but deep in his heart there was an increasingly strong sense of uneasiness.

He was unable to see visually and could only rely on his consciousness and feelings to explore the surrounding situation.

But he certainly didn't dare to use his spiritual consciousness to explore what was going on with the thunder clouds in the sky, otherwise he would have been sensed by the thunder clouds and struck down by a thunder cloud.

So he didn't know exactly what the thunderclouds were like in the sky.

You can only rely on your feelings to detect the thunder spirit energy around you.

The surrounding thunder aura is getting more and more violent and intense.

As a ghost cultivator, his whole body is filled with dark ghost aura, and he is fatally attracted to the thunder aura around him.

Even though he tried his best to restrain the ghost aura at this moment, the surrounding thunder aura still reacted to him and pursued him. From time to time, small arcs of electricity flashed out and struck him.

But what frightened him the most was the dark thundercloud above his head.

If he exposes too strong a ghost-type aura, it will be easily sensed by Thunder Cloud. In that case, his enemy would not just be Ye Mo, but the terrifying power of heaven and earth.

Blind Huang hesitated a little, wondering whether it was worth the risk.

perhaps

After the thundercloud dissipates, it will not be too late to take action again.

Blind Man Huang was calculating rapidly in his mind, his expression was cold, two ghostly auras flashed in his sunken eyes, and his skinny figure was intimidating.

"How did Bai Lingfeng die? After you meet him in Huangquan, ask him again."

Ye Mo sneered, pinched the sword in his hand, and used a high-level lightning-fixing sword.

The Ding Lei Sword, wrapped with purple electric light, let out a low groan as soon as it appeared. The surroundings were filled with rich lightning spiritual energy, making the Ding Lei Sword even more powerful.

Ye Mo moved like an arm using his fingers.

"Jie Jie"

Huang Blind Man smiled strangely and said, "You are too naive to try to stop me with just a thunder flying sword."

"Yeah?"

Ye Mo said disapprovingly, "I don't know what to do with the eight flying swords."

With one move, he made a move.

Eight flying swords of different colors continued to fly out from his body, spinning around him, buzzing and humming.

It is absolutely impossible for any monk to repair eight eight-element flying swords at one time.

"Well, so what, it's a pity that your soul still hasn't condensed the golden elixir. With limited mana, you will never be able to defeat the real golden elixir monk."

Huang Xiazi's heart was shocked, and he quickly snorted coldly, and with a fierce seal, he shot out a large amount of black energy at the Nine Ghost Soul Devouring Shield in front of him.

The nine head reliefs on the square shield came to life again, and ferocious ghost fires emerged from the skulls.

Ye Mo looked slightly stern and did not dare to neglect. He quickly made a secret, and the magic power burst out from his fingertips and penetrated into the eight flying swords beside him, forming a flying sword formation to surround and protect him.

He had just condensed eight sword pills, and he didn't have time to practice in a hurry. Controlling eight flying swords at the same time seems a bit reluctant, and the operation of the flying swords seems a bit jerky.