King of the Fairy City

"You..."

Ye Mo was furious. He didn't forget to frame himself at this time. This Bai Dun really deserved to die.

"Hand over what you just took, and I will spare your life."

The black sword made a sharp sword sound, flying in the air, the shadow was murderous, and the huge pressure of the Nascent Soul Stage pressed towards Ye Mo step by step.

Ye Mo's heart moved, and he understood what the shadow was saying.

The gray little tower called Eternal Flow.

If it was just an ordinary high-level magic weapon, Ye Mo might hand over the Eternal Flow in exchange for the shadow sword spirit to give up his hostility towards him, but he would never let go of this gray magic weapon.

"Since the senior wants it, then..."

Ye Mo's tone softened, and he slowly stretched his hand towards the storage ring.

The shadow looked satisfied and looked at Ye Mo.

"Swoosh"

A magic weapon completely wrapped in magic power flashed out of the storage ring and was directly shot by Ye Mo thousands of feet away.

Almost subconsciously, the shadow suddenly chased after the magic weapon.

Ye Mo hurriedly fled to the teleportation array in another direction.

"Quick, Lao Mo, let's get ahead and activate the teleportation array"

Bai Dun shouted. He had long guessed that the magic weapon thrown by Ye Mo was a delaying tactic, but he and City Lord Mo tacitly fled in front of him and rushed to the teleportation array, trying to leave before Ye Mo, leaving Ye Mo alone to bear the wrath of the shadow sword spirit.

"You're looking for death. Do you really think that I won't dare to kill you just because you are the city lord of the Immortal Alliance?"

Ye Mo was secretly angry.

In an instant, a silver sword light went straight to Bai Dun.

Bai Dun didn't even have time to react. His neck was slightly cold, and then he only felt the flying sword enter his body and go straight to the Nigong Pill. The huge golden pill turned into powder in an instant.

"Young man, how dare you."

The shadow caught up with the magic weapon and broke through the outer layer of magic power, but found that it was just an ordinary magic weapon. He immediately realized that he had been fooled. He shouted loudly, and the sound was like thunder, and he chased after it quickly.

Ye Mo held a silver sword in his hand, broke through Bai Dun's head, and went towards Lord Mo.

But he didn't expect that Lord Mo was frightened, and his body was surging with black. His speed suddenly increased by more than two times, and he rushed towards the teleportation array.

"Demonic energy?"

Ye Mo said in surprise.

"This Lord Mo is really not right."

Ye Mo instantly understood why he felt that Lord Mo was not right before. Although he seemed ordinary, he was actually two different people. It must be the work of the black-clothed man who took over his body again after leaving that day.

"Demonic cultivator?"

The phantom was also shocked at this time.

For it, the demon cultivator was impressive. Back then, it followed the Ten Thousand Poisons Ancestor to fight with the demon cultivator. It was seriously injured and left the battlefield. It returned here to recuperate. Now, ten thousand years have passed, and it still has not recovered and cannot exert enough strength.

A few dozen feet away, Lord Mo rushed into the teleportation array before Ye Mo, and then disappeared.

Before leaving, Lord Mo seemed to laugh at Ye Mo's late realization.

After the teleportation array is activated, it cannot be activated again within a few breaths.

"Boy, hand over the Eternal Flow."

The shadow was only briefly surprised, and caught up with Ye Mo who could not teleport, and rushed forward with a black long sword.

Ye Mo had no choice but to turn on the sword before it reached him. Nine clones suddenly appeared around him, each choosing a direction and running in all directions.

The shadow was stunned, not knowing which one was Ye Mo's real body, and hesitated for a moment.

Ye Mo fled, but smiled bitterly in his heart.

If Xingdou Sword Master saw that the Starry Sky Art he had painstakingly created was actually used to escape, he would definitely be furious. But it must be said that the Starry Sky Art is also a very good secret method for escaping.

Ye Mo, who was running, suddenly felt the Nigong Pill in his mind vibrate, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out. Looking back, one of the clones had been chopped down by the sword of the shadow.

"I will kill your clones one by one, and there will always be one of them that is the real one."

Looking at the clones that disappeared in front of him, the shadow's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and then he went to the nearest Ye Mo clone again.

The shadow's speed was not fast, but Ye Mo's clones were not fast either.

The Starry Sky Art allowed Ye Mo to have nine clones, but each clone only had a small part of the strength of the original body, that is, the clones were not fast enough.

According to Ye Mo's current cultivation, the clones were at most at the first level of the Golden Core Stage, how could they outrun the Yuanying Stage shadow?

"Puff"

In just three breaths, Ye Mo's Nigong Pill vibrated again, and another clone was killed.

At this time, Ye Mo's best way was to let the clones confuse the audience and hide directly in the teleportation array to leave the Ten Thousand Poison Secret Realm. But the shadow didn't fall into the trap at all.

"Swish"

The black long sword cut several clones again.

The shadow roared wildly and went towards Ye Mo's last two Dharma bodies.

One of the clones had already arrived in front of the hall and rushed into the hall.

The other body went to a small wooden house about a hundred feet away from the main hall.

The previous spiritual storm destroyed most of the buildings in the entire Ten Thousand Poison Secret Realm, but this inconspicuous wooden house was safe and sound, and its defense was very strong.

But just when Ye Mo was about to touch the palace gate, there was a sudden sound of wind behind him, and then a sharp sword light made people feel cold.

A black sword light slashed directly from the air.

Ye Mo's clone rushed into the main hall and barely avoided the phantom sword.

Rumble

The long sword slashed on a layer of flowing light shield outside the main hall, and a counterattack that was no less powerful than the long sword suddenly spread out, throwing the phantom into the air.

The phantom looked at the flowing light above the main hall, and his eyes were uncertain.

The inheritance hall is starting to inherit. Now the entire hall is protected by Liuguang, and its strength cannot hurt the people inside.

Thinking of this, Xuying looked at the other body of Ye Mo, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

Although it is currently a sword spirit, it has no owner.

Once it obtains the Eternal Magical Artifact and hides in the second-level cultivation space, even if the true immortal comes, it may not be able to find its true body.

When the healing is completed and there is a chance to transform into a real human form, the world will not let it go sideways.

The key to everything.

Eternal flow.

Ye Mo felt the murderous intent and trembled all over, then ran towards the distance desperately.

There is a huge gap between the Golden Core Stage and the Nascent Soul Stage. No matter how evil Ye Mo is, he is still no match for Xuying.

In just two breaths, Ye Mo could already feel the coldness of the cold sword light behind him.

Xuying's eyes were filled with pride. Even if the little Golden Core cultivator had weird skills, he still had to surrender under the overwhelming strength.

"The Starry Sky"

The thick death crisis behind him made Ye Mo ignore the already sluggish Jin Dan and once again cast the stars in the sky, and the nine clones separated again.

"Are you doing this again?"

This time, the phantom was not fooled and kept chasing Ye Mo's real body.

"Gather"

Ye Mo was cruel and threw the high-level vitality pill that he had previously obtained from the ancestor of the Siren Lion Demon Nascent Soul into his mouth, and then swallowed it, and the nine clones condensed instantly.

The third stage is Starry Sky.

The speed suddenly increased by more than three times, and a shadow appeared quickly, widening the distance.

The powerful vitality in the high-level vitality pill continuously replenishes the needs of the Nigongwan Golden Pill in the mind, so there is no danger for the time being.

"Asshole, how can this kid run away so well? Let's see how long you can hold on."

In the blink of an eye, the shadow kept pulling away, but it was consumed by Ye Mo.

As long as the inheritors in the hall do not come out, Xuying is not afraid in this secret realm of ten thousand poisons.

"There must be some way."

The vitality in Ni Gong Wan was rapidly depleted, and Ye Mo's eyes showed a nervous look. His consciousness kept scanning around, looking for a solution, and the shadow behind him was like a tarsal maggot, inseparable.

Fight?

Even in the third stage of Starry Sky Art, Ye Mo didn't have the confidence to fight the phantom head-on. The difference in combat power was too big.

The magic-breaking divine thunder?

But the phantom was the sword spirit of a flying sword, inside the flying sword. It has no effect at all. It relies on the flying sword itself to fight, and the magic-breaking divine thunder cannot stop it.

Jiuxuan Ice Flame? I'm afraid there's nothing I can do about this flying sword.

"What else can be done?

The energy loss was huge, and even the mana in Dantian was almost exhausted, so Ye Mo had to start using pills to replenish it.

For a whole stick of incense, Ye Mo's speed gradually slowed down, making it difficult to continue.

"Boy, can't you hold on anymore?"

Xuying's eyes flashed with greed.

Ye Mo's face was pale, the energy of the high-level vitality pills had long been exhausted, and there were not many other levels of vitality pills left in the storage ring.

Do we really need to use ancient paintings?

It's not that Ye Mo doesn't want to use the ancient painting, but that the phantom is beyond the scope of Ye Mo's understanding. What if the ancient painting is robbed by the phantom.

Ye Mo has long been prepared. If nothing can be done, he will hide directly in the ancient paintings. If the ancient paintings cannot resist it, he will have to give up the Eternal Flow.

The most important thing is, even if you give up the Eternal Flow now, will this shadow let you go?

Ye Mo suddenly looked at the lonely cabin a hundred feet away from the main hall. The direction of the teleportation array was blocked by flying swords, and the closest place was only that cabin.

This cabin was not destroyed, but it seemed a little strange.

Just when Ye Mo looked towards the cabin, the phantom's expression suddenly changed, and his sword became a little fiercer, trying to take Ye Mo's life.

"Pfft"

Ye Mo only felt that his left chest was pierced by the spiritual sword.

"Damn"

He suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood and landed on the spirit sword.

Ye Mo's body flew directly towards the cabin.

"You dare."

The moment he was sprayed by Ye Mo's essence and blood, the shadow's body froze, and its already hazy and transparent body was suddenly covered with a layer of red light, and its speed dropped sharply.

A sword spirit without an owner is most likely to be invaded by the monk's essence and blood, and even be sacrificed.

"It is indeed a spiritual sword. Even if this essence and blood cannot refine you, it can still stop you from taking a breath."

Surprise flashed in Ye Mo's eyes, and when the shadow came back to his senses, he had already landed at the door of the cabin.

The aura of chaos suddenly rose, and the shadow was full of murderous intent, flying madly towards the cabin.

Ye Mo didn't stop at all and broke into the cabin directly.

"Bang"

There was a loud noise, and a layer of light like a hall suddenly appeared outside the small wooden house.

The shadow was knocked upside down, roared wildly in the air, and hit the cabin again and again, and was ejected every time.

After making sure that the shadow couldn't come in, Ye Mo's legs felt weak and he sat cross-legged on the ground. Then he threw several mid-level vitality pills directly into his mouth and meditated to heal his injuries.