King of the Fairy City

Among the endless gray-blue mountains, the area with a radius of dozens of miles centered on the swamp is shrouded in overwhelming demonic and ghostly aura, and the cold wind blows.

Above the swamp, thousands of water-based cages trapped various magical beasts, each of which was a tyrannical existence of level ten or above. At this moment, they were like trapped beasts struggling in fear, trying to break out of the cages.

Immediately afterwards, a strong and overbearing corpse energy as thick as ink swarmed over, and they threw themselves into the cage without any explanation.

"roar……"

"hiss"

"Ouch..."

Thousands of monsters roared in horror, spitting out their own crystals in unison, or using magic spells to defend themselves, trying to resist the corpse energy.

"Chichi."

A burst of anxious sounds sounded, and the magic spells were instantly disintegrated, and the bright crystals were destroyed by pollution, exuding a rich and fishy death aura. In an instant, most of the magic beasts lost the power to struggle and were helpless. He lay prone in the cage and let the corpse energy swallow him up.

The extremely strong corpse energy was extremely destructive. As soon as it touched the surface of the bodies of many monsters, it corroded pits and annihilated life.

The severe pain and the rapid dissipation of vitality made many monsters extremely painful, and their huge bodies twitched sharply until all vitality disappeared and they became completely dead bodies.

In just a short tea time, there was no movement in the thousands of water-based cages. All the monsters were crawling in the cages, motionless, and their vitality quickly disappeared.

Seeing this scene, Ye Mo secretly took a breath, and the shock in his heart was beyond words.

"This corpse energy is so overbearing. It can't even block a demonic beast above the tenth level for a moment. It will be swallowed up in an instant and its vitality will be wiped out."

"The erosion of corpse energy causes the vitality of the body to dissipate. The body of the monster quickly decays and collapses. Some bodies are not damaged much, while others have their flesh and blood destroyed, leaving only a skeleton. They are creating ghosts."

"What do they want to do by creating so many ghost clans? Is their target aimed at us, experienced disciples of the sect?"

Ye Mo watched all this silently, suppressing the shock in his heart and guessing the purpose of these ghosts.

After pondering for a moment, Ye Mo looked around the swamp, but found nothing.

"There are no ghost warships around this swamp. At least on the surface, they do not bring such weapons of war. If these thousands of ghost troops alone want to swallow up the experienced teams of various sects, it is absolutely impossible. Things, they’re not that stupid.”

The number of Yuanying monks from various sects who led the training of Jindan disciples this time is in the tens of thousands. On average, there are thousands of Yuanying monks in each sect. With so many monks, even if their talents and cultivation are not very good, just relying on The warship's small magical-level spiritual cannon can wipe out these thousands of ghosts.

To put it bluntly, there are just a few thousand ghost clans, which are not enough for the Nascent Soul monks of various sects to play around with.

Thinking like this, Ye Mo's eyes became deeper and deeper, and he thought to himself: "If this was just one of their strongholds, the result would be very different. It is not impossible to attack us monks from the Southern Demon Sect, but..."

Ye Mo's eyes flickered: "Why do you want to destroy us people? To end the inheritance of the various sects of the Southern Demon? This seems to be of no use."

Ye Mo himself has done this before, so he naturally knows what this means.

However, what Ye Mo did affected countless Yuanying demon cultivators of the demon clan, and even high-level demon clans were not spared. This was the real big deal.

These ghost cultivators are definitely not targeting the Nascent Soul cultivators here. There is no need and no use. The most likely target is the Golden Core cultivators.

But then again, even the Immortal City Alliance to cut off the inheritance of the demon clan knew that it was going to cut off the Yuanying monk generation, the ghost cultivator would not have thought?

Ye Mo immediately denied this possibility.

The reason why one generation of inheritance must be cut off is that the Nascent Soul generation is naturally difficult to deal with, and the golden elixir is too small. It is not even the pillar of the ethnic group, but can only be regarded as a group of juniors. Even if such juniors are destroyed, there is no need to How long will it take, there will soon be a group of people on top, and it will not be of much use to exterminate them.

Therefore, if we want to cut off the inheritance of one generation, we must cut off the Nascent Soul generation.

It can not only destroy potential stocks that can be promoted to gods and become powerful enemies, but it can also be delayed for countless years.

You must know that it only took one or two hundred years to complete the golden elixir stage at the beginning of the sealing of heaven and earth. Now it only takes tens or ten years, which is incredibly short.

As for cultivating to the Nascent Soul stage, although it doesn’t take too long considering today’s world, the requirements for talent are still very high. Without talent, it won’t matter how long you practice.

Therefore, not long ago, Ye's Immortal City and other Immortal City fought against other Immortal Cities, and once they were destroyed, the Yuan Ying generation of the demon clan was cut off.

With such a simple truth, the ghost clan would not understand why they would go to great lengths to deal with a group of juniors at the Golden Core stage?

"Unless...their target is not our group at all, but the Nascent Soul genius disciples of various sects who will soon enter the abyss of the Demon Realm, search for the strange beasts of the abyss, and obtain the spiritual ointment."

After thinking carefully and eliminating all possibilities, Ye Mo suddenly remembered the late-night appointment with Xia Hou Siyu not long ago.

At that time, Xiahou Siyu said: "When your cultivation level has improved in ten years, you will go with me to find the spiritual ointment to prepare for your promotion to the divine stage."

Ye Mo naturally knew that the hunting of the magical beasts and the spiritual ointment were ten years apart. In other words, after his group of people hunted the magical beasts, elite disciples from many sects entered the abyss of the demonic realm to search for and rob the spiritual ointment. when.

The more he thought about it, the more Ye Mo felt that this was extremely possible.

Then, Ye Mo thought again, according to the situation of the ghost clan, they should unite all the forces they can in order to get help from the outside world and break the seal of the underworld. Why should they destroy the inheritance of the Southern Demon forces?

You know, in the current world of immortal cultivation, the only ones who can help the underworld are the Southern Demon Continent Demon Sects and Blood Demons. No matter what, there is no reason to provoke the Southern Demon Sects.

"Forget it, what I can see, the Southern Demons can't fail to see, I just need to get this credit."

After all, Ye Mo knew too little, and after thinking for a long time, he couldn't think of anything deeper. He gave up thinking and looked back at the swamp below.

At this time, the ghost master Fengyuan had already restrained his ghost skills, and the other ghost cultivators were separated around the swamp to protect the entire swamp. Only the brilliant finger bone that was no different from a human finger bone was suspended above the many water cages, shining with snow-white light, and it actually revealed an indescribable holy taste.

At this moment, a shrill and unparalleled sound of breaking through the air rang out rapidly, coming from behind Ye Mo.

Ye Mo's face suddenly changed, and he looked back suddenly, and saw a black flying sword covered with magic patterns. When the formation on the flying sword was running, it spewed out strands of pure magic energy. It was obviously a top-level magic weapon flying sword.

For Ye Mo, such a flying sword could be crushed to pieces with just one finger, and he didn't care at all.

However, the bad thing was that at this time and place, such a powerful flying sword suddenly appeared. Whether he moved or not, he had been completely exposed.

At this moment, Ye Mo no longer hid, raised his hand and smashed the top-level magic weapon flying sword to pieces, and then turned into a black rainbow light and quickly fled from the mountains.

Ye Mo's speed was so fast that he soon found the person who secretly attacked him. After the person input mana and threw out the flying sword, he immediately turned around and fled, but was caught up by Ye Mo at this moment.

This is also because Ye Mo reacted quickly. If he reacted a little slower, he would have been held back by the ghost cultivator of Fengyuan Ghost Lord.

Seeing the back of this person, how could Ye Mo not recognize him? A surge of rage rose in his heart. With a flash of black light on his hands, he had already put on a pair of black silk gloves with a strange black magic bird imprinted on them. He raised his hand and printed it towards the back: "Child, die for this old ancestor."

Hearing this voice, Jin Xu, who was escaping at high speed, looked back and was frightened to death. He was horrified and angry in his heart, and didn't understand why Ye Mo was not held back by the ghost cultivator.

However, he no longer had extra time to think. Ye Mo was furious and attacked, and the hidden magic cultivation was fully exerted. How could he, a Jindan magic cultivator, resist it.

Knowing that Ye Mo had made up his mind to kill, Jin Xu dared not be arrogant anymore. He quickly slapped his storage bag, and a blue magic bead the size of a pigeon egg flew out. It was uneven on the surface, like a low-quality bead.

In fact, it is full of various runes and array patterns, and it belongs to the authentic magic weapon of the small magical power level. The densely packed things are not impurities, but arrays and magic runes.

"Puff"

Jin Xu didn't think twice and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the magic bead. At the same time, his cultivation was severely cut off, which made him bleed with heartache.

Nourished by the blood, the magic bead not only devoured the vitality and life essence in it, but also devoured the blood without a drop. Finally, it emitted a magic light, surging with gray-blue magic energy, and the space was shaken like a flower roll, with terrifying power.

"Do you think it can save you?"

Ye Mo sneered. This magic bead is indeed a precious magic weapon, but it depends on who uses it. A Jindan stage cultivator, even if he consumes vitality to activate the small magical weapon, the power he exerts is still a little bit behind that of a Yuanying cultivator.

On the other hand, Ye Mo's strength was greatly reduced under the limit that "Thousand Changes Disguise Art" could cover, but he also reached the level of a normal second-level Nascent Soul cultivator. With this level of cultivation, he activated the silk gloves of the minor magical power level, which directly overwhelmed the magic bead.

"Boom..."

The void trembled continuously, and the silk gloves hit the magic bead hard, and immediately knocked the magic bead out, and the vitality in it was also consumed at once.

Without giving Jin Xu any chance, Ye Mo flew forward, grabbed it, and took the magic bead away.

At this moment, a shocking breath behind him erupted like a volcano, erupting wildly, shaking the earth for thousands of miles.

Ye Mo's expression suddenly changed, and his face became solemn. He didn't care about settling accounts with Jin Xu. He clapped his palms lightly, slapped out a majestic magic power, crushed over, and instantly smashed Jin Xu's magic shield, pinched it in his magic palm, and fled from here at a very fast speed.

In a vast open space, nine Jindan demon cultivators had already sensed the terrifying momentum and were anxiously waiting for Ye Mo to return.

It was not because they were so loyal, but because the token was on Ye Mo. Without it, they would never be able to board the warship and get the corresponding protection.

Soon after the terrifying sound of a volcanic eruption, they saw two figures flying rapidly and immediately showed joy on their faces. This group of disciples was smart and did not go to meet them. They all flew up and turned to fly in the direction of the warship.

When approaching the warship, Ye Mo poured a stream of mana into the token, and the formations on the warship were all opened. Everyone rushed in, and then the formations were closed.

"Return to your respective positions and prepare for battle."

As soon as he landed on the deck, Ye Mo sealed Jin Xu's mana and threw it aside, saying coldly.

The bodies of the Jindan disciples were shocked, and they returned to their respective positions and began to adjust the minor supernatural power level spiritual power cannons. Ye Mo also came to a turret, made a simple adjustment, and aimed the muzzle at the black-robed figure in the distant sky.

"Five cannons fire at once, with maximum power."

Ye Mo shouted loudly, and poured four million worth of spirit stones into the spirit cannon. In an instant, a faint light flashed at the muzzle, and then it blasted into the sky. A terrifying light column more than ten feet thick connected the sky and the ground, almost blasting a big hole in the sky.