King of the Fairy City

Ye Mo's cold and indifferent smile was terrifying. The minds of the ten golden elixir disciples exploded, and they looked at Ye Mo in disbelief.

Seeing how Ye Mo fired three cannons in a row just now, costing 12 million spirit stones with just a raise of his hand, and how ruthless he was with four million spirit stones in one shot, all the disciples couldn't help but tremble in their hearts. Such a ruthless person would kill them. After throwing it out, the disciples didn't dare to think of it as a joke.

"Plop!"

Liu Chengxu suddenly knelt down, kowtowed to Ye Mo repeatedly, and begged Ye Mo to spare his life.

Seeing this, other disciples also knelt down and kowtowed, begging Ye Mo to let them go.

After kowtowing nine times in a row, Liu Chengxu raised his head. His forehead was already red, with a few wisps of blood spurting out. He looked at Ye Mo and said, "Old Ancestor probably wants to attack Jin Xu, is he afraid that we will leak it out? Is it okay for me, this junior?" I swear to heaven that I will never reveal what happened here, and I hope that my ancestor will spare my life."

"Please, ancestor, spare my life."

The other disciples said in unison.

Jin Xu was lying on the deck and was going crazy. Why did this matter involve him? Just now he was still laughing to himself, these damn guys were going to be thrown out, but now in the blink of an eye, it was his turn.

It's a pity that his mana and movement were blocked, and he couldn't speak at all. He could only stare at Ye Mo pitifully with his eyes wide open.

At this time, Wen Rennuan, who was watching all this silently, spoke: "Nine of you, lift Jin Xu together and throw him out."

All the disciples were stunned and looked at Ye Mo. When they saw Ye Mo nodding slightly, the nine of them stood up in joy and walked towards Jin Xu with a sneer.

Poor Jin Xu's mana and movement were blocked. He could only stare with his eyes wide open and his eyes were about to burst, but he couldn't move at all. In this state, if he fell into the insect swarm, it would be impossible to self-destruct.

Jin Xu had been lifted up, and Ye Mo didn't bother to look anymore, turned around and walked back to the cabin.

The token to control the warship was in Wen Rennuan's hand. Wen Rennuan immediately opened a gap and let the nine Jindan disciples throw Jin Xu out as if throwing away garbage.

After throwing away Jin Xu, Liu Chengxu turned around and gave Wen Rennuan a big gift, saying gratefully: "Thank you, Patriarch, for interceding for us."

Wenren Nuan raised her eyebrows slightly, turned around and walked back to the cabin without bothering to explain anything.

"Aren't you surprised why I should help them?"

Seeing Ye Mo practicing calmly, Wen Rennuan said.

"I'm waiting for your explanation."

Ye Mo said calmly without opening his eyes.

With a frustrated snort, Wen Rennuan explained: "Although you can use my identity to act, you have to know that my identity is not omnipotent, and Fudo City also has its enemies."

"If you want to deal with Fudo City, you must not just rely on the people of Fudo City. You must also train your own people so that you can compete with them."

"I see."

Ye Mo suddenly opened his eyes, looking deep in thought.

With the support of Fudo City, Ye Mo really relaxed a lot. He felt that with the support of Fudo City, what else could he not accomplish? Therefore, I didn't take these Jindan disciples seriously.

But he forgot that this was Fudo City's power, not his own power. If he wanted to compete with Fudo City, how could he use Fudo City's power?

As a bystander, Wen Rennuan saw it much more clearly and corrected Ye Mo's wrong idea.

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Nearly a hundred warships and tens of thousands of magical beasts fled for their lives, but they still could not escape the pursuit of the Holy Golden Beetle. Under the crazy pursuit, hundreds of magical beasts could not hold on in one day and fell into A wave of scarabs.

On the second day, hundreds of monsters and two warships perished.

On the third day, more than two thousand monsters and ten warships perished.

…

In just five days, more than 40,000 monsters and warships disappeared, and more than a hundred warships disappeared. Fortunately, new monsters and warships joined in the next few days. Otherwise, based on the original figures, all the monsters and warships would have disappeared. The ship has completely disappeared.

In these five days, Ye Mo even watched two demonic beasts that had just entered the thirteenth level die in the tide of holy golden beetles.

It was precisely because of these two thirteenth-level monsters that all the monsters and warships got a chance to breathe.

By the seventh day, everyone and the magical beasts had arrived at the very depths of the Demonic Abyss, very close to the location of the abyss strange beasts, and the tide of holy golden beetles finally receded slowly.

Not because I was tired, but because I was scared away.

There are so many magical beasts above level 13 here that even the Holy Scarabs dare not attack them and can only retreat. In fact, only by entering such a dangerous place can we gain a chance of survival.

However, with the roar of a fourth-level monster, the many monsters and warships that had just taken a breath were suddenly frightened and frightened. They immediately dispersed and did not dare to gather together again.

Many monsters and warships dispersed, leaving only more than twenty warships parked in place, including Ye Mo's warship.

The reason why many warships did not leave was because most of them were hesitating whether they should enter the territory of the abyss strange beasts and find the spiritual ointment in the strange beasts?

If it were normal times, they would definitely not have such thoughts. Just how to enter here would be a problem.

But things are different now. Perhaps the warcraft are afraid of the tide of holy golden beetles, or perhaps it is for other reasons that ordinary Nascent Soul monks like them come here. This place is less than ten thousand miles away from the place where the strange beasts of the abyss sleep. , so close that your heart beats faster and you feel dreamy.

Ye Mo was also struggling. He didn't know whether he should enter the territory of the abyss beast. He was not too anxious to find the spiritual ointment because his realm was not yet reached. He was only at the fourth level of the Nascent Soul, and it would take time to stabilize.

Moreover, he had the identity of a demon. As long as he was good enough, he would have the opportunity to find the spiritual ointment, unlike those ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators who were truly lacking in talent.

After thinking for a long time, Ye Mo made a difficult decision not to look for the spiritual ointment. He had to use it if he had the life.

Why can the benefits of finding the spiritual ointment always be obtained by elite disciples?

It's not that the sect is partial, but that ordinary cultivators are not strong enough to enter here and die, while elite disciples can save their lives. This alone is irrefutable.

He is only at the fourth level of the Nascent Soul. Even if he is very strong, he can't compare with ordinary Nascent Soul peak cultivators. The gap in realm is not so easy to make up.

Just when Ye Mo was about to turn around and leave, his consciousness suddenly found something wrong and immediately turned his head to look over.

A monk in ragged clothes and in a hurry was riding a flying sword, running crookedly for his life. One of his arms was broken, and he looked back from time to time, as if a ferocious tiger and hungry wolf were hanging behind him.

"Fall!"

Ye Mo did not hesitate, and pinched the sword formula with his hand. The palm wearing the magic weapon glove slashed out a gray-blue sword light, slashing at the fleeing monk.

The fleeing monk did not expect to be attacked suddenly. His body flashed, barely dodging Ye Mo's sword light, and the whole person fell from the flying sword.

The moment the sword light rushed out, the monks on other warships also found the fleeing monk, and hurriedly opened the magic shield, driving the ghost barrier, magic cloud barrier, magic weapon, etc. to rush over quickly.

The fleeing monk had no protection and fell to the ground from more than ten feet high. He was immediately knocked unconscious, and his eyes were hazy. He saw the standard robes of the Moon Worship Sect in the crowd, and immediately struggled to crawl towards the people of the Moon Worship Sect.

However, he was immediately stepped on the back by Ye Mo, and could no longer move.

At this time, the pursuers behind the fleeing monk also appeared. They were people from the two warships, and they were disciples of the same sect.

"This person was discovered by my Yaofo Sect. Please let him go, donor in front."

The two warships were inlaid with Buddhist beads and relics, with layers of Buddha light and colorful overflowing. It was indeed a member of the Yaofo Sect.

"This brother, he is a disciple of my Moon Worship Sect. Please show some respect to him." The person from the Moon Worship Sect also said.

Ye Mo looked at the people from the Moon Worship Sect, and then at the two ordinary Yuanying monks of the Yaofo Sect. He sneered and asked the two monks from the Yaofo Sect: "Does he owe you Yuanjing from the Yaofo Sect? Why are you chasing him so hard? Or did you find something?"

The two monks looked at each other. They were not stupid, so they kept silent.

Ye Mo sneered again, grabbed the Moon Worship Sect disciple at his feet, and said, "I want to know what's going on with you now. Tell me what you know, otherwise, I'll throw you out, and no one can protect you."

"Brother, you're wrong. Although my Moon Worship Sect is not as good as the Shiba Sect, it's still no problem to protect a fellow disciple."

The Yuanying Patriarch of the Moon Worship Sect looked at Ye Mo coldly. He knew that he couldn't deal with the other party alone, but he could gather other ancestors to fight together.

"Really? I want to kill you, who can stop me here?"

Ye Mo was too lazy to talk nonsense with them. The fourth stage of the Yuanying cultivation was instantly displayed, and the violent aura swept thousands of miles of the abyss.

The demon cultivators couldn't help but change color slightly.

Most of them were cultivators in the Yuanying period, and they were ordinary cultivators, but Ye Mo was a fourth stage of the Yuanying, and from the aura, it seemed that he was not an ordinary cultivator. It was indeed difficult for others to stop him from killing anyone here.

The escaped monk in Ye Mo's hand also accepted his fate and said, "I sneaked into the strange beast territory and happened to see two demon beasts fighting for the strange beast's spiritual ointment, both of them were injured..."

"Impossible, the abyss strange beast has reached the fifteenth level, which demon beast dares to fight on its head?" A Yuanying monk refuted.

"Because the abyss strange beast is not far from death, the two demon beasts found the spiritual ointment in the strange beast's body, and they coveted the spiritual ointment in each other's hands, so they fought and finally both were injured." The escaped monk explained.

"Donor, be careful with your words!"

The two Yuanying monks of the Demon Buddha Sect couldn't help but said.

"Shut up!"

Ye Mo raised his hand, and the surging mana and a stream of vitality poured into the magic weapon gloves. The dark gloves glowed coldly, and instantly a demon bird flapped its wings and hit the sky, spewing monstrous demon fire, sweeping towards the two demon Buddha sect monks.

Ignoring the two monks' flustered movements, Ye Mo's eyes shone with brilliance, and he said, "So, the spiritual ointment is in your hands? How much is it?"

Hearing this, the fugitive monk immediately stammered, and didn't say anything for a long time.

"Brothers from the Shiba Sect, no matter what, you already know the news. This spiritual ointment was obtained by my disciples at the cost of their lives. Do you want to take it away? Don't blame my sect for not agreeing."

Anyone can see that the fugitive monk has obtained more than one spiritual ointment. The monks of the Moon Worship Sect will never let the spiritual ointment fall into the hands of monks from other sects, so they immediately stood up and said.

Ye Mo glanced coldly, and the soul of the demon bird was alive. It immediately turned around and pounced on the monk of the Moon Worship Sect, making the Yuanying monk angry and cursing.

"Tell me, as long as you have more than two, no matter how many, you can get one, right?"

Ye Mo's two moves have already frightened these cruel and vicious demon cultivators. It's not that he is crueler than these people, but that he has a high level of cultivation and is cruel enough, which makes these demon cultivators afraid.

After all, the Southern Demon is not a place for cruelty, but a place for cultivation.

"Yes, it's two portions."

The fugitive monk reluctantly admitted.

"Okay, let's talk about the status of the abyss beast and why it didn't make any movement when the two monsters were fighting."

Ye Mo continued to ask.

"The strange beast of the abyss is not just sleeping, but has passed out. Two eleventh-level monsters are fighting above it for a long time without waking it up. It seems to be dead."

said the fugitive monk.

After hearing the words of the escaped monk, the eyes of many demonic cultivators suddenly brightened up. Those who were hesitant before now also made up their minds to take a trip into the body of the abyss strange beast. This is a God-given opportunity, don't be a fool.