King of the Fairy City

As soon as Xiahou Jun finished speaking, Elder Zhu's face changed and he immediately said, "Young Sect Master, you are asking me to hide in the back. I'm sorry I can't do that."

Sighing lightly, Xiahou Jun was not angry, and explained calmly, "Elder Zhu, your cultivation and your contribution to the sect are all seen by us. I have absolutely no intention of targeting you, Elder Zhu. It's just that you have just consumed a lot of vitality and it's not good to fight again at this time, so I gave you the task of escorting the Jindan cultivator."

"After sending the Jindan cultivator back safely, if you recover well, Elder Zhu, come back and fight with us again. If you don't recover well, don't be stubborn and come back. Stay in the Shiba Sect to teach the younger generation."

The explanation, like a will, made everyone change color. They didn't know why Xiahou Jun, the young sect master of the Shiba Sect, was so pessimistic.

"Young Sect Master, you..." The elders hesitated.

Xiahou Jun waved his hand and said calmly: "Execute the order."

Afterwards, Xiahou Jun began to use his spiritual sense to contact other flying warship owners, sect elders, and acting sect masters. This time, the Southern Demons sent out a large number of troops, almost all of them came out. How could Xiahou Jun, Xiahou Yin, and the sect masters and leaders give up before achieving their goal?

Although the Southern Demons were bloodthirsty and cruel, they were faster and more decisive than the army of the Immortal City Alliance.

Under the surging waves of the Holy Golden Beetle Sea, nearly half of the warships of the third echelon were lost. After being frozen and destroyed by the Transformation God Venerable, many warships were quickly recovered by the demon army and gathered in front of the flying warship.

The loss of more than 40,000 flying warships was not small. Those that were not seriously damaged were immediately sent to the flying warships and repaired by the weapon refining masters. Those that were seriously damaged were abandoned on the spot, or dismantled and defensive fortifications were built on the spot.

Everything was carried out in a tense and orderly atmosphere.

At this time, when the Jindan monks heard that they could finally leave the abyss, countless people cheered and jumped for joy, and some of them screamed and howled, and were almost dragged down and beaten.

Only a few Jindan monks felt that something was wrong.

If the Holy Golden Beetles had not suddenly appeared, and had not appeared in the form of an ambush, the Jindan monks could have swept away another wave of low-level monsters, so that fewer Yuanying monks would have died in the subsequent battles.

Unfortunately, the Holy Golden Beetles seemed to have planned it in advance, causing heavy losses to many Jindan monks.

Moreover, this order came very suddenly. The rumbling and majestic voice from the flying battleship was just about to roar in the ears of the demon cultivators: Now, immediately, right away... leave this place.

The situation is urgent!

But even if they knew the situation was urgent, what could they do? They were just a group of small Jindan monks and could not do anything at all. Staying would only cause trouble.

Under the repeated urging of the majestic voice from the flying battleship, the demon cultivators below the Yuanying stage quickly disappeared, driving various magic tools and rushing away. At the same time, there were also A figure with red flames all over the sky, and a dark figure.

At this time, the monster tide was less than 10,000 miles away from the army of Feitian Demon City in the north. Countless monsters of different sizes trampled on the ground, the earth rumbled, and rolled up the raging and chaotic demonic energy, rushing madly, with a huge and shocking momentum.

The huge beast tide spread out, stretching for hundreds of miles. In the dense and crazy demonic energy, there were flashing blood-red shadows that were creepy. They were the beast pupils of the monsters, filled with dazzling red light, almost dripping blood.

Ye Mo looked at this horrible scene with great solemnity. He had never seen such a scene before. In the East China Sea cultivation world, most of them were foundation-building and golden elixir-stage cultivators. The Yuanying was the ancestor, the overlord of one side, how could there be so many ancestors to form an army.

Even in the first life, the abyss beasts scared countless monsters to escape from the abyss. The abyss was not as terrifying as it is now, just like a weak mortal facing a group of mad wolves.

These are a hundred thousand ten-level or higher magic beasts.

Apart from the battle between immortals and demons, where else can you see such a large number of Nascent Soul-level creatures gathering to fight? At this moment, even with the ferocity of the Southern Demon cultivators, they can't help but feel uneasy.

The human race has always been inferior to the gifted races such as the demon race, magic beasts, and spirit races. Although the magic army has a great advantage in numbers, so what? A hundred thousand crazy magic beasts may not be afraid of hundreds of thousands of human beings.

If it were the demon race, they might be afraid at this time, but unfortunately, these are magic beasts. Just look at the bloody eyes in the smoke-slanting demonic energy, and you will know that these magic beasts have no rationality at all. The demon race will be afraid, but they will not.

" All warship controllers, immediately give up the tokens in your hands, give up the control of the warships, the warship headquarters temporarily needs the control of the warships, repeat..."

A majestic voice suddenly came from dozens of flying warships, allowing all Yuanying demon cultivators to hear it clearly.

Hearing such a request, many demon cultivators frowned immediately, feeling very confused. After careful consideration, they did not immediately give up the control of the warships.

Ye Mo hesitated for a moment, then gently placed the warship control token in his hand on the ground, then stepped back two steps and waited for the next step.

The reason he chose to compromise was not because of anything else, just because he didn't want to attract attention and cause exposure. Of course, he also believed that these flying warships sent out so many warship fleets, it is impossible that they had no means to control these warships.

Sure enough, not long after, Ye Mo saw several demon cultivators being thrown out by the warships, falling into a rolling gourd, extremely embarrassed.

At this moment, a gap suddenly opened on the deck of the warship, and the warship token was sucked in. Ye Mo took a casual glance and found that there seemed to be another world below the deck, and there was a very subtle sound of the puppet machine operating.

What he saw at a glance made Ye Mo think deeply. He didn't know what plans or back-ups the various sects of the Southern Demon had.

"Rumble..."

The sound of galloping hooves rumbled and vibrated, rolling over. Countless warships that lost control fell to the ground, shaking in the violent vibrations.

Ye Mo's expression changed slightly and he looked forward. The wave of monsters was less than 5,000 miles away and was about to arrive in a blink of an eye. What on earth were the top leaders of the various sects doing? He actually released the demon cultivators from control of the warship at this time.

Without the support of the warships, the demon cultivators would surely suffer heavy casualties in the fight with the monsters. It is not impossible that this army would even be lost here!

Secretly, Ye Mo has gathered all his magic power and is ready to break out and escape at any time.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

Suddenly, rays of clear blue mana radiated from dozens of battleships. Shoot out, there are hundreds of thousands in total), each warship is connected to 10,000 warships, and the entire sky is suddenly shrouded in a blue skynet, which is dazzling.

After connecting to the warship, the flying warship controlled the warship to fly up and shuttle through the sky. Finally, one by one landed on the ground.

The warships that landed on the ground suddenly turned sideways, and a clear and dense sound of machinery was heard. They saw that these warships changed one after another and connected together to form a steel city wall that stretched tens of thousands of miles long.

Behind the city wall, a small number of warships were scattered everywhere, blooming with misty brilliance, and the last part of the warships were flying in the air at all times and did not become part of the city wall.

Immediately afterwards, a shocking force surged out like wind and thunder, and a black and cold light suddenly penetrated the earth, causing the earth to shake slightly, but other than that, there was no other abnormality.

Although the small Shentong-class warships are small weapons of war, they are still about two hundred feet long. When erected and connected together, they form a two hundred-foot-high city wall.

The Feitian Battleship slowly pressed down, and the Feitian Battleship's hull acted as a formation protective shield for the many Nascent Soul cultivators below.

In an instant, the Southern Demon army, which was still "naked." exposed in front of the wave of monsters, was blocked by the erected warships. The formation was in motion, and it was difficult for the monsters to attack. There were flying warships above their heads to protect them. Attacking from above is also delusional.

This is the temporary battlefield fortress of the Southern Demon Army. It is indestructible, can be attacked, defended, advanced or retreated.

Of course, although there is a formation to block it, the city wall formed by the warship does not fit well with the warship. There will always be loopholes, and monsters will rush in.

Furthermore, even if there are formation guards like the Immortal City and the Main Immortal City, so what, if you want to lose, you will lose sooner or later.

The battlefield fortress is not a fairy city after all. It is just a temporary shelter that allows human monks to have a chance and time to breathe and rest.

Apparently none of the demon cultivators thought about avoiding danger by avoiding danger. The role of the battlefield fortress is very simple. As long as it can slow down the offensive of the demonic beasts, it is enough. If the demonic cultivators cannot be dispersed at once, the demonic beasts will taste it. Feeling like a siege.

Among the many demon cultivators, Ye Mo wore black gloves on his hands and a black cloak, and his consciousness crossed the warship to observe the situation outside.

"Brother-in-law."

A big hand patted Ye Mo's shoulder, and at the same time a sound of laughter came from his mind. Xia Houjun appeared beside Ye Mo with his head tilted up, and said with a smile: "Why are you in a daze? Are you scared?"

Ye Mo glanced at Xia Houjun. After all, this kid was not stupid enough and knew not to shout.

"I'm afraid of death, but there's nothing to fear about killing monsters."

Ye Mo said calmly with a flash of gray blue in his eyes.

Seeing Ye Mo's weird performance, Xia Houjun couldn't help but be shocked: "Did my 'brother-in-law' really get anything good from the last experience? It's only been a few days, and the "True Grimoire" has already made some achievements, at least using it It’s no longer a problem.”

"Hey, you sound so crazy. Aren't you afraid that the monster won't kill you, but you will be killed by the monster?"

Among the group of people who followed Xia Houjun, there were many demon cultivators at the peak of Nascent Soul. Their cultivation strength was extremely terrifying. They were also the elders of the Green Demon Sect. They saw that their young sect leader Xia Houjun, who was their brother-in-law, suddenly became so close to a stranger. , naturally feeling uncomfortable.

Everywhere, there are different circles. Xia Houjun and the group of people behind him are obviously in the same circle, while Ye Mo is a complete outsider.

Of course, the reason why they felt uncomfortable was because Ye Mo was not strong enough. How could such a person get close to Young Sect Master Xiahou? Does Xia Houjun want to train another confidant?