King of the Fairy City

(Sweat, two chapters were missed in the chapter update. Behind the 784 Hunting of the Little Lord of Warcraft - 784 (middle) Warcraft Collapse, 784 (Part 2) The Second Treasure. After these two chapters, there is Chapter 785 Gathering in the Abyss.)

Although as long as the Warcraft Lords lose their minds, this battle will be won by 50%, but this has nothing to do with Ye Mo. He is not here to fight, but to find people, or to kill people and seize treasures.

There are still several days before the demonic energy fills the abyss again. Without the interference of the demonic energy, everyone's consciousness is not disturbed. Ye Mo directly launches his spiritual consciousness to search everywhere.

Not long after, Ye Mo found another target.

Speaking of which, Ye Mo would find this target thanks to the God Transformation Masters.

If it weren't for the war between the Lord Transformation God and the Warcraft Lords, which caused countless Nascent Souls to flee in fear, Ye Mo wouldn't be able to find the target that should be far away.

"Venerable God Transformation and the Warcraft Lords have done me a big favor. When they start fighting later, they will inevitably be unable to control the scope of the impact. Once they have a problem, the battlefield on the ground will immediately become chaotic. When chaos breaks out, I will be the one to do it. Chance."

Ye Mo's mind was spinning rapidly and he quickly formulated a plan, then raised his eyes to look at the sky.

"Mu Qi, where are you going?"

Xiahou Siyu grabbed Ye Mo who was about to set off, with worry in his beautiful eyes.

If "Mouqi" hadn't returned the bracelet to her, she wouldn't have asked a question, but the problem was that the bracelet had already been returned to her, and she couldn't just watch him take risks. Moreover, the venerable and the lord were about to go to war, and she was even more worried. There's no reason for him to leave.

"Do something and wait for me in the fortress."

After rubbing the girl's head, Ye Mo exploded with almost 500,000 kilograms of strength before he pried the girl's bare hand off her arm, and then rushed into the bloody beast crowd without looking back.

Xiahou Siyu stared blankly in the direction where "Miao Qi" disappeared, as if "Miao Qi" would never come back once he left.

She didn't want to know who "Miao Qi" was, nor did she want to expose him, she just wanted to deceive herself like this.

However, watching "Miao Qi" leave, she didn't even know what he was going to do. Maybe it was just a small thing, or maybe it was dangerous. But no matter what, she couldn't think of a reason to stop it.

Because she knows better than anyone else that this "Miao Qi" is not the other "Miao Qi". The "Miao Qi" who has his own ideas, his own style, and his own persistence is not the timid and timid person who used to do things. Miu Qi is a taciturn mortal born in the capital.

"Miao Qi, you must come back. I don't want to lose you again. Just let me continue to live in the dream I weaved."

Xiahou Siyu said to himself.

…

Stepping into the battlefield, Ye Mo lowered his head and glanced at his left arm. The long sleeve had been cut off by Xiahou Siyu's knife-like claws and fingers. Through the torn cuff, you could see the bleeding arm inside. There was also a layer of black bruises, which had been grabbed alive by the girl's grip!

"well."

Ye Mo didn't blame Xia Hou Siyu. If the target hadn't been discovered, and the target still had a treasure that was crucial to the promotion of the fairy city, Ye Mo didn't want to take risks.

It's not her fault that Xiahou Siyu is so worried. Only those who have experienced loss know how precious it is.

Ye Mo understood Xia Hou Siyu's meaning very well. She held on so tightly to tell him how worried she would be. Her heart was being held as hard as the arm being held; It was so tight to tell him that if he had the strength to break free, she would be relieved.

If it were the former Miao Qi, Ye Mo was sure that Xiahou Siyu would not use such a hint and would directly stop it, and he would definitely be able to stop it.

The former Miao Qi... was just an ordinary person. His luck had reached its peak after he had cultivated to Nascent Soul.

"But……"

Ye Mo suddenly remembered something, and his heartbeat suddenly skipped a beat. He suddenly remembered the moment when Miu Qi died. Although his eyes were a little shocked and unwilling, there seemed to be a subtle flash of light deep in his eyes. Check the light.

Eyes are the best at expressing a person's thoughts, whether they are hate, love, sorrow, longing, etc., they can be easily expressed.

Ye Mo doesn't have the ability to read minds, and he can't find a dead person to search for his soul. He can only look for the emotions represented through his eyes, and then try to understand the meaning.

"That look... gratified? Yes, it seems to be gratifying, but... I killed him, and he was gratified? This doesn't make sense."

While Ye Mo was distracted and entangled with other monks from the Corpse Demon Sect, he was thinking about Miao Qi's eyes when he was dying.

"Don't worry? Bullshit! It's this unexplainable feeling again. If I kill him, will he be relieved?"

Ye Mo scolded her endlessly. The meanings he felt for two consecutive times were far from what he expected, but he didn't want to give up. There must be some secret hidden in such complicated eyes. What exactly is it?

"Smug?"

Suddenly, Ye Mo's whole body was shocked, and he suddenly felt another emotion. This emotion was finally close to what he expected: "Proud, yes, no matter how you look at it, there seems to be a smile in his eyes. There should be pride." His emotions are inside, could he have some back-up plan? "

"Backhand...blood jade! But I can't explain it. Xiahou Siyu has no murderous intention towards me. Instead, he regards me as Miao Qi himself...even though he knows that I am fake. Maybe...the reason may be here. "

"What did Miao Qi leave in the blood jade? He didn't ask her to help him avenge him, nor did he ask her to monitor or do anything. Could it be that he asked her to follow me..."

Thinking of this, Ye Mo didn't dare to think about it anymore, and cold sweat was dripping down his back.

But thinking about it, it seems possible. After all, every monk knows his own qualifications. Maybe he feels that he is not worthy of Xiahou Siyu, so he is happy to have Ye Mo take over this hot potato? rest assured?

Pooh!

It doesn't make sense again.

Ye Mo stopped thinking about it. After this time, he didn't want to worry about such things anymore. It was more tiring than practicing small magical powers. As I said, just take it one step at a time. If there is a mystery, it will be revealed in the end.

The monster that Ye Mo is dealing with now is a huge Earth Fire Swallowing Fire Monster. Its body is thirty to fifty miles long and wide. It likes to hide in places with strong Earth Fire. It cultivates by swallowing the essence of Earth Fire. It looks like a turtle. It grows to this size. It's big, at least 20,000 to 30,000 years old.

It takes 20,000 or 30,000 years for the Nascent Soul to reach its peak. It can be said that it can reach the Nascent Soul realm simply by living it.

However, precisely because it has lived a long time, this big guy has extremely rich combat experience. Ye Mo and his group struggled with it for a long time without much harm to it.

Of course, this is because it has a tortoise shell, which is covered with hot hard rocks, so people dare not approach it, and they dare not attack with all its strength. And its defense is ridiculously strong, so everyone can't do anything to it.

This is exactly the result Ye Mo wants.

Ye Mo first looked for a direction with fewer people, and at the same time he hid on the Earth Fire Swallowing Flame Demonic Beast. He quickly shot out a series of seals, and Ye Mo shouted in a low voice: ""Stars Fill the Sky"."

In a moment, an identical version of himself appeared next to Ye Mo. He had half of his own strength and could exist until his mana was exhausted. And Ye Mo's real body used the "Thousand Changes of Disguise" to change into another appearance, wearing a black cloak. His breath was suppressed and he quickly disappeared into the dark abyss.

Ye Mo had already planned this, and the figure almost hidden in the darkness quickly shuttled among the crowds of people and beasts.

At this moment, Ye Mo did not dare to use his spiritual consciousness to search for the target's location. A person's appearance can be changed, but a person's soul aura cannot be changed. As long as others have a little contact with his spiritual consciousness, they will know who they are.

"boom!"

At this moment, the fighting broke out in the sky.

It is said to be the sky, but in fact it is still in the abyss, but compared to the demon cultivators.

Accompanied by the deafening roar, the terrifying wind followed. The deceased's magic weapon, the broken bones, teeth, eyeballs, etc. of the monsters, etc., all turned into fast and furious killing weapons under the strong wind. .

"Escape quickly!"

Someone roared loudly, and the mana was mixed with the sound, trying to spread farther, but soon, the mana was dissipated, and the sound was annihilated in the fierce wind.

Although the venerables have tried their best to keep the decisive battle site as far away from the battlefield as possible, the fighting is uncontrollable. The battle in the sky is undoubtedly very fierce. The colorful magic weapons are constantly blooming with blazing rainbow-like streams of light. The ghost mist covers the sky, and the evil energy is blue and thick, covering the sky. Block out the sun.

Under the intertwining of the divine light emitted by the magical weapons and spells and the aura of ghosts, corpses, and demons, the ground below was quickly submerged, and the consciousness was severely disturbed. Countless demon cultivators and monsters fled one after another.

Amid the chaos of people and beasts, Ye Mo stood still, like a demonic monument standing on the ground. His black cloak was constantly rolling in the strong wind, revealing the long black sword at his waist.

"Find the target."

It was indeed right to choose to die and wait. Under the aura of demons and ghosts, everyone was running around like headless flies. Ye Mo stayed still and waited, but instead he waited for the target who was running around.

"Zhang Tingwei, the deacon of the Demon Saint Pavilion, has a fifth-level Nascent Soul cultivation level. He is a cousin to Zhang Ziyao, and he is also the closest and most trusted person to Zhang Ziyao."

Zhang Tingwei's information flashed through Ye Mo's mind, and he walked to Zhang Tingwei in a few steps and blocked the way: "Zhang Tingwei, I am the brother of Yin Gui Ancestor, and I will get back the four series of treasures for him today."

Zhang Tingwei was too arrogant and was seriously injured by a monster. He also encountered a war between gods and suffered another injury. He just wanted to leave here at the moment. He couldn't find a way out with his fellow disciples. Suddenly he met someone and cursed: " Go away, I don’t know any Yin Gui Ancestor.”

Zhang Tingwei had been seriously injured and injured. He was no match for a stronger Nascent Soul cultivator. He actually dared to be arrogant. How could Ye Mo be so polite to him? world.

…

Silently returning to the Earth Fire Swallowing Flame Demonic Beast, Ye Mo transformed back to his original appearance, and the clone disappeared directly.

At this moment, the monsters began to retreat, and the demon cultivators naturally refused to let them go easily. They chased them for more than 10,000 miles and killed hundreds of monsters before returning.

In the sky above the abyss, the battle between the Divine Transformation Lord and the Warcraft Lord also ended.

This is not the final battle, so naturally we don't expect any gains. That would be unrealistic, and it is impossible for the Warcraft to fight tooth and nail. Therefore, as long as they can be defeated, that's all.