King of the Fairy City

The top leaders of each faction were not aware of what was happening in the faction. Although some of them were familiar with some Nascent Soul cultivators, they did not notice anything wrong when these people who had fallen but reappeared deliberately hid.

Among the various factions, only the faction under the Blood Demon had no mysterious figures invading. Perhaps they were afraid of the Blood Demon's control over the magic puppets, so they did not alert the enemy.

However, no matter how carefully these mysterious figures hid, they were still noticed by a very small number of Nascent Soul cultivators in each faction. Naturally, they were very alert to these people who had "resurrected".

Ye Mo was very sensitive and soon discovered these The figures, especially some of them, fell under Ye Mo's eyes. Now they reappeared, which made Ye Mo feel extremely puzzled and frowned.

Relying on his current status, Ye Mo extended his spiritual sense and scanned one of the figures. Such a naked scan was tantamount to a serious provocation. If it were an ordinary person, even if Ye Mo's status was different, he would ask for an explanation.

However, Ye Mo didn't expect that the demon cultivator just tried his best to restrain the dissatisfaction on his face and smiled at Ye Mo with an ugly face.

There is something strange!

Dare to do this, you are not afraid of offending people. Ye Mo has long been prepared for the other party to question and even scold.

But the other party was indifferent, maybe he was really angry. He was upset, but he had no intention of questioning. When he looked into Ye Mo's eyes, he still showed a false smile to deal with it. This was too deliberate, as if... he was trying his best to avoid conflict.

Ye Mo knew that his status in the Southern Demon was different, but he was not actually right. Even so, the other party did not conflict with him. This was really too deliberate and too obvious.

However, Ye Mo did not find anything strange for a while.

His spiritual sense swept over the demon cultivator. The other party's breathing, heartbeat, body temperature, etc., all met the characteristics of a Yuanying cultivator. Even the injuries were not much different from before he disappeared, and the degree of wound healing was similar to the results after using elixirs to heal the wounds. I really can't see what's wrong.

Then, this demon cultivator and the other demon cultivators who disappeared and returned to the team did something inconspicuous, which made Ye Mo even more confused and alert.

After chatting with the familiar demon cultivators beside them for a few words, these people said something, and then kept silent, hiding their figures. Anyone who looked at them would only notice the demon cultivators beside these demon cultivators, and would not pay much attention to these demon cultivators who deliberately hid.

"So they are trying their best to hide themselves. It seems that the demon cultivator who was indifferent to the provocation by himself also chose to swallow his anger in order to avoid being exposed... But why do they hide? If they are lucky enough to survive and return to the sect, who wouldn't brag or sigh and celebrate their survival? How can they do this? Not only do they not publicize it, but they even swallow their anger and don't expose themselves. "

Ye Mo's thoughts turned rapidly in his mind, and his eyes flickered with coldness. He felt that the whole thing exuded a weird atmosphere.

Before Ye Mo could continue to explore this matter, the high-level leaders of the various forces had dispersed and returned to their respective spheres of influence, all with solemn expressions.

All parties have already negotiated peace, and no one wants to go to war at this time. Naturally, there is no need for the Xiahou family and the Jin family to confront each other all the time. The helmsman of the Jin family, Jin Shishui, stepped aside to indicate that he would not fight with the Xiahou family for the time being, and let Xiahou Yin arrange everything.

Xiahou Yin was not polite either, and took out a small supernatural power-class flying boat. After a brief explanation, he asked many disciples to board the flying warship.

The small magical power warship is a rare thing for Yuanying cultivators, and it is not valued by the gods.

Because it is only at the level of small magical power, it may not be able to resist the omnipresent strange attraction and the strange golden light beams that sweep over from time to time, so some cultivators need to occupy some positions on the warship to deal with external attacks, and the rest of the cultivators can enter the inner warehouse of the warship to rest.

The only major function is to gather cultivators from various forces. It seems that the function is not great, but the high-ranking cultivators of various forces This is exactly the purpose. We don't ask how powerful the small magical flying warship is, we just hope to avoid fighting and get through this stage safely.

Ye Mo was arranged in the fourth batch, which is also the last batch of cultivators on guard and defense, so he was able to enter the inner warehouse to rest early.

The small magical flying warship is not as good as the big magical flying warship, but it is not small. All cultivators have their own rooms and can rest and practice at ease.

?Soon, except for the demon cultivators on guard and defense, everyone else entered the inner warehouse to rest, and the other warships were the same. The cultivators in charge of defense were also given a death order: No one is allowed to Leave the warship, or even if you come back alive, you will be killed on the spot, no mercy!

Under various targeted measures, several small supernatural power-class warships identified the direction and sped away quickly, and no inexplicable sounds occurred, triggering a melee.

In the inner warehouse, Ye Mo casually inserted sixteen arm-length formation flags in the room, set up a formation, and left the room, turning to the outside of Xiahou Yin's room.

He pinched the magic formula with his hand, input a magic power, threw the sound transmission note on the door, passed through the restriction and disappeared. Not long after, the door opened, and Xiahou Yin's indifferent and solemn voice came: "Come in."

"Do you want to know what we talked about?" Xiahou Yin looked up at Ye Mo and said.

"I guessed a little, but I want to know more clearly."

Ye Mo put on an equal conversation posture.

"Why should I tell you? You know everything you should know, and you shouldn't ask what you shouldn't know."

Xia Houyin didn't react at all to Ye Mo's deliberate gesture. He didn't care at all and said in a calm voice.

"What if I say that the culprits that caused this melee are within each force?"

"Uh-huh!"

Xia Houyin's plain watery eyes suddenly burst out with bright and dazzling light, staring at Ye Mo closely: "What did you find?"

He couldn't help but not care about this. The Blood Demon had said that this melee was probably one of the Blood King's handiworks. If it happened a few more times, people like him would no longer have to dream about entering the Blood God Palace.

"There are several monks who should have fallen, and now they suddenly return to the Corpse Demon Sect. The reasons seem to be flawless and perfect, but I know that one of them has completely fallen, but I am the only one who discovered that this People are back too, and others don’t have to think about it to know what’s going on.”

Ye Mo didn't hide it. It was okay that Xia Houyin didn't know. Now that he knew, he could find out the specific situation with just a little investigation, so it was better to tell him openly.

Sure enough, when Xia Houyin heard this, his pupils suddenly shrank. \u003c/p?

He didn't doubt Ye Mo's words. He didn't say whether Ye Mo would do such a thing. He just talked about the matter itself. As long as he looked it up casually, he could find the correct answer. Only a fool would lie to him about such a thing.

"Only the Corpse Demon Sect?" Xia Houyin frowned slightly.

"Except for the blood demon's forces, no other forces were spared."

Ye Mo replied.

Xia Houyin pondered for a moment, then slowly spoke, telling Ye Mo about the discussion process among the senior officials.

"These people... must be blood puppets."

Even so, Ye Mo's tone was very sure, and then he looked up at Xia Houyin and said: "It's easy to distinguish the demon puppet, but it's not difficult to hide your identity and hide in a force, let alone He's bleeding, what are you going to do?"

Ye Mo has personally experienced the power of the demon puppet, and this blood puppet must be even more terrifying.

If Xiahou Siyu hadn't been here, Ye Mowen wouldn't have bothered to ask. Unfortunately, Xiahou Siyu was here too. If something unexpected happened and Xiahou Siyu wasn't prepared, it would be extremely dangerous, and Ye Mo couldn't ignore it.

"I will handle this myself. I won't publicize it for now. Don't they want to hide it? Let them hide it. I will arrange it carefully and make them disappear before leaving the tunnel."

Xia Houyin waved his hand lightly, then frowned and said: "What's strange to me is that the demon puppets are controlled by the blood demon. Who controls these blood puppets? The blood demon or the blood king? Or is it someone else?"

Hearing Xia Houyin's words, Ye Mo laughed heartily. If he guessed correctly, these blood puppets are equivalent to the puppets in some monks' caves and are an important part of the defense of the cave. If the blood demon can control these blood puppets, how can they Worried about not getting the Blood God Palace.

As for the Blood King, it is even more impossible. No one can live for a hundred thousand years. If you use secret methods to survive, it is impossible to control the puppets. Just like in the Duankong Mountains, those old demon monsters were so powerful, but they wanted to Controlling the descendants of the demon clan in the Nascent Soul stage also requires the cooperation of altars and other means, which shows how weak they are.

Therefore, both of these possibilities do not exist. No one knows what kind of existence controls the blood puppet. Perhaps they will have to wait until they enter the Blood God Palace to know.

"Siyu's place, shall I inform you? These blood puppets are too dangerous. If they take the risk and get close to Siyu..."

Ye Mo thought of a certain figure and asked immediately.

"Go back, I will tell Siyu when she is there."

Looking at Xia Houyin's eyes as if he was guarding against thieves, Ye Mo was puzzled. He touched his nose and turned around to leave Xia Houyin's room.

Back in his room, Ye Mo had nothing to do, so he seized the time and tried every means to improve his strength and cultivation.

Naturally, the three small magical flying swords, the Withered Yuan Sword, the Golden Crystal Water Spirit Sword, and the Green Winged Spiritual Wind Sword, required a lot of painstaking sacrifices. The three flying swords have entered the level of small magical magical weapons from the top level. They are not only powerful. To improve, the demon spirits, demon souls, etc. also need to be sacrificed and communicated with each other, so that they can quickly develop the exclusive magical powers of small magical weapons.

Of course, other techniques and spells are not left behind, especially the "Tiankui Ba Ti Jue".

According to Ye Mo's guess, since this place can suppress the Venerable's strength and body, there may be something like the Forbidden Formation. Then it will be seen who has the stronger body.

During this kind of practice, four days passed quickly.

For four whole days without seeing the light of day, the flying warship kept moving forward in the tunnel. According to the distance, it had flown at least tens of millions of miles. On this day, it finally saw some light, which made the monks from all forces feel extremely excited.

At this moment, a siege and killing spree began in the inner warehouse of the Zombie Sect warship.

According to the information provided by Ye Mo, the senior officials had already been keeping an eye on these "resurrected" demon cultivators. They were about to leave the tunnel at this moment. They were afraid that they would cause trouble at this time, so they immediately ordered several people to be killed.

After killing these people, the result was shocking, speechless and unbelievable.

When the results came out, all the disciples were shocked, but they had no objections.

Other things that happened were not reported. All the disciples involved were silenced, and the matter naturally ended.

After killing a few blood puppets, the warship was getting closer and closer to the exit. In the end, there was only an indescribable day in the eyes, and nothing could be seen. There was also an emptiness under the feet, and the world was spinning, as if the whole world was filled with nothing. Leave yourself alone.

This feeling lasted for a moment, then gradually faded away, the white in front of my eyes quickly disappeared, and my vision was restored.

Surprisingly, everyone was scattered, the warships were gone, and there was no one in the surroundings for a mile or two. What I saw was either vast forests or broad plains and grasslands, which looked desolate and primitive.

Ye Mo also stepped on the thick and soft land in doubt, opened his eyes and looked around, and found that he had come to an extremely unfamiliar land. On the right hand side was a clear river of moderate size, with gurgling water and clear bottom.

On the left hand side was a peach blossom forest with pink and white mixed together. The trees were tall and dense, and the petals fluttered and fell from time to time, colorful like rain, and the scenery was like a painting.