King of the Fairy City

Ye Mo and Xiahou Siyu had not walked far when they heard roars from the entrance behind them, followed by a scream.

Hearing the scream, Ye Mo nodded slightly, very satisfied.

It must be said that the Blood King, or the person who took away all the treasures, was very insidious. There was almost nothing left in the dozens of rooms in front, and no danger left, which made people relax their vigilance.

And in the rooms behind, each dangerous room was set up with a formation to shield the cultivator's intuition. This formation was very mysterious. As long as the cultivator was shielded, he would not be able to find the flying sword even if it was approaching, and he would not feel anything at all.

However, these rooms were not all dangerous. Some even had no danger for several consecutive rooms. There were more gratifying gains, true and false, real and fake, and even many powerful formations and monsters were divided into high and low, which made people hard to guard against.

The monster in the room that Ye Mo used to trap She Yuan obviously did not disappoint Ye Mo. She Yuan at least suffered a big loss, and it was even possible that he would die directly.

Regarding Ye Mo's amazing calculation and ability to plot against others, Xiahou Siyu's beautiful eyes only shone, and she kept looking at Ye Mo, but she didn't ask much.

In the Southern Demon Continent, there are too many similar things. Without such scheming, it is impossible to live well. To put it bluntly, this is also a kind of strength, and there is no need to make a fuss.

Before Ye Mo tricked She Yuan, there were several intersecting entrances. As he walked back, there were more and more intersecting entrances, giving people the feeling that the entrances were gradually decreasing and disappearing.

Even so, Ye Mo did not encounter cultivators from other forces. It was not until he left the entrance that he saw more than 20 figures stopped in front.

"You finally came out. If the jade slip had not been broken, I would have thought something had happened to you."

Xiang Leng exhaled lightly.

They all had amazing cultivation and had come out long ago and waited here, but they could not wait for Ye Mo and Xiahou Siyu. It would be a lie to say that they were not worried.

"Are you all right?"

When Tan Tai Bu Po saw Ye Mo and Xia Hou Si Yu coming out hand in hand, his brows slightly frowned, and he felt a little uncomfortable. After hesitating for a while, he still stepped forward to ask with concern.

Su Muqing also greeted him, and then stared at Ye Mo non-stop.

Knowing that this woman had always doubted his identity, Ye Mo ignored her. With a glance, he saw that the people of Kun Peng Shen Zong were glaring at him, wishing to eat him, and he sneered immediately.

"Junior! Where did She Yuan go?"

Elder Tan Yuan saw Ye Mo's sneer, and had a bad premonition in his heart, and couldn't help but ask.

"You Kun Peng Shen Zong's face is really thick. It's okay to let a demon saint kill a junior of mine, and now you ask me for someone. Want to know where it is? Then I'll tell you, it received the gift from the Blood King for me."

Ye Mo didn't hide it and said lightly.

"What did you say?"

Elder Tan Yuan widened his eyes and looked at Ye Mo in disbelief, and the others were also extremely shocked.

You know, although the cultivation here is restricted, the venerable-level cultivators can perform great magical spells, which are not something that ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators can resist, but Ye Mo said that She Yuan accepted the Blood King's gift for him.

No one present was a fool, and they immediately heard the implication of Ye Mo. It was obvious that She Yuan, the mother of the demon snake clan, was killed by a Nascent Soul junior!

"Well, well, well, what a good junior, your means are not simple."

Elder Tan Yuan was furious, and his expression was extremely gloomy.

He was guilty of the death of so many elite cultivators of the human race. Originally, recruiting half of the high-level demon clan could barely offset this guilt, but now...

Elder Tan Yuan was furious, but he did not act impulsively. He glared at Ye Mo coldly, then turned his head and stopped looking at Ye Mo.

He also knew that it was impossible to do anything to Ye Mo at this time. The Immortal City Alliance and the Southern Demon Sects were united, and even the Kunpeng Divine Sect was unwilling to provoke them casually, not to mention that they were missing a She Yuan at this time.

The Blood Demon not far away saw Ye Mo, frowned, and felt inexplicably fearful in his heart.

This fear did not know where it came from, but he had this feeling in his heart, thinking that Ye Mo would have a great influence on the Blood God Palace and him, so in his guess, Ye Mo might take away his Blood God Palace, of course, it was just his guess.

What was coming could not be avoided after all. The Blood Demon only watched for a while, then he paid attention to Ye Mo again and turned his eyes to the blood river in front of him.

In front of everyone, there were very wide blood rivers, hundreds of feet wide and unknown how long. Although it was a river, it did not flow, dead and silent, and it was extremely viscous. Half of his body was stretched out, and he felt that the mana and vitality in his body were extremely stagnant and could not move at all.

"This blood river is very strange."

Ye Mo only took a look and his expression became solemn.

"This is the Corrupted Blood and Bone River, which is divided into two parts, the upper part is the river of fresh blood and qi, and the principle is the same as that of the cultivator army, which greatly affects the cultivator's mana and the control of magic tools. If the magic tools are contaminated by the blood river water, they will be polluted and completely scrapped."

"The lower part of the Corrupted Blood River, no matter how fine gold you are, or how strong your skin and bones are, you will turn into a pool of rotten blood and merge with the blood river."

The Blood Demon spoke, as if he was explaining it to Ye Mo.

The others were silent after hearing this, as they had long known the evil of this blood river.

"Is there a solution?"

Ye Mo turned to ask Tan Tai Bupo.

"Either you have a magical weapon that is not afraid of interference and contamination, or you practice Kunpeng Divine Sect's "Immortal Combat Body Dao Cultivation Technique", and your body's energy and blood are as strong as a furnace, so you can resist the contamination of filthy blood."

The blood demon said to himself.

Thinking of the scene when the Blood Demon came to him for the second time, Ye Mo showed a smile, and then he couldn't help but get a headache.

He has never encountered a river of blood, but he has encountered the soaring blood energy of an army fighting. It has a great impact on the operation of mana and the control of magic weapons. If you are not careful, you will fall into the river of blood.

He knew that there were magical weapons that could cope with this situation, but he did not have such magical weapons.

As for exercises and spells, where can he find the "Immortal Combat Body Dao Exercises"? None of King Wu's descendants have complete exercises, so how can he survive?

"Humph, I don't believe that these rivers of blood can have such great power. If I have the ability, I will contaminate my holy magic weapon and destroy my holy demon body."

Among the two sea demon tribes, a demon saint did not believe it. In the eyes of other monks, they were more unwilling to give it a try and wanted to give it a try.

The other three demon saints of the Erhai Demon Clan couldn't persuade her, and the monks from other factions were not so kind, hoping that someone would take the lead.

"Bihua Snow Pearl, come out!"

The Banshee Saint opened her thin lips lightly, opened her mouth and spat out a walnut-sized, crystal clear snow-colored magic bead. Layers of cold smoke could be faintly seen drifting away, causing the surrounding temperature to drop a lot, and large snowflakes flying down.

Sacrificing the magic bead, the banshee holy jade foot stepped on it, and her graceful and delicate body flew up lightly. Her snow-colored dress and sleeves fluttered, making a hunting sound. At this moment, the demon tribe felt a sense of being holy.

The magic bead released a hazy mist-like curtain of snow, which enveloped the Banshee Saint and flew towards the other side of the Blood River.

At the beginning, the magic beads were spinning continuously. Although the snow curtain was thin, it was always there and not damaged. It enveloped the banshee saint and flew all the way. In the blink of an eye, it flew a long distance and arrived in the middle of the blood river.

"Does the river of blood have a name in vain?"

Many people murmured in their hearts.

Among the people, only the Blood Demon and the Kunpeng Divine Sect remained unchanged, and did not doubt the reality and power of the Blood River.

Soon, the Banshee Saint was about to cross half of the blood river. She couldn't help but smile on her beautiful and bright face, and her heart was beating wildly.

However, the next moment, her smile froze.

"What's going on?"

The magic bead suddenly became crooked, and the snow curtain began to flicker. The Banshee Saint looked surprised and stunned. Before she could react, the snow screen had disappeared, and the magic bead fell downwards along with her at the same time.

Forcibly suppressing the panic in her heart, the Banshee Saint couldn't help but want to use her demon energy to fly across the blood river.

but……

"Blood, blood river works, ah——"

The Banshee Saint was shocked to find that her body of demonic energy did not move at all. She was as dead as the river of blood. Without the support of the demonic essence, she could not fly. She suddenly screamed and fell down dancing in mid-air.

"Plop!"

There was a muffled sound, and the female demon saint was covered in blood. Her clothes flashed for several times, and finally collapsed completely.

The Banshee Saint was extremely frightened. She wanted to turn into her true form and swim across the river of blood, but she was horrified to find that she couldn't even transform back into her true form. At this moment, the blood around her suddenly saw a series of bubbles rising up, as if there were Something is rising.

The Banshee Saint looked at a loss and didn't know what was happening. It wasn't until six or seven breaths later that she realized in surprise that she was sinking, and she could no longer scream. The rotten blood was rising up, and she was Everything from the head down is corroded!

There was no sound, deathly silence as usual, only one big head was sinking continuously, its bright and moving eyes revealed horror and terror, which made the monks on the shore feel a chill at the back of their heads.

"Is this a river of blood? It's terrible."

The eyes of the remaining three Demon Saints of the Second Sea Demon Clan were full of fear. They did not dare to look at the blood river anymore, and they already had the intention of retreating in their hearts.

The faces of the monks from the Fairy City Alliance, the Ghost Clan, the Southern Demon and other forces were not very good. They all came in a hurry and did not know the Blood King very well. How could they be prepared? Now it seemed that they had no chance to cross the river.

"Haha, how dare you low-level trash to compete with our Kunpeng Divine Sect? You are overestimating your capabilities!"

Seeing that other forces, especially Ye Mo, finally suffered a loss, Dou Qiling couldn't help laughing.

The monks frowned. If the Kunpeng Divine Sect wasn't so powerful, they would definitely have to teach this guy a lesson.

At this moment, the Electric Ray Demon Saint of the Erhai Demon Tribe pointed at the blood river and exclaimed, "What is that? It didn't sink."

Hearing this, others looked over one after another and saw a simple and strange bracelet floating on the river of blood, but it was not contaminated!

Seeing this scene, the faces of the monks from the Kunpeng Divine Sect and the Blood Demon sank.

"Pay attention to the runes above. I seem to have seen them somewhere."

The Demon Saint of Electric Ray said in a deep voice, but everyone could hear the suppressed surprise in his voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, the Electric Ray Demon Saint patted his storage bag and took out a strange hat with a strange symbol on it, which was exactly the same as the symbol on the bracelet.

Seeing this, the others also looked surprised and took out the magic weapons they found.

Seeing that almost everyone had special magic weapons, the faces of the Blood Demon and the monks of the Kunpeng Divine Sect became even more ugly.

They clearly knew what kind of symbol it was. It was clearly an ancient text. Anyone with such text should have a special magical weapon that could withstand the blood river.

Among the monks in the Southern Demon, Ye Mo and Xiahou Siyu did not get such a magic weapon, but Tantai Bupo got one more magic weapon and handed it to Xiahou Siyu immediately.

The Immortal City Alliance also had one more item, and at the insistence of Lord Qianyuan, it was also handed over to Ye Mo.

"snort!"

Dou Qiling snorted coldly, and then the Kunpeng Divine Sect monks took out the magic weapons specially brought from the sect's treasury, then put them on their bodies, flew up in the wind, and flew safely to the other side.

Xiahou Siyu also put on a jade bracelet. He turned around and saw Ye Mo holding a jade pendant and said silently, "Miao Qi, why don't you put it on?"

"What are you waiting for? Do you want so many of us to wait for you?"

The Venerable Earth Altar of the Immortal City Alliance looked unkind and said in a harsh tone.

Ye Mo still didn't move. He thought for a long time before making a decision. He held the jade pendant and shook his head and said: "This journey is too easy. It doesn't look like a ruin. Instead, it looks like a dug hole. Waiting for us people to jump in. This is a conspiracy, it’s up to us whether we can jump or not.”

"We didn't know about the Blood River in advance, so we were not prepared, but the Blood King left us such a magic weapon. But why just leave such a special magic weapon?"

"I guess, will the Blood King give us a choice? There is a great danger ahead. Only the Kunpeng Divine Sect and the Blood Demon are prepared. Will the Blood King just want to trap and kill them? Give us a choice. In fact, it is Give us a chance to retreat?"

These words made the monks from the Southern Demon and the Immortal City Alliance fall silent. There is no doubt that although Ye Mo's words are speculation, they are not unreasonable. The Blood God Palace is too dangerous, but it is also too easy. It is complicated and confusing. Ye Mo What is said is probably true.

"Siyu, you stay, Dihao, you stay too."

Ye Mo couldn't help but decided to let the two of them stay, and the others were beyond his control.

Di Hao was afraid of being targeted by the Kunpeng Divine Sect, so he never left. When he heard Ye Mo's words, he glanced at Ye Mo coldly and ignored them.

Ye Mo didn't bother to explain, so he explained in his mind and released Di Xu's demon spirit, letting it communicate with Di Hao and persuade him to stay.

"Miao Qi, what about you?"

Xiahou Siyu frowned slightly and looked at Ye Mo worriedly.

"I have to go, I can't watch them get the Blood God Palace."

"I'll go too."

Xiahou Siyu said firmly.

"You four can't go. If something happens, how can I explain to the three of them?"

Xiang Leng said decisively.

After arguing, Ye Mo and Xiang Leng both had a headache, and it was useless to try to dissuade them.

In the end, no one could persuade anyone. Only Di Hao was dissuaded by Di Xu and agreed to stay. At the same time, after knowing what Ye Mo had done, he felt very grateful to Ye Mo.

After a little preparation, everyone put on their magic weapons and flew across the blood river without any hindrance.

The other side of the Blood River is very strange. The shore, the mountains, and the plains are all covered in blood red, covered with strange and strange blood-red flowers. At a glance, it seems that the world, mountains and rivers are dyed red with blood, and there is a thick feeling. It's evil and makes people very uncomfortable.

After flying forward for a while, everyone saw the figures of other monks. These figures gathered together, not knowing what they were doing, and without thinking too much, they quickly approached and landed.

"I have met my friends, I am the Blood Puppet King."

As soon as everyone landed, they heard a voice and couldn't help but look at each other in surprise. Through the figures of Kunpeng Divine Sect, Ghost Clan and other monks, they saw a tall figure.