King of the Fairy City

Outside the Blood God Palace...

The monks from several major forces all looked horrified, vaguely guessing Ye Mo's purpose. No one wanted to believe it, and they couldn't believe it. How could this junior, who was only at the fifth level of Nascent Soul, dare to have such an idea?

"That... seems to be a forbidden formation."

In Ye's Fairy City camp, Chang Fei felt his heartbeat speeding up and his scalp numb.

Others also felt extremely horrified and couldn't believe that Ye Mo would do such a thing.

"City Lord Huangfu..."

Mo Ling looked at Huangfu Yan with some worry. She knew the relationship between Ye Mo and Huangfu Yan very well, but now in front of Huangfu Yan, Ye Mo was willing to do such a shocking thing for another woman. There will be no ideas.

Huangfu Yan's slender eyebrows were raised, her delicate and beautiful face was slightly pale, but her beautiful eyes were full of worry.

Hearing Mo Ling's voice, Huangfu Yan turned around, showed a slight smile, and said, "I believe he has a reason to do what he did."

Just this sentence, no more words were said, but his pale face could not be concealed from the people around him.

Although the world of immortal cultivation is respected for its strength, many monks have more than one Taoist companion, but that is only a part of the people. Anyone who is from the Ye family knows what kind of person Huangfuyan is, and they will never accept such a thing. Wait for Ye How can I explain it to Huangfuyan if I don't come out silently?

Among the various forces, only the monks from the various sects of the Southern Demon and the Immortal City Alliance were the calmest. On the contrary, the ones who were most frightened were the demon clan, the indigenous demon clan and the Kunpeng Divine Sect.

"What does this little bastard want to do? Huh? What does he want to do? Does he still want to kill the venerable? Naive! Ignorant! Arrogant! Look, this humble and dirty lowly creature will soon fall, and his soul will be scattered. It’s all light.”

The remaining sages of the Kunpeng Shen Sect who had not entered were furious and cursed, especially since they had just fought a battle with the crazy Nanmo monks, and the Shen Sect suffered a lot of losses, which made them even more angry.

The power of the Kunpeng Divine Sect was unparalleled in the entire late ancient era. As monks of the Kunpeng Divine Sect, their self-confidence and pride were stronger than any monks in the world. But right now, there was a Nascent Soul monk who they regarded as a lowly creature. He set up a mere forbidden formation and wanted to kill several sages of the Shenzong. How could they not be angry? This was undoubtedly contempt and provocation to the Shenzong.

Just when the monks from all sides were surprised and curious, and the monks from the Kunpeng Shen Sect jumped to their feet and cursed, the mid-air image changed.

In front of the Blood King's Palace, Ye Mo's eyes were blurred and his body was swaying slightly. He always maintained this state. Not long after, more than twenty rays of white light flashed beside him, and the venerables who were undergoing the test were expelled from the formation space at the same time.

Ye Mo's confused state continued for a breath, then he quickly glanced around, and finally focused on the wide open palace door not far away.

The others had a similar reaction. Their eyes focused on the Blood King Palace as quickly as possible. When they saw the Space Life Monument, everyone couldn't move their eyes away and immediately rushed into the Blood King Palace as fast as possible.

"The Space Life Monument belongs to me, no one can take it from me!"

"It's funny. Whoever owns the monument should let his strength speak for himself."

"No one can take away the things belonging to the Kunpeng Divine Sect, otherwise there will be no place for you to survive in this world."

The scene was chaotic. Before the words were spoken, more than twenty people had already arrived in front of the fate monument. They looked at each other and reached out their hands to grab the fate monument.

Seeing this, Ye Mo stopped delaying and entered the hall in a flash.

"The Nanhai and Xihai Monster Clan, even three of you dare to snatch them, be careful that you all will perish here."

The Venerable Ditan of the Immortal City Alliance had a gloomy look on his face and was full of evil energy.

"You, the Immortal City Alliance, only have four people, just one more than us. You can rob it, why can't we rob it."

The Demon Saint of the South China Sea Electric Ray sneered, his belly flashed with lightning, and he pressed his big hand firmly on the monument.

"A bunch of lowly and lowly losers who dare to covet the things belonging to my Kunpeng Divine Sect are seeking death!"

Dou Qiling laughed angrily. These people were overestimating their abilities. Only three or five people from each force dared to steal things from Kunpeng Shenzong.

Elder Tan Yuan's face darkened and he scolded: "Don't talk nonsense."

He is an experienced man and knows that the current Kunpeng Divine Sect is not afraid of any force, but he is most afraid of these forces uniting. Then the Kunpeng Divine Sect will be in great trouble, and it will be extremely difficult to seize the destiny monument.

There were twenty-eight monks who originally entered the Blood God Palace. Among them, the mother-child demon snake king Sheyuan and Ye Mo were killed in a trap, the demon saint Xueman of the Nanhai demon tribe fell in the Blood River, and Xiahou Siyu died as a sacrifice.

The Golden Crow King, Xiang Leng, Tantai Bupo, and Su Muqing left, and a Blood Puppet King joined in. So far, there are twenty-two monks left.

Among them, the Kunpeng Divine Sect accounted for seven. They were the largest force that no one could ignore.

Even so, the woman in palace attire was still worried about something unexpected happening and said decisively: "Just grab it."

However, the next moment, there were several exclamations one after another.

"What's going on? My magic is gone."

"It's not that it's gone, it's that it's simply impossible to control and gather. There are formation restrictions in the hall."

"Even if there is a suppression effect in this space, there are actually formation restrictions in this hall. Why would the Blood King do this?"

The woman in palace clothes was also shocked. She quickly gathered her magic power, but found that it was motionless at all. Almost instantly, a thought flashed through her mind: "Forbidden Formation."

The forbidden formation has a great impact on human cultivators, especially the high-level forbidden formation, which makes many powerful human cultivators extremely wary. Once it is successfully constructed, the blow to human cultivators is extremely terrifying.

The worst thing is that the appearance of the forbidden formation makes her dare not guarantee whether the two native demons who have surrendered will betray. If they betray and join the two sea demons, this force will be the strongest, stronger than these people from the Divine Sect, and it will be difficult to compete.

After all, the power of the demon body of the demon race has been witnessed by countless cultivators for countless years, but few of them have practiced the physical body, so how can they compete?

Of course, what makes human cultivators most entangled is the factor of magic weapons. If they can control the magic weapons, they can still fight against the demons with powerful physical bodies. Without magic weapons, the physical body alone is not the opponent of the demon race.

"Hahahaha... The Blood King is so wise and powerful that he actually gave us such a good opportunity. Kunpeng Divine Sect? Let's see how arrogant you can be. Hand over the life tablet!"

As soon as the forbidden formation was used, the three demon saints of the Second Sea Demon Clan laughed wildly, and a strong sense of pleasure surged in their hearts.

Just now, they were the weakest force, but in a blink of an eye, they became one of the strongest. They felt a little unbelievable, and their confidence suddenly grew stronger.

A group of people were arguing and snatching, but they did not notice that the Blood Puppet King not far behind them had already frozen in place, motionless, with only a pair of black and white eyes anxiously turning around.

"Have you quarreled enough?"

Suddenly, a faint voice sounded, the voice was a little low, and it clearly echoed in the ears of all the cultivators.

Everyone looked back, Dou Qiling was about to curse, but suddenly saw the rusty and simple iron sword in Ye Mo's hand, and he stopped talking immediately.

None of them knew that there was a forbidden formation in the hall, so no one took out the magic weapon at the first time, and it was impossible to take it out now.

But how could this junior... How could he have a weapon in his hand?

Although the iron sword in Ye Mo's hand was rusty, Dou Qiling was not stupid. He dared to use a broken iron sword to interrupt a group of venerables, demon saints, and ghost saints at this time. How could this iron sword be simple?

The most important thing is that when he came out, he vaguely noticed this junior. At that time, this junior had no weapon in his hand. So where did this iron sword come from? Could it be that this junior knew the situation in the hall a long time ago?

Although the other cultivators were interrupted by Ye Mo and were furious, they also felt something was wrong when they saw Ye Mo's posture. For a moment, no one spoke.

The Blood Demon looked at Ye Mo with complicated eyes. His feeling finally came true. Ye Mo became the biggest variable after all!

From the moment he entered the Blood God Palace, he thought about killing Ye Mo. However, at that time, Ye Mo had Xiang Leng, Qian Yuan and others were protecting him, so it was not convenient to start a fight.

He wanted to follow Ye Mo and kill him, but he felt that it was too much of a fuss and he would lose his identity, so he did not do it.

Finally, Xiang Leng left, but the Blood Puppet King jumped out again.

Even though he had a cultivation strength beyond the Nascent Soul stage, he still felt that he could not see through the existence of the Blood Puppet King, so he did not make a move until now...

Thinking of this, the Blood Demon could not help but regret it, secretly thinking that he should not have let Ye Mo live until now.

Successfully attracted the attention of a group of venerables, demon saints, and ghost saints. Ye Mo did not laugh arrogantly, nor did he start a fight instantly, but walked step by step to the side of the Blood Puppet King. At this time, the cultivators noticed the stiff Blood Puppet King.

"Puff!"

"Dang!"

Two sounds rang out at the same time.

Ye Mo's iron sword was as fast as thunder. The ear pierced into the body of the Blood Puppet King. As soon as it pierced through the flesh, a huge recoil force came from his hand, which made Ye Mo's palm numb slightly and shocked.

"It seems that I was right. You need spiritual energy, blood energy and other energies to move. Without these, you are nothing."

Ye Mo murmured in a low voice, then grabbed the collar of the Blood Puppet King and threw it back fiercely, throwing it out of the hall.

As soon as the body left the hall, the Blood Puppet King turned over and landed steadily on the ground. His eyes were complicated, full of helplessness and secret hatred.

He had been preparing for countless years, just waiting for this day, but he didn't expect that he couldn't get his hands on the things inside.

After sending the Blood Puppet King out, Ye Mo turned around and looked at the cultivators. His gloomy face and gloomy eyes made the cultivators feel cold.

"You only rely on a magic weapon in your hand. If you have the ability, come out and fight."

Dou Qiling's eyes turned, and suddenly burst out at a very fast speed, rushing out of the Blood King's Hall.

"Bang!"

The heavy palace door slammed shut, almost crushing Dou Qiling into a pulp. He was so scared that he quickly retreated, his face as pale as a dead person.

"You... the controller token is in your hand!"

Dou Qiling looked at Ye Mo in shock, his eyes full of disbelief: "But... you came out at the same time as us, how could you get the controller token?"

"Dead people don't need to know too much."

Ye Mo's eyes were as cold as iron. He swung his sword and strode towards Dou Qiling. The sword was sharp and heavy, and the void was slightly distorted. Dou Qiling's expression changed drastically. He didn't have time to use his body skills, and quickly rolled to the side.

Although he dodged the fatal sword, Dou Qiling's face was extremely ugly. He was actually forced into such a mess by a Yuanying stage junior!

"Kill the general quickly and take the sword!"

The voice of the woman in palace dress was cold. At the command, she took the lead in performing her body skills. Her skirt fluttered, and her body was like a phantom. Her crystal-clear and delicate jade hands turned into palm knives and fiercely cut towards Ye Mo's neck. If this blow hit, there was no doubt that Ye Mo would die on the spot.

"You want to compete with me in physical strength?"

Ye Mo had no expression on his face, and he also raised his hand to meet the palm knife.

"Bang!"

The two palm knives collided, and a huge vibration sound was emitted, like two majestic mountains colliding together, which was shocking.

After the blow, Ye Mo's face changed slightly, and he took a half step back slightly. The woman in palace dress was not so comfortable. Her delicate body trembled fiercely, and she snorted lightly, retreated repeatedly, and quickly put her palms behind her back, and her five fingers couldn't help but spasm.

"Die!"

Ye Mo raised his sword and chopped again, continuing to kill Dou Qiling.

The sword came with great force, blocking all of Dou Qiling's escape routes, forcing Dou Qiling to fight Ye Mo head-on. His face was full of resentment, and he roared: "Little ant, dare to despise Kunpeng Divine Sect, seek death."

Dou Qiling's steps were very mysterious. Even without the support of mana, his figure turned into several, attacking from different directions, and his fists and fingers hit hard.

"Don't overestimate your ability."

Spitting out four words gently, Ye Mo suddenly turned around, and the iron sword in his hand turned a circle, and was held upside down by Ye Mo. Then Ye Mo retreated a position and crashed into the arms of a phantom.

"Puff!"

Dou Qiling looked at Ye Mo who crashed into his arms with his back in disbelief. The hilt of the sword he held upside down was held tightly by Ye Mo. He was extremely frustrated and roared again, gathering all his strength, and his fists and fingers turned into palm knives, trying to chop off Ye Mo's head.

Just as Dou Qiling's palm knife was about to fall on Ye Mo's neck, Ye Mo's body quickly jumped out of Dou Qiling's arms, holding the sword in his right hand, and took advantage of the momentum of turning around to sweep out a fatal sword.

"Puff!"

Dou Qiling stared at Ye Mo's straight body and the raised iron sword, and all his strength was drained away. He knelt on the ground powerlessly, and his big head rolled to the ground. After two breaths, the remaining body gushed out a wave of blood, splashing on everyone's face.