King of the Fairy City

At first, Wenren Baiyuan looked normal and seemed to have a good demeanor. However, after hearing what happened later, Wenren Baiyuan was obviously furious. His face was ferocious and he looked crazy. He pointed at Ye Mo fiercely with one hand, as if he wanted to poke Ye Mo's nose.

"My Wenren family has been arranging and controlling the South Demon for tens of thousands of years, but you destroyed it all in one day. You are very good, really very good. I, Wenren Baiyuan, can't help but admire you. Since you want to die, I, Wenren Baiyuan, will fulfill your wish!"

"By the way, there is also the disobedient girl Wenren Nuan. She has been sent back to the Immovable City by this city lord. She will marry my son Wenren Shu soon. How do you feel now? This city lord is in the Immovable City, waiting for you to come anytime. Remember, there is only one year."

Looking at Wenren Baiyuan's abnormal smile, Ye Mo felt annoyed. He waved his hand and sent out a magic power to shatter it, shook his head and lay down.

Wen Ren Nuan followed Ye Mo into the Blood God Palace before, and did not die with the people of Kunpeng Divine Sect. In the end, he left the Blood God Palace safely and lived in the main city of Daoyan.

But Ji Jiuyin died in the Blood God Palace, and died before seeing the real Blood God Palace, so Wen Ren Nuan was depressed for a long time, until Ye Mo and Tan Tai Bu Po and others left, and then he felt a little better.

But I didn't expect that the thieves in the Immovable City were still determined to send people to sneak into the South Demon, and let them take the people away smoothly. Such means really made people have to admit it.

Wen Ren Bai Yuan said it crazily and seriously, and Ye Mo couldn't help but believe it a little.

But no matter whether Wen Ren Bai Yuan really did so, it was impossible for him to go to the Immovable City. He didn't have the strength to begin with, and now he was seriously injured. He couldn't even leave this mountain in a short time, let alone rush to the South Demon to rescue Wen Ren Nuan.

Therefore, although he felt guilty, Ye Mo could only say sorry to Wen Ren Nuan silently in his heart.

The most important thing for him now is to recover from his injuries and improve his strength.

Since he cannot go to Leizhou, he can only improve his realm through hard training and natural treasures. Ye Mo still has some natural treasures, so he thinks that he has almost finished them. As long as he retreats for a period of time, it is not a problem to improve his realm. The problem lies in consolidating his foundation.

If he is in Leizhou, it is easy to consolidate his foundation by fighting with the demons day and night, but it is not so easy in Beiming. He can only take steady steps and consolidate his cultivation bit by bit, so as not to go wrong at the critical moment of breaking through the realm.

After all, Ye Mo knows his qualifications very well. If he does not consolidate his cultivation, he may not have even a one in ten thousand chance of breaking through.

Therefore, Ye Mo will not improve his realm at all costs like before, unless he can consolidate each level of the realm.

The matters of small magical instruments and large magical instruments have been handed over to the people of Nanmo. Ye Mo has nothing to do at the moment. The only thing he needs to do is to recover from his injuries quickly and then improve his cultivation.

However, Ye Mo was a little worried.

When he was attacked, he was outside the Peak Immortal City, on the way to the Merit Hall. This area was already the core area of ​​the Immortal City Alliance, but even so, he was still severely injured and almost died.

The other party was so arrogant. Could it be that just because this was the forbidden area of ​​the Merit Hall, he gave up further attacks and directly wiped out his plan?

Although Ye Mo believed in the strength of the Merit Hall and what Fatty Jin said, he still couldn't let go.

Because the transformation method of the descendants of the Illusion King was too magical, Ye Mo estimated that his "Thousand Changes and Disguise Art" was a world of difference compared to the skills of the descendants of the Illusion King.

"Thousand Changes and Disguise Art" has been cultivated to the end, as for creating the subsequent skills...

Immortal cultivators are not immortals, how can they be proficient in all kinds of skills and spells? If they study for more than a thousand years, it may be possible, but Ye Mo obviously can't waste that time.

The descendants of King Huan are different. Since they were once top princes and are still princes now, it means that this lineage once had top powerful people, and there are still such powerful people now. The inheritance has never been cut off. The more the transformation skills are passed down, the more advanced they will be. How can I resist?

After thinking carefully for a long time, Ye Mo raised his hand and shot. A ray of light suddenly burst out, and the entire Qianxiu Hall suddenly shone brightly, like a fairy lotus gathering, covering the hall layer by layer. The array and prohibitions are endless. Even if the Venerable comes, there is nothing he can do.

This is also a helpless way. Since it is impossible to prevent it, the only thing to do is to prohibit any living creature from contacting himself. Apart from anything else, the first thing to do is to heal the wound.

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Under the boundless sea area north of Beiming.

The extremely cold sea water is enough to freeze 90% of ordinary creatures in the world to death instantly. Even ordinary monsters can hardly resist for a moment.

However, under the vast ocean north of Beiming, there are endless sea monsters, and rare spiritual creatures that do not exist in other places.

The deeper you go, the larger the size of the sea monsters and the more spiritual creatures there are. At a certain depth, there is an inexplicable cold current hidden in the sea water, obscuring the spiritual consciousness, making the cultivators and sea monsters no different from ordinary creatures.

And on a submarine hill somewhere under the sea, there is a strange lake. Yes, it is a lake on the seabed.

The lake water is obviously different from the sea water and does not mix. Moreover, the lake water is motionless. No matter how the undercurrent is agitated, it is like an extremely clean mirror, standing still.

If Ye Mo was here, he would recognize that this lake was the Immovable Lake encountered in the abyss of the Southern Demon Realm a few years ago.

At this moment, in Fudo City under Fudo Lake.

Wenren Bai Yuan's expression moved slightly, and then his eyes darkened a bit. He looked down at a young man and said coldly: "Master Huan, as you expected, he smashed the jade slip before he finished reading it. Now Please give me an explanation, you have already taken action, why did you fail again?"

No one in the Huan King lineage knows where their clan is, how many members they have, or their surnames. When they go out and about, they all take the surname Huan. Their level of mystery is not as good as that of the Secret King lineage.

This "Master Fantasy" is a scribe wearing plain blue clothes, with a face like a crown of jade, and a crown on his head. His eyes are calm, and his movements are all elegance of a literati. There is an iron sword with a tassel hanging on his waist.

"There is no such thing as a sure-fire assassination. This junior understood this when he was three years old. The city lord doesn't understand, right?"

Mr. Huan said with a faint smile.

When Wenren Baiyuan heard this, he didn't look angry at all. Instead, his expression was much calmer, and he still looked at Mr. Huan as he spoke.

Mr. Huan said unhurriedly: "Just like what the junior city lord said, this person has angered me, which is equivalent to angering my King Huan lineage. For future assassinations, the city lord does not need to pay any more. No matter the cost, you just need to cooperate when the juniors need it. This is the "assassination failure will become an obsession" of my Huan Wang lineage. This task has been taken over by my Huan Wang lineage. "

Hearing this, Wenren Baiyuan breathed a sigh of relief. Inviting descendants of the Huan King lineage was a decision he made out of anger. If he had to pay the same price and assassinate again, he would do it no matter what. I won’t do it anymore.

"Everyone has heard that the Phantom King's lineage does not assassinate people for financial resources, but only for training themselves. It is indeed true. I have learned something today."

Wen Ren Bai Yuan barely showed a smile on his face.

"Killing just for wealth is self-degradation. Such a killer is not worth mentioning. Since the assassination was not successful this time, it means that the junior's magical powers have not been cultivated to the strongest level. He still needs to stay in this realm to practice. And this person... is the grindstone for the younger generation."

Mr. Huan said calmly, with no hint of happiness or anger, which made Wenren Baiyuan feel frightened again.

"Speaking of which, how could the assassination of 'Master Huan' be unsuccessful? With your cultivation and combat power, coupled with the magical skills of King Huan's lineage, you shouldn't have failed."

Wen Ren Bai Yuan frowned and asked.

Mr. Huan frowned. He didn't want to say anything, but he thought that this person was also a "customer" after all. If the "customer" wanted to know the reason for the failed assassination, it was natural for him to tell him.

So, "Master Huan" pondered for a moment, and his thoughts returned to yesterday's assassination.

The moment the small supernatural power spell mixed with the three elements of wind, thunder, and metal was blasted out, Mr. Huan's body disappeared, a ray of light rushed out of his body, and he disappeared from the scene in an instant.

However, the next moment, he was shocked to see that Ye Mo's whole body also erupted with a large dazzling thunderous light.

Ordinary thunder spells are nothing, but Ye Mo's thunder spell is obviously not simple. It actually forms a shield to protect himself tightly.

I saw the mixed magic burst out, sweeping away more than a dozen streets. The violent wind wiped out everything. The sharp and sharp golden light swept across all directions, and the thunder of destruction was like a dragon flying into the sky, annihilating the five elements.

However, under the lightning shield that Ye Mo was in, the lightning flashed continuously and wiped out all the magic power one by one!

In the end, it was because of the fierce fighting that caused the vitality and mana to continuously collide in the body that he fainted.

However, even so, "Master Huan" has no chance, because at this time, the army of immortal soldiers from the Immortal City Alliance has reacted. As a last resort, Master Huan can only think of another way to kill an immortal soldier and replace it with Ye Ye. Mo carries out the second assassination.

What he never expected was that Ye Mo's methods were so complex and ferocious. Even after being hit hard by his powerful weapon, he could also injure himself, forcing him to retreat. This operation was a complete failure.

After listening to Mr. Huan's detailed explanation, Wenren White Ape couldn't help but feel horrified. He had already known that Ye Mo's realm had improved, but his combat power was so ferocious?

If this child is not eliminated, it will become a serious problem!

For a moment, Wenren Baiyuan had such an idea flashing through his mind, but soon, this idea was thrown aside by him. With the help of Queen Huan's descendants, there was only one ending for this son, and that was death.

"This person practices "Tongtian Divine Thunder". I actually overlooked this point. This is my mistake. The city lord does not have to worry that the younger generation will shift the responsibility to Fudo City. However, there is one point that needs to be made clear to the seniors."

Mr. Huan shook his head slightly and said.

"Master Huan, please speak."

Wen Ren Bai Yuan raised his hand to signal.

"When the junior saw the projection made by the senior, did he once say that he would give his daughter to his wife for marriage?"

Mr. Huan looked at the Wenren White Ape playfully.

Wenren White Ape just nodded and did not answer.

Mr. Huan continued: "Our Shen Sect has never been bound by such customs. If the city lord does this, the juniors can't say anything, but the seniors must understand the rules of my King Huan lineage."

"If the assassination fails once, the target will automatically become the person who will be assassinated by my lineage, the Phantom King, for life until his death, and the financial resources required for subsequent attacks will not need to be paid by you, the city lord."

"But my ancestors of the Huan King line once said that people in my line of Huan King who cannot be assassinated have two identities. One is the target of the assassination, and the other is my benefactor. It is he who made the descendants of my line discover his shortcomings and Continue to assassinate and improve your combat power and magical powers."

"In order to motivate future generations, our ancestors have set a rule that if the target is not assassinated successfully, a great gift must be given if the assassination fails again the next time. This great gift must be given by the person who asked our clan to do it, that is, you, the city lord, and it must be the thing that the target needs and likes the most. In the future, it is not necessary. Even if a gift is needed, it will be given by our clan."

"This gift is to thank the opponent and to motivate the opponent. It can only be taken back when the assassination target is completed. If it cannot be taken back, there is nothing to do."

"Just now, I heard what the city lord said that your daughter seems to have a close relationship with this city lord Ye, so I would like to ask the city lord to postpone the wedding of your daughter and your son, but it will not take long. As long as the junior assassinates If it succeeds, there is no need to send this gift. I have no other intention, just to avoid breaking the rules set by my ancestors. "

Wenren Baiyuan frowned, vaguely remembering that the lineage of King Huan did have such a strange rule, and said: "So, if you fail to assassinate, my unfilial daughter Wenren Nuan will be sent to Ye Mo?"

"It won't fail... But everything has a chance. If it still fails, maybe... I will really have to set up a big killing game."

Mr. Huan is not arrogant. Although he is known as the most talented descendant of King Huan in tens of thousands of years, he has failed several times. He knows very well that sometimes human power cannot defeat God's will. Accidents always catch people off guard, so he didn't say anything. Mobile users please visit http://m.piaotia.net