King of the Fairy City

No? In the city.

Even though Wenren Baiyuan was extremely dissatisfied and even disgusted with Wenren Nuan, when he heard that Mr. Huan didn't bother to mention his daughter in his words, treating his daughter as a gift and deciding to stay or go at will, he couldn't help but feel something in his heart. Not satisfied.

But after all, this matter has something to ask for. Wenren Baiyuan didn't know what to say, but his doubts deepened and he couldn't help but ask: "Master Huan, although this city lord admires the courage of the noble ancestors, the assassination can't be done." , instead of supporting the enemy, is this a bit too much?”

"It seems that the senior lineage has been stationed in Nan Mo and Beiming for a long time, responsible for controlling and infiltrating human forces. He has been away from Shenzong for a long time and has a very limited understanding of the sect."

Mr. Huan chuckled lightly.

Then Mr. Huan looked solemn and said: "When our ancestors established this rule, many people were also puzzled. Even now, I don't know how many people secretly ridicule me, King Huan, for being a fool."

"In fact, since my ancestors set this rule, my direct descendants have almost never failed in assassination attempts, and the failure rate is only less than 5 out of 10,000! Even if there are mistakes, the target will not survive three assassinations. On the contrary, All the outstanding figures in our lineage have experienced failure, and their combat power has reached the peak of the same realm!"

"So...Does the city lord still think that this is staking the enemy? If I give him something, he must have this blessing and live a long life. Otherwise, wouldn't everyone be looking for me to assassinate him? I Does your pulse look like that of a boy who has lost his wealth?"

After hearing these words, Wenren Baiyuan couldn't help but tremble all over. He also remembered some secrets and secretly felt that his thoughts were too simple.

Indeed, how can a lineage that once became the top princes be so brainless?

The rules are there. If you want to pay a price to ask the Phantom King to assassinate you in order to obtain unlimited resources, you can!

As long as you can survive one peerless assassination after another!

But the fact is that only 5 out of 10,000 people can survive a second assassination!

How many survived in the end? I'm afraid it doesn't exceed ten fingers. This is the total accumulated over tens of thousands of years. From ancient times to the present, how many people have been assassinated by the Phantom King's lineage? How many top talents are there who are extremely powerful in a certain realm?

However, no more than ten people can survive by chance!

"Then...when will Mr. Huan decide to carry out his next assassination?"

Wenren Baiyuan asked tentatively.

"It's up to you. We don't know when to assassinate him. It just depends on the timing. Maybe he will start tomorrow, maybe he won't have a chance for several years. If he has been hiding in the Hall of Merit for hundreds of years, there will be nothing we can do. What we want is Training is not about losing your life.”

Mr. Huan smiled half-heartedly, joking. No matter who the opponent was, Mr. Huan had no habit of telling the time of the assassination.

"In this case, this city lord will wait for Mr. Huan's good news."

Wenren Baiyuan had no choice but to say this.

…

Time flies and passes in a blink of an eye.

Mr. Huan never found a chance to continue assassinating Ye Mo, because Ye Mo never left the mountain peak assigned to him by Merit Hall, and the prohibition circle was not removed, so how could he have a chance.

Regarding this, Mr. Huan was very calm and not impatient at all.

Wenren Baiyuan was fed up. For the past year, he had been pestered by his idiot son all the time, begging him to marry a daughter. If it weren't for the difficulty of cultivating immortals to give birth to offspring, and they only had a son and a daughter, he would have slapped this idiot away with his palm. It had to be wiped out in ashes.

But during this year, Ye Mo never took a step out of the Qianxiu Hall, resting peacefully and recovering from his injuries.

During this period, Huangfu Qiuyu and Nanmo continued to send spiritual elixirs to Ye Mo to heal his injuries. Although there were many elixirs, Ye Mo's injuries were so weird that he could only recover slowly.

While Ye Mo was recovering from his injuries, the demon spirits needed for the other five flying swords were also collected by the Nan Mo people and Huangfu Qiu Yu. The Nan Mo people personally supervised the refining and finally took shape.

Ye Mo originally owned three small magical flying swords, namely the Withered Yuan Sword, the Golden Eyed Water Spirit Sword, and the Qingxuan Luan Feather Sword. The demon souls came from the Withered Demonic Beast, the Golden Eyed Water Monkey, and Qingluan.

The five flying swords that were subsequently completed were named Dragon Blood Zen Sword, Suzaku Phoenix Sword, Vientiane Earth Emperor Sword, Glaze Snow Soul Sword, and Purple Air Spirit Thunder Sword. The demon spirits were derived from the demons of the Dragon Blood Bodhi Demon Tree. Soul, Vermilion Bird Demon Spirit, Earth Emperor Demon Elephant Demon Spirit, Glazed Snow Chapter Demon Spirit, Patterned Demon Ape Demon Spirit.

Eight series of flying swords, eight small magical flying swords, none of the flying swords are inferior to demon spirits and demon souls. Such a result naturally made Ye Mo very satisfied. After a little practice, he became one of these flying swords. Strong and overjoyed.

After about two months of collecting eight series of magical powers and flying swords, Ye Mo finally recovered from his injuries and came out of seclusion.

However, even so, Ye Mo did not take a step away from the mountain. Instead, he continued to practice hard on the mountain. At the same time, he began to prepare to give the Eight-armed Demon Ape the Pulse Transformation Spirit Liquid.

After another month of long preparations, Ye Mo and the Eight-Armed Demon Ape were ready. Immediately, Ye Mo controlled the magic circle on the entire mountain, sealed the entire mountain, closed the mountain and refused to see anyone.

In a closed area.

Ye Mo and the Eight-armed Demon Ape sat facing each other. It took nearly a stick of incense for the Eight-armed Demon Ape to calm down. At this time, Ye Mo also opened his eyes, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes. Bare.

Turning his hand, Ye Mo's hand flashed with light, and a small glass bottle appeared. The bottle contained a golden liquid, which was extremely viscous. It was the spirit-transforming spirit liquid.

"Bloodline transformation is extremely dangerous. Either the bloodline transformation is completed, the bloodline returns to its ancestors, and you become the Nine-Transformation Divine Ape, or the transformation fails and the bloodline is severely damaged. You have no possibility of improvement in this life, and you may even die directly due to the withering of the bloodline. …You think about it carefully, you have a lot of time, take your time.”

In order to transform the eight-armed demon ape, Ye Mo also worked hard. After recovering from the injury, Ye Mo immediately came into contact with the information on blood transformation. He had the basis of "Blood Demon Art", plus this evil supplement, now it can be regarded as He has a very deep understanding of bloodline, so he naturally needs to explain it clearly to the eight-armed demon ape.

In fact, Ye Mo doesn't have much confidence, because whether his bloodline can transform and complete his awakening is not something he can decide at all.

The eight-armed demon ape seemed to have expected it. He was silent for a moment and then said: "No need to think about it. I also want to experience how powerful the lineage of the nine-transformation divine ape is."

Seeing the determination in the eyes of the eight-armed demon ape, Ye Mo said no more, raised the pulse-transforming spirit liquid in his hand, and motioned for the eight-armed demon ape to drink it.

"Gulu gulu..."

After receiving the pulse-transforming spirit liquid, the eight-armed demon ape raised his neck and swallowed it without hesitation.

Seeing this, Ye Mo looked solemn. He kneaded a secret with one hand and muttered a spell in his mouth. He patted the storage bag lightly with the other hand. A brilliance flashed and there was a bottle of pills and several kinds of pills on the ground. Spiritual material.

Not long after, Ye Mo clasped his palms together, opened his mouth and shouted softly: "Billions of living beings, sentient beings in all realms, originate and perish, bloodline originates, inheritance becomes rare and extinct, summon the ancestral blood, transform the bloodline and return to the ancestors, duh!"

Before he finished speaking, layers of blood burst out from Ye Mo's palms. Soon, this blood was suppressed by Ye Mo, turned into a strange and mysterious rune, and then slapped hard on the forehead of the eight-armed demon ape.

"Return to the ancestral method!"

Ye Mo drank softly again and pressed his palm on the forehead of the eight-armed demon ape. The blood gradually gathered, and then turned into golden light, spreading from the eight-armed demon ape's forehead to the whole body. At first glance, it seemed as if it was coming from the body. It comes out normally.

Although these golden lights spread, they did not completely cover them. Instead, they meandered and twisted, gradually forming endless runes like imprinted on talismans, completely wrapping the eight-armed demon ape.

At the same time, the eight-armed demon ape's lower abdomen also burst into boiling blood, like boiling water.

At first, this bloody light only rolled in the abdomen, and soon after, it began to extend to the limbs and veins. The countless blood vessels in the body of the eight-armed demon ape were gradually lit up like a lamp, like a ball of divine fire burning wildly. .

Ye Mo slowly retracted his hand, stopped moving, and looked at the eight-armed demonic ape quietly.

At this moment, the eight-armed demon ape was completely wrapped in a large area of ​​golden and red light. It seemed to be suffering from great pain, and its expression was extremely ferocious. It looked like it could be broken by a mouthful of steel teeth, and it was dripping with sweat.

However, before the sweat could fall off, it was directly evaporated by the burning heat of his body.

"Rumble...wow..."

Gradually, bursts of roaring sounds from the Yangtze River came from the body of the eight-armed demon ape, like evening drums and morning bells, deafening, as if countless rivers were flowing in its body.

I don't know how long it took, the eight-armed demon ape suddenly roared, and its pair of beast pupils instantly shrank to the size of a needle tip. It opened its mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. Then all the acupuncture points and blood vessel bifurcations around its body exploded one after another, and the blood and flesh were blurred. Large amounts of hot animal blood sprayed out.

At this time, the eight-armed demon ape's vitality was also extremely weak, and its eyes were extremely red.

When Ye Mo saw this scene, he made a quick decision, took out a pill from the pill bottle and stuffed it into the mouth of the eight-armed demon ape, followed by a bunch of spiritual materials. At the same time, he said solemnly: "The high-level demon clan needs one or two bloodlines to return to its ancestors. Tempering requires three or four times for medium-level monsters and six times for low-level monsters. You...your ancestor is the Nine-Transformation Divine Ape. There has never been such an example, so I don't know how many times it takes, but Hope you can hold on."

"What's in the bottle is the Pure Heart and Evil Elixir, which is extremely effective against inner demons. These spiritual materials are elixirs that can greatly replenish the blood and qi. You should take it after every blood quenching... Take care."

After saying that, Ye Mo took a deep look at the Eight-armed Demon Ape, and saw that it was covered in blood, its flesh and blood were blurred, and it was wrapped in golden light and bloody light. Its meridians and blood vessels swelled one by one, like a twisted dragon, and its eyes were as red as red. Stained with blood, emotionless, and confused,

Seeing this, Ye Mo said no more, stood up, and left the solitary area.

After walking out of the closed area, Ye Mo did not leave, but stayed outside, waiting for the transformation of the eight-armed demon ape's bloodline to be completed.

In the blink of an eye, more than twenty days passed.

The entire mountain's forbidden array was under Ye Mo's control. Ye Mo was aware of the changes in the closed area, and suddenly felt the subtle changes. Ye Mo counted the time and immediately shot out a colorful brilliance without hesitation. , open all the forbidden magic circles and step into them.

After walking through the deep tunnel and coming to the quiet room, Ye Mo couldn't help but be shocked by the blood residue on the floor. It was hard to imagine how much blood the eight-armed demon ape had lost.

However, this is also necessary. Bloodline rejuvenation requires more than just the Pulse Transformation Spiritual Liquid. The Pulse Transformation Spiritual Liquid is more responsible for promoting and changing the essence of the bloodline.

On this basis, it is also necessary to continuously let go of low-quality waste blood, condense more pure blood essence, and rely on the blood-transforming spirit liquid to transform the blood. In this way, it is necessary to continuously create blood, quench the blood, improve the quality, and ultimately completely change the nature of the blood.

In this situation, Ye Mo didn't know whether he succeeded or not. \u003c桤p\u003e

"Demon ape?"

Ye Mo shouted tentatively, while cautiously approaching the eight-armed demon ape.

Arriving in front of the eight-armed demon ape, Ye Mo saw that the eight-armed demon ape's eyes were still blank, but it was full of vitality and had not died.

"wake up!"

Suddenly, Ye Mo shouted loudly.

With this loud shout, the eight-armed demon ape finally woke up and turned around, its blank and unfocused eyes glowing again.

"How's it going?"

Ye Mo asked, but seeing that the eight-armed demon ape still didn't react, he grabbed its arm and a ray of consciousness entered it. Immediately, there was unconcealable joy on his face, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Owner……"

At this time, the eight-armed demon ape suddenly made a sound.

"What's wrong?"

Ye Mo wondered, shouldn't he be happy if he succeeded in returning his bloodline to his ancestors?

"I seem to have almost recovered my memories of past lives, but many of them are very vague and I can't remember them."

The eight-armed demon ape looked thoughtful, as if trying to recall vague memories.

"As long as you succeed in returning your bloodline to your ancestors, whatever you want to do, just let it go. Have you remembered who you are?"

Ye Mo felt relaxed now and asked with a smile.

"It seems to be from the human race, surnamed Yin, I don't know how many more there are. Now I have successfully returned to my ancestors through my bloodline. I am no longer an eight-armed demon ape. I have also realized a magical power imprinted in the origin of my bloodline - the Nine Transformations of the Divine Ape. "

The eight-armed demon ape didn't think too much. In a flash, the eight arms merged into two arms. The dark and messy hair on his body gradually faded and turned golden. He looked majestic and domineering. Mobile phone users please visit http://m.piaotia.net