King of the Fairy City

silence!

The entire battlefield was deathly silent!

The human monk army was stunned by Ye Mo's terrifying and unspeakable magical power, while the demon clan was stunned by the sudden bad news.

The fourteenth-level demon saint of the high-level demon race was killed so neatly by a monk in the early stage of human race's transformation into a god!

It’s like a fantasy!

After a moment of silence, the army of human monks suddenly let out loud cheers and roars, while the army of monsters whined and roared, their momentum greatly reduced.

The demon saints of the demon clan were stunned and speechless. Although they had already seen the terror of Tantai Bupo, they could not help but feel shocked when they saw Ye Mo's power and combat power.

"retreat!"

The demon military advisor on the battlefield west of Ice Lotus Fortress was silent for a moment, and then suddenly gave an order.

"Why retreat? He alone cannot represent the strength of the entire human army. We, the demon race, are not at a disadvantage."

There is a demon saint who is unwilling to accept the road.

"Then who is going to stop this beast? We have already lost one of our generals, and we no longer have the upper hand in terms of strength at the level of gods. Moreover, because of the appearance of this person, the situation has been reversed, and the high-level forces are already weak. Who can stop him from slaughtering Low-class ethnic group?”

The military advisor's eyes were gloomy and he questioned all the demon saints.

"Retreat, join the large forces on the southern battlefield, and attack the southern city wall with all your strength."

After saying the last sentence, the military advisor said no more, took a deep look at Ye Mo from afar, and left with everyone.

As the demon saints left, the horn of the demon tribe's withdrawal also sounded, and the ocean of demon beasts receded like a tide.

In this regard, the human race naturally would not miss such a good opportunity and sent a large number of monks to pursue and kill him, leaving tens of thousands of monsters behind before giving up the pursuit.

At this point, the battlefield to the west of Ice Lotus Fortress was considered a small victory. Countless low-level monks cheered and cheered, and the cheers filled the sky and were deafening.

"Daoyan!"

"Daoyan!"

"Daoyan!"

I don't know who took the lead, but countless low-level monks from the human race suddenly changed from cheering to shouting, shouting Ye Mo's Taoist slogan.

Seeing this scene, many of the venerables on the west wall all changed their faces. They were extremely wonderful. Some were smiling, some were as gloomy as water, and some had jealous eyes.

Ye Mo was too lazy to pay attention to what they were thinking. After thinking about it, he raised his hand to signal everyone to stop. Countless low-level monks obeyed Ye Mo's instructions. Seeing Ye Mo's actions, the loud shouts suddenly weakened. It was about to dissipate, and the entire battlefield was silent, waiting for Ye Mo to speak.

Seeing this, Ye Mo was not happy because he was lying. His goal had obviously been achieved, but his face was calm and he said warmly: "Ye Mo is so virtuous and capable that everyone praises him so much. The merit of this battle lies in You, except Ye, are the biggest contributors!”

Countless low-level monks, high-level monks, and venerables were stunned. They had some guesses, but they didn't dare to say anything.

"Ye doesn't dare to ask for the credit for repelling the enemy. Ye only needs the credit for killing the Iron Feathered Monster Crane, and it belongs to Ye. If the alliance wants to reward you, it will be for you, not Ye."

Ye Mo continued, his expression solemn and extremely sincere.

On the battlefield, the merit of killing the enemy is actually extra. It belongs to individual merit and merit. In fact, there are many achievements that belong to the group. Among them, repelling the enemy, defending the fairy city, etc. also have merit, and they are also group merit. , if you are the first to retreat from the enemy, the credit will be even greater. This is the basic performance and income of low-level monks.

The fact that the demon army on the western battlefield retreated so early is inseparable from Ye Mo. This credit can actually be regarded as personal credit. Anyone with a good mind can imagine how big this reward is.

However, Ye Mo didn't want any merit at all and pushed it to many low-level monks. How could they not be surprised?

"Daoyan!"

"Daoyan!"

In the blink of an eye, Ye Mo was once again overwhelmed by the thundering cheers.

Although the average reward for defeating the enemy is converted into group merit, it is definitely not much, but it is enough to prove one thing: Ye Mo really values ​​these low-level monks, unlike other high-level monks and generals who work hard to save their lives. He takes the credit for himself and doesn't give any way for the monks below him to survive.

So, how can we not make the low-level monks feel grateful and like Ye Mo?

Perhaps many monks have thought of winning people's hearts.

But first they couldn't think of the use of winning over the hearts of low-level monks, and the price was so high. Secondly, they couldn't do it by changing places. The price was too high and the losses were too heavy. No, it’s not worth it!

Based on these two points, the low-level monks recognized Ye Mo even more.

Seeing that he could not stop the countless low-level monks from cheering, Ye Mo said no more, shook his head with a wry smile, took a deep breath, and looked at the corpses of monsters scattered in every corner of the battlefield.

"Swallowing the Demonic Energy!"

Ye Mo's figure flew down, and he pinched the spells in his hand. A surging evil spirit suddenly filled the air. Ye Mo put on his robe and moved wildly, his black hair danced like a dragon, and his blood vessels became as crystal-like. Transparent, blood-colored glittering and translucent light spreads all over the body.

"Buzz!"

The void shook slightly, and then strands of blood-colored light were seen flying out from the corpses everywhere. Some of these blood-colored lights were bright, while others were much dimmer, and the number was extremely large.

This is the origin of life contained in the qi and blood of living beings. It is born in the soul and hidden in the qi and blood. After death, it will gradually dissipate.

At this moment, he was absorbed by Ye Mo and refined to improve his cultivation.

"Swallowing the Demonic Skill" is very overbearing. If Ye Mo and the Blood Demon are willing, they can directly absorb all the life energy of a living creature.

However, even if it is a living creature, plundering its life essence will affect itself, so it is necessary to collect the life marks on the battlefield and collect the killing energy to suppress countless creatures at the same time.

Because of this, Ye Mo chose the same approach as the Blood Demon, collecting the origin of life on the battlefield and collecting the killing energy at the same time.

Ye Mo's actions undoubtedly shocked countless people. Many low-level monks were shocked when they saw Ye Mo's actions, and their eyes suddenly became complicated.

"Ye Mo! What are you doing?"

With the domineering power of "Swallowing Yuan Demonic Art", it was very fast to collect the life sources from a small area of ​​the battlefield. Just when Ye Mo had collected almost all of them and was about to move the battlefield, a loud shout suddenly exploded, and at the same time, a figure quickly came to Ye Mo's side. far away.

"Can't you see clearly what I'm doing? Who are you?"

Ye Mo glanced at the visitor and said lightly.

"As an alliance cultivator, what do you want to do by practicing treasonous demonic skills? These monks died for the human race, but they can't even find peace in death. You are so ruined by you, you are simply crazy. I advise you to stop immediately. Come with me to the law enforcement hall to plead guilty!”

The visitor did not answer Ye Mo's identity, but scolded him sternly.

Hearing this, Ye Mo just sneered, didn't bother to look at this person anymore, turned around and left, and said at the same time: "I haven't moved the body of the human monk at all, you can check it. As for the remains of the demon clan, I haven't moved either. It's too much, at least there is no problem in using it to refine weapons, magic skills... A large part of the monks you mentioned who died for the human race are demon cultivators from the Demon Alliance. "

"stop!"

The man drank deeply.

Ye Mo ignored it and came to another small battlefield. The blood vessels and meridians around his body emerged again and began to plunder the origin of living things.

"Seeking death! You are so audacious and disregard the alliance's rules. I will capture you first and then hand you over to the Law Enforcement Hall!"

The man's face was extremely gloomy, and he suddenly sneered a few times. Suddenly he raised his hand, golden light burst out, and the dazzling sword light tore through the air, and slashed in front of Ye Mo in a blink of an eye.

"don't want!"

"Don't be impulsive, fellow Taoist."

Venerable Yu ignored him at all, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

"snort!"

Ye Mo snorted coldly and suddenly stopped his hand. The Thunder Magic Orb was instantly launched, and thousands of lightning arcs spread across the void, twisting like snakes.

As soon as the magic bead came out, Venerable Yu's expression suddenly changed. He wanted to take back the magic sword, but found that his connection with the magic sword had been severed, and he couldn't help but feel furious.

However, before he could make a move, Ye Mo flicked his finger, and a drop of Yanhong Essence blood floated in the air. Ye Mo hit it with dozens of spells, causing the blood droplets to burn crazily.

At the same time, the face of Venerable Yu suddenly changed wildly at this moment. He felt as if the blood in his body was boiling, and his whole body was burning. His skin instantly became as red as a shrimp, and streams of hot white gas came out between his breaths.

"you……"

Venerable Yu pointed at Ye Mo and was speechless. Suddenly, his face changed again. He ignored Ye Mo and sat cross-legged in the void. He mobilized his pure cultivation to suppress Ye Mo's "Blood Burning Great Sword". .Law".

It was also a coincidence that when Ye Mo was collecting the origins of living things, he happened to find a few drops of extremely pure blood essence with an extremely large life breath. Ye Mo picked a drop and put it away temporarily. Unexpectedly, it happened to be the person named Venerable. Essence and blood.

With such a coincidence, how could Ye Mo be polite to him? He immediately used the "Blood Burning Technique" to make the blood in his body boil and burn.

The situation between the two of them was suddenly reversed, and it was reversed so quickly that no one could react. It made countless people widen their eyes in shock, feeling incredible, and becoming deeply afraid of Ye Mo.

Seeing those venerables heaving a sigh of relief, Ye Mo sneered, and the figure suddenly disappeared, and the next moment he appeared next to the venerable Yu.

"How dare you, thief!"

Venerable Yu felt a strong crisis coming, and immediately ignored Ye Mo's spell to suppress it, and directly faced Ye Mo.

"Destroying Immortal Hand!"

Ye Mo didn't hold back his hand at all, his fingers were spread out, and his hand was shining like a white jade palm, clashing with the palm of Venerable Yu.

With a muffled sound of "bang", Venerable Yu spat out five large mouthfuls of blood, his body flew out, and rolled more than a hundred feet away on the ground. The sound of broken bones continued to be heard from his body.

When he stopped, Venerable Yu was dirty, sloppy, and extremely embarrassed. He glared at Ye Mo with hatred, and then passed out happily.

Everyone looked at this scene and was stunned on the spot. Many low-level monks who were cleaning the battlefield were also stunned. After a moment, the sound of gasping for cold air could be heard on the battlefield.

"Ye Mo, what are you doing! Seriously injured fellow Taoist Alliance member, do you want to be sent to the Law Enforcement Hall to be punished by death?"

The entire battlefield exploded, a venerable roared.

"He also said something like this just now..."

Ye Mo turned his head and looked at the Lord who spoke calmly.

The Venerable's face turned the color of pig's liver, but he did not dare to say another word no matter what. The same was true for the others, but some of the Demon Cultivator Venerables smiled in their eyes and conveyed goodwill to Ye Mo.

Seeing that this group of people were too scared to speak, Ye Mo was too lazy to pay attention to them and continued to do his own thing, quickly collecting and plundering the origins of living things.

The battlefield was gradually cleaned up, the remains of the human cultivators were collected, and the corpses of the demons were collected and sent to the resource reserve of the Merit Hall after Ye Mo plundered the essence of life, as materials for refining tools and alchemy, or for more uses.

The venerable who was seriously injured by Ye Mo was sent away by the other venerables.

After plundering the essence of life, Ye Mo suddenly felt refreshed, full of energy, and his blood and qi in his body were churning, and his cultivation level also skyrocketed.

Ye Mo estimated that if he plundered one or two more times, he would be able to reach the peak of the second stage of the transformation of the spirit and break through to the third stage of the transformation of the spirit.

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