King of the Fairy City

Crazy!

Zhi Xiangxuan's first reaction was that Ye Mo was crazy.

Except for the "Immortal Combat Body" technique, Zhi Xiangxuan has never seen anyone so crazy who wants to refine his body through killing and calamity.

However, the only people who practice the "Immortal Fighting Body" are from King Wu's lineage. Apart from this, no one else practices this technique. Based on her experience, she is very sure that such a practice method is only practiced by the "Indestructible Combat Body". There will be "Destroying the War Body".

In Zhi Xiangxuan's view, those who practice the "Immortal Fighting Body" are scarier and scarier than those who practice the "Ziu Wang Sutra".

This group of people are all refining their bodies by killing and calamity. They regard killing and calamity as a child's play, just like eating and drinking. People who spend their whole lives dancing on the tip of a knife are less afraid of death than those who practice the "Zuo Forgetting Sutra".

"How come you have the "Immortal Fighting Body"?"

Zhi Xiangxuan looked suspicious.

"It's just chance."

Ye Mo didn't want to explain more, as it didn't fit his own character and the character of the person he had changed.

"Those difficulties are nothing to you, so there's no need to waste your time. If you insist on doing this, that's up to you."

Seeing that Ye Mo didn't mean to say more, Zhi Xiangxuan didn't ask any more questions. Her pretty face immediately turned cold, and she waved her colorful skirt and flew in one direction.

Ye Mo didn't dare to fall behind and quickly followed up.

Although Zhi Xiangxuan had a cold face, she did not want Ye Mo to die here. She made it clear to Ye Mo some of the things that needed attention and all the details. There were some taboo places that were the most taboo. Taboo, he never even came close to her, Ye Mo wrote them down one by one.

Finally, the two came to a quiet and clear pool. There were wild grass beside the pool and ancient and exotic flowers in bloom. Not far away, there was a huge stone standing with two words written on it: "Refinement".

"This is the training pool, you can train here first."

Zhi Xiangxuan pointed at the ordinary cold pool and said.

"Xiliantan?"

Ye Mo's face looked a little weird.

At his current stage, there are very few spiritual materials and treasures that can have an effect on his level. It is hard to imagine what effect such a water pool would have.

"Don't underestimate this pool. It's good that the technique can enhance the physical body, but it doesn't change the nature of your physical body. In other words, a certain essence deep in your bloodline. According to the information records left by Immortal Emperor Kunpeng, it seems to be called genes? Maybe? Well, this is the vocabulary of the fairy world. In short, this is the essence of life of a living being. This pool has such an effect that it can make your body undergo earth-shaking changes. "

Zhi Xiangxuan said solemnly.

Hearing this, Ye Mo also knew that this pool was extraordinary, but he was not in a hurry to go down and continued to ask: "What about after practicing?"

"It depends on whether you can survive this level. This has nothing to do with the so-called cultivation talent. I don't know how many outstanding people have been unable to survive."

After saying that, Zhi Xiangxuan ignored Ye Mo and turned around to fly away.

Ye Mo had no choice but to jump into the pool without thinking, causing a splash of flying water. Ye Mo's whole body was soaked by the pool water, and his whole body felt extremely cool.

However, there is nothing else out of the ordinary. This pool looks like an ordinary mountain pool.

"Is she lying to me?"

Ye Mo couldn't help but have such thoughts flashing through his mind. However, the next moment, his face was twisted into a ball, his face was as red as blood, and his whole body was as red as a prawn.

"this……"

Ye Mo couldn't help but feel horrified, his whole body felt as hot as fire, his throat was extremely dry, and the entire water pool was boiling with the heat emanating from his body. The water bubbles surged fiercely, and the steam surged up.

Although his body had undergone changes, Ye Mo's senses were still very sharp. He was horrified to find that the water in his body was draining away rapidly. Visibly to the naked eye, his originally crystal-clear skin suddenly became old and wrinkled. Underneath, there is still a strange red color.

At this time, Ye Mo looked extremely terrifying. His whole body had shrunk by one-third, like a mummy. Moreover, it was still an evil mummy with red body and withered yellow hair. The pool was gushing and steaming, causing the leaves in the pool to tremble. Mo looked more and more evil.

Gradually, Ye Mo felt a trace of panic, because he discovered that the majestic strength of a body that could be compared to a dragon and an elephant, reaching billions of dollars, was passing by rapidly. Before he knew it, he didn't even have the strength to swim ashore!

牴p\u003e"Kala, Kara..."

The sound of bones shifting was very harsh amidst the gurgling sound. Ye Mo's eyes widened and his sight moved downwards little by little... His bones were melting!

At the same time, Ye Mo's dry, grass-like hair also fell out one by one, and he was soon bald. However, Ye Mo could not move at all, and his eyes were gradually stained with blood, turning red.

"Ahem...Gululu..."

As his body sank, Ye Mo was like a mortal without any magic power, choking on the pool of water and coughing violently. As he coughed, he coughed up streams of blood, and his eyes, nose, and ears also dripped. The lines of blood are extremely oozing.

A violent cough and a gurgling sound of vomiting blood mixed together. Finally, with a miserable cough, Ye Mo opened his mouth and spat out a mist of blood, dyeing the void red. Then he sank into the pool and could not be found again. At the slightest trace, even the boiling water bubbles no longer rose, there was no heat on the water, and the entire pool returned to calm.

In the confusion, Ye Mo's "eyes" were filled with blood red. He clearly felt that he seemed to have turned into an egg, or maybe not. In short, the whole person shrank into a ball, and he didn't know what it looked like. Hard to struggle, hard to move.

Then, Ye Mo felt a sharp pain from the depths of his soul, as if his soul was being torn apart bit by bit, and his body was being cut by a knife, but he could only endure it silently.

Finally, the blood color in front of him finally faded slowly. It seemed that thousands or tens of thousands of years had passed, and it seemed that only three or two breaths had passed. What remained unchanged was that he was still curled up and unable to move.

It was unknown how long it had passed before Ye Mo recovered a little strength. He began to try to struggle and break free from the inexplicable restraints. Finally, he let out a long roar, roared through the pool, stood up suddenly, and rushed out of the water.

"You made it."

A magnetic and proud female voice came to his ears.

Ye Mo turned his head and saw Zhi Xiangxuan wearing a purple floor-length dress, with her eyebrows lightly swept, her cherry lips lightly touched with vermilion, her makeup lightly smeared, and her face looking at him indifferently.

"How long has it been?"

Ye Mo asked.

"Two months, thirteen days and three hours."

Glancing at Ye Mo calmly, Zhi Xiangxuan raised the corner of her lips slightly and said, "Are you satisfied with this killing calamity?"

Nodding with lingering fear, Ye Mo smiled.

Of course he was satisfied. This time he was really in danger of death. Not only did his body melt, but even his Nascent Soul could not escape the calamity. It seemed that everything had returned to the original chaotic state. He could feel his body being reorganized again and again, and his flesh and blood condensing again and again.

This process was long and difficult. If it weren't for his amazing perseverance and good comprehension, it would be hard to say whether he could survive this calamity. At the most dangerous time, the breath of death almost enveloped every inch of his body, and he was only one step away from falling.

"Hmph, come out, this pool is useless to you."

Zhi Xiangxuan snorted lightly, turned around and flew in another direction.

Taking out a new set of clothes from the storage bag and putting them on, Ye Mo immediately soared into the sky and followed Zhi Xiangxuan's steps.

Soon, the two came to the top of a mountain. The mountain was only a thousand feet high. The top of the mountain was flat and smooth, as if it was cut off by a knife. A small teleportation array stood alone.

"The killing calamity you want is inside."

Zhi Xiangxuan flew down gracefully, her graceful and slender body like a green lotus isolated from the world, standing tall and facing the teleportation array.

This time, Ye Mo did not hesitate at all, and stepped directly into the teleportation array. Then the teleportation array erupted with infinite light, and a mysterious breath flowed out. When the light faded, Ye Mo had disappeared.

...

Two months later, Ye Mo came out of the teleportation array with blood all over his body. His face was extremely pale, but his body was overflowing with a trace of magic weapon-like precious light. His body was not sturdy, but it gave people a feeling of facing the ancient demon mountain, which was extremely terrifying.

After a day of rest, Ye Mo, under the leadership of Zhi Xiangxuan, broke into various destruction arrays and killing situations in the treasure house, opening up many opportunities for Zhi Xiangxuan.

However, no matter how dangerous it was, Ye Mo did not reveal his identity.

While facing the crisis, Ye Mo also obtained countless spiritual medicines and strange fruits, all of which were used by him to heal his wounds. As for the many opportunities such as magic tools and magic treasures, they were accepted by Zhi Xiangxuan without hesitation.

Ye Mo had no complaints about this. Originally, this treasure house did not belong to him. He could practice and was provided with healing spiritual fruits and spiritual medicines for free. If he was not satisfied, he would be struck by lightning.

Under such crazy practice, Ye Mo's physical cultivation reached the realm of invincibility without knowing it. At this moment, it was time to leave the treasure house.

Finally, Zhi Xiangxuan took Ye Mo to a huge stone forest with strange stones standing tall and continuous. This forest covers a large area, but it looks ordinary and has nothing special.

"This is Wanbao Forest. What opportunities you can get depends on your strength and opportunity."

Zhi Xiangxuan stared at the stone forest and said without looking back.

"Wanbaolin?"

When Ye Mo heard the name, his heart moved, and he flew down quickly.

The strange thing was that Ye Mo's figure disappeared as soon as he entered the forest. The whole stone forest was silent and silent, revealing a speechless coldness and silence.

After entering the stone forest, Ye Mo was shocked to find that this was not a stone forest at all, but a forest of steles. The gray stone steles stood alone and proudly, no more than ten feet high, but gave people a sense of oppression from the falling of a huge mountain.

In the open space in front of these steles, there were stacks of crystal coffins of different colors, all emitting a blazing and dazzling brilliance, with a brilliant and auspicious light. Even so, it made people feel numb.

When I got closer, I found that these coffins carved like crystals were not buried with living beings, but with magic weapons and instruments that were shining with the aura of magic tools.

On the old, mottled, and broken stone tablet, characters were carved in a flamboyant manner, with iron paintings and silver hooks, one horizontal and one vertical stroke was upright and majestic, one left and one right stroke was unrestrained, and one dot and one hook was evil, outlining ancient and complicated characters, revealing a bit of evil and a bit of weirdness.

Ye Mo saw a pair of extremely exquisite dragon and phoenix swords, the dragon was golden, the phoenix was red, and it bloomed with endless auspicious fairy light. The spiritual mist was steaming like smoke and mist, turning into a dragon and a phoenix playing and entangled, with terrifying spiritual pressure.

Ye Mo saw a long sword as straight as a sword, the whole body was as black as ink, crystal clear, as if carved from the finest jade, the blade was narrow and long, the handle was three feet long, the whole body was ten feet long, one side was sharp, and the ink-colored edge was breathtaking.

Ye Mo saw a small bronze tripod with blurred images and cracks all over it. It had three legs and two ears, and it was full of the vicissitudes of time. It was mottled and broken, and exuded wisps of green air. It looked broken and inconspicuous, but its spiritual pressure was more terrifying than most of the magic tools and treasures here.

Ye Mo also saw a square box with black and red colors, which looked like jade but not jade, and wood but not wood. Other magic tools and magic treasures all showed various strange phenomena, but it was motionless and had no difference at all. However, judging from the burial location, it was no weaker than the bronze tripod...

One by one, the magic tools and magic treasures showed strange phenomena continuously, and pieces of brilliant and amazing light shot up from each coffin. The magic tools and magic treasures moved together, and the whole stele forest was trembling slightly, as if a destructive energy was suppressed. Once it rushed out, the mountains and rivers would collapse and the sky and earth would crack.

With such strange phenomena, even a fool would know that these magic tools and magic treasures were extraordinary. For ordinary cultivators, it would undoubtedly be difficult to make a choice, because there were too many powerful treasures here, and they couldn't take them all away, right?

Even Ye Mo, who was always decisive, was a little difficult to make a decision at this moment. Finally, after Ye Mo looked at every treasure, he thought for a while and returned to a stone tablet between the bronze tripod and the treasure box.

The coffin was as clear as crystal, with layers of green light flowing through it. Inside it lay a golden feather fan, which was colorful and shining. The fan bones seemed to be cast in gold and were as heavy as a hundred thousand mountains.

"Aurora Cloud Fan?"

Ye Mo looked at the ancient characters on the stone tablet and murmured.