King of the Fairy City

Thousands of miles away from the Spiritual King's inheritance mountain range, on a beautiful mountain peak, two figures stood majestically.

These two figures, one was shrouded in mist, and their whole bodies were blurred, as if they were melting into the void, indistinguishable from each other. There were wisps of strange and mysterious light flowing around their bodies, but they did not come from their bodies, but were born in the void.

This is the light of law, which means that you are getting close to this person. If you listen closely, you can hear the sound of the great avenue of heaven and earth trembling and echoing. This is an extremely magical and terrifying sight.

If someone knew about it, they would be extremely shocked, because even immortals may not be able to achieve this level, unless they can achieve the legendary 100% spiritual root potential.

If one has not reached perfect spiritual roots, one needs to reach an extremely astonishing level of understanding of the laws during the immortal stage in order to be so close to the laws of heaven and earth.

There is no doubt that this is an extremely terrifying existence.

But the other figure is slim and graceful. Her body is tall and plump, like a touching divine lotus. Her body is as white as mutton fat and jade. Her whole body is pure and beautiful, elegant and clean, as if she comes from the fairy world. The peerless fairy was banished to the mortal world.

This woman has picturesque eyebrows, a straight nose, and beautiful eyes that are as indifferent as pure black gemstones. Her round and soft face lines should be gentle, but under the indifferent eyes and ruthless look, they reveal... Her independent strength and prowess make her even more graceful and graceful, with a unique aura that makes her look like she was born in heaven.

This woman is dressed in a snow-colored palace dress, with a fiery red divine lotus branded on her chest and back, which is the symbol of the Ice Lotus Palace.

Who is this girl if she isn't Huangfu Yan?

And the mysterious and extraordinary figure beside her is naturally her master with astonishing origins, Chen Feng.

The two stood side by side, looking at the distant sky and the depths of the Central Heavenly Palace.

Huangfu Yan felt a little restless at this time, her thoughts were a little confused for some reason, and her eyebrows furrowed slightly from time to time. She didn't know where this feeling came from.

Especially when she turned to look at the dark barrier in the distance, her heart beat lightly, and a trace of worry surged into her heart for no reason, making it difficult for her to calm down.

She didn't know how much time had passed, but when she looked at the dark enchantment again, she suddenly felt a stabbing pain in her heart, as if a needle was stabbing her and a knife was twisting her head. This pain came from her blood and her soul. It made her heart palpitate, and her two fingers twitched inexplicably twice. .

What happened there? What exactly is there? Why do you do this?

Huangfu Yan was melancholy and anxious, and couldn't figure out why this kind of reaction happened to her.

"The wind is blowing."

Chen Feng's blurry figure remained motionless, and his voice came slowly.

Huangfu Yan suddenly came back to her senses, with a trace of surprise and confusion in her beautiful eyes, as well as a hint of restlessness.

"In the realm of being a teacher, it is enough not to speak out words and follow the instructions. My heart is eternally silent, and there will be no fluctuations in the world, but there is a wind blowing by. Is it the wind that is moving, or is it your heart that is moving?"

Chen Feng's voice was very calm.

"Disciple, I know I was wrong. Please punish me, Master."

Huangfu Yangai lowered her head and whispered.

"What's wrong?"

Chen Feng said.

"I'm not at peace, I'm disturbing the master."

Huangfuyan's voice was indifferent.

"My heart is calm, why do you need to be calm? It's human nature to worry about the one you love, what's wrong with you?"

Chen Feng said with a smile.

"Master..."

Huangfuyan raised her head suddenly, then lowered her head again.

"That's Daoyan City. It's being besieged by the four quasi-kings of the Kunpeng Shen Sect. Aren't you going?"

Chen Feng turned his head and looked at Huangfu Yan.

"If the disciple doesn't go, nothing is as important as the master's affairs. The disciple has to go to battle with the master."

Huangfu Yangai shook her head and said.

"When will you only be able to say nice things like this?"

Chen Feng chuckled lightly, raised his finger to Huangfu Yan's smooth and plump forehead, and continued: "Go, you are not allowed to participate in the battle for master. Your battlefield is here, and your care is also here, although you have never I asked my teacher to remove the seal on your memory, but you have a deep emotional bond with him, and this is your inseparable bond."

"I have also heard the name of this little guy. Lord of Daoyan City, the first city under the quasi-Dao Immortal City. He is not bad. He is a talent. After this matter is over, bring him to see me. I will do it for you. If he has no hope of becoming an immortal, the master will not show mercy and he will not have a chance."

The master is the father, and the master wants to see him. What this means is self-evident.

No matter how good Huangfu Yan is, how she is unconventional, when she hears her most respected master say this, Xiafei's cheeks can't help but reveal a bit of uncontrollable shame and a bit of secret annoyance.

"Master..."

Huangfu Yan refused and stared at Chen Feng with an angry look.

Although she has been very close to Ye Mo for a long time, it doesn't matter. Unfortunately, her memory has been sealed, and her original memory is gone. This feeling is no different from the first contact, and she is naturally embarrassed.

"Okay, okay, I won't say anything anymore. You should go and help him quickly. I just glanced at him from the edge. I don't know how the battle is going, but I think he won't feel so good."

Chen Feng stopped teasing himself, a fool, and said with a slightly serious expression.

Huangfu Yan's beautiful face changed slightly, and she became increasingly worried.

"Master, take care, my disciple is gone."

Huangfuyan received the master's permission, no longer hesitated, turned her head and jumped lightly, like a flying fairy, her clothes were fluttering, and she disappeared in the blink of an eye, accompanied by thousands of brilliant light rains.

Chen Feng stood on the top of the mountain like a fairy sword, watching his apprentice leave. He was silent for a long time, and suddenly said to himself: "I seem to have forgotten to ask, what is the name of this Daoyan City Lord? It seems that his surname is Ye? It's fate."

...

At this time, in the Taizang Mandala Destruction World.

Ye Mo looked at the tip of the sword that pierced through his chest with some disbelief, his eyes flashed with cold light, and then he looked at the blood on his left fist.

Dealing with the three top quasi-kings at the same time, Ye Mo was also very tired, and it was difficult to have the energy to deal with one more person. Unfortunately, this time there were not only the three quasi-kings, but also the Phantom King lineage.

The Phantom King lineage is quite mysterious and powerful among ordinary kings and princes. It is not as good as the top kings and princes, but it is definitely in the forefront among ordinary kings and princes. Even the top kings and princes dare not easily provoke this Phantom King lineage.

This is enough to show the horror of the Phantom King lineage.

Facing the three top quasi-kings alone, Ye Mo was already at a disadvantage. At the critical moment, he was attacked by the Illusion King. There was no way to avoid it. It was a sure kill!

Fortunately, Ye Mo was not an ordinary cultivator. In addition to his strong body, he was also surprisingly flexible. In such a close contact, he could often catch people off guard by attacking suddenly.

The attacker of the Illusion King was hit by one of his moves.

He never thought that Ye Mo's left fist could turn back and hit hard from the left side, as if the joints such as shoulders and elbows did not exist at all, and it seemed to be broken. However, the punch was extremely terrifying. The surging divine power destroyed mountains and broke peaks, and he was seriously injured, and all his internal organs were shattered!

Because of this, he failed to shatter Ye Mo's body, and only the dagger remained on Ye Mo, and Ye Mo saved his life.

"A quasi-king from the lineage of King Huan?"

As if to demonstrate, Ye Mo stretched his left hand to his back, bent his joints, and slowly pulled out the dagger.

"Bang bang bang!"

At the moment the dagger was pulled out, sword energy pierced through Ye Mo's body, from the inside out, and it was impossible to defend against it.

However, Ye Mo did not take it seriously, and mobilized his magic power, activated magic, and began to heal himself.

"Huan Tianxiong. The Lord of Daoyan City is so courageous."

The one who attacked Ye Mo was a handsome man who looked only about 30 years old, very young.

"If I don't pull it out, I will give you the opportunity to grab the sword again and shatter my body?"

Ye Mo looked indifferent, shook his hand, and the dagger was put into the storage bag.

"Even so, you have been seriously injured. How can you deal with the four of us?"

Huan Tianxiong sneered, and then as if he thought of something, he said in a "sudden" manner: "Are you expecting that demon sloth to turn the tide? Speaking of which, the demon sloth is indeed the painstaking work of my Divine Sect, but it has never been verified. Today, we have to see whether the demon sloth is powerful or... the Golden Crow Clan is stronger!"

A golden light, extremely blazing, illuminated this world, broke through the Taizang Mandala Destruction Realm, fell from the sky, and landed between Ye Mo and Dao Yancheng, and then suddenly turned and turned into a red and golden sphere. Among them, there was a divine bird crying to the sky, with unparalleled wild flames all over its body, shaped like a crow, with three legs, and the majesty of the emperor overwhelmed all living things in the sky.

Seeing this scene, Ye Mo's heart sank suddenly, and his voice was extremely gloomy: "So you have been prepared for a long time."

The four quasi-kings either laughed or remained silent, without saying a word, but the murderous intent in their eyes became more and more intense.

At this moment, Aneruotu's face suddenly changed, and he turned his head to look at the end of the extinction world.

A subtle cold light flickered slightly, the light was not strong, the breath was not strong, but it was endless, and quickly broke through the barrier and came at a very fast speed.

This light was too fast, even faster than Ye Mo, and it was not at all like the speed that a cultivator of the transformation of the spirit could reach. The next moment it was still in the sky, and in a blink of an eye it was not far away.

The strongest of the Jinwu clan opened his mouth and spit out a flame. The fierce fire, with strong light, melted through the void, making the void boil and melt.

However, this light was very mysterious and strange, and the strongest could not stop it. It passed through it and came to Ye Mo's side in a blink of an eye.

"Yan'er!"

The golden light faded, revealing a face that was so familiar that it couldn't be more familiar. Ye Mo couldn't help but be stunned.

"You are injured!"

Huangfu Yan nodded slightly, and her beautiful eyes glanced at Ye Mo's chest, with worry in her eyes.

"Why are you here?"

Ye Mo saw a trace of worry in Huangfu Yan's beautiful eyes, and his heart warmed up. Then he frowned: "Leave quickly, this is not something you can interfere with."

"Hmph, you should recover from your injuries first, I am not inferior to you!"

Huangfu Yan raised her pretty face slightly, with a hint of coldness and arrogance, and her aura burst out without concealment. In an instant, the situation changed.

"God transformation... peak?"

Ye Mo's face was full of disbelief.

You know, he went to the small starry sky and got opportunities and fortunes that were enough to make people crazy. From this, he widened the gap with his peers and was on par with the old quasi-kings. He didn't expect Huangfu Yan to reach this level in a short time. How could he not be surprised.

Huangfu Yan ignored his shock, shook her hand and shot out a dazzling red light H to surround Ye Mo and protect him. She held an ice-type flying sword carved from ten thousand years of black ice in her bare hand, turned around and coldly scanned the four quasi-kings.

The four quasi-kings looked extremely ugly.

They boasted of their amazing talent and potential, and that they could deal with more than a few ordinary peak-level gods. But now, not only did they fail to kill the extremely evil Ye Mo, but now another Huangfu Yan has appeared who is no worse than Ye Mo. If Ye Mo is allowed to recover from his injuries, it will be hard to predict the outcome of this battle.

"Hurry up and kill her!"

Aneruotu said coldly with a gloomy expression.

The other three naturally agreed. They really didn't believe that the emergence of Ye Mo was enough to defy the heavens, and there would be another monster similar to Ye Mo. What about the peak of the spirit transformation? They could also kill him easily!

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