King of the Fairy City

In the hazy light and shadow, Huangfu Yan's palace dress was as white as her jade-like white skin. On it, a lifelike fire lotus followed her steps, as if swaying in the wind.

However, it seemed that her condition was not very good. There was blood flowing from the corner of her mouth, and the palace dress in front of her chest was also dotted with bright red blood flowers, which set off her cold and beautiful face with a solemn and murderous look, revealing an indescribable cold and heroic spirit.

After a few steps, she came to Ye Mo's side. Huangfu Yan's beautiful eyes showed a trace of worry. Her green jade fingers quickly played a series of magic formulas and slapped Ye Mo.

In an instant, Ye Mo's blood and qi in his body boiled again, his magic power surged wildly, and his vitality was surging, but he was still too injured. He opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood with a "wow".

Without caring about his own injuries, Ye Mo grabbed Huangfu Yan's sharp shoulders and asked anxiously, "Yan'er, are you injured?"

"It's just the backlash of casting a spell, it's okay."

Huangfu Yan shook her head slightly, her black gem-like eyes were filled with tenderness, and she smiled lightly.

"Is it serious?"

Ye Mo looked at the fairy-like figure still hanging in the air, frowned and asked, then, without waiting for Huangfu Yan to answer, he grabbed her wrist and started to check.

"You should heal your wounds first, I know my limits."

Huangfu Yan said soothingly, and at the same time took out a purple pill and handed it to Ye Mo.

After Ye Mo found out that Yan'er was not seriously injured, he was relieved, and then he took the pill and swallowed it, and then he crossed his legs in the void to heal his wounds.

Huangfu Yan saw Ye Mo start to heal his wounds, and her heart was slightly relieved, and then, her beautiful eyes looked at the quasi-kings of Kunpeng Divine Sect with murderous eyes.

At this time, the quasi-kings of Kunpeng Divine Sect had already been frightened to death by Huangfu Yan's pseudo-immortal technique. When Huangfu Yan looked at them with murderous eyes, the quasi-kings were immediately trembling with fear and fled for their lives. They did not care about taking the golden bell with them, but just ran for their lives.

Seeing this, Huangfu Yan frowned slightly, and the murderous intent in her heart became stronger, but she did not make a move for a while.

Pseudo-immortal technique is the ultimate means taught to her by her master. It is the top magical power in the lower world. There is a trace of immortal power in it. It is not an exaggeration to say that it can destroy the world.

However, pseudo-immortal technique cannot be used easily, not to mention that she is only at the peak of the transformation of the spirit at this time.

This pseudo-immortal technique has only exerted one or two points of its power, and only used the power of cause and effect. The real power has not been unfolded, but she has already suffered injuries. If the power is really unfolded, she can kill the strongest!

But she didn't dare. It was too chaotic at this time. To avenge Ye Mo, killing all the quasi-kings might be a temporary pleasure, but Ye Mo was already seriously injured. If she was seriously injured again, her safety would not be guaranteed. Therefore, she hesitated.

After a moment of hesitation, she saw that all the quasi-kings were fleeing and were about to escape. She bit her teeth, her pretty face exuded a murderous aura, and her voice was cold: "Even if I can't kill them all, I will make you pay the price!"

After she finished speaking, her white hands transformed into a residual image, and countless seals turned into flowing light and flew out. The whole person exuded an indescribable holy aura, out of the world.

"Fire melts his body, ice shatters his soul, melts the avenue, and slashes the immortal sword technique!"

Huangfu Yan's pretty face instantly turned red, as if blood was about to drip, her eyes were full of determination and murderous intent, and she sprayed three mouthfuls of blood, like blood-colored petals flying, falling on the ice and fire swords.

In an instant, endless brilliant light surged from the sky to the ground, from the Nine Heavens to the Nine Netherworlds, presenting a gorgeous nine-color color, condensed like a silk thread, like a divine chain, and merged into the two swords.

Swish!

The light rushed into the sky, and between the ice and fire swords, the sword energy surged and stirred, and the shadows of the sword energy intertwined, condensing into a huge flying sword that spanned the sky. There were strands of immortal energy surrounding it, and even more terrifying evil spirits, black and red intertwined, as if it could destroy the world, as if it could kill immortals, there were thousands of headless immortals roaring and struggling, the scene was horrifying...

A sword slashed out, as if yin and yang were split, as if chaos was repeated, as if heaven and earth were divided...

Several quasi-kings of the Kunpeng Divine Sect who had not yet escaped screamed in fear, and frantically sacrificed magic spells and magic weapons to resist this attack.

However, the shadow of the Immortal Sword was too sharp, and its edge was full of energy. Nothing could stop it. All magic weapons and magical powers seemed to be like air in front of it, and it was chopped down directly!

Puff!

The contemporary quasi-blood king and quasi-martial king screamed, and their bodies were shattered by a sword. All magic weapons and magical powers could not stop them at all. Their bodies were shattered, their souls collapsed, and they died instantly!

The quasi-treasure king roared hysterically, with a surge of light around him, divine light bursting out, and auspicious colors hanging one after another. Countless magic weapons were thrown out like garbage, bursting out with unparalleled power.

However, under the sword of the Immortal Sword, these magic weapons exploded one after another, directly locked onto the quasi-treasure king, and chopped down with a sword, and his body was instantly split in half.

The Phantom Sun Ghost King of the Ghost Clan, the Yinming Demon Sunflower King of the Spirit Clan, and the Mighty Demon Ape King of the Demon Clan fell one after another, and their bodies and souls were destroyed!

At this point, Huangfu Yan exhaled slightly, and his expression showed a trace of fatigue.

First, it was a pseudo-immortal technique, and then it was the strongest method that could be used without overdrawing the potential of life essence. Even though she was as powerful as Ye Mo, she couldn't hold on.

Fortunately, all the quasi-kings were driven away, and a few were killed. At this time, there was no one in Wanbaolin except her and Ye Mo.

Outside Wanbaolin.

All forces were stagnant, still maintaining the actions before Huangfu Yan appeared, until this moment they came back to their senses, seeing that Wanbaolin's defense array was completely shattered, and the rest of the Kunpeng Divine Sect monks had begun to retreat like a tide. I don't know who shouted "grab the treasure", and in an instant, this place was boiling again.

Without the Kunpeng Divine Sect as a roadblock and without the protection of the formation, although the various forces were wary of Huangfuyan's previous display of power, they were not too afraid. They rushed in frantically and rushed towards the crystal coffins, and many more, Go straight towards the golden bell that was previously controlled by the kings.

At this moment, Ye Mo suddenly opened his eyes, a cold light flashing in his eyes.

His injury is still serious, but it has stabilized. As long as the fighting is not too fierce, it will be fine.

At this time, the people from Daoyan City had already rushed in and surrounded Ye Mo. They all looked at Huangfu Yan with different eyes, full of curiosity and awe, and they were astonished.

Ye Mo glanced at the group of monks heading towards the Golden Bell, snorted coldly, and with the black and white energy flowing in his eyes, he controlled the eight-series flying sword to turn into eight wild dragons, twisting and winding away.

I almost risked my life just to prevent Kunpeng Shenzong from getting the golden bell. They dared to be greedy for the golden bell. They were simply looking for death.

Huangfu Yan's beautiful eyes also turned cold, she pointed at the group of people, her ice and fire swords let out a soft groan, and charged forward with a roar.

"One of them is seriously injured and the other is severely damaged. There is nothing to be afraid of. Kill!"

A demon clan demon saint's eyes were full of madness, and he opened his bloody mouth and roared. His sharp teeth were covered with yellow sticky saliva, and the fishy smell was billowing.

After this reminder, the other god-level beings who had originally intended to retreat gritted their teeth, and while using their magical powers and magic weapons to resist, they rushed towards the golden bell without looking back.

"when!"

Suddenly, the golden bell rang without warning, and the bell waves spread out like waves. It was extremely terrifying and directly swept away a group of god-level beings.

At this moment, the hearts of these god-level beings were extremely bitter.

No one thought that this golden bell was so terrifying. Only now did they understand why only one of the four quasi-kings of the Kunpeng Shen Sect sent out a group of people to surround and kill Ye Mo, while the remaining three groups were all collecting the bell.

Just because... this bell is a magical weapon of great power!

However, it was too late to realize it at this moment. There was a bell wave in front and a sword light behind. These gods-level beings were not quasi-kings. They could not withstand it. After struggling for a few times, they exploded into pieces. Pieces of blood mist.

This scene made the eyes of all the creatures from all forces burst into tears.

It was the quasi-king of the Kunpeng Divine Sect who was hit and fell before. They could only be excited and excited, but now it was the turn of their own god-forming ancestor to fall, but it was hard to accept it.

"Daoyan City! What are you doing! Do you want to cause public outrage among the four races?"

"How brave! How dare you kill my demon clan, the demon saint."

"You are crazy, there is a venerable human being here!"

The Spirit Tribe, Ghost Tribe, Monster Tribe, and Human Tribe all had strong men roaring. They still underestimated the ruthlessness and decisiveness of Ye Mo and Huangfu Yan. They thought they would be afraid and would not even take action, but would just stop them, but they Now it seems... they are a little self-righteous.

"Hmph! Believe it or not, I will kick all of you out?"

Huangfu Yan's pretty face was frosty and she snorted coldly.

Ye Mo and others collected the things left behind by the fallen kings and flew towards the Golden Bell, obviously not intending to give the various forces a chance to get involved.

Seeing this scene, the eyes of the strong men of the four tribes were red and jealous, but they were helpless.

Are you going to bet on whether Huangfu Yan can perform a pseudo-immortal spell again?

They don't dare. If they lose, their lives will be lost. They have no doubt!

The situation is stronger than the people. Jin Zhong and the others have no hope and can only look at the other coffins. The magic weapons in these coffins are also extraordinary.

Ye Mo and Huangfu Yan looked at each other, and then Ye Mo looked at Zangji Fozi, Chu Feiyan and others, and said: "You go and seize the other coffins. You deserve what you get, and there is no reason to let it go. They can say whatever they want." He said that those who dare to fight will be driven away, and if they don't leave, they will be killed. "What about the lazy ones?"

"When it saw Huangfuyan performing pseudo-immortal magic, it went back to the city to sleep. It said that we could handle it and it didn't want to interfere."

Su Muqing blinked her beautiful eyes and said with a wry smile.

Ye Mo frowned slightly and said: "Call it, Yan'er and I are not invincible, and there are too many different forces and they are too mixed. You are also in danger, and you need a deterrent force to take charge."

Everyone nodded, and then looked at Chu Feiyan. Chu Feiyan was speechless for a moment, then his slim body swayed, and in the golden light, he transformed into a majestic chi dragon with a hint of softness and flew back to Daoyan City.

"Ji Shengxiang, you should know the origin of this clock, right?"

Ye Mo looked at Ji Shengxiang.

"I know a little bit. This object should be the Human Emperor Bell. It belongs to the natal magic weapon of a former leader of the Human Tribe. It is one of the few Dao magic weapons in Wanbaolin, but its symbolic meaning is greater than its actual power, so they started with this bell. Get started.”

Ji Shengxiang responded.

"It is indeed a great magic weapon!"

Ye Mo's eyes lit up.

Now he doesn't even have a great magic weapon. The highest-grade one is the Aurora Cloud Fan, which is only at the level of a great magic weapon.

"What's so strange? There are so many sect kings in the past, and although I can't say that all of them have a great magic weapon, there are still a lot of them. They just don't want this great magic weapon to flow into our hands, not to mention... …It’s not like you’ve never seen a Taoist magical weapon before, aren’t they the two swords of Saint Huangfu?”

Ji Shengxiang said leisurely.

Huangfu Yan's beautiful eyes flashed when she heard this, and she looked towards Ji Shengxiang.

She was unable to recognize the powerful person with two swords without enough experience and experience. Unexpectedly, Ji Shengxiang saw through it at this moment.

Ye Mo was also stunned when he heard this. He glanced at Huangfu Yan, smiled bitterly in his heart, and said secretly: "It seems that the sword I took in Beiming was not in vain. It turned out to be a great Dao magic weapon. Not to mention back then, it can't be blocked even now."

"Why didn't the strongest people of Kunpeng Divine Sect take it away? Instead, let these quasi-kings collect it?"

Ye Mo asked curiously.

"For them, the total value of the outer periphery of the Divine Treasure is very high, but there are so many natural treasures, and the value is not that great if they are scattered. Who are they? Why would they search bit by bit like us? What they really care about is the three treasure houses in the core of the Divine Treasure, the Ten Thousand Dharmas Library, the Divine Weapons Library, and the Pills Library. The things in them are the treasures of immeasurable value. Each one should not be missed, unlike this Human Emperor Bell and several great Dao magic weapons, which have more symbolic meanings."

Ji Shengxiang's experience and knowledge are terrifying, and he even knows something about the core of the Divine Treasure.

Ye Mo's eyes flashed, and he said in a deep voice: "Then we must not let this place go. I'm afraid we can't even drink the soup from the things inside."

There is one more thing he didn't say. He wants to use the magic weapons here to comprehend the great principles and create the other three sword formations of the Five Elements Immortal Slaying Sword Formation. When the other three sword formations are created, the Five Elements Immortal Slaying Sword Formation will be truly worthy of its name. The five sword formations will be combined into one to slay gods and burn immortals.