King of the Fairy City

The majestic Scarlet Flame Immortal Lord has a great reputation in the immortal world, and his power shocks the nine heavens and ten places. When the red flame appears, all the immortal Lords of the same level are extremely afraid of him. He is a top-notch existence.

No one expected that during this operation in the lower realm, the Scarlet Flame Immortal Lord would actually become the first immortal to fall into a clone. Moreover, he was still unable to fight back and was easily crushed and killed!

However, this is just the beginning.

Just when the Linghu Lord was killing the Scarlet Flame Immortal Lord, the other four Immortal Lords near Beiming also encountered people from the human race, the spirit race, the demon race, and the ghost race.

The sea area west of Beiming Continent.

The vast sea is covered with vast expanse of blue waves.

On the clear sea, endless black mist emerged for no reason. Each wisp was sinister and sinister, gathering into a monstrous wave that rolled in from the end of the sky.

Then came the howling winds, making sounds like howling ghosts and gods. These winds were so powerful that wherever they passed, the warm and pleasant weather suddenly turned cold, and endless ice and snow condensed out of thin air. , mixed with wisps of black mist blowing down.

The dark wind surged with snow, the ghosts and mist supported the ghosts and gods, and the army of hundreds of millions of fierce ghosts roared and roared, coming with overwhelming power.

On a cloud barrier of mist, a tall and burly figure was wearing a black cloak and a red cloak. He was walking on the cloud barrier with his hands behind his back. On his strong body was a huge and ferocious crocodile head. His eyes were cold and forbidding. Scanning back and forth on the sea, looking for something.

He is the Crocodile God of the Underworld.

The ghost clan came out to search for traces of the Immortal Lord. Five of them fell in the direction of Beiming. After some discussion, the Dark Marsh Crocodile God was pushed out and sent to Beiming to search for the five Immortal Lords.

The reason was that he and Ye Mo knew each other and were highly regarded, and the human race probably didn't know what the meteor shower represented. If he met the human race, he would be able to muddle through and try to get back a few Immortal Lord clones.

To be honest, the Nethermarsh Crocodile God didn't want to take on this task, because in his own opinion, he had nothing to do with Ye Mo anymore, and he didn't want to meet Ye Mo unless necessary.

When he and Ye Mo met again in Kyushu, he let Ye Mo go and threatened that he would never hold back when they saw each other again.

However, Ye Mo grew up too fast, much faster than him. Not long after his visit to the Imperial Palace, Ye Mo broke through to Lianxu and became a Taoist master of the four races. He had to be obedient.

Although he also had a fight with Ye Mo, it was obvious that he was no match for Ye Mo, and he didn't even want to see Ye Mo now.

There were several ghost kings who came with him, but they parted ways long ago. The troops were divided into five groups, trying to snatch back all the clones of the Immortal Lord.

Among the five ghost kings who were sent out, he was the most careless and indifferent one. Until now, he was just wandering aimlessly in this sea area.

However, some things often don't go as planned.

The Crocodile God of the Underworld never looked for it at all, but just fulfilled his responsibilities on the surface. Not long after, he came across an inconspicuous island. There were only a few seabirds resting on the island, and a few others. The amphibious Kraken lay lazily on the beach basking in the sun.

"Go down and search."

The Nethermarsh Crocodile God calmly ordered.

"Follow the command of the Crocodile God."

A peak-level ghost saint responded respectfully, then waved and rushed towards the island with millions of ghosts.

The heavy fog that swept across the sky and the ghostly roar that shook the world made the seabirds scream miserably. They flapped their wings a few times and fainted from the fright. They fell into the lush woods on the island.

The sea monsters also suddenly woke up, trembled uncontrollably, screamed and jumped into the sea, disappearing instantly.

Millions of ghosts were either wailing, roaring, or laughing, and rushed into the island one after another.

At this moment, a bright and holy golden light suddenly erupted in the woods, condensed into countless golden relics and penetrated upwards, and the majestic and vast power of Buddhism and Taoism exploded.

"ah--"

"Is this...the magical power of the Demon Buddha Sect?"

"This golden light is so scary. How can it be so hot? My ghost body..."

Countless ghosts let out shocking screams, and then were pierced through their bodies, extinguishing the fire of their souls, and turned into black smoke and quickly dissipated.

"Huh?"

The Crocodile God of the Underworld was also suddenly shocked. His vertical pupils looked down with cold eyes, and he was filled with shock and uncertainty.

Can you find an immortal just by wandering around?

The golden light of the relics overlapped one another, and almost none of the ghosts who penetrated it survived, and all of them perished.

Then, these relics suddenly exploded, and the golden light suddenly collapsed and compressed, turning into a Buddhist "ten thousand" seal. The golden light that burst out was even more sharp, like a fairy sword, shining brightly and slashing vertically and horizontally.

Under the seal with the word "Wan", there is a huge golden shield, with Buddhist inscriptions flashing on it, and Sanskrit chants sweeping through like a tide, covering a forest.

"Hmph, even a mere ghost dares to offend this Buddha and is seeking death!"

A compassionate and peaceful voice sounded out, full of holy majesty and compassion, but the words were full of chilling meaning.

"Everyone, stand down!"

With a flash of light in the eyes of the Crocodile God of the Underworld, he immediately drove away countless ghosts that were about to pounce, and said in a respectful voice: "May I ask if you are the clone of the Immortal Lord in the Immortal Realm?"

"Who are you……"

"The ghosts in the lower realm cultivate the underworld."

The Nethermarsh Crocodile God replied.

"It turned out to be a ghost clan who came to help me, huh..."

The man in the island's woods had a sullen voice, but in the end he slowly walked out of the woods.

This is a middle-aged monk wearing a golden cassock. He has nothing on his body. His forehead is full, his chin is square, and his ears are large. He looks very blessed. Behind his head, there are colorful wisdom lights. The vision is extremely extraordinary.

At this moment, a rumbling sound suddenly came from the eastern sky. A crystal clear Xuanbing Fairy City, which was carved from hundreds of millions of pounds of ice, was flowing with misty light and dazzling with fierce wind and snow.

"Fairy City Alliance..."

The Dark Swamp Crocodile God had a complicated expression. He didn't want to meet him, but he still met him. This kind of fairy city was obviously the people of the Ice Lotus Palace, and they had a thousand connections with that person.

"Huangfu Ling'er of the Ice Lotus Palace of the Human Fairy City Alliance, welcomes the arrival of the Fairy Lord."

A gentle and soft voice full of seductive magnetism came from afar, like the gurgling of water and the spring breeze.

When the middle-aged monk heard this voice, his eyes lit up and he closed his eyes, as if he was savoring the past, and a smile appeared on his face.

Feitian Main City quickly approached the island, and a figure in white snow-white dress stood on the city wall, with a figure as graceful as a scissors, full of the graceful charm of a mature woman.

"Is it you? Mingzhao? Humph, you go."

Huangfu Ling'er also saw Mingzhao Crocodile God, and did not bother to be polite with him, and immediately started to drive him away.

Mingzhao Crocodile God sighed in his heart, lamenting that he was unlucky. He met not only people from the Immortal City Alliance, but also people from the Ice Lotus Palace. It would be fine if they were people from the Ice Lotus Palace, but also Ye Mo's mother-in-law. Not to mention that they were not as strong as him, even if he had this strength, he would not want to do it.

"Retreat."

Mingzhao Crocodile God did not hesitate and gave the order immediately, without even looking at the Saint Buddha clone. This move even surprised Huangfu Ling'er.

The ghost tribe has a strict hierarchy. Although many of the ghost tribesmen under his command roared unwillingly, no one dared to disobey the order. Countless ghost tribes retreated quickly in the blink of an eye. Within ten breaths, the vast and boundless ghost tribe completely disappeared.

On the small island, the Saint Buddha's clone had a cold look in his eyes, but it was soon covered by a friendly and harmless smile.

"Saint Buddha, please move your respectful carriage to my alliance headquarters."

Huangfu Ling'er smiled respectfully.

"Okay."

The Saint Buddha's clone agreed. He had no choice. The only two forces he had seen so far were the ghost tribe, which had abandoned him and ran away, and the human race's fairy city alliance.

He was a clone, and a clone that was infinitely suppressed and weakened. It was not the right time to show off his power. Otherwise, if he missed it, no force would come to support him. Would he survive on this desolate island? God knows if a few stupid Qinghai monsters would appear and eat him alive if they disagreed.

Things went so smoothly, which was beyond Huangfu Ling'er's expectation. However, before she could be happy, the Holy Buddha came close to her and said something out of the blue: "This female donor, I think you seem to have a connection with my Buddha."

"Connect with Buddha?"

Huangfu Ling'er's pretty face froze with a strange look.

"Yes, you are destined to become an immortal, but you must convert to my Buddha and enter my Buddhist sect."

The Holy Buddha said with a smile.

"Really? I have such a connection with Buddha?"

Huangfu Ling'er's heart sank, but her face was full of surprise, and her beautiful eyes were shining.

"Does this holy Buddha have to lie to you?"

The holy Buddha smiled and shook his head, then his expression changed, and he frowned again, saying: "However, it is not good for you to practice this lower world technique. It is too heavy with the earthly energy. You need to cleanse your six flesh shells and practice the supreme Buddhist Dharma of my Buddhist sect before you can achieve many fruit positions."

"Then...wouldn't it be necessary to waste your efforts and start over?"

Huangfu Ling'er's heart was as calm as an autumn pond, but her face showed hesitation. She wanted to see what tricks this so-called holy Buddha was going to play.

"No, no, no, you don't need to do that."

The Holy Buddha's eyes flashed, and he said: "My Buddhist sect has a supreme skill, named "Pure Lotus Harmony. Joyful Ode". If you practice with this Holy Buddha, this Holy Buddha can transform you. When you ascend to the fairyland one day, your progress will be so fast that it is not enough to describe it. Within 100,000 years, you will be able to achieve the status of Buddha Consort and Bodhisattva. Your cultivation is second only to the fairy king, and your status is equal to that of the fairy king. You will truly live a hundred million years."

"Buddha Consort? Bodhisattva status?"

Huangfu Ling'er was stunned for a moment and then reacted. The smile on her face disappeared instantly, and she was as cold as frost and expressionless.

"How?"

The Holy Buddha's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly felt something was wrong, and secretly said that Meng Lang was reckless.

However, he didn't think there was anything wrong.

In the fairy world, he is a holy Buddha, above billions of living beings. How many beautiful fairies who have attracted the world want to be his Buddha's concubine but cannot. He rarely has the interest to play with this ant, and I don't think she dares to...

"You dead bald donkey, go practice with your mother."

Huangfu Ling'er was very angry, her face was cold, and a burst of cold air blew out of her mouth, instantly freezing the holy Buddha's clone into a lifelike ice block, and then snorted coldly, and the ice block was completely shattered and turned into ice chips on the ground.

At the same time, the other three directions also killed the immortals one by one. All of them were killed without knowing it, and they didn't react until they died. How dare these ants, even more insignificant than ants, how dare... kill the immortals!