King of the Fairy City

The manifesto is a style of writing that has been popular since ancient times. It is used to recruit, announce court notices, or denounce and expose crimes. After a long period of development, it has also been used to start a war, establish a reputation before the war, and slander the target. For example, some secular countries are extremely corrupt and the princes rise up. These forces usually issue manifestos, take the righteousness as their own, slander the master country, and arouse public anger. Only in this way can they be considered to have a legitimate reason and righteousness.

The same is true for the Kunpeng Divine Sect today.

As a peerless sect and a super power, every move of the Kunpeng Divine Sect affects the nerves of countless creatures in the world. Once this manifesto was issued, it immediately shocked the world.

The creatures in Jiuzhou naturally cheered, praised, and sang for the Kunpeng Divine Sect, while most of the creatures outside Jiuzhou were surprised and felt that the Divine Sect was as thick-skinned as a mountain.

Putting aside Tu Fan, Kunpeng Divine Sect is not a good thing either. They even threw dirty water on the Four Clan Alliance and flattered themselves. Do they think that someone would join them regardless of everything just because of a piece of paper?

However... the fact is that on that day, tens of thousands of mortals broke away from the various Feitian main cities, dragged their families, and went straight to the North Sea Xiuxian Realm, all the way south, and turned to the embrace of Kunpeng Divine Sect.

These people were undoubtedly cursed by countless cultivators and mortals, and their spines were stabbed. They lowered their heads, but still headed south firmly.

Such things have greatly shocked the Four Clan Alliance, especially since most of the demons in the entire East Demon Ancient Realm have moved here and live in the east of Beiming Continent. This situation has greatly shaken their confidence.

They naturally wouldn't believe the bullshit manifesto of Kunpeng Divine Sect, but so many mortals resolutely left, which gave people a sense of lack of control, instability, and insufficiency. Coupled with the catalysis of the manifesto, people couldn't help but feel that the Four Clan Alliance was bloody and dark.

This matter was naturally reported to the top leaders, the three great immortals and Huangfu Yan at the first time.

Huangfu Yan's response was: do everything as usual. Since they want to leave, they will not be forced to stay, nor will they be sent off warmly. It's up to them to choose whether to stay or go.

This decision was opposed by a few people at the beginning, but it was useless to oppose. The three great immortals fully supported it. What else could they do?

With the inaction of the top leaders of the Four Clan Alliance, more and more mortals were shaken and began to migrate one after another. From tens of thousands at the beginning to millions of people later, the number was getting bigger and bigger, and the top leaders of the Four Clan Alliance never expressed anything.

As more and more mortals left, there were also some rumors that were not conducive to the Four Clan Alliance.

The rumor itself has no effect on the cultivators and powerful creatures. After all, the cultivators and the powerful creatures of the three tribes are not ordinary mortals. No matter their wisdom or determination, they are not comparable to mortals.

But those who are a little bit scheming can see that the rumor is not aimed at them, but... those who caused the chaos and were suppressed. This is to cause internal strife and defection, and the intention is not without evil.

Even so, the three great immortals and Huangfu Yan and other high-level officials still frowned.

This is certainly a big gift, and the intention is also very insidious and evil, but it is not like the style of Kunpeng Divine Sect.

Their style is never to cause a little trouble to the opponent. If they don't do things to the extreme and destroy the opponent, at least they have to make the opponent bleed heavily and hurt their vitality. This is their style.

Therefore, although this method is troublesome, it is only a small trouble, not a big deal. The high-level officials of the four tribes speculate that Kunpeng Divine Sect is expected to have a backhand, and the hand is not small, which is extremely harmful.

Daoyan City was the first immortal city to start the highest level of martial law, and it has not been lifted from the beginning to now. It is surprising and confusing, but also somewhat reassuring.

After discussion with the immortal and mortal high-level officials in Daoyan City, such as Chang Fei and Gao Jian, although Ye Mo was in seclusion, it was still running very well, and the whole city was under martial law with all his strength. Chang Fei even used public tools for private purposes once and arranged some guards to various places in Daoyan City to prevent accidents.

After so many years of following Ye Mo and working hard, they naturally grew up. Although Ye Mo is in seclusion now, they can stand out independently and do their own things. For example, this time, they vaguely felt that there seemed to be an undercurrent in the dark night, which could form a terrifying vortex at any time, swallowing everything and sweeping across the eight directions.

In fact, the premonitions of Chang Fei, Gao Jian and others were not wrong. At least, many high-level figures had such a premonition, but they just couldn't think of what kind of means Kunpeng Divine Sect would have, so there was no big move for the time being.

But Gao Jian, Chang Fei and others are different. They are the high-level officials of Daoyan City and are directly responsible to Ye Mo. They are naturally cautious and dare not make mistakes. They would rather be more vigilant than relax their guard.

It has been nearly a month since Kunpeng Divine Sect issued the manifesto. Millions of mortals have left Beiming Continent, and the entire Beiming Continent still seems calm.

That night, the vast Beiming was hidden in the dark night, the blizzard rolled, and the strong wind whistled and shrill, like a ghost crying.

The Feitian main cities located on the snowy plains stood like fairy mountains, blooming with gorgeous misty clouds, a peaceful and peaceful atmosphere.

However, the bright and dazzling magic light could not eliminate the suffocating pressure from the oppression of the dim sky. The black sky that covered the sky was like the arrival of the death tide, exuding an unprecedented gloomy and strange atmosphere.

Under the bright and soft light, the dense streets and alleys are shrouded in darkness, quiet and deserted. Under the blurry and cold darkness, figures flicker and move, Wakasoshimaru jumps, silently, extremely fast, quickly flashing from one end to the other. One head, and then disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Liuyun Feitian's main city, in a dark alley.

In an ordinary, ordinary courtyard, the ancient well, stone mill, pergola, tile-roofed house, etc. constitute the scene of an ordinary courtyard. There is nothing special or strange, and the courtyard is extremely quiet.

At this time, in the front hall, the door was closed tightly, the room was dark, and you couldn't see your fingers, but there were many heavy breathing sounds one after another.

Among these breathing sounds, a faint ray of light flickered on a rough and dark palm. The light was not strong, like a candle swaying in the wind. The hand was covered with hard cocoons, like the big hands of a farmer. The destruction of the superior light is uncertain.

I don’t know how much time had passed before a slightly anxious and panicked voice sounded: “Brother Wu, when will that person come? It’s already the second watch now, is it almost the third watch? There’s no way we can keep waiting like this. What if we are discovered? What to do?”

"Shut up, with this immortal treasure here, those patrolling immortals can't find us."

Another person said with a rough voice that was also somewhat uneasy. As he spoke, the hand holding the jade talisman tightened involuntarily.

"But it's dangerous to wait like this. Although we don't understand the truth, the immortals are not easy to mess with. Even if you don't care about those who left, what difference do we have from traitors? "

Another voice sounded, also very worried, and his teeth were chattering.

"Brother Wu" seemed to hesitate. He was silent for a long time and then said, "Let's wait until the third watch. If the third watch doesn't come, we will go back and hug my mother-in-law to sleep."

"good."

"Yes, just wait until the third watch."

"Damn it, he said he would give us a chance to become immortals, but he hasn't come yet. Maybe he is just making fun of us."

A group of people responded in a flurry of voices.

At this moment, a figure appeared silently in the front hall, and sneered: "I, a great foundation-building monk, will make fun of you mortals?"

"who?"

A group of people jumped up in fright, huddled together and looked at the source of the sound.

There was a soft sound of "pop", and the two candles in the room naturally lit up half of the hall. The light was not too strong, which made a group of men unable to bear it. They immediately narrowed their eyes. It took a long time for the group of people to adapt. .

This group of men wore linen clothes, had dark skin, very strong bodies, and resolute faces, but they looked a bit embarrassed and frightened.

The person who came was a figure wrapped in a black cloak, completely hidden in the darkness. He sat proudly on a bench next to the table, motionless as a mountain, and the aura he exuded unintentionally made a group of farm men break out in cold sweat.

"Since you are here, you should know that this is not just about losing your head. If you are found out, your soul will be thrown away. Let me ask you again, are you really willing to accept the transformation?"

The man in the big cloak said calmly.

"Sir, you also said that these are troubled times. Mortals like us have no chance to ascend. We don't ask for much. We just want to have a power that can protect our wives, children and children."

"Brother Wu" holding the jade talisman said.

"Okay! You are clear-minded, thoughtful, affectionate and righteous, firm-minded, and somewhat talented. If you can cultivate to the golden elixir stage, I guarantee that you will be qualified for ascension." The mysterious man said solemnly.

Then, the mysterious man slapped the storage bag, and something fell to the ground with a muffled "bang" sound. When several men saw it, their burly bodies suddenly trembled. It turned out to be a corpse, and it looked like it was a corpse. It looks like it’s still the corpse of an immortal!

"You are just mere mortals. You should have lived your whole life and returned to earth for hundreds of years, but you have a good chance. My Lord found the ancient forbidden method in the Kunpeng Divine Treasure, which can change your fate and give you and other ant mortals the ability to have spiritual powers." Gen, if you embark on the path to immortality, if you have enough wisdom and opportunities, it is not impossible to ascend to the immortal world one day."

"This is the corpse of a foundation-building immortal soldier. It has three spiritual roots. The spiritual root potential reaches seventy. The earth spiritual root is ten points, the wood spiritual root is twenty points, and the fire spiritual root is forty points. It is very even and counts as one. Little qualified monk, which one of you will come first? I will use my great power to steal his spiritual root and graft it to you."

The mysterious man said.

Several men looked at each other, but no one dared to step forward. After all, this is an extremely mysterious magical power. Who knows what will happen if you are hit by this magical power.

Several people hesitated for a long time, then "Brother Wu" gritted his teeth, stepped forward and said: "Shangxian, let me come first."

The mysterious man didn't say much. He nodded slightly and scolded. He pinched the spells in his hands and penetrated the body of the immortal soldier on the ground one after another. After a while, the immortal soldier suddenly woke up and glanced around in confusion. , then stared at several men in shock, and then looked at the mysterious man, wanting to say something, but nothing came out. Suddenly, the immortal soldiers became more and more frightened.

The mysterious man glanced at the immortal soldier coldly, patted the storage bag, and took out a small bottle, an iron pot, and some strange things.

"I use the supreme method to seize the spiritual roots, change my fate against the will of heaven, and create fairy seedlings again!"

The mysterious man recited a strange incantation, drew a drop of brown liquid from the vial, and dropped it into the mouth of the immortal soldier. Then he kneaded the spell with one hand and pressed it on the forehead of the immortal soldier with the other hand. The cold light in his eyes grew stronger and stronger.

"Uh! Uh--"

The immortal soldier shook his head frantically, his eyes wide open, knowing what was about to happen, but unable to move.

"Soul-stealing technique, quick!"

The mysterious man shouted softly, and the two fingers pressed on the immortal soldier's brows spurted out a blazing glow, followed by a "puff" sound, and a stream of red and white blood spurted out. At the same time, a three-color light like a spirit snake flew out in a translucent posture...