King of the Fairy City

Ahai rushed out of the village with hundreds of natives and ran to the seaside.

Those small boats have also docked, and dozens of vicious Rakshasa pirates have jumped ashore. Each of them was holding a sharp spiritual sword, and they obviously didn't care much about the hundreds of natives who were rushing towards them.

"There are a lot of natives on this island. It seems that they are a small tribe. The native slaves can make a small fortune. Please obediently offer fifty native slaves, fifty native women, and all the wealth of your tribe." Otherwise, I will destroy your tribe and leave no one behind."

A Rakshasa pirate leader looked around the island, laughed arrogantly, and shouted sharply at the natives of Ahai.

"Don't even think about it"

Ah Hai roared, with veins popping out in his arms, holding a rusty iron fork tightly, and said to the natives, "There are only a few dozen pirates in this group. We natives are born with supernatural powers, and we are all the bravest." Lux kill

"kill"

The natives suppressed the fear in their hearts, raised their weapons one after another, and rushed towards the Rakshasa pirates. Although they have not practiced martial arts, their innate supernatural power allows them to move extremely fast and violently, and can defeat fierce tigers.

"Hey, you ignorant ants, since they want to die, then let me kill you all, old and young, and leave the female slaves behind."

The pirate leader's eyes flashed coldly, he waved his spiritual sword and said coldly.

"kill"

Dozens of pirates roared wildly and rushed towards the natives.

Although this group of Rakshasa pirates is small in number, they are all monks in the Qi training stage. The spiritual swords in their hands spit out sharp light, and cold sword Qi burst out. A series of spells were blasted far away, flying towards the crowd of natives dozens of feet away who had not yet approached.

"blow"

"boom"

"Ah, burn me to death"

Arrows flew randomly, fireballs exploded and burst into flames among the crowd of natives, blood shot out, and the stumps of limbs were horrific. The wind blade whizzed through the crowd, taking away the lives of the natives one after another. The ice is biting to the bone, and those caught instantly turn into ice sculptures.

Although the natives on this island are born with supernatural powers, they are too weak compared to the spells of these monks in the Qi training period. Their strength can only be compared with the high-level warriors of the Kyushu Human Race, and is not at the same level as this group of pirates.

On the island, the Rakshasa pirates massacred the natives one-sidedly

More than ten miles away in the sky, Ye Mo and Ah Shui were watching this small native island. Because the distance was still far, although the general outline of the native villages on the island could be seen, and many natives were walking around vaguely, many details could not be seen clearly.

Suddenly, Ye Mo's expression changed.

Bursts of magic light erupted on the island, as if they were fighting. It seems that the immortal cultivators massacred the natives on the island.

But ordinary immortal cultivators would not kill natives for no reason. After all, they were also one of the branches of the human race. It was also one of the forces that fought with the immortal cultivators against the demon tribe in the East China Sea.

Unless it is. Only pirates would rob the natives and sell them.

"Could it be that that ship is a Rakshasa pirate? No, let's go and have a look."

When Ye Mo thought of this possibility, his face suddenly turned cold and he shouted coldly.

"What"

Ah Shui's expression changed drastically when he heard this. She knew very well how ferocious the Rakshasa pirates were.

In an instant, the two of them turned into two bursts of sword light and flew towards the island at an extremely fast speed.

As they got closer and closer, the sight they saw was shocking to both of them.

In just a short while, the corpses of the natives on the island were scattered all over the place, and their blood flowed like a sea. Almost all the people who died were natives of the island, and the pirates had almost no casualties.

The remaining hundreds of dark-skinned natives had been beaten to the point of losing their fighting ability. The cruel facts broke their illusions of dying and gave up resistance. The pirates drove them into a group and killed them wantonly.

"Owner"

Ah Shui trembled with shock and anger, her face changed color, tears welled up in her clear eyes, and there was uncontrollable grief, anger and hatred in her heart.

And those who were killed were all Donghai natives.

She is a descendant of the native slaves of the East China Sea, and half of her blood comes from the natives. Although she was born to a noble from Kyushu and a female native slave, she was raised by natives from childhood to adulthood. To her, the natives are all her relatives

And now her relatives are being slaughtered by pirates, just like flesh being chopped off her body, which is heartbreaking.

But without Ye Mo's order, she couldn't take action even if she had overwhelming hatred.

"Kill no one alive"

Ye Mo's tone was extremely cold.

Not only for Ah Shui, he was also filled with anger.

Although the natives of Donghai have no status at all, they cannot be killed like ants.

With Ye Mo's consent, Ah Shui immediately fired out several sword techniques with both hands, and the powerful flying sword surged in glory and rushed towards the Rakshasa pirates on the island.

Poof

Before several Rakshasa pirates could react, their lives were already taken away by flying swords.

"Who is it? Foundation-building monk? No - you two seniors, we have not offended our seniors, why do you want to kill us?"

The pirate leader raised his head and looked towards the sky. He saw the figures of the two monks, who were immediately horrified and fell to their knees. They were extremely desperate, deeply frightened, and begging for their lives.

The monks in the foundation building stage are the dream of all the monks in the Qi training stage.

A small watershed in the world of immortality.

It can be said that all the monks in the Qi training period have just begun to cultivate the soul, but their lifespan has not changed, and they are still the same as ordinary people's lifespan of a hundred years.

But after breaking through and entering the foundation building stage, they are considered true immortal cultivators. They have two hundred years of life, can fly with swords, and go to heaven and earth.

When a monk in the Qi training stage encounters a foundation-building monk, there is no way to escape and a dead end.

The flying swords falling from the sky were not something they could resist.

Ah Shui bit his red lips and didn't say anything at all, nor did he intend to let any of the Rakshasa pirates here go.

"Pfft"

Another head flew high, and the face still retained the fear of the pirate before his death, with all kinds of indescribable horror.

bloody, cruel

Ye Mo knew very well that Ah Shui's heart was surrounded by hatred and fell into true madness, and massacre was the best way for her to vent her resentment.

He did not stop them, nor did he take action to kill these little pirates.

It is enough for Ah Shui to deal with this small group of Rakshasa pirates who are in the Qi training period by himself.

This was just the beginning, her killing was far from over. The sword light flew quickly and penetrated the chests of those Rakshasa pirates who did not react. The sixth, the eighth...the killing speed was even faster than the Rakshasa pirates killing the natives.

All the pirates were so stunned that they even forgot to escape.

The surviving natives were stunned. They had never seen this kind of flying sword killing method, killing people hundreds of feet away. And the ones they massacred were the Rakshasa pirates who frightened them.

The smell of death permeated the island, and the smell of blood covered up the salty sea breeze, making people feel sick to their stomachs.

"escape"

"Escape quickly"

The Rakshasa pirates finally woke up, looked frightened, turned around and fled towards the boat on the beach.

However, under the massacre by the flying swords of the foundation-building monks, where can they escape? Those Rakshasa pirates who tried to escape could only run a few hundred steps before being shot through by flying swords.

The last pirate leader fell down on the beach with his eyes wide open and full of unwillingness.

Ah Shui finally stopped killing and pulled out the flying sword from the pirate leader's body.

Ye Mofei landed on the island.

Ah Shui finally regained her senses and controlled her emotions. Seeing the corpses of pirates everywhere, she couldn't help but feel confused. She has never been so reckless in killing people.

She knelt down on one knee and said, "Master, I'm sorry Ah Shui was so excited just now." A crystal tear fell from the corner of her eye.

Ye Mo gently lifted her up, his eyes showed soft light, and said: "Girl, I know." He knew very well that although Ah Shuihua was not calm and calm, he was cold on the outside and hot on the inside.

A Hai brought the other living natives to Ye Mo and knelt down on the ground, saying with great respect: "Thank you two immortals for saving our native tribe."

All the natives who were still alive bowed down one after another, showing great awe and respect.

The immortals in the East China Sea Immortal Realm, who are so high in the sky and flying to the earth, are actually willing to help them in times of crisis. This is definitely a great honor for their small native tribe.

"Everyone, get up and clean up the corpses."

Ye Mo waved one hand, and a force lifted all the kneeling natives up.

The natives stood up involuntarily, feeling frightened and shocked, and even more awe-struck by this magical power.

Although the native tribe on the island was saved, the sadness did not dissipate.

The whole village was filled with an atmosphere of sadness. Hundreds of their tribesmen died, all sacrificing themselves to protect their tribe.

Tribal wizards used ancient rituals to see off these sacrificed natives. The women and children could only cry. Among the dead were their men, their fathers.

The corpses of all the dead natives were piled together, piled with firewood from the island, and set on fire.

Finally, the ashes left by all the burned corpses were put on rafts by the natives, and the rafts were rowed to the distant sea. The ashes of the dead natives were thrown into the sea and buried in the sea.

All the natives bid farewell to their dead clansmen.

Ye Mo has been watching silently.

He could understand the mood of these natives. His father also died on the battlefield fighting for the Wu Kingdom. Although he was still very young at that time, he already understood what sadness was.

"Dear Immortal, thank you both for saving the old man from Turen Village. I have no property, so I can only kowtow to express my gratitude."

The old wizard thanked Ye Mo respectfully.

Ye Mo nodded and said calmly: "Old wizard, please get up. We are looking for some islands that disappeared in ancient times in this area. We happened to encounter you in trouble, so we took action. This is a small matter, no need to be polite."

"An ancient lost island?"

The old wizard was startled, thought for a moment, stood up and said, "Two immortal masters, please come with me. Although our tribe has no treasures, there are some ancient records that may be useful to the two immortal masters."

Ye Mo and Ah Shui looked at each other, both confused, and followed him.

The old wizard took the two of them to a sacrificial cave on the back of the island.

Soon, they entered a cave that was several feet wide and hundreds of feet deep.

This cave is very simple and is a sacred place for the Tu tribe to worship. Only old wizards can enter, and other tribesmen are not allowed to enter.

"Two immortal masters, please take a look at these murals. There are many murals from ancient times. They were all carved by our native wizards of the past thousands of years ago. One of them is a map of the distribution of islands in the surrounding sea area of ​​​​thousands of miles. There are also some ancient murals. "Legends of Immortals"

The old wizard pointed to the rocks on the cave wall and the large number of carved ancient pictures while explaining.

Ye Mo looked at the murals carefully and was greatly surprised.

This ancient island map actually outlines dozens of islands. One of them is the small island where the native slaves now live. With this small island as the coordinates, the location of other islands can be more accurately inferred.

"Where have the other islands gone? I have searched thousands of miles around, why is your small island the only one left?"

Ye Mo's eyes lit up and he asked the old wizard.

"According to the ancient legend of our tribe, there used to be a fairy island here, with countless magnificent fairy palaces and fairies on the island. Countless years ago, the fairies and the demons here had a world-shaking battle in this sea area. The battle affected the surrounding thousands of miles of sea area, many islands collapsed, and the entire sea area was like purgatory. Our native tribe had to flee this sea area to avoid the disaster."

The old wizard sighed.

"According to the records of the old wizards in our tribe, the last big battle lasted for three years. The red clouds rose, and the earth-shaking noises almost never stopped. After the war ended and calmed down, our natives slowly migrated back here, but those large islands and the fairy palaces that stretched for hundreds of miles disappeared completely."

"Really disappeared?"

Ye Mo was stunned.

This was undoubtedly a bolt from the blue. He didn't expect that after finally confirming the exact address of the Purple Sword Fairy Palace, it would be completely disappeared. Could it be that he really had no chance to be with this legendary ancient fairy palace?