King of the Fairy City

Guo Qifeng felt heartache as he looked at the middle-grade spiritual stone whose light gradually dimmed in the spiritual stone hole.

After a moment, the dragon's head suddenly trembled, and under everyone's eyes, it seemed to be alive. Then, four golden light groups suddenly burst out from the bottom of the dragon warship. The light groups twisted and deformed, and finally formed four... A golden claw.

The dragon's claws swung, and pushed by a huge force, the entire dragon-type warship suddenly jumped forward, leaped out of the sea, and flew hundreds of feet away before slowly landing.

After falling for only a few breaths, the dragon's claws grabbed back together again, and the warship jumped up again. At an extremely fast speed, it quickly advanced on the sea.

Duan Chengde looked forward, already hating Ye Mo to the extreme deep in his heart.

The Wind Array was the trump card of the flagship warship he was riding on. Every time it was activated, a large amount of mid-grade spiritual stones would be consumed.

Duan Chengde would never activate this second-level magic circle unless necessary.

After all, this second-level magic circle is just a pseudo-second-level magic circle. Duan Chengde spent a lot of money to invite three formation mages and worked together to imprint this pseudo-second-level magic circle on his flagship.

The reason why it is called a pseudo-second-order magic circle is because the efficiency of this magic circle is almost the same as that of the second-order magic circle, but it has a limit on the number of activations, and each time the magic circle is activated, it can only be maintained at a fixed level. time.

If he didn't hate Ye Mo deeply, Duan Chengde, who has always been greedy for money, would definitely not be willing to activate this magic circle.

In the cold and dark seabed, Ye Mo drove the boat-shaped magic weapon to sneak quickly.

In order to maintain the high speed of the boat-shaped magic weapon, a full third of the magic power in Ye Mo's body has been consumed.

Along the way, he always maintained a high degree of vigilance to observe whether Duan Chengde's warship appeared, and subconsciously adjusted the course on the seabed, trying to confuse the other party.

Although Duan Chengde's warship has not appeared for a long time, he did not dare to relax at all, and the uneasiness in his heart became stronger and stronger.

Ye Mo believed in his intuition about danger, and because of this, he was able to avoid many crises.

"The sailing speed of the Jiao-type warship should not be as fast as the ship-type magic weapon that I use my full strength to move. Moreover, I have been circling the bottom of the sea for such a long time, so I should not be overtaken."

Ye Mo comforted himself secretly, hoping to relax his tense nerves a little.

However, the more this happened, the more uneasy Ye Mo felt in his heart.

"No, last time my whereabouts were so hidden, he actually tracked me. That day on the neutral island, Guo Qifeng used a strange method to track me to Chengjing Mountain! Could this person be the same as those evil spirits who tracked me back then? Just like cultivation, is there any special magic weapon or technique that can lock my location?"

Ye Mo couldn't help but feel worried when he thought of this.

The more he thought about it, the more it made sense. Some of the auxiliary spells and magic weapons commonly used by monks in the foundation building stage might have this effect. When he was on the warship before, he should have inquired about how the other party tracked him.

At that time, Duan Chengde and Guo Qifeng thought that he had no chance of winning. They were so arrogant that they might actually tell him in front of him.

Ye Mo estimated that someone who could clearly grasp his whereabouts at such a long range must be a tracking magic weapon.

Ye Mo also knew some auxiliary tracking spells, but none of them had such a heaven-defying effect.

Since it was just a magic weapon, he could just have held Duan Chengde hostage and forced Guo Qifeng to hand it over.

Ye Mo immediately blamed himself.

During this period of time, his cultivation path was smooth sailing, and he did not encounter any major difficulties, which also caused him to be a little careless.

It was precisely because of this mentality that Ye Mo fell into danger again and again. If Duan Chengde's warship caught up with him again and tried to escape, it would be even more difficult.

Ye Mo secretly sighed, if the opponent has a tracking magic weapon, then circling around the seabed will have no effect. It is better to rely on the speed of the boat-shaped magic weapon to spread the distance far away and return to the blood sea battle zone in advance.

After thinking about this, Ye Mo recalibrated the course and once again poured all his mana into the boat, trying to distance himself from Duan Chengde.

However, after just half an hour passed, Ye Mo's expression changed again.

"How is it possible? How is it possible for a warship to have such a fast speed?"

Ye Mo was shocked and increased the intensity of the mana sent to the ship's hull.

The hull shook slightly, and there were crisp crackling sounds from the walls of the ship.

Ye Mo's heart sank, knowing that the intensity of the magic power that this magic weapon could withstand had reached its limit. If it continued to maintain this intensity, it would not take long before it would fall apart.

"I can't control it, so I can only use the flying sword to escape."

Ye Mo gritted his teeth, put away the boat-shaped magic weapon, pinched the magic weapon with both hands, and used the Ding Lei Flying Sword.

"disease"

Ye Mo roared, and the Lightning Flying Sword flashed continuously and swept out of the sea, trailing a long arc of electricity at the end. The speed was so fast that it was jaw-dropping.

Flying swords are much faster than sea ships, but they consume a lot of mana and are not suitable for long-distance travel.

"Comparing speed with me?"

Duan Chengde, who was following behind, sneered, took out the gourd-shaped magic weapon from before, jumped up, and sprayed out colorful flames from the end, following him like a shooting star.

The brightly-dressed golden-armored immortal guards on the deck uniformly launched golden flying swords with the same appearance. All of them were low-level magic weapons, no more, no less, a total of twenty.

These golden-armored immortal guards not only practice all metal-based techniques, but even the flying swords they use are exactly the same.

The moment Duan Chengde flew off the deck, these golden armored immortal guards suddenly let out a loud roar and flew off the deck, following closely behind Duan Chengde.

"With the help of these twenty immortal guards, the Lord of the City will surely return in triumph."

Guo Qifeng, who was ordered to stay behind, murmured to himself.

In the clear sky, Duan Chengde led dozens of golden armored immortal guards, following closely behind Ye Mo.

The speed of the Golden Armored Immortal Guard was not very fast, and he was soon pulled away by Ye Mo and Duan Cheng.

As for Ye Mo, who was always known for his speed, he was slowly pulled closer by Duan Chengde from behind.

Seeing that the opponent's speed was no less than his own, and that there was a faint possibility of overtaking him, Ye Mo's face darkened again.

Although flying with the sword consumes a lot of mana, the speed is far faster than any other vehicle. He made the plan to fly with the sword in the hope of being able to distance himself from Duan Chengde as quickly as possible. It would be best to escape from Duan Chengde's hands and track the magic weapon. The range that can be explored.

However, things developed far beyond his expectation. The purple gourd weapon the opponent was riding was actually faster than him.

It only took an hour or two for him to be caught up by Duan Chengde.

The golden armored immortal guards behind the two were still a long way away from them. Ye Mo had a short time to capture Duan Chengde.

Ye Mo's heart skipped a beat, and he stopped, preparing to deal with Duan Chengde.

While Ye Mo paused, Duan Chengde also had a stern look on his face. He quickly jumped up from the gourd on his crotch, and with a series of spells, four or five layers of mana shields were laid out all over his body.

Ye Mo sighed secretly. It seemed that this guy was not stupid. He knew that his ability in close combat was far superior to that of ordinary monks, so he had already made sufficient preparations in advance.

"It seems that we can only compete with each other on magic weapons and spells, and we can't delay. If we let the golden-armored immortal guards at the rear follow up and set up a battle formation, I will be in trouble."

Ye Mo gritted his teeth fiercely, clasped his fingers, and used the Spirit Wind Flying Sword directly.

"Wind and Thunder Sword Formation"

Ye Mo stood solemnly, mana surged out from his body, poured into the two flying swords Ding Lei and Ling Feng, and directly used the "Wind and Thunder Sword Formation" to prepare to kill Duan Chengde as quickly as possible.

One purple and one green, two beams of light as thick as a baby's arms hit the Ding Lei Flying Sword and the Spirit Wind Flying Sword.

The blades of the two flying swords trembled violently, making a buzzing sound.

"combine"

Ye Mo roared, and opened and closed his hands, shooting out a two-color light pillar of intertwined blue and purple.

When the two flying swords collided together, the wind rose sharply and the lightning sparkled. The Wind and Thunder Sword Formation was successfully launched, and a giant tornado with flashes of electric light swept out and headed straight for Duan Chengde.

During the entire process of Ye Mo's spell casting, Duan Chengde never looked at him directly.

His body flew around, his hands formed into palms, and he circled around the three-foot-long purple gold gourd and slapped it repeatedly.

With every slap, a dazzling fire burst out from the Purple Gold Gourd.

"Purple Gold Fire Dragon"

At the moment when the giant tornado hit, Duan Chengde slapped the bottom of the purple gourd with his palm.

With one shot, a long fire cloud erupted from the gourd's mouth. Every time the fire cloud advanced, its shape would change. At the moment when the thunder and lightning tornado swept through, it finally condensed into a giant fire cloud that was dozens of feet long. Fire dragon.

After the fire dragon raised its head and let out a deafening dragon roar, it rushed directly into the thunder and lightning tornado, entangling and biting the entire tornado, as if two real creatures were fighting.

"The wind and thunder sword formation that held me back"

Ye Mo's face changed slightly. His wind and thunder sword formation had doubled in power compared to the last time he met Bai Chuanjun. Unexpectedly, he still couldn't stop Duan Chengde's Fire Dragon Technique.

In the air, arcs of electricity shot out, wild winds danced wildly, and flames spread out in all directions.

The three forces collided together, and the collision produced violent airflow.

The faces of both of them were equally ugly. Duan Chengde's Purple Gold Fire Dragon Technique had no achievements.

The Wind and Thunder Sword Formation that Ye Mo was proud of was also destroyed by the opponent, but Duan Chengde's body was not even touched.

However, Duan Chengde used this technique to successfully delay Ye Mo.

With a "clang" sound, the Ding Lei Flying Sword and the Spirit Wind Flying Sword were shot back, and were caught by Ye Mo.

"It seems that I still underestimated you. I originally thought you were just an opportunistic villain, but I didn't expect that the art of sword control is so powerful."

Duan Chengde looked solemn, "Brother Ye, do you and I have to fight to the death? Hand over half of the demon dolphin runes and I will let you go."

Ye Mo remained silent and his consciousness spread.

He had already noticed that on the sea surface more than ten miles away behind him, an extremely long white thin line was rolling over like a rainbow. This is a storm on the East China Sea. It is not a big storm, but it is not weak either. For foundation-building monks, this kind of storm is also quite dangerous.

"It turned out to be a storm surge, God help me"

Ye Mo smiled, "I've never seen any demon dolphins, so how can I give you half of it?" He suddenly shot towards the storm.

"Hurry up"

Duan Chengde was in a hurry and chased him desperately.

"kill"

Seeing that Ye Mo was about to rush into the storm, a thousand feet away from behind, twenty golden-armored guards came and roared in unison. Everyone raised their hands and pointed in unison, and twenty golden flying swords flew with a buzzing sound.

Under the command of these golden-armored immortal guards, the golden light surged and merged into one, turning into a golden giant sword several feet long. The golden giant sword dragged its long tail flames and headed straight towards Ye Mo.

"The mana of these mid-stage foundation-building cultivators has actually merged under the effect of the battle formation, exerting a power close to that of a golden elixir cultivator."

Ye Mo was shocked and flew back, casually summoning a khaki round shield to the back, and cast dozens of body-protecting spells in succession.

Even so, Ye Mo still quietly sacrificed the ancient painting scroll, and with a flash of golden light, the scroll was placed against his chest.

"Boom"

The golden giant sword slashed angrily, and the khaki round shield instantly fell apart, and the magic shield shattered like paper.

"City Lord Duan, it seems you can't catch up."

Ye Mo laughed, and a golden light suddenly flashed across his chest, and his whole body flew backwards, swallowed by the storm tide that swept over, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.