King of the Fairy City

After listening to Liu Chengxu's report, Ye Mo frowned slightly, lowered his head and thought without saying a word.

His original intention was just to find the traces of the demon beasts. Finding a ghost cultivator, or a ghost cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage, must be said to be an accident among accidents.

Since he had already met him, Ye Mo had no reason to pretend not to know.

He knew very well that the ghost clan had always wanted to come out of the underworld and had never given up contacting the outside world. They were so yearning for the outside world, and there was definitely a reason.

Among the many rumors about the ghost clan, there were many pessimistic rumors, saying that the ghost clan would bring the underworld to the nine states and four seas, and even the North Sea, the South Demon, and the demon world, turning all the visible territories into the underworld.

For such alarmist and unfounded speculation, Ye Mo has always sneered and never thought about believing anything.

However, nothing can be groundless. There must be someone or a force behind it who wants to do something.

Ye Mo didn't believe that the ghosts could turn the Nine Provinces and Four Seas, or even the North Sea and the South Demon, into the underworld, but since there was such a rumor circulating, it was enough to show that the ghosts might have a special purpose, or at least a big ambition.

According to the vague records about the underworld in ancient books, the territory of the underworld is not inferior to the Nine Provinces and Four Seas, and even the North Sea and the South Demon must be added to rival the underworld, which shows how vast the underworld is.

Such a large territory means that there are no shortage of natural treasures. Why do these ghosts still try their best to break the seal and descend into this world?

This is the Demon Realm Abyss. Ye Mo doesn't understand why these ghosts appear here. You know, the cultivation of the abyss beasts has reached the terrifying fifteenth level. The thirteenth and fourteenth level magic beasts are not as good as the abyss beasts, but they are not so rare. Aren't these ghosts afraid of falling here?

The most important thing is that this is the Demon Realm Abyss. The demonic energy fills the entire abyss, and the natural treasures are not suitable for the ghosts. What can attract ghosts?

"Grandmaster, should we withdraw from the abyss first to avoid suffering from an unexpected disaster? Discovering the ghost cultivator here is already a great achievement. It doesn't matter whether we hunt the monster or not." Jin Xu suppressed his excitement and asked calmly.

Jin Xu was undoubtedly the most excited to discover the existence of the ghost cultivator. With enough merit, his group of people no longer had to fight desperately. They just had to withdraw from the abyss and report the situation here.

The status was saved, and the first thing to do was to deal with "Miao Qi" and these brothers and sisters. How could he forget the humiliation that Jin Xu had endured.

Ye Mo glanced at Jin Xu from the corner of his eyes and sneered in his heart. He could guess Jin Xu's little tricks, but he didn't expose them.

"I put the big things first, but Jin Xu thought I was afraid. It seems that this person's revenge is not dead. Since he wants to die so much, he doesn't need to return to the Shiba Sect. Just bury his bones here."

Shaking his head secretly in his heart, Ye Mo sentenced Jin Xu to death again.

He thought he could control Jin Xu, but he couldn't. This person's revenge was too strong, and it was difficult to control him without sinister means. Once he returned to Shiba Sect, Ye Mo would be greeted by unpredictable consequences. Ye Mo naturally couldn't let Jin Xu go.

"You want to go back to the sect? What did you say to the sect leaders? Found a ghost cultivator? What kind of discovery is this? The leaders may not care about finding a ghost cultivator in Shiba City. What's so strange about it appearing in the Demon Realm Abyss?"

"This ancestor has his own considerations, so you don't need to worry about it. All wait here. I will go and explore and see what this ghost cultivator wants."

Ye Mo rolled his eyes and asked back in a bad mood, making Jin Xu's face red, and he didn't dare to refute a word.

Then, Ye Mo ordered these Jindan demon cultivators to wait here.

The ghost cultivators were too high in cultivation, so it was easy for them to find these Jindan disciples, so it was naturally difficult to take them over. He didn't even use his magic power, and tried to restrain himself, and ran towards the continuous mountains.

"He's just a ghost cultivator, but he's so cautious. He ran over like a mortal. He really lost face for my Shiba Sect."

Watching Ye Mo's figure gradually disappear in the demonic energy, Jin Xu couldn't help but curse in a low voice.

He's not stupid. From Ye Mo's scolding just now, he knew that his little thoughts had been guessed by Ye Mo, so he stopped hiding it.

"Compared to your cousin Jin Po Lei, you're just a pus."

Such a mean person's behavior, in the eyes of other Jindan disciples, made them even more disdainful of Jin Xu. Liu Chengxu shook his head and said with contempt.

Jin Xu's face instantly turned ferocious, and he stared at Liu Chengxu with a fierce look: "What did you say?"

"It's just a ghost cultivator, but he's a late-stage Yuanying ghost cultivator. One finger can crush you to death ten thousand times. What's wrong with Patriarch Mu Qi being so cautious?"

"Have you seen the methods of ghost cultivators? Do you know what methods ghost cultivators have? You don't know, and Patriarch Mu Qi doesn't know even more. Being so cautious is just to be on the safe side. If the Patriarch is as cowardly as you, we would have died many days ago."

A female disciple dressed in a charming and charming way couldn't help but speak at this moment, sneering at Jin Xu.

"You can't even pretend to be a grandson, and you can't pretend for long. You are the only one who is so cowardly."

A usually taciturn Jindan disciple sneered and said, and Jin Xu was so angry that he wanted to take a knife to cut the group of people in front of him.

At this point, it was only half a day, and Jin Xu's true colors were exposed again. He was excluded by the other nine people and was crazy with hatred, but he had no way to deal with it.

Like a mortal, he climbed over a dozen mountains with his legs. Ye Mo finally came to the mountain that the disciples of the Golden Core Demon Cultivator mentioned. This mountain has strange peaks and jagged rocks. Ye Mo can do it very well. Hidden in it.

After climbing over this mountain, there is a rather vast plain swamp. The swamp is green and full of miasma, floating in the air.

The strange thing is that there are many unknown skinny spiritual trees growing on this swamp. The branches are covered with gray-blue wooden leaves, which rustle automatically in the absence of wind.

Under this strange forest of spiritual trees, hundreds of skeleton monsters and zombies stood quietly, and there were even a few hazy and evil black shadows among them. Their shapes were constantly changing, the black mist filled the air, and there was a ghostly atmosphere.

What shocked Ye Mo was that none of these ghosts were lower than the tenth level. Most of them were tenth level skeleton monsters and zombies, and a small number were eleventh level.

Among these ghosts, Ye Mo found a figure in black robes. His whole body was covered by a wide robe, and his face and cuffs were filled with ghostly aura. He couldn't tell what kind of ghost cultivator he was, but it was certain that his cultivation reached level 12. , which is the tyrannical state of the late Nascent Soul.

At this moment, Ye Mo quietly ran the "Zuo Forget Sutra", condensing his breath to the extreme. His whole body was as motionless as a rock, quietly watching the many ghosts below.

Not long after, many ghosts started to move.

I saw the group of skeleton monsters and zombies suddenly dispersed and surrounded the entire swamp. Their eyes flashed with various colors of light, and a cold aura rose up, filling the entire swamp and several surrounding mountains.

"Gu Ling, how are the other ghost masters doing?"

Amid the ghostly aura, the figure in black robe asked with a low and hoarse voice, a cold tone and no emotion.

Among the several black shadows behind the black-robed figure, a middle-aged man with a very ordinary appearance walked out. His eyes were dark and deep, like a pool of thick ink. He said indifferently: "Application to the ghost master, other ghost masters have already started." The corpse refining and one hundred thousand ghost army must be completed within half a month, and time is running out. "

"In addition, a secret order came from the upper levels. As our plan is unfolding, ghost saints will come to help us achieve our plan."

The ghost cultivator, whose figure was completely hidden under the black robe, pondered slightly, and then said: "I only have three thousand ghost troops here. Half a month is enough to build them. The ghost saints of our clan will come? How many of them are there?"

"About ten." Gu Ling replied.

The black-robed ghost cultivator said dissatisfied: "Too few, and he is not the top ghost saint. This Southern Demon Continent is the last stronghold before those people retreat. There are too many hidden secrets. The monsters in this Demonic Abyss are extremely ferocious. Ten ghost saints are not enough, let alone the fourteen major sects."

"Ghost Lord, please calm down. Our clan has been sealed in the underworld for more than 90,000 years. There are not many ghost clans that truly come from the underworld. Most of them are ghost clans from the Netherworld Continent. Their power is naturally weaker. There is no way around it."

Feeling the dissatisfaction in the tone of the Ghost Master of Fengyuan, Gu Ling's expression remained unchanged and his voice was calm and unruffled.

The Ghost Lord of Fengyuan sneered and said no more. He cast his gaze towards the huge green swamp and said to himself: "A hundred thousand ghost armies were born to set up my clan's Ghost Realm Array. If you don't believe me, you won't come out and hide close to me." After a hundred thousand years, it’s time to break this lie.”

"rise"

The Ghost Lord of Fengyuan shouted loudly, and the ghost energy around him surged, and the endless ghost energy spewed out of the air, covering the entire swamp.

The hands of the Ghost Master of Feng Yuan intertwined together and created a series of spells. A pair of ghostly eyes were filled with dark light and momentum. The terrifying aura filled the area for dozens of miles, and the situation changed color.

After the spell was completed, the hands of the Sealed Yuan Ghost Master suddenly entered the swamp at his feet. At this moment, Ye Mo felt that the mountains dozens of miles around were shaking slightly.

After sealing the Yuan Ghost Lord's hands into the swamp, bursts of bubbles rose sharply everywhere in the green and strange swamp. The bubbles exploded and green smoke rushed out, accompanied by the faint sound of ghost cries, which was deafening.

Immediately afterwards, the green water and mud in the swamp continued to flow away, and endless bones and corpses could be vaguely seen pouring out and being washed aside.

After a moment, thousands of water-based cages slowly rose up. Although they were water-based cages, their defensive strength was comparable to that of earth-based cages. They were yellow in color, dark in color, and emitted a strong and unpleasant odor.

In the translucent water-based cage, there are monsters of ten levels and above, including wildebeests, ferocious crocodiles, poisonous scorpions, giant pythons, etc. There are many and complex types, countless, all trapped in the water-based cage.

These monsters roared and collided with the cage, casting powerful magic spells in an attempt to break through the cage, but to no avail. The spells were canceled, and the huge force of the collision was slightly shaken by the water-based cage, and then was quickly removed.

Ye Mo looked at this scene and couldn't help but feel waves in his heart. He could see how powerful these monsters were. They were all surrounded and unable to move.

"From today on, you are no longer ignorant monsters, but a member of my army of ghosts. Why bother struggling? Life for you is only ignorance and pain, and only death is eternity."

The Ghost Lord of Feng Yuan sneered in a low voice, waved his hand, and a small finger bone appeared in front of him. Judging from its shape, it turned out to be a human finger bone, crystal clear and as white as jade.

"The Great Method of Refining Corpses"

With a deep cry, the Feng Yuan Ghost Master pointed his finger at the crystal white finger bones. The finger bones suddenly buzzed and trembled, and majestic corpse aura spurted out. He rushed forward crazily, threw himself into the water system cage, and threw three thousand people into the water system cage. The Nascent Soul is devoured by monsters.