Sneaking and escaping in the deep sea of thousands of feet, under the pressure of tens of thousands of people, Ye Mo got a precious opportunity to practice the Tiankui Hegemon Body Technique.
Every time he is exhausted, he will rest in the eternal flow. The true energy and mana in his body becomes more and more pure, flows smoothly, and is gradually improving.
"Whoosh"
Ye Mo's whole body was like a fast fish, relying on controlling the movement of muscles in the body to achieve high speed. This is a training method of Tiankui Ba Tijue.
Under the omnipresent and huge pressure, his body is changing all the time.
Under the skin, the flesh is constantly replacing the old with the new, becoming stronger.
The blood rushes around and transmits energy to all parts of the body to support this rapid change. Even if it is bent inward, it will undergo strange changes under strong pressure.
Now Ye Mo's bones have been completely transformed into white jade, and there is a faint crystal light coming out from above.
On the fifth day after going to sea, Ye Mo suddenly felt some unknown changes in his body. With a thought, he used the Eternal Magical Artifact to protect himself.
Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Ye Mo quickly took out an inch of the cup of snow powder he had taken before and swallowed it. His eyes were slightly closed, and the fourth stage formula of Tiankui Ba Tijue floated in front of Ye Mo's eyes.
"The person with the hegemonic body is the best in the world. He is strong and soft at the same time. The extreme degree of rigidity is softness..."
The power of the medicine suddenly exploded in the body, and the infinite firepower burned the entire body again, and the previous strengthening under the water pressure accelerated rapidly.
Ye Mo's physical body continued to disintegrate, but then recovered again in a short period of time. This was the abnormal state when flesh and blood were destroyed and reborn under the power of ice and snow.
A purple film stuck to Ye Mo's body, and the color continued to deepen.
At the same time, Ye Mo suddenly showed a hint of majesty.
Different from the thunderous coercion that is like the power of heaven in the Nascent Soul stage strongmen, this kind of coercion is more like facing a mountain peak that towers over the sky and is as immovable as a mountain.
The former is spiritually convincing. The latter is simply crushing by absolute strength.
A mysterious aura suddenly appeared in Ye Mo's body, which was mysterious and abnormal, and then suddenly exploded and merged into his flesh and blood.
"Ouch"
The pressure dissipated instantly and lasted for a whole stick of incense. Ye Mo's whole body was already soaked to the skin.
"call"
The severe pain subsided, and Ye Mo opened his eyes with lingering fear.
“Too strong”
After some twists and turns, Ye Mo calculated in his mind that he would probably not be injured under the Nascent Soul stage attack. Such a body is already equivalent to a magical power.
"Try your strength again"
Ye Mo's figure flashed and appeared from the Eternal Current into the deep sea. The huge pressure of the deep sea that he had to deal with before had almost no impact on him at this time, as if it didn't exist.
"It's just you"
He spotted a siren shark in the distance that was leisurely feeding.
Ye Mo was thousands of feet away, and he punched out at will. The dark energy came out of his body, making light ripples in the water, and hit the sea monster shark.
The sea monster shark seemed to be surprised and turned back suddenly.
"Too far away won't work?"
Ye Mo's idea just appeared.
"Bang"
There was a dull sound of collision and a "boom" sound. The monster body of the sea monster shark, which was tens of feet tall, suddenly exploded, and circles of turbid blood spread in all directions.
The rumbling sound gradually spread to the surroundings, and the aftermath of the power was still shaking, shattering some nearby small fish and beasts that had no time to escape into pieces.
Ye Mo opened his mouth wide and looked at the consequences of his punch, feeling shocked.
Not long after, dozens of sea monsters came smelling the smell of blood, but found the terrifying aura remaining in the place and left in a hurry.
"It has at least hundreds of thousands of kilograms of force, so terrifying power."
Tian Kui Ba Body Technique once again surprised Ye Mo, but thinking about the severe pain of the advanced level that almost made people die, Ye Mo didn't want to try it again.
He waved his hand to wave a lone boat, which then turned into a raging wave on the sea, and quickly moved towards the base camp of evil cultivators. After reaching the fourth stage of Tiankui Ba Tijue, the pressure of thousands of feet deep sea had no effect on his cultivation.
.
The base camp of evil cultivators, the city of chaos.
The sand and gravel were picked up by the howling strong wind and slapped against the dark red city wall, making a banging sound. Several monster beasts that were looking for food at the base of the wall were rolled up and hit hard against the city wall, and were beaten.
It shattered into pieces, blood splattered everywhere, and the city wall became even bloodier.
The air was filled with the smell of blood, and the atmosphere of mania, violence, resentment, etc. gathered together and turned into a layer of light gray mist covering the entire city.
A group of evil cultivators emerged from the sandstorm. Several black-robed monks, their joints creaking, were clearly bone cultivators. The ferocious ghosts around them were howling, and their eyes were burning with will-o'-the-wisps.
There are also Gu cultivators in the team, as well as a dwarf with a giant puppet...
All kinds of strange cultivators, who are defined as evil cultivators by the Fairy City Alliance, are not uncommon here. The ghost cultivators entrenched here are extremely powerful.
Ye Mo wore a black robe that covered his whole body, which allowed him to lower his level of cultivation and sneak into the city. Many people here used to use black robes to cover their ears and eyes, so his dress did not attract anyone's attention.
"Get a map"
In a shop in the city, Ye Mo said coldly to a hawker with an evil look on his face.
"Three thousand spiritual stones"
The hawker looked at Ye Mo, rolled his eyelids, and took out a map, as if he didn't want to buy it.
Ye Mo didn't have time to bargain, so he threw down the spirit stone, took the map and turned around to leave.
Suddenly, Ye Mo frowned slightly, and at the same time he felt an unkind gaze sweep across him, fleetingly.
Ye Mo looked around suspiciously, looked like he didn't find anything, and turned around to leave.
Behind him, a strange, pitch-black insect emerged from the ground and followed quickly.
In a dark room at the street corner behind Ye Mo, a person was sitting on the ground, his thin body leaning against the cold wall. His black clothes were extremely loose, and two bright lights flashed in the darkness.
"A monk in the early stage of foundation building actually dared to spend three thousand spiritual stones to buy a map. He seems to be a novice. Such novices are all fat sheep."
The hoarse laughter sounded, and the yin energy was deep.
At this time, Ye Mo was in a tavern in the west of the city, sipping spiritual wine and thinking about where to start.
According to the information he collected, the three major factions in the evil cultivator's base camp are the most powerful.
These three sects are the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sect, the Spiritual Bone Sect, and the Living Soul Sect.
The entire Wangui Sect is a ghost cultivator.
In the Spiritual Bone Sect, the bone cultivators who can walk outside are basically the disciples of the Spiritual Bone Sect. Only the Golden Core Bone Cultivators can walk in the sun safely, so the bone cultivators usually wear black robes when they go out.
The last sect is the Shenghun Sect, which is also the most mysterious of the three sects. They will refine their own souls when they are still alive, and then seize the body of the object to parasitize, relying on the flesh and blood essence of the object to cultivate their own soul.
When the host runs out of vitality, it will look for the next host.
The Shenghun Sect's methods are the most troublesome. If they are hostile and let the Shenghun Sect's people run away, there will be no peace. Who knows when the people around them will be taken away.
Ye Mo looked at the busy streets outside the tavern.
The City of Chaos is very huge, but there are no rules here. The strong are respected, so people often die. You can see the dead everywhere.
But the pedestrians around didn't even look at it. It was obvious that they were not surprised by this situation and had become numb.
"It is indeed Chaos City."
Ye Mo couldn't help but sigh, it was completely different from other fairy cities with strict rules and patrols everywhere.
There were many unsightly guys talking loudly in the tavern, but there was no news that Ye Mo wanted to know.
This chaotic city is at the southernmost end of the evil cultivator's base camp, and on the map, the Puppet Faction's station is at the westernmost end of the evil cultivator's base camp.
In the base camp of the evil cultivator, you must keep an eye on yourself at all times, otherwise the ancestor of Yuanying may perish.
Thinking of the Nascent Soul Ancestor, Ye Mo discovered something very strange. After spending a long time in the tavern, the master everyone was talking about was the peak Jindan, the real person in charge of the three sects, but there was no news about the Nascent Soul Ancestor.
"It's better to go to the puppet sect first"
After deciding what to do next, Ye Mo called the shopkeeper, took out the spirit stone and prepared to pay.
There was a sudden silence in the entire tavern, and everyone looked at Ye Mo with strange eyes.
"Three hundred souls." The shopkeeper said with a smile.
"What?"
Ye Mo frowned tightly.
"That's right, it's about souls. Boy, you haven't just come here, right? Souls are the hard currency here."
The shopkeeper had a weird smile on his face: "Boy, it's okay if you don't have a living soul. One living soul is equivalent to ten thousand spiritual stones, and three hundred living souls is equivalent to three million spiritual stones. This price is already very favorable."
"Haha, Lao Fang, are you crazy because you are short of money? The Shenghun Sect didn't let you do this kind of business, right?"
"Boy, please hand over the spirit stone obediently. Didn't you see that Lao Fang is already preparing to take action? You may not protect your life."
"Bah, bah, don't mislead the newcomers. This is the property of the Soul Sect. Fighting is strictly prohibited. No one dares to do anything here, otherwise they will be hunted down by the Soul Sect. Boy, just ignore him."
The people around who were talking loudly laughed and said.
The shopkeeper still looked at Ye Mo with a smile, and said leisurely: "It doesn't matter if you don't have spirit stones. Just keep all the valuable things on you. I don't want too little. Of course, if you don't want to live, your
How about one soul?"
"You want my soul?"
Ye Mo smiled lightly.
"Of course, you can do it if you have enough spiritual stones."
The shopkeeper said calmly.
"It seems that I have to give it to you?"
Ye Mo sighed softly, a cold light flashing in his eyes.
After these two times, Ye Mo finally understood the rules of this evil cultivator's base camp. There are no rules in the city of chaos. Whoever has the biggest fist will follow the rules.
Ye Mo stretched out his hand to the storage ring between his fingers.
"Boy, give me three thousand spirit stones, and I will help you handle this matter. I am considered the number one person here, who dares not to give me three portions of thin noodles?"
"I don't want three thousand, just two thousand."
"You're such a double-dealing person? Boy, if you believe him, you'll be dead if you step out of here."
Some drinkers around suddenly shouted loudly.
The shopkeeper stared greedily at the storage ring in Ye Mo's hand, wondering how to get it into his own hands.
Ye Mo hasn't taken action yet.
"boom"
A flash of light suddenly appeared outside the door, and the shopkeeper's head suddenly exploded, with blood and brains scattered everywhere.
“crunchy”
There was a crunching sound of skeletons appearing outside the door.
Everyone was silent, and the brawny man who had shouted the loudest before wanted to hide under the table.
A monk in black clothes walked into the tavern following the sound. The man glanced around with bright eyes, and then slowly walked to the headless body of the shopkeeper.
"Are you new here?"
The hoarse voice of the monk in black sounded.
Ye Mo nodded.
"Very good, you will be my subordinate after you come with me."
"Why?"
"Because I can kill you at any time."
"Oh?" Ye Mo lowered the brim of his black robe, looked around, and said, "You can kill people at will in this place?"
"Look who is killing people"
The skeleton suddenly shook off his black robe, revealing a skull: "I am the core disciple of the Spiritual Bone Sect. I am strong enough. Killing a young tavern manager is nothing. The Shenghun Sect can't do anything to me even if it knows."
"I see"
The corners of Ye Mo's mouth curled up again, with a pure smile on his face.
"What are you laughing at?"
"Send you to reincarnation"
Before he finished speaking, a whistling sound rang out, and Ye Mo's fist hit the bone frame.
There was silence all around.
Nothing seemed to happen, so everyone stayed still and pretended not to see it.
Ye Mo, who was dressed in black robe, quietly walked out of the tavern and quickly disappeared among the crowd on the street.
"laugh"
The moment Ye Mo left, the skeleton instantly turned into powder. Then it drifted away in the wind amid the horrified eyes of everyone.