The people behind him were mocking Ye Mo. Xia Houjun expected it and did not stop him. He just smiled calmly and wanted to see how his "brother-in-law" would deal with it.
He wanted to help his sister Xiahou Siyu, and he was indeed helping. This was right.
But there are many types of help. He couldn't help without limit just because "Miao Qi" was his brother-in-law.
If "Miao Qi" has extraordinary means and strength, he, Xia Houjun, can make "Miao Qi" sit in the second position of real power in the Qing Mo Xiao Sect, and the followers behind him will automatically shut up without him speaking out.
If "Miao Qi" did not have such strength and means, he would need to keep a low profile in everything. At least he would not make any noise at this moment, which would chill the hearts of a group of subordinates and not help him win over people's hearts.
"Whoever kills whom will have their own consequences after the war."
Ye Mo said calmly with a cold voice.
A group of monks were angered and were about to say something, but Xia Houjun stopped him with a smile and said: "We are all our own people, why bother getting angry with our own people? Our enemy is not our own people, it is the Blood Demon Sect. The Moon Worshiping Sect and several other small sects.”
"arrive."
Ye Mo suddenly said something.
Others looked surprised, Xia Houjun also looked puzzled, and asked strangely: "What's coming?"
As soon as he finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed. He carefully reached out with his consciousness outside the city wall, and saw a terrifying torrent of beasts. Along with the overwhelming gray-blue demonic energy, it attacked crazily and reached the city wall in the blink of an eye. outside.
"boom!"
Everyone on the city wall and the earth was shaken by this earth-shattering and terrifying impact, their energy and blood were stirred up, and their minds were lost. The Nascent Soul monk with a lower cultivation level was so shocked that he vomited blood and almost fell back to the ninth level of the Golden Core.
"What a terrible impact, these monsters are crazy!"
Xia Houjun's expression changed suddenly. He was at the seventh level of Nascent Soul and was feeling very uncomfortable at the moment.
No one expected that the monsters would be so crazy. In the first impact, thousands of tenth-level monsters were killed, and they were killed in the warship formation. Their bodies were completely smashed by the monsters that caught up from behind, and the warship was almost destroyed. The formation combined with the battleship was broken.
Although it failed to really break the formation, it also injured a small number of Nascent Soul monks. The impact was too strong and too fierce. Even the Nascent Soul monks couldn't bear the shock. It was only at a very far distance and not close. The monks on Ye Mo's side were spared.
After taking a breath, Ye Mo sneered and said: "If you are not crazy, you are not a monster, but a poultry and livestock."
Before he finished speaking, Ye Mo flew up to the top of the city wall and slapped a rotten water demon wolf that was trying to cross the city wall away.
Seeing that Ye Mo had started to take action, Xia Houjun also reacted and shouted loudly: "Fight! Fight! Kill these beasts in the abyss of the Demon Realm!"
A battlefield fortress is not a warm nest. No one can stay here. It is no safer than outside.
All demon cultivators understand this clearly.
So, when Xia Houjun shouted the word "fight", all the magic cultivators sacrificed their magic weapons without hesitation, flew out of the city wall, and fought with countless magic beasts.
The magic weapons used by these demonic monks are all kinds of, and their sect uniforms are also different. Among them, you can even see a few bald girls, with their hands clasped together, holding flowers and smiling, with blood splattering every step of the way.
Now that all the warships have been drafted and used as battlefield fortresses, no one has a warship to rely on. They can only rely on their own cultivation to fight against the monsters.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
Countless magic weapons and rays of light continued to fly out from the battlefield fortress. The monks from the three main sects in the north, as well as the monks from other sects who had not been able to rush back, totaled hundreds of thousands. They rushed out like meteors chasing the moon.
, join the battlefield to kill monsters.
Countless sword rays and sword energy tore through the body of the monster, illuminating the dark abyss, but there was a hint of blood in this bright light.
Roar! Phew...
boom……
In a radius of a million miles, the sky and the earth are changing colors, gorgeous and powerful magic weapons are constantly colliding with magical beasts, spells and sorcery are confronting each other, and the power of the world and the earth is constantly displayed. Soon, this small area of the abyss has become completely chaotic.
In terms of numbers, the Corpse Demon Sect and other monks have a huge advantage. There are only about 100,000 Warcraft, but as for the human monks, there are more than 500,000.
However, it is difficult for the human race to surpass the demon cultivators, monsters, etc. in terms of individual strength. Those who are slightly worse at the late stage of Nascent Soul have to think carefully if they want to deal with tenth-level monsters.
This shows how big the gap is between human cultivators and Warcraft and Demon cultivators.
In particular, this is a real beast tide, and those who are culled are big guys with rough skin and thick flesh, which cannot be killed easily, which makes it even more difficult.
Fortunately, the number of demon cultivators is large enough and they can still be suppressed for the time being.
If you pay attention to this situation, you can see that the younger generation leaders of each sect were very anxious and wanted to ask the Lord Transformation to take action. Instead, they were scolded and returned dejectedly to continue fighting with the monsters.
"Little sect master, look at it, there are all magical beasts in this vast area. How long will we, Nascent Soul cultivators, be able to kill them all? Why don't we ask the Venerable to take action?"
Xia Houjun was fighting alone with a twelfth-level magic beast. He couldn't hold it for a long time, and he couldn't help but feel a little irritated. At this time, he heard one of his subordinates say this, and took the time to look up at the surroundings and the flying battleship, behind the wave of magic beasts.
"You think of something that others wouldn't think of? But have you seen anyone retreat? It's obvious that the Warcraft Lord didn't move, and the Lord can't move either, idiot."
Xia Houjun cursed lowly and continued to fight with his twelfth-level monster.
Among the human race, although most monks are unable to fight against monsters and monsters of the same level, genius monks are not among them. Young monks such as Xia Houjun are like this, who can fight monsters and monsters alone, and even kill them easily.
A monk will try his best to deal with a target alone, and then quickly solve the target and relieve some of the burden on others.
Among this group of people, the most dazzling one is undoubtedly a graceful figure among the beasts, like a silhouette dancing in the sky.
In the light of countless magic weapons, Xiahou Siyu was dressed in a snow-red intertwined dress. Her body was as graceful as a swimming dragon, extremely flexible, and she quickly shuttled through the tide of magical beasts.
And her speed was even more unbelievable. Her entire body flickered like a fleeting light, leaving many magical beasts unable to do anything to her. Instead, she played with her while clapping her hands.
If it's just that, it's nothing.
Just when someone was looking disdainfully, Xiahou Siyu suddenly chuckled and fell from the air, startling everyone.
Countless magical beasts below had long been angered by Xiahou Siyu. Seeing Xiahou Siyu fall now, his already demonized head couldn't think more. He rushed forward without thinking about his own safety. In one leap, he was greeted by several huge magical beasts. The beast's pupils were like
Blood stained.
Several demonic beasts rush towards each other. It is difficult to hide even if you want to. You will definitely be injured, and you will be beaten into a pulp if you are not careful.
However, what was shocking was that Xiahou Siyu relied on her body skills to narrowly avoid the attack of these monsters. The fishy wind blew past her, making her feel a little uncomfortable and she couldn't help but frown slightly.
Then his delicate white feet kicked several monsters on the head one after another.
"puff!"
Xiahou Siyu turned over and flew down to the city wall, and the skulls of those monsters exploded, and they all died on the spot!
Such a scene made many young monks and old monks dumbfounded. Then they suddenly remembered that this delicate girl was the daughter of the contemporary leader of the Corpse Demon Sect. She was a serious immortal corpse with a powerful body. Needless to say,
It is actually quite normal to have such a result.
But even so, many people were still secretly stunned.
In the distance, Ye Mo compared it secretly and found that his body strength seemed to be much worse than Xiahou Siyu's. He could crush the demon clan, and Xiahou Siyu could also do it, and it was easier than him.
However, Ye Mo doesn't think it's because he's inferior, it's just because he's not at the highest level of cultivation. Once the level of cultivation is reached, it's hard to say who is stronger and who is weaker.
While many people's eyes were on Xiahou Siyu, Ye Mo carefully dealt with the huge mad wolf in front of him while he began to search for the target of his trip.
Among the five treasures of the Yin Ghost City, Ye Mo has already obtained an earth-type black jun stone, and still needs four more treasures and city defense construction plans.
These four treasures are on the body of a direct cultivator in the four small sects of the Corpse Demon Sect, the Green Demon Sect, the Demon Saint Pavilion, the Blood Descendants Association, and the Qiluo Palace. Ye Mo has never dared to inquire or look for it, for fear of
To alert the snake.
And now, during the chaos of war, it is a good time to kill people and seize treasures.
Although there are hundreds of thousands of demon cultivators and monsters here, trying to find a few people in the vast sea of people is like looking for a needle in a haystack, but Ye Mo is not in a hurry, he has the patience to find them.
One day, two days, three days...
As time went by, the location of the battlefield fortress had been beaten into a mess.
In terms of military strength, the Warcraft side lost 30%, and the Demonic Cultivators lost nearly 10%. The Demonic Cultivators suffered heavy losses.
Ye Mo doesn't care which side suffers greater losses.
In the past few days, Ye Mo has been following Xia Houjun and staring at everyone around Xia Houjun. After a few days, he finally got his reward.
"Zhang Ziyao, an outer elder of the Green Demon Sect, has a cultivation level of the sixth level of Nascent Soul. He has some influence in the Green Demon Sect and manages some of the Green Demon Sect's industries, resources and property."
Target information flashed through his mind, but Ye Mo's eyes became darker and duller, and his whole person became less noticeable.
This person is the person that Yin Gui Ancestor begged for back then. Relying on his identity as an outer elder of the Green Demon Sect and a deacon of the Corpse Demon Sect, he is pulling tiger skins outside and doing shady things, looking for some corpses from the Corpse Demon Sect and the Azure Demon Sect.
A petty profit that even Xiaozong looks down upon.
However, this person is quite trustworthy in his work and will abandon the Yin Ghost Ancestor before he can obtain the treasure.
According to Wang Xiang's information verification, this Ziyao showed off four treasures to his friends, but was replaced with three. Two of these three fell into the hands of the Green Demon Xiaozong's enemies due to other reasons.
That's why Ye Mo couldn't use his secret power.
This war is obviously an excellent opportunity. Ye Mo has been waiting for a long time and finally waited until the target Zhang Ziyao appeared.
When the war with the monsters started again, Ye Mo took advantage of the extremely chaotic crowd to catch up and quickly chased them thousands of miles away. If Zhang Ziyao hadn't stopped himself, Ye Mo would have thought he was exposed.
Fortunately, Ye Mo lurked very well and did not let Zhang Ziyao find out. When Zhang Ziyao and the monster blocking the way were fighting until both sides were seriously injured, Ye Mo suddenly appeared and pulled Zhang Ziyao to a dark corner where there was no one. Ye Mo started.
Harsh interrogation.
Unfortunately, Ye Mo's interrogation was of no use and he could only be thrown into the miniature world.
After throwing the person in, Ye Mo clapped his hands, knowing that he had obtained the wood treasure. He was about to return to the battlefield leisurely when he suddenly heard a roar from the sky. His expression suddenly changed, and his eyes instantly turned around.
I saw a group of monks who were obviously at the peak of Nascent Soul, actually besieging a little warcraft lord!
The most dazzling figure among them is Xiahou Siyu.