The sky was covered with dark clouds, the air was filled with coldness and dampness, and the chill penetrated the muscles and bones.
Amid the heavy lead clouds, a large flying warship was speeding along. The formation covering the entire hull glowed, but it was strangely dim.
Ye Mo stood alone on the bow deck, his eyes looking thoughtful. He shook his head after a long while, his eyes still filled with suspicion.
"The Moon Spirit Envoy is thinking about the Saint of the Underworld Crocodile?"
Mr. Yang's voice came from behind, with a hint of inquiry.
"Yes, judging by its tone and demeanor, it seems to know me, but after much thought, I can't think of where I've seen it before."
Ye Mo smiled bitterly.
"Moonling makes you...don't you recognize it?"
Mr. Yang was even more confused. The dignified Crocodile Saint of the Nethermarsh, the most powerful person under the command of the Xianluo Ghost King, should not mislead himself and others by acting, and there was no need for it.
Ye Mo was not angry at Mr. Yang's question. He still shook his head and said: "There are not many ghost cultivators that Ye has encountered in his life, let alone this kind of ghost clan."
Hearing this, Mr. Yang seemed to have thought of something and completely believed Ye Mo's words. He nodded and said, "Indeed, this animal comes from the underworld. How could the Moon Spirit Envoy recognize it?"
"It comes from the underworld?" Ye Mo raised his eyebrows. He thought that most of these ghost tribes were the cannon fodder ghost tribe of Xiyou. He immediately urged: "Tell me about this Underworld Crocodile Saint."
"The ghost clan in Xiyou is very scattered and has not gathered any power. Even if it does, it is not a strong force. But it is different in the underworld. The ghost clan there is divided into many forces, and some are even extremely powerful and mysterious."
"The strongest among these ghost tribes each occupy a vast area of land, and they are kings of the land, calling themselves ghost kings. Although they are all ghost kings, there are also strong and weak ones. The Xianluo ghost king who is loyal to the Nethermarsh Crocodile Saint is the most powerful ghost king in the underworld.
One of the powerful ghost kings, when the underworld was unsealed more than a year ago, the Crocodile Saint of the Underworld was the first to come to the world of Kyushu as the first commander of the vanguard."
"The Underworld Crocodile Saint is as mysterious as the other prominent ghost clan figures from the underworld. However, it is said that the Underworld Crocodile Saint was not a ghost tribe in the underworld, but entered the underworld by chance.
Then it fell under the command of the Xianluo Ghost King and has lived for countless years? But in terms of realm, it has always stayed at the peak of god transformation and has never broken through to the ghost king level."
Mr. Yang obviously knew more about these things than Ye Mo, the hands-off shopkeeper, and explained in detail.
"The Crocodile Saint of the Underworld? The vanguard? The underworld that was entered later?"
Ye Mo quickly captured the key.
Obviously, this underworld crocodile saint is not simple. After all, it has been terrifying enough in history. It is under the command of Xianluo Ghost King, one of the top ghost kings in the underworld, and he is also the number one ghost saint under Xianluo Ghost King. This time he aggressively attacks the human race.
Jiuzhou came as the commander of the vanguard force, which is enough to prove that he is extraordinary.
More importantly...it is not a ghost race born in the underworld!
Ye Mo remembers the events of the third life very clearly. He has never entered the spirit world, the demon world, or the underworld, but he has entered the Eastern Demon Ancient World once. He still cannot forget the wild and vast atmosphere.
In this case, I could only have seen it in the world of Kyushu, and at most in Xiyou. Who is it?
After thinking about it, Ye Mo unexpectedly remembered the rotten bone crocodile skeleton demon in the first life. When he was forced to jump into reincarnation, he did not take the rotten bone crocodile skeleton demon with him and left it in Xiyou.
Mainland China, will it...
Thinking of this, Ye Mo hurriedly shook his head, feeling that such a coincidence was impossible.
But after thinking about it carefully, Ye Mo couldn't help but have images of the two appear in his mind, overlapping and comparing them.
The result left Ye Mo stunned and unbelievable.
If the body of the Saint of the Underworld Crocodile is broken down, revealing the white bones, and then a spiritual root bone is attached to it, and he lies on the ground, it seems... he really looks like the Rotting Bone Crocodile.
"How...how is this possible?"
Ye Mo shook his head speechlessly, still unable to believe it.
"What's wrong, Moon Spirit Envoy?"
Mr. Yang was standing aside. Seeing Ye Mo's expression and behavior was different, he couldn't help but ask.
"After thinking for a long time, I finally came up with some clues, but... I can't believe this is true."
Ye Mo smiled bitterly.
Yang Lao said nothing, waiting for Ye Mo's next words.
Ye Mo didn't say much. He raised his hand and waved in the air in front of him, and a rain of light swayed out, condensing into two lifelike lights and shadows in front of him. They were the Rotting Bone Crocodile Skeleton Demon and the Underworld Crocodile Saint.
"These are the two, although they are very similar. For example, the Saint of the Underworld Crocodile has the broken wound of the Rotted Bone Crocodile, and the Rotted Bone Crocodile repairs the wound and stands up again... But we are humans, not to mention beasts, we are two
There are two similar people standing in front of us, and it is difficult to tell who is who with just the naked eye, let alone two large crocodiles. We are very face blind."
Ye Mo said, he was speechless.
When Mr. Yang heard Ye Mo's words, he was speechless for a moment. He pondered for a moment and said: "This beast... won't be the monster that Yue Ling asked you to conquer in one life, right?"
Ye Mo's eyes were a little complicated, and after a long time he looked at Mr. Yang, half-smiling but not smiling: "What if?"
"Hiss~"
Mr. Yang took a breath and looked at Ye Mo with disbelief, but then he laughed again and said: "If so, it is a big trouble, but it is also an opportunity for Yueling to make you."
"Oh? How do you say this?"
Ye Mo vaguely thought of something, but he didn't dare to think about it deeply.
"I say it is a big trouble because it was once your pet. No matter which tribe it belongs to, it is a scar that cannot be opened. But it is precisely because of this that it let us go today.
"
"Perhaps it was subdued by you once and had a lot of resentment, but it has also fought side by side with you for a long time and has feelings, otherwise it will not let us go. If the moon spirit allows you to subdue it again,
No matter whether you use strength or emotion to conquer him, he will be a force that cannot be underestimated in the future. If you think a little more, you can even... win over the Xianluo Ghost King."
Speaking of this, Mr. Yang's eyes sparkled.
Hearing this, Ye Mo said it was a lie to say he wasn't moved, but now... he still thinks too much.
Ye Mo could feel that the Nethermarsh Crocodile Saint had very complicated feelings for him. It would be difficult to conquer his feelings, but he could conquer them with strength... At least currently, Ye Mo does not have such strength.
Although Ye Mo himself has countless tricks and extraordinary combat power, the Crocodile Saint of the Underworld is definitely not weak. After all, he is the number one Ghost Saint under the Immortal Luo Ghost King, and he is also the most trusted one. His combat power and means are absolutely extraordinary.
God-level creatures can be compared to Xia Houyin. Ye Mo is only at the fifth level of god transformation. How can he conquer it? It's not bad if he doesn't conquer it.
"Let's talk about it later."
Ye Mo gradually calmed down. This time, he did lose, but it was nothing. Next time, he would not only defeat the Dark Marsh Crocodile Saint, but also conquer it again.
At the same time, on the other side.
The general responsible for guarding the troops at the core of the formation, Weird Ghost Saint, was very puzzled. It was clear that the Underworld Crocodile Saint had the upper hand, so why should he let those humans go.
"Crocodile Saint...why, why do you want to let those humans go?"
The weird ghost saint said with a hint of anger.
"Are you questioning me?"
The Dark Marsh Crocodile Saint didn't even look at it, and looked coldly into the distance, which was the direction Ye Mo left.
"No, I don't dare."
The strange ghost's holy heart felt chilled and he quickly shook his head.
"Please step back."
Suddenly, a divine sound came from the side. It was the colorful skeleton that spoke and relieved it. The strange demon saint bowed gratefully and left with his eyes exposed. The colorful skeleton ignored it and said: "Brother-in-law, are you thinking about that human race?
"
"Lin Yuan, I told you not to call me brother-in-law."
The Crocodile Saint's voice was somewhat helpless, with a hint of... shyness.
Colorful Skeleton Linyuan has heard these words many times, and it obeyed her sister's wishes without paying any attention to it, and said directly: "Brother-in-law, you haven't answered my question yet."
"He... was once my master."
There was a hint of memory in the eyes of the Underworld Crocodile.
"Sister, brother-in-law, have you ever been subdued?"
Lin Yuan, a colorful skeleton, was shocked and his consciousness was not smooth.
"It's all in the past. This time I'm going to repay him a favor. Next time, I'll just collect the debt."
As he spoke, a cold light burst out from the eyes of the Dark Marsh Crocodile Saint.
However, my heart is still a little complicated.
When it didn't see Ye Mo in the past, it wanted to find Ye Mo all the time, and it almost became its inner demon, causing it to stay in the god transformation stage. But now that it has found Ye Mo, it can't help but let Ye Mo go.
To be honest, it doesn't know whether it hates Ye Mo more or is close to him.
…
Returning to the Flying Battleship in Ice Lotus Palace, Ye Mo was met with difficulties and cynicism from the family faction as expected.
Secretly, they sighed angrily. They had found out the details of that valley and knew that the number one ghost saint under Xianluo Ghost King was there, so they sent Ye Mo there to trick Ye Mo to death.
But the result made them very angry. Even the Crocodile Saint of Nethermarsh, who was at the peak of his divine transformation, and the number one Ghost Saint under the Immortal Luo Ghost King, could not destroy Ye Mo?
Finally, Mr. Yang revealed that there was the Crocodile Saint of the Underworld, and was questioned about how he escaped. Then he was questioned about Ye Mo's past lives, endlessly.
How could Ye Mo really answer, so he directly threw the question to Lord Huangmu and Lord Linghu.
What was unexpected was that Huangfu Linger actually supported Ye Mo for a rare moment. Ye Mo was so surprised that he couldn't help but look at the Linghu seat. He saw that the Linghu seat looked calm and looked at Huangfu.
Ling'er whispered something, and Huangfu Ling'er left obediently, leaving Ye Mo stunned for a while.
Back in his room, Ye Mo raced against time to practice and mastered many techniques and magical means.
Not even a quarter of an hour after the start, Ye Mo sensed something, stood up, and came out of the room. Outside the door was a figure in snow-white monk clothes, with a big bald head that was extremely eye-catching.
"Zangji? Why are you back again?"
Ye Mo was very surprised.
Zang Jie had already returned to Nan Mo with the large army of Nan Mo. Unexpectedly, he came back not long after he left.
"Of course I want to help Brother Ye."
Zangji was handsome with bright eyebrows and bright eyes. He was holding a string of eighteen Buddhist beads in his hand. He had a kind face and said with his hands clasped together with a slight smile.
Seeing that Ye Mo didn't believe it, Zang Jie was not angry either. He stretched out his hand in front of Ye Mo, and a dazzling sacred golden light suddenly appeared in his palm. Thunder flashed and danced, sizzling and twisting, like a snake dancing.
"This is……"
Ye Mo felt a familiar breath.
"The Immortal Thunder of Merit and Virtue is the only one among the five immortal thunders in Yuanci Mountain that can rival your Yin-Yang Myriad Immortal Thunder."
Zangji's voice was faint. After hearing this, Ye Mo already vaguely understood why Zangji was here. He only heard Zangji continue: "The immortal thunder of merit needs to be fed with merit in order to grow. Eliminating demons and slaying demons is certainly a merit, but it is far away.
It’s nowhere near as big as converting ghosts and ghosts.”