"Ice Condensation Technique, this person has actually mastered this kind of defensive spell"

A well-informed foundation building monk struggled to spit out this sentence.

The Three Strange Spells are extremely difficult to cultivate, even if they have the Three Strange Spiritual Roots, they are rarely able to cultivate high-level Three Strange Spells, and many Three Strange Monks still rely on the mana runes obtained from the demon beast's body to cast the Three Strange Spells.

The cold-faced boy was only a little bit higher than Fu Ranxin's strength in the late stage of foundation building, and he had already mastered the ice condensation technique, which was the most difficult to cultivate in high-level ice spells, which many people did not expect.

"It turns out that this person does not rely on the mana runes of demon beasts to cast ice spells, but is an ice cultivator himself, no wonder even the ice spear technique, which is the least powerful of the high-level ice spells, can exert such terrifying strength"

The power of the spells cast by relying on mana runes and the spells obtained by one's own cultivation is very different, whether it is the control of the spell, the speed of casting, and the power of the spell, the spells that are cultivated by oneself are far more than the spells cast by the mana runes.

He ...... He didn't die? After such a horrible blow, he didn't die?"

One of the guards asked incredulously.

"That's right, it's definitely not dead, so it's okay, leave the rest to us"

The other guard had gone into a complete frenzy from the previous battle.

"Brothers, avenge the captain, avenge the king, kill!" A blind, silver-armored guard, wielding a large axe in his hand, flew and slashed at the humanoid ice cube standing in the air.

"Protect the Young Master"

Fu Ranxin let out a loud shout, and the more than ten evil cultivators who came in a hurry let out bursts of piercing shrill laughter, driving all kinds of strange-shaped magic weapons in their hands to rush over.

The Great War finally broke out completely.

Dozens of light clusters erupted in the air, and the guards of the passenger ship's foundation building period, as well as the foundation building passengers who were unwilling to be slaughtered, united and launched a general attack on more than a dozen evil cultivators.

Fireballs, flying swords, stone cones, and water bombs flew in all directions, and aura magic weapons collided with each other, and the battle entered a white heat

A large number of guards frantically flocked to the direction where the humanoid ice cube was, and more than a dozen evil cultivators were divided into six people to protect them, although the cultivation of evil cultivators was not much different from these guards, but the methods were ruthless, experienced, and the high-level magic weapons in their hands were endless, and they actually relied on the number of six people to steadily suppress the crazy attack of more than ten guards.

From time to time, someone screamed and fell from a high altitude, falling into the sea with blood all over his body, and a wave hit it, and was directly swallowed by the merciless seawater.

The surface of the sea was slowly dyed with a layer of red blood, and the strong smell of blood gradually attracted several demon beasts cruising nearby.

The Qi Refining Cultivators on the deck, although they could not directly participate in the battle, also knew at this moment that if they didn't make any more efforts, when the foundation building monks in the air were all wiped out, they would only be left to the mercy of others.

Many Qi cultivation stage cultivators had already condensed the mana runes of demon beasts in the Mud Pill Palace, so they could barely cast some first-order spells to harass the evil cultivators in the air on the side.

Ye Mo looked at the humanoid ice cube in the air with burning eyes, and the mana in the meridians was moving faster and faster, coming out of his body, stirring into powerful mana fluctuations, and bursting out with an astonishing momentum, frightening several Qi refining cultivators around him and retreating again and again.

He didn't want to get involved in this battle, and planned to wait for the two sides to fight each other, and find an opportunity to take the two siblings in the cabin and escape from the bottom of the sea.

It's not that Ye Mo is ruthless and unjust, in the entire Blood Sea Theater, and even in the entire Kyushu, there are too many battles and killings like this.

For him, it was a pointless battle.

If he is a casual cultivator, he has nothing to worry about, and only wants to be happy for a while, but he is afraid that he will already fly up and help the captain.

But he is not alone, he is the lord of the immortal city, and he has a heavy responsibility, and he can't easily take risks to participate in this kind of battle

Until the loyal and courageous leader of the guard struck a desperate blow, Ye Mo seemed to be touched by something, and his heart was horizontal, and he had no scruples.

"People live in the world, they can't happily follow their hearts, they can't fight heartily, they can't be afraid of fighting, how can they achieve the avenue, I am the lord of the city, but I am also a monk who cultivates against the sky"

Ye Mo's figure rose from the ground and rushed into the crowd of fighters like a cannonball.

The knot in his heart was suddenly resolved, Ye Mo only felt that the vitality in the meridians, which originally seemed to be a little stagnant, seemed to be suddenly much smoother, and even the Yuan Shen in the Mud Pill Palace was also much more agile, and the divine sense was even more like an arm, and the vitality could be easily transformed into mana and exerted.

At the moment when Ye Mo rose into the air, the cold-faced young man in the humanoid ice cube suddenly blinked, and the ice cube condensed on his body made a "bang" crisp sound, and it exploded at the end.

The cold-faced young man who burst the ice cube glanced around with a frown, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his white and slender fingers pinched the trick in the air, and a stream of silver-white mana shot out from his fingertips, hitting the exploded ice cube fragments.

The surrounding ice cubes were swept up by the cold-faced boy's mana, and they trembled and stabilized in the air.

As the cold-faced boy continued to fight, these irregularly shaped ice cubes slowly condensed into the shape of ice picks, shining with a cold and cold light.

Many of the Passenger Ship Monks noticed the cold-faced boy's actions, and they were even more afraid of the ice picks in the sky, and wanted to retreat, but the evil cultivators in front of them seemed to have noticed the surrounding ice picks, and launched an attack desperately, sticking to the Passenger Ship Monks who intended to escape.

"All, Die"

The cold-faced young man snorted coldly, his hands were divided, and the dozens of ice picks suspended around him turned into a silver glow and shot towards the surrounding passenger ship monks.

"My life is at rest"

Many of the Passenger Ship Monks were horrified in their hearts, and they were completely confused in the face of the powerful spells of the cold-faced young man.

"Thundernet"

At this critical juncture, a purple figure shot out and stopped in front of the ice picks in the sky.

With a pinching of both hands, purple wires burst out, instantly opening up into a power grid of tens of zhang in the air, and a flash of ice picks wrapped in the burst.

Most of the ice picks driven by the cold-faced boy were only the size of fists, and while rushing into the lightning net, they were hit by fine lightning. The ice pick itself was quite brittle, and suddenly burst open in a lightning strike, turning into a cloud of broken ice.

The cold-faced young man's eyes were cold, he looked at the figure surrounded by purple electric light, and gritted his teeth and said, "Thunder Monk"

When all the icicles were burst by the lightning net, the purple electric light on the stranger's body also retracted, revealing a slightly delicate young man's face.

This person is none other than Ye Mo.

The mana runes from the demon beasts in the Mud Pill Palace have been completely refined by Ye Mo, because he has eight spirit roots, although each spirit root is not strong, but what he practices is the mysterious technique of the Purple Sword Immortal Palace-"Five Elements and Three Strange Sword Techniques".

Although a body of cultivation only has the five layers of foundation building, it can cast the five elements, three odds and eight series spells, especially the thunder net technique of the thunder system, because of the blessing of mana runes, it is almost the same as the power of the thunder net technique that can be cast by a monk who specializes in the thunder system.

"Who is Your Excellency?"

The cold-faced young man had gone through the previous successive spells, coupled with the fact that he had just performed the Ice Condensing Technique, and the mana in his body was consumed a lot, and he was a little lacking in confidence in the face of a mid-stage foundation building monk who also practiced the Three Wonders Technique.

"In Xia Ye Mo, with the help of this ship, he went to other areas of the Blood Sea Theater, but unfortunately he was unlucky, and the ship he was on was besieged by his brother, since he was in the same boat with these people, how could he have to do it."

Ye Mo responded indifferently.

"Since Brother Ye is a thunder monk, how can he be compared with that group of waste, the affairs of this passenger ship are idle, I advise Brother Ye not to worry about you and go."

The cold-faced boy said coldly.

Ye Mo was stunned when he heard this, he never thought that the leader of the evil cultivation power in front of him would actually say this.

It seems that this group of evil cultivators is also a strong and fearful of the weak.

The cold-faced young man's voice was not loud or small, and although the passenger ship monk was desperately trying to deal with the attack of other evil cultivators, he also heard this sentence clearly in his ears.

In any case, they never imagined that the evil cultivator who wanted to be cruel and cruel and ruthless would agree to let go of a foundation building monk.

The evil cultivators under the young man were also stunned for a while, and they all focused their eyes on Ye Mo, wanting to see what kind of sacredness it was, so that the ruthless leader could say these words of weakness.

"If I leave, my brother can clean up these people while I'm leaving, and then turn around and chase me."

Ye Mo pondered for a moment, if it had been before, he would have accepted the other party's kindness a long time ago, but looking at the eager eyes of the wounded passenger ship monks around him and the guards of the passenger ship who had suffered heavy casualties, he finally shook his head.

The young leader's face sank, his pupils shrank, and he said word by word: "With my Shirakawa Jun character, I always speak with one word, Brother Ye doesn't have to worry about it."

Ye Mo chuckled lightly, and said mockingly: "Yes, I don't know that the person who attacked Captain Lin just now, it is your Bai Chuanjun's character that is nothing more than that."

"Ye Mo"

Bai Chuanjun snorted coldly, his anger burned, and his teeth were gritted, "Do you retreat?"

"What's the wordiness, are you afraid?"

Ye Mo raised his eyebrows and said with a sneer.

"I'm scared...... I'm scared? Hahaha, interesting, interesting, if I hadn't used a lot of mana just now, I would have had to let you go?"

Shirakawa Jun laughed angrily, and the mana of his whole body was shocked, and the terrifying cultivation of the sevenfold foundation came in one volume, bringing great pressure to Ye Mo, who was the fifth-fold foundation.

"A small five-fold monk who built the foundation, ridiculous, ridiculous"

After a while, Bai Chuanjun's smile suddenly stopped, Sen Ran glanced at the evil cultivators around him, and said sharply: "Whoever asked you to stop, kill me, kill all those who don't stay."

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding evil cultivators couldn't help but shiver, nodded hurriedly, and fought with the passenger ship monks again with a pinch of the magic trick in their hands.

"Let me see, what kind of skills do you have, Xuan Bingzhu"

Shirakawa Jun clapped his hands, and when he opened them again, an ice-based magic bead that exuded a silver brilliance and was cold suspended between his hands.

The mana fluctuations on the silver ice bead were extremely strong, and layers of frost mist condensed in the air around the ice bead, Ye Mo just glanced at it, and knew that this ice bead was definitely not an ordinary magic weapon, but it was a high-level magic weapon of the same level as the Fire Cloud Fan.