Chapter 162: Moonlit Night Talk

Smack!

Tom fell to the ground, the paralyzing effect of the Dark Thorns making him unable to resist.

The trace of demonic blood in his body didn't even play a role in the face of Ye Mo's attack.

This is also normal, after all, Ye Mo is a direct descendant of the Grim Reaper, and he is a person who has awakened his real name and stepped on the Death God Chosen Sequence, when it comes to bloodline, the trace of demonic blood in Tom's body is not even worthy of lifting shoes for Ye Mo.

Speaking of cultivation, although Ye Mo is only in the early stage of his status now, he is not inferior to ordinary Heavenly Rank monks in terms of both the quality and quantity of source power, and all kinds of means are beyond the reach of even Heavenly Rank Monks.

Therefore, although Tom's strength is not bad, he can only fall down, his strength and life continue to lose, and soon his body becomes cold.

"Secret Technique Change!"

Raymond, on the other hand, is much more alert than Tom.

It seems that he has long been wary of Ye Mo, so he reacted the moment the dark thorns pierced through his body.

When his words fell, the one who was pierced by the thorns in the same place was replaced by another man.

Instead, Raymond's figure appeared where the person who had been replaced.

A hint of determination flashed in his eyes, and Raymond, who came to the edge of the sailboat, condensed a light knife and slashed at the wall of thorns in front of him without thinking.

"Boom!"

It was only a split second of confrontation that Raymond judged that he was not Ye Mo's opponent.

Therefore, he did not choose to fight hard, preferring to break away from the fleet and fight the monsters outside than continue to fight against Yemo.

Anyway, with the Sea Soul Gauze, even in the Sea of Souls, he has the possibility of surviving, but if it falls into the hands of Ye Mo, it is impossible to be spared!

"It's late!"

However, although Raymond judged correctly, he made a fatal mistake, that is, underestimating Yemo's strength.

A spell in the shape of a crucal cross fell on him.

"Poof-" Raymond's body, who had successfully landed in the soul sea, trembled, and then the rich blood even dotted the pitch-black soul sea a little red.

Then the thorns on the sailboat stretched out, gently picked up the sea soul gauze on Raymond's body, and then rolled in front of Ye Mo.

Gently took the sea soul gauze that was still hanging in front of him with a little bloodstains, and Ye Mo said softly, "Who else is not satisfied now?"

This time, no one spoke again, and then Ye Mo successfully became the owner of the invisible realm line.

Standing at the bow of the boat, Ye Mo continued to announce his rules, and this time there was not a word of objection.

......

It was night, Ye Mo stood at the bow of the boat looking at the endless sea, and the ten flowers in a lazy posture next to him stood against the railing.

It's night, but it's actually darker.

The division between day and night in the inner layer of the cemetery is more pronounced than in the outer layer.

There are no three blood moons, only one silver moon.

During the day, there is no sun, but for some reason you can see the light that is close to dusk.

At night, the sky darkens completely, with only the faint glow of a silver moon.

At this moment, six hours have passed since Yemo occupied the ship, and under Yemo's iron-blooded methods, the gold diggers on the ship have once again restored order and stability.

And the ship's safety problem has also been solved, no longer relying on the dark thorns of the night silence, but relying on the defensive circle that has been repaired.

The Invisible Boundary Line itself was equipped with a formation mage who was responsible for repairing and detecting the defensive circle, but because the danger was too sudden and there was no time to repair it, the entire fleet collapsed in an instant.

However, after having the time that Ye Mo had to fight, these formation mages gradually repaired the formation.

Of course, the guidance of Ye Mo, the formation master, is indispensable.

"Mr. Yemo, who are you?"

Shihua looked at Liuhua, who was jumping happily on the boat, as if he didn't mean to.

"What do you see?" Ye Mo still looked into the distance.

"Mr. Yemo shouldn't be a local, right?" Shihua gently pulled a strand of hair from her ear.

"I really can't hide it from you, can you tell me where you saw it?" was revealed, Ye Mo didn't panic at all, and was still as calm as ever.

"There are many skeleton monsters in the soul sea, but they are all unintelligent, and there is only one possibility for a species like Mr. Yemo to be intelligent or even surpass humans......"

Shihua paused, "Is Mr. Yemo from the City of Sages?"

The night was silent for a moment, and there was no face at the moment, no one could see his expression clearly.

And Shihua didn't deny it when she saw Ye Mo, thinking that she had guessed correctly, revealing a sly and bright smile

"Mr. Yemo, even if you are from the City of Sages, it can't change the fact that you saved us, don't worry, Shihua will not reveal your identity. ”

"Well, thanks. Ye Mo nodded inscrutablely, making De Shihua more and more sure of his guess.

"But Mr. Yemo had better disguise it, you are too conspicuous now, doesn't Mr. Yemo know the rules of the City of the Dead?"

Does the rule have anything to do with my current state?

Ye Mo pondered, based on the information given by Shihua, he could deduce some conclusions

First, the City of the Sages should be a force in the inner layers of the cemetery, opposing the capital of the dead;

Second, when the people of the Sage City come to the City of the Dead, they will take on the appearance of skeletons like themselves;

Thirdly, the reason why I will become what I am now is due to some rule of the City of the Dead, and my essence has not changed, and the conditions for this change of form may be related to the vitality itself.

Ye Mo had already secretly observed that the concentration of dead qi in the bodies of every monk on this ship far exceeded the threshold of normal beings, and was even thicker than vitality.

If this state were to be placed in the outside world, it would inevitably be a case of transformation into the undead or immediate death, but in the capital of the dead, it seems that this is the norm.

On the contrary, a vigorous life like oneself will be "unadaptable" here, and will be transformed into a necromantic form that adapts to local rules under certain rules.

The City of the Dead is indeed a city inhabited by the dead, as its name suggests, and even Yemo suspects that the inhabitants here may have something to do with the immortal spirits of the powerful who fell here millions of years ago in order to compete for the Instrument of Origin.

In the entire capital of the dead, there may not be a single normal living person at all!

Thankfully, his identity as an outsider doesn't seem to have been revealed.

Judging from Shihua's words, she should have no ill will towards herself, but she can't open her heart to her because of this.

The wisest thing to do is to follow the words of the ten flowers, pretend to be a person from the city of saints, and then slowly inquire about the news of this world.

"Well, because this is the Sea of Souls, I didn't expect a fleet of ships to pass through here. Ye Mo replied.

"So that's ......" Shihua seemed to let out a sigh of relief, completely believing Ye Mo's statement.

"Mr. Ye Mo was really careless, in addition to the invisible realm line on the soul sea, there are other gold panning teams.

Although the probability of meeting is small, it cannot be ignored. And now the passengers on the ship may have sensed something wrong, but they just didn't show it, I wonder what Mr. Yemo will do to them?"

Shihua asked as if unintentionally, but the beautiful eyes that Ye Mo couldn't see were already solemn.

The onion fingers quietly grasped a delicate and gorgeous necklace on his chest, which was full of brilliance, and it was an extremely precious source of power equipment

Although Ye Mo had never seen Shihua's movements, he instantly heard the latter's temptation.

After all, according to common sense, if Ye Mo was a person from the real City of Sages, and came to the City of the Dead with some kind of secret mission, then naturally this matter could not be known to too many unrelated people.

Obviously, the way to keep a secret forever is to destroy all those who know it.

Ten flowers and six flowers are also among the insiders!

"Don't worry, since I've saved you, I don't plan to take any more trouble to kill you one by one, and when I get through this wave, I'll leave, and even if you report that there are spies from the Sage City sneaking in, there will be no threat to me. ”

Ye Mo said in a casual tone, which made Shihua let her guard down, because it reflected to some extent that the former really didn't take them to heart.

Of course, he couldn't say that, Shihua turned around and looked at Ye Mo's side face with big eyes that could speak, "Mr. Ye Mo said with a smile, the gold diggers are all floating people, and the battle between the City of the Dead and the City of the Sage is too high-end, and we can't afford to mix it up." ”

Ye Mo also turned his head, and his empty eye sockets met Shihua's, "I think so." ”

Shihua blinked, her little head getting closer and closer to Ye Mo, and with this movement, the plump and upturned buttocks became more and more prominent with her graceful curves.

"Mr. Yemo, Shihua will keep it a secret for you, it's an appointment~"

It's hard to imagine how tempting it would be for a mature and beautiful woman to put her index finger in front of her lip flap and make a little girl gesture.

Even Ye Mo throbbed for a moment, but he quickly returned to normal, and after the change in his body structure, his desire seemed to be affected to a certain extent.

"Well, it's an appointment. Ye Mo nodded indifferently, "And Liuhua is so cute, I don't want to hurt her." ”

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