Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

"Wu Po Vukong? What a joke! Xing Jintuo really went crazy and wasted the body refining inheritance he gained on the ancient immortal road!"

A few miles away from the town, there were several figures standing on a low hill. One of them sneered disdainfully after hearing Xing Jintuo's words.

These few are all monks from the Hua Zizai Sect and are also Xing Jintuo’s fellow disciples.

"Senior Brother Xing, do we really want to do this? If the elders of the sect find out, I'm afraid they will be expelled from the immortal status..."

One person looked hesitant and whispered.

Several other people looked at each other and looked at the leading monk who looked somewhat similar to Xing Jintuo.

"Are we just going to watch Xing Jintuo bring that inheritance into the ground? Because of the lack of fire, we and others gained nothing on the ancient immortal road. If we get the inheritance from Xing Jintuo, even without the name of the immortal seedling, There is also the reality of fairy seedlings.

This opportunity is once in a lifetime, do you want to miss it? If he hadn't lost all his cultivation, even I wouldn't be sure to fight him, but it's different now. In front of us, he is just an ordinary martial artist! "

Xing Deshan said coldly: "If you want to achieve something big, you must be decisive. If you don't want to participate, you can leave now."

Several people looked at each other, and finally gritted their teeth and stopped talking. They knew that anyone who dared to leave without permission at this moment would be killed by Xing Deshan's palm.

Xing Deshan smiled with satisfaction, "Since he wants to defeat the void in three days, then we will wait for another three days and see how he defeats the void.

Instead of following the good path of immortality, he followed the path of ordinary mortals. The Xing family had such a rebellious son, and the old man was almost angry to death from him. "

The next day, a middle-aged man in a bright red robe sat on the back of a strange beast and looked quietly at the town ten miles away.

Behind the middle-aged man, stood hundreds of red-robed warriors, all of whom were famous masters from the Seven Kills Hall.

Beside him, there was a black-armored general also sitting on the back of a strange beast, with thousands of sergeants standing behind him.

These sergeants were covered in armor from head to toe. They stood as motionless as green pines. Even their breathing sounds were uniform.

"Master of the Seven Kills Hall, do you think this Xing Jintuo is really trying to attack the non-existent realm of the God of War?"

The black-armored general suddenly chuckled: "The force breaking through the void at the top of the Cuizhu Peak sounds quite bluffing."

"Whether it is true or not, I have checked this person's origin and it is very mysterious, so I cannot take it lightly. If it is true, we will work together to capture this secret method.

In this case, what does the person behind the general have to fear? "

The master of the Seven Kills Palace smiled.

The black-armored general thought for a moment, and a smile gradually appeared on his face:

"There are quite a few Tianxuan warriors coming this time. Are you sure about it, Master?"

"They're just a bunch of clowns. Under Emperor Wu, they're all ants. You only need to pay attention to two of them, but if they join forces, they can't hold a hundred moves in my hands."

The master of the Seven Kills Hall is confident and calm.

"So, very good."

Another day later, two Tianxuan warriors came together and entered Xing Jintuo's retreat.

On the third day.

When everyone saw Xing Jintuo walking out of the retreat and out of the town in a few steps, they all reacted and hurried towards Cuizhu Peak.

Not only martial artists came to Cuizhu Peak, but also some ordinary people came to join in the fun.

Tens of thousands of people suddenly poured into the quiet Cuizhu Peak. All the nearby mountains were occupied, and the crowds of people were like an approaching army.

Xing Jintuo, today's protagonist, is sitting at the highest point of Cuizhu Peak. His eyes are closed tightly and his head is slightly raised, as if he is feeling something.

"Your Majesty, why is he making such a big fuss?"

In the crowd, Fairy Jade suddenly felt a little puzzled.

"It's for inheritance."

Fang Chen said.

"inherited?"

Fairy Jade seemed to have thought of something, and a hint of surprise gradually appeared in her eyes.

"If his understanding today can bring some insights to the martial arts present, it may be able to change the situation of martial arts."

Fang Chen sighed softly: "If this move is effective, maybe in the distant future, Xing Jintuo can be called a saint and ancestor."

The methods Xing Jintuo showed that day were no longer child's play.

It is no less powerful than the sword cultivator's attack, even more domineering.

If this kind of power is mastered by a martial artist, it may really be able to open up a completely different path from the immortal way.

This one... might become a mountain monster.

"Be called a saint...become an ancestor..."

Fairy Jade looked at Xing Jintuo thoughtfully.

Since the eldest son of her family gave this person such a high evaluation, there is a reason!

"This Grandmaster Xing...could he be trying to be mysterious?"

Two hours later, whispers came.

From the initial anticipation and excitement, everyone has now become suspicious and suspicious.

From the beginning to the end, Xing Jintuo never showed any intention of breaking through the void.

Could it be that this is just a scam?

"You two, my young master invites you to come over and talk."

A martial artist in red came to Fang Chen and Fairy Jade and smiled.

Upon seeing this, the nearby warriors shunned like snakes and scorpions, fearing that they would be related to the two.

"Brother, those two have never left. They are really brave. I'm afraid the Seven Kills Palace will take advantage of today to attack them."

"That's all, it's just a one-sided relationship. They are seeking their own death."

Song Chang sighed softly and looked away from Fang Chen and the other two, not wanting to be involved in this matter anymore.

He has done enough, and if he does one more, he will be killed.

Fang Chen led Fairy Jade to Shi Yu.

"You two have the leisure to come and watch Grandmaster Xing break the void? You can't see clearly from that position, so just watch it with me here."

Shi Yu smiled.

"Your Majesty, do we really want to watch it with him here?"

Fairy Jade's eyes moved slightly, and she was asking Fang Chen for instructions whether to slap the person in front of her to death.

"Grandmaster Xing Wu Po Vukong is about to arrive. Don't cause trouble yet, for fear that he will be distracted."

Fang Chen smiled lightly.

The Jade Fairy nodded gently and said nothing.

Shi Yu only found it funny when he heard this. The person in front of him was still desperate for face when he was in this situation.

He glanced at Fairy Jade and felt more and more that the woman in front of him was to his liking, and he even had the urge to marry the matchmaker.

"Girl, my father is also here. I will introduce you later."

Shi Yu smiled.

While they were talking, the Master of the Seven Kills Hall and the Black-armored General came side by side. They each brought a group of troops. Wherever they passed, no matter how provocative the martial arts warriors were, they had to carefully avoid them. Their eyes were full of fear and horror.

"I'll be here just as I said."

Shi Yu smiled slightly, stepped forward to greet him, and saluted with his hands raised: "Father."

"Um."

The Master of the Seven Kills Palace nodded gently, and before Shi Yu could speak, he motioned for him to shut up:

"Don't say anything yet."

He and the black-armored general's attention were all on Xing Jintuo.

Seeing this, Shi Yu had no choice but to give up his thoughts of introducing Jade Fairy immediately, and planned to wait until this incident was over before asking his father for instructions.

"The Seven Kills Palace Master, and Hu Yanbing, the executioner of the Ministry of War."

There were two figures standing on the top of the mountain far away. Their eyes fell on the two masters of the Seven Kills Hall, looking a little solemn.