Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

"The family was wiped out eight hundred years ago?"

Zhao Yunlu was a little stunned.

When the monk saw this, he cupped his hands and turned to leave.

The other party asked about the Songling Sect, and it was obvious that he had an old relationship with the Songling Sect. To be able to live for such a long time, he must be a senior above Nascent Soul.

Such beings are so moody that ordinary monks would not dare to come into contact with them easily.

"This is also the Prison Wind Realm. Fellow Taoist Songling was suppressed and killed. Didn't you receive any news?"

Fang Chen said.

"I have been in seclusion all year round and have no contact with them. After all, after the director left, the Soul Slayer Department here stopped operating, so I have never heard of this news."

Zhao Yunlu said.

"There are four more, let's go."

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In the next few months, the two visited four more places, all of which were dilapidated scenes of empty buildings.

In the list given by Huang Qingque, of the six spirit-slaying immortals, only Zhao Yunlu is left. The remaining five are unknown and are most likely dead.

"The Spiritual God Cult must have discovered their traces."

Zhao Yunlu looked solemn, with a hint of solemnity flashing in his eyes, and looked at Fang Chen:

"Master, this revenge must be avenged. All of you fellow Taoists worked hard here, but they died inexplicably. The Spiritual God Sect must pay the price.

I know the places where some spiritual cult monks hide their cultivation. Since they killed five loose immortals in our company, we should also kill them back. "

"Don't worry about this. Our company has already carried out a network closing operation on the Creation Star. In the past few months, less than half of the monks of the Spiritual God Sect have died. In another year and a half, the results will be seen."

Fang Chen waved his hand.

Zhao Yunlu was stunned for a moment, and said with a strange expression: "Operation to close the net? How come I have never heard of it... I wonder where the manpower the company actively uses comes from?"

"Our monks have been stationary on the Creation Star for too long. I'm afraid that I won't be able to cope with the Spiritual God Cult monks, so the manpower sent out this time are all transferred from other places."

Fang Chen said casually.

Could it be from Zhenwu Domain?

Zhao Yunlu's eyes were a little more wary.

"By the way, I also have acquaintances in the underworld, and during this period, I also asked them to look for those five fellow Taoists.

If they die and their ghosts go to the underworld, they will naturally leave some traces. "

Fang Chen said.

Zhao Yunlu was stunned and said happily: "So the boss also has contacts with the Yin Sheng Sect? If the Yin Sheng Sect helps to find out the news in the underworld, maybe we can really find those five colleagues."

"Already found."

"Really, that's great...have you found it?"

Zhao Yunlu was stunned.

Before he could continue to speak, there was a burst of white mist nearby, and then, an old man with a gloomy face walked out of it.

The ghost aura on the old man's body was very unstable, and it was damaged in many places. It looked like he had been bitten by mosquitoes, rats, and ants.

After he saw Zhao Yunlu, he immediately sneered:

"Zhao Yunlu, you didn't expect to see me again one day?"

"Fellow Taoist Songling..."

Zhao Yunlu: "The boss and I went to your place to look for you not long ago, but the building was empty. I didn't expect you to have passed away."

"Sitting and dying? I died at your hands. You, Zhao Yunlu, were so audacious that you attacked your colleagues from the Lingzhan Division. I'm afraid you are already a spiritual cultivator."

Song Ling sneered and said: "I have been in the underworld these years and have been sunk in the River of Forgetfulness and suffered. You have lived a pleasant life in the human world. Is it time to repay this debt?"

"Fellow Taoist Songling, why did you say this?"

Zhao Yunlu's expression was shocked: "You and I are both colleagues of the Lingzhan Division, how can we take action against you?"

He looked at Fang Chen, cupped his hands and said: "Master, I see that fellow Taoist Songling has been dead for many years. This ghost's mind is obviously a little confused. Don't trust his words.

I have been cultivating in Yunlu City for these years, and I have been diligent and diligent, so I was able to be promoted to the third level. Fellow Taoist Songling's accusations against me are very unfounded. Please be clear to me, Master. "

Three turns?

Song Ling was startled, a look of fear flashed in his eyes, the words in his mouth reached his throat and he swallowed them back alive.

He looked at Fang Chen and forced a smile on his face:

"Did the boss just take up the post here recently? Maybe I have been dead for many years and my mind is a little confused. Fellow Taoist Yunlu really has no reason to attack me..."

A faint sneer flashed in Zhao Yunlu's eyes, his eyes wandering back and forth between Fang Chen and Song Ling.

As a third-level Loose Immortal, there are not many things that can make him afraid here, even if the opponent holds the title of the leader of this place.

If the other party is interested, he should also know who to trust next.

“Don’t be afraid, fellow Daoist Songling, you have already received the imperial seal and can now walk the path of ghosts and gods.

Even though Zhao Yunlu is at level three, he has nothing to fear from you. "

Fang Chen comforted.

Songling didn't know what to say. He was fished out of the River of Forgetfulness, and everything after that seemed a bit magical. So far, he still hasn't figured out what happened to the outside world, let alone the new Soul-Slaying Secretary in front of him. Lord, what means are there.

If Zhao Yunlu was at level two, he could have exposed what he had done, but the other party was at level three...

Isn't this boss afraid that Zhao Yunlu will attack him?

"Director, do you believe what a ghost said, you don't need to believe me?"

Zhao Yunlu sighed softly: "It's not easy to walk through the next level. To be promoted to the third level here can be said to have gone through all kinds of hardships. Even so, I have never had anything to do with the Spiritual God Religion, and I have never eaten half a Blood Spirit God. Dan.

If the boss doesn't even believe me, then what's the point of staying in the Soul-Slaying Division? "

Zhao Yunlu clasped his fists in low spirits and said: "Master, please go and take your leave."

"You may have never taken half of the Blood Spirit Pill, but have you swallowed all the salaries of fellow Taoist Songling disciples over the years?

You were able to advance to the third rank by earning empty wages. Without those immortal crystals, why would you be promoted to the third rank? "

Fang Chen smiled and said: "Are you a genius? Or do you have excellent understanding? If that's the case, you shouldn't stay on the Fortune Star. Talents like this would have ascended long ago.

You should even have a share of the fourth-level elixir. "

"What do you mean?"

Zhao Yunlu narrowed his eyes slightly: "Is it because of the misunderstanding between you and me that you want to attack me? Then just do it directly and don't find so many excuses."

"I can't send you on the road for no reason. The Lingzhan Division still has the rules of the Lingzhan Division. You must leave clearly so that I can explain to the officer."

Fang Chen smiled.

The thick fog rose again, and four figures appeared one after another. They were male and female. As soon as they appeared, they pointed at Zhao Yunlu and cursed non-stop.

"These five are all my witnesses. You did not die unjustly."

Fang Chen said.

"You want to keep me based on a few ghosts and your second rank sword cultivator? Hahaha, you are forcing me to join the Spiritual God Sect."

Zhao Yunlu laughed loudly, and the immortal energy around him overflowed. The ground began to crack, towering ancient trees were uprooted, and huge rocks were shattered by the immortal energy and floated in the air.

He stared at Fang Chen with a chuckle on his face, and gradually lifted off the ground.

Unexpectedly, a shadow covered the sky and enveloped him. When he looked up, he saw a fist as big as a small mountain falling from the sky.

boom!

The immortal essence trembled, and Zhao Yunlu's body was smashed into the ground.

Before he could react, the owner of Dangyin Mountain punched him again.

The five people in Songling were stunned and saw a giant squatting on the ground, shaking his fists continuously. After a while, a bottomless pit appeared in front of them.