Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

During the process of opening the fourth realm of Yanguang Divine Eyes.

Fang Chen didn't know if it was an illusion, but colorful worlds seemed to appear before his eyes.

With a thought, the vertical pupils appeared again.

For an instant, Fang Chen seemed to be in an inexplicable space.

Surrounded by canopies one after another.

The scene in these canopies is very strange.

One of the sky curtains attracted Fang Chen's attention.

If the scenes in other canopies were just slightly weird in style, then the scene in this canopy was both familiar and unfamiliar to Fang Chen.

At this moment, a battle is taking place in the sky, a battle between two people, and there are millions of onlookers!

The fighting style of these two people is very simple and simple, almost punching to the flesh.

Every punch can burst out extremely terrifying virtual power!

Yes, it’s virtual power!

Fang Chen could not only see this scene, but also feel the aura of Xu Li.

He had spent some time with Xing Jintuo, so he naturally understood Xu Li.

After just watching for a while, a feeling of fatigue emerged spontaneously, and then Fang Chen passively left this special space, and the surrounding scene returned to normal again.

"It is rumored that the Great World Immortal can absorb the power of annihilated generations, so the pictures in the sky that I just saw are all annihilated eras one after another?"

Fang Chen's eyes showed a look of contemplation.

He originally wanted to continue reading, but after a while, his soul actually felt tired.

This is incredible.

"Is it because I am not in the Great World Immortal Path, so I will have additional burdens after using the Radiant Light Divine Eyes?"

Fang Chen pondered secretly.

From the current point of view, the Yanguang Divine Eye should be the magical power of the Great World Immortal.

It's a bit like a fairy coming from the path of a fairy.

It's just that he obtained the cultivation method of the Yanguang Divine Eye, but he did not follow the path of the Great World Immortal, but the path of the Sword Immortal.

"Being able to see the ending of each generation is a bit like a Shixian, but Shixian uses the book of Shixian to record the historical rise and fall of these generations."

In order to prove whether the fourth level of Yanguang Divine Pupil can absorb the power of the Annihilation Generation, Fang Chen began to ponder and try.

Until his soul power recovered a little and he was no longer tired. With a thought, he seemed to see a small opening in the void.

A ray of virtual power slowly surged out and submerged into his body.

When Fang Chen saw this, he immediately punched out, and this punch indeed burst out with considerable virtual power!

"In those canopies, there are not only generations with prosperous martial arts..."

Fang Chen began to reminisce in his mind.

A long while.

Fang Chen had a bitter smile on his face, as if the other annihilated generations were inferior to each other, and even if the power of those generations was temporarily borrowed, there would be no benefit.

Only virtual power is likely to be a power that is not weaker than Xianyuan.

But it doesn't seem to have the longevity-prolonging effect of Xianyuan.

"Forget it, go in and take a closer look next time. There were so many canopies just now and I didn't have time to see them all."

Fang Chen whispered to himself.

Then he took out the bronze ghost mask and put it on himself. When the bronze ghost mask was tightly attached to his facial skin, an inexplicable coldness penetrated his skin and poured into his brain.

Not sure if it was an illusion, but in a daze, he seemed to see a bronze door appearing in front of him.

Fang Chen remembered Xie Aman's words, so he stepped forward and pushed gently, and the bronze door opened immediately.

Inside was a hazy blue light that made it difficult to see clearly.

When Fang Chen walked into the green light, the scene in front of him became clear.

In front of him stood a building that looked like an abandoned courtyard.

It's just more majestic than Huangyuan.

On both sides of the door, squatting were two strange beasts with a metallic luster.

"Haizhi?"

Fang Chen was thoughtful, and then walked towards the door. Before he reached the door, one of the Xie Zhi suddenly stood up and uttered human words:

"Name taboo."

"..."

Fang Chen was silent for a few moments and then said slowly: "Wushi Tianzun."

"Already registered, Wushi Tianzun, with the rank of Haechi."

After Xie Zhi finished speaking, he squatted back in the corner again.

A soldier-level Haechi?

Are there levels here?

Fang Chen had a thought in his mind. It seemed that the establishment of this Haizhi Company might take much longer than he imagined.

He walked slowly into the door and saw several Haechi with bronze ghost faces like him walking towards him.

These bronze ghosts didn't even look at Fang Chen, nor did they mean to stop talking.

When Fang Chen saw this, he immediately took the initiative and asked:

"Several colleagues are here to report. I wonder where Shangguan is?"

"Shizun Tianzun?"

Several people paused slightly and glanced at Fang Chen's bronze ghost face.

Fang Chen also noticed that their bronze ghosts had names on their faces.

One is a handsome scholar.

One is called Jue Sword.

One is called Ling Chen.

"Your name is quite impressive. You can't be that rank eight ancient immortal, right?"

There was a hint of suspicion in the dashing scholar's tone.

Jueming Yijian shook his head slightly: "If you are an eighth-level ancient immortal, there will be someone to guide you no matter what, so you won't come to us to ask for directions."

Ling Chen didn't speak, and didn't even look at Fang Chen. Instead, he stood there waiting for the two of them.

The handsome scholar pointed towards a building not far away where people were coming and going, "That's the combat readiness hall over there. Newcomers will report there."

After saying that, the three of them ignored Fang Chen and walked straight out of the door.

Fang Chen saw the handsome scholar open a bronze door, and the three of them entered and disappeared.

"Sister, I'm not saying that it's best to be alone. It seems that these three people are familiar to the outside world."

Fang Chen withdrew his gaze and walked towards the building pointed by the handsome scholar just now.

I also met a lot of bronze ghost faces on the way.

With just this little effort, he should have seen no less than a hundred bronze ghost faces.

"It seems that Senior Sister is not telling the truth. There are probably many core members in Jueming Shrine who are Haechi."

Fang Chen made a calculation in his mind, if the Haechi monks here came from major and super first-line forces in the upper three realms.

Each force must have at least ten places.

During this period, when many bronze ghosts passing by looked at Fang Chen, their eyes would pause on him, and Fang Chen silently remembered their names.

Some names are quite out-of-the-box, even more majestic than his Beginningless Heavenly Lord.

For example, there is a man named Eternal Heavenly Emperor.

The guy was a bit short, probably only about 1.5 meters tall. He was wearing a loose robe. I don't know if he was a boy or a girl.

"Hey, one meter and five meters..."

Fang Chen paused suddenly and stared at that person thoughtfully for a while.

Not long after, he came to the war preparation hall.

A bronze puppet came over and asked Fang Chen what happened.

Knowing that Fang Chen was a new reporter, the bronze puppet took him to a quiet room in the combat preparation hall.

"The casting method of this puppet is also a bit strange. It is different from ordinary magic weapons. Its strength seems to be vaguely like a fairy."

Fang Chen thought for a moment, then suppressed his thoughts and glanced at the quiet room.

There was a huge table in the center of the quiet room, and a figure sat behind the table, quietly looking at Fang Chen.