Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

Outside the Holy Tower, there is a stone tablet with the name of everyone who enters the Holy Tower. Behind the name, there is a time record.

The number one person now is still Fang Han, who has been in the Holy Tower for forty-three years.

The second-ranked person only stayed for twenty-four years, leaving a big gap between him and him.

Later, the difference is not so obvious.

There are twenty-three years, twenty-one years, eighteen years, and fifteen years.

Fang Chen's name is hidden at the bottom, and the time behind it is ten years.

This achievement is not outstanding. Occasionally, when tribesmen pass by, they will stop for a moment in front of the stone tablet and then have a discussion.

Most of the targets they discussed were Fang Han.

Only a few people would find Fang Chen's name and find out how many years he had been in the Holy Tower.

After all, the origin of this ancestor Fang Chen is very special. It can only be confirmed that his bloodline is very pure, but his strength is far from the thirteen limit-breaking ancestors.

Not even as good as some young Fang clan members.

"Ancestor Fang Chen has been in there for ten years this time, which is more than four years longer than the last time. Maybe he has made a breakthrough inside."

A clansman with a cultivation level in the fifth realm sighed with a look on his face.

"When my current state reaches perfection, I will pay a fee and try to see if I can break through."

Some people secretly clenched their fists.

At this time, Fang Ding and several other people on the same level walked slowly.

They happened to be passing by here, so they came over to take a look.

When the people of the Fang clan near the stone monument saw this, they all bowed their hands and saluted.

"Fang Ding, this ancestor Chen should have made a breakthrough. Otherwise, if he can stay for ten years, he is considered not weak."

The person who spoke was also one of the first Nine Rankers to arrive when Fang Chen was testing his bloodline.

"If we can break through, that would be great."

Fang Ding glanced at the words on the stone tablet: Fang Chen, ten years.

In ten years, logically speaking, he should have broken through. If he had stayed in the same realm for so long, how many strange beasts would have been killed? I'm afraid that I won't even have time to recover, and I'll be killed by the alien beasts and eliminated by the Holy Tower.

"By the way, is there any news about Taichu True Breast?"

Fang Ding asked casually.

"I've asked around, and no one in the land of Mingxu has heard of Taichu True Breast."

"That's true, I haven't heard of it either, but this is what Patriarch Chen asked me to do. If I don't do it well, it won't be easy to explain."

Fang Ding frowned slightly.

"but……"

There was a faint smile in the other person's eyes.

"But what!?"

Fang Ding's expression changed, and he laughed and cursed directly:

"Speak directly if you have something to say, why bother trying to get away with it?"

"Why are you so anxious? I got a piece of news that one of the slaves of the Flame Clan, a group of guys who call themselves the Demon Clan, may have this thing in their hands."

"Oh? The demon clan... they are the slave soldiers of the Yan clan. If we want to buy this thing from them, I'm afraid it won't be that easy."

Fang Ding looked a little solemn, but also murmured curiously:

"How come the elixir that Ancestor Chen is looking for is in the hands of the demon clan..."

"I've inquired about it, and the demon clan's practice method is different from ours. Their ancestors have never been exposed to the holy scriptures, so they have their own system, but the upper limit is too low, and there is no limit."

The man laughed and said, his eyes full of gloating:

“This Absolute Prime True Milk is a certain kind of elixir that the demon clan needs to take during their practice.

This is mainly because they did not rely on the Foundation Establishment Fist to practice before. During the practice, there will be many defects that need these elixirs to make up for. "

After a pause, "Now they have become the slave soldiers of the Yan tribe, and they have initially come into contact with the Foundation Establishment Fist. Except for a few demon tribes, they have rarely used Taichu True Milk, so it is not too difficult for us to buy it." It’s big enough to provide enough benefits.”

Speaking of this, several people were a little curious:

"Did you ask Ancestor Chen what he used this elixir for?"

They never thought that Fang Chen's cultivation path would be different from theirs, so they directly rejected the speculation that Fang Chen would use this thing to advance, but thought it had other uses.

"I don't dare to ask questions. Ancestor Chen is most likely a third-generation ancestor. His current decline in cultivation and lack of memory may be due to a fierce battle.

If I ask randomly, Ancestor Chen will think that I don't respect him enough.

One day he returns to the limit-breaking realm, and I am not allowed to be liquidated? "

Fang Ding smiled and said, "Don't ask any more questions. Just get this thing. How long will it take?"

"That's not certain."

"Try to hurry up and get it before the temple's birthday. I owe you a favor."

"Okay, this is what you said, then I can use some strength!"

Several people chatted and turned around to leave, gradually drifting away.

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Holy Tower.

Another group of strange beasts were turned into charcoal by Fang Chen's blue thunder, and disappeared into ashes.

Just after killing them, the immortal energy in Fang Chen's body had also bottomed out and was recovering at an extremely fast speed.

This is his tenth year at Holy Tower.

Starting from the seventh year, the strength of the alien beasts has obviously increased faster and faster.

Any one of the tenth-year beasts is capable of killing an ordinary core of the Jueming Shrine one-on-one.

If he were in the outside world, facing a group of twenty or thirty strange beasts, Fang Chen wouldn't feel much pressure.

But inside, his immortal energy is being consumed at an extremely fast rate every moment.

Even he gradually felt the difficulty. After a wave of cleaning, the immortal essence was about to bottom out.

“These strange beasts now should not be as good as Li Shanzi, Ji Sheng and the like.

If the two beasts attack at the same time, they can kill Li Shanzi. "

"In a few years, maybe the alien beasts will reach their level, and in a few years, they will reach the level of Lao Wu Lao San."

"At that time, it will be like I have to face dozens of people who are at the same level as me at the same time."

"If you reach the level of Senior Sister..."

There was a hint of expectation in Fang Chen's eyes, and he also wanted to know what it would be like to face dozens of Xie Aman whose cultivation levels were comparable to his own.

He even wants to know, after this, will the Holy Tower send out beasts from the Sixth Transformation Realm?

"Perhaps this holy tower exists according to a certain principle. If the sixth rank is sent out after that, it can prove the limit of the fifth rank realm of the human race in the Mingxu period."

Thinking of this, Fang Chen felt that the immortal energy in his body had recovered and continued on his way.

Eleventh year.

The alien beasts have reached the level where they can kill Li Shanzi and Ji Sheng one on one.

By this time, a normal supernatural power user would have a high probability of stimulating the powers of the nine horizontal bones, breaking through the realm, and advancing to the sixth level.

Otherwise, the fate waiting for him is to be eliminated from the Holy Tower.

In the twelfth year, the strength of the alien beasts increased slowly.

Thirteen years, fourteen years, fifteen years...

Fang Chen was galloping in the air, the immortal energy in his body was consumed very quickly, and a large group of strange beasts were chasing him behind him.

The strength of this group of strange beasts, even in one-on-one situations, is not weaker than that of Xie Aman at the same time.

At this moment, the power of the blue thunder fell on these strange beasts, and it no longer seemed to have much power.

Fang Chen saw the right moment, raised his hand and made a sword strike.

The sixth sword of the Bahuang Immortal-Suppressing Supreme Sword Sutra!

A strange beast was struck by a sword and died immediately.

But this sword really caused the immortal energy in Fang Chen's body to drop significantly.

"If you keep running like this, you will lose..."

Fang Chen suddenly paused and stopped running away. He turned around and looked at these ferocious beasts. His gray-white pupils seemed to have a flash of light.