Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

As the clouds and mist emerged, another strong combined force of spiritual pressure came towards Dragon Burial City.

However, this spiritual pressure was resolved one by one by Fang Qianxue and several members of the Fang Clan.

Everyone can see clearly.

This is a show of force.

The other party does not use spiritual pressure to achieve any results, but just to express his attitude.

"Old Wang, what is the origin of these two families?"

Fang Chen glanced at Wang Chongsong.

"These two families...it's strange that they come to join in the fun."

Wang Chongsong looked strange and said:

"They are just a semi-saint family."

"Half Saint Family?"

"Yes, but among all the semi-saint families, the qualifications are second only to mine, the Wang family, and some of our ancestors have become saints."

Wang Chongsong said.

At this moment, a slightly mocking voice came from the two newly arrived clouds:

"Wang Zhenlong, as the most senior semi-saint family, your Wang family, how come you are so eager to flatter a junior member of the Fang family?

Counting ten thousand years forward, what is this Fang clan? Even worse than a small insect, you are not ashamed. "

Everyone was slightly shocked, but they didn't expect that the other party didn't directly target the Fang family, but instead scolded the Wang family first.

"I asked who had such a bad mouth, and it turned out to be Old Ghost Xu."

Wang Zhenlong sneered.

Everyone saw a figure slowly walking out of the clouds and mist. It was an old man who looked very old. His face was full of wrinkles and drooping, and there were not a few hairs left on his head, which was very sparse.

Even that look in his eyes looked very cloudy.

But no one dares to underestimate this person. This person is the famous third step of breaking the limit in the land of Mingxu!

Because of his ruthless attacks and his treatment of human beings, the limit-breaking strongmen in the land of Nether Ruins would either call him Senior Xu or Old Ghost Xu.

As for his real name, few people know it.

Old ghost Xu squinted his eyes, stared at Wang Zhenlong lifelessly, and suddenly laughed in a low voice:

"The Wang family is nothing more than this. With this decline, I don't think anyone will become a saint in the future. If not, how can they serve as lackeys for a junior clan."

There were many magical practitioners of the Wang family present in Dragon Burial City at the moment, and they all became furious upon hearing this.

However, Wang Zhenlong was not angry at all, and just said calmly:

"It's useless to sow discord. Are you here to watch the ceremony today, or are you here to cause trouble? Aren't you afraid of the liquidation afterwards? I see that your Xu family has been surviving for so many years, and Xu Bansheng has no chance to become a saint. Why not learn from my Wang family?"

"hehe."

Old Ghost Xu laughed and said, "There is no need to imitate the Wang family. I am here to observe the ceremony today. I want to see how Fang Bansheng becomes a saint."

"What Old Ghost Xu said is absolutely true. We are just here to observe the ceremony today. We are no different from fellow Taoist Yunqi. You should ignore me and others."

From another cloud, a middle-aged man wearing a Taoist robe slowly walked out.

"The Xu family is ignorant, and why is Brother Shentu ignorant? Your Shentu family has never had anything to do with the Fang family. Why are you here today?"

The one who spoke was a PoLi from the Master family, and he seemed to have some friendship with this Shentu PoLi.

"What does it mean to be sensible but not sensible? It's just seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune."

The other party chuckled and stopped talking.

Fang Qianxue saw this and said calmly:

"Don't worry, if they want to see it, let them see it."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

In less than an hour, hundreds more clouds appeared one after another.

On these clouds are people from various semi-saint families.

In addition to them, there were also some Semi-Saint families who boarded the Chaoxian Tower, clearly showing their attitude of siding with the Fang Clan.

However, from beginning to end, except for the Wandao Alliance and the Jinyang Alliance, the other seven alliances have never appeared.

This makes many people feel excited.

If these holy alliances don't show up, they won't be able to determine the attitude of these holy alliances.

"These Semi-Saint families seem to have bad attitudes toward each other, and they came here with malicious intent."

Fang Chen quietly looked at the scene in the void.

With Dragon Burial City as the center, tens of thousands of figures stood on the mountainous clouds and mists in all directions.

It was like heavenly soldiers and generals, seemingly surrounding Dragon Burial City.

"If we really take action, it is impossible for each family to send only a few hundred people. The number will be increased at least ten times, that is... hundreds of thousands of magical users, and there will be thousands just to break the limit.

If the half-saint behind them comes forward again, or even the saint behind the Jinyang Alliance comes forward.

What can the Fang family do to resist? In the hands of a semi-saint, can the Eighteen Luo Heavenly Prison Tower really be able to contend with such a situation? "

Thinking of this, Fang Chen suddenly felt that the air around him became a little cold.

A cold wind blew across his skin, making the hairs stand on end!

"Snowing."

Some people looked up into the void with solemn eyes.

In the void, there were indeed pieces of snowflakes falling.

With the appearance of these snowflakes, the surrounding temperature becomes very cold and biting.

As if in just an instant, the land outside Dragon Burial City was covered in white snow.

Even the magical power users of the third level of Foundation Establishment can't bear the coldness at this moment.

"The Luo Xuemeng is here, and it's at least a semi-saint! It seems like the Luo Xuemeng really hates your Fang family..."

Wang Chongsong said with a wry smile while surging his immortal energy to protect himself from the cold.

Before Fang Bansheng appeared, all those coming from all sides were only strong ones who could break the limit, and the strongest could only break the limit by three steps.

Now, it is very likely that the Luo Snow League will directly descend upon a Half-Saint, which represents the Luo Snow League’s very determined attitude.

as expected.

In the void not far from the Jinyang Alliance, a whiter cloud slowly emerged, with hundreds of figures standing on it.

They were uniformly dressed in white robes, and in the middle guarded a woman with skin as good as snow.

"Which Half-Saint from the Luo Snow League is this!?"

All parties in Chaoxian Tower looked at each other in disbelief.

The limit-breaking three-step sent by the Ten Thousand Dao Alliance said with a solemn expression:

"She should be the adopted daughter of Saint Luo Xue, Half Saint Burying Snow."

"Buried Snow Semi-Saint!?"

Everyone's eyes showed a look of surprise, and they subconsciously looked at Fang Qianxue.

Because the origin of this Snow Burial Half-Saint is somewhat special.

Just because his surname is not Luo, but Fang.

"Sister, long time no see."

Snow Burial Semi-Saint slowly raised his jade-white palm, caught a few snowflakes from the air, and said calmly.

Fang Qianxue's face was ashen and she said coldly:

"What are you doing here!?"

"Oh? Bansheng Fang wants to become a saint. Everyone can come, why can't I come?"

Semi-Saint Zhanxue smiled, "I also want to see if our uncle can really become a saint today."

There are many young people of the Fang clan who don't know the hidden secrets.

When they heard the strange conversation between Half-Saint Zangxue and Fang Qianxue, they all looked shocked.

"Are these two sisters?"

Fang Chen also looked stunned.

He never expected that there would be a Fang clan member in the Luoxue League, and that the other party had already been promoted to the semi-saint realm.

In this way, the grievances between the Luo Xuemeng and the Fang Clan are probably not simply related to the Eighteen Luo Heavenly Prison Tower!

"Old Fang, given your status, you don't even know this secret?"

Wang Chongsong was a little surprised.