Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

It’s a done deal!

All parties could only watch silently as Fang Bansheng embarked on the road to sainthood.

The limit-breaking strong man in the clouds and mist from all directions had a face as pale as dirt.

"Hahaha, if the old man becomes a saint, our clan will prosper."

Fang Canyou laughed.

The Wang family, Shi family and other strong limit-breakers also had smiles on their faces.

By this time, everyone knew that they made the right choice.

Although the Fang family was wanted by the Luo Xuemeng, the other saints still understood the truth and sensed the Yan clan's plan.

Unknowingly, there were many more figures on the Chaoxian Tower.

These figures appeared quietly. When someone noticed their presence, they only showed surprise and then turned into respectful expressions without saying anything to disturb them.

"These are the semi-saints of all parties, who finally showed up when the overall situation was decided."

Fang Chen's expression moved slightly.

At this moment, Dragon Burial City, Chao Xian Tower, clouds and mist from all directions, and countless eyes all fell on Fang Bansheng.

Under the spotlight, he steadily moved towards the holy throne.

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The three Jinyang Saints retreated for more than ten miles because they could not resist the spiritual pressure of the Ten Thousand Dao Saints and others.

"I said... Why are you Yan tribe so eager to give us gifts?"

Saint Jinyang glanced at Saint Chiyan, with a hint of resentment in his eyes.

"It's you, the saints of the human race, who judge a gentleman's heart with a villain's heart. You can obviously add another saint but don't want to, and you still find all kinds of reasons. It's a joke."

The Red Flame Saint said coldly. His eyes had been locked on Fang Lie, but at this moment, there was nothing he could do to prevent him from ascending to the holy position.

"Hey, some people said that my brain is not good enough. Now it seems that it is true. I am being fooled by you."

Saint Jin Yang smiled and suddenly glanced at Saint Luo Xue:

"You've always had a good mind, do you already know the impact this matter will have?

Did they also promise you greater benefits, so that you would cooperate with the Yan Clan at the cost of destroying the foundation of the human race? "

"You misunderstood. I just thought of this."

Saint Luoxue said calmly: "Before this, like you, I thought that this move would be of great benefit to the human race.

Now it seems that there is no such thing as a free lunch. "

"Is it."

The Jinyang Saint was noncommittal.

But fortunately, both of them are saints, so even if they are slightly influenced by the Yan clan, it will not hurt them.

At most, a few criticisms would not hurt the hair of two people.

The only thing he needs to worry about is dealing with Fang Lie after becoming a saint.

"It will take some time for Fang Lie to become a saint and stabilize his cultivation. However, I have been a saint for much longer than him. Even if he comes to me, I can easily fight him off."

Thinking of this, Saint Jin Yang quietly watched Fang Lie's process of becoming a saint and had no intention of stopping him.

One month has passed in a blink of an eye.

During this month, everyone witnessed Fang Lie's aura rising from low to high.

When the aura reaches a peak, it seems that suddenly, everyone can no longer see Fang Lie.

The white light on Fang Lie's body has quietly dimmed, and he is still standing in the void, but no one can perceive his existence except that they can see him with their eyes.

Even the many semi-saints present were like this, with a hint of wonder in their eyes.

"It's done, it must be done!"

"We have one more saint in our human race!"

The atmosphere in Dragon Burial City became a little boiling, and countless people looked at the scene in front of them excitedly.

They were lucky enough to witness the birth of a saint, which was considered a very lucky few in the history of the human race.

Fang Lie's sanctification process this time will also be of great help to their future practice.

"The old man is done."

Fang Canyou smiled all over his face.

Fang Cangyue also showed a smile and looked at the figure in the sky.

The Fang clan, from Limit Breaking to Foundation Establishment, are all cheering for this.

The half-saints from all sides who stood on the side of the Fang Clan had nothing but envy in their eyes.

For them, sanctification seems to be only half a step away, but this half step is a chasm that may take a lifetime to cross.

"Now that I am a saint, I will take your sacrificial swords."

Fang Lie suddenly opened his eyes.

At this moment, all the magical practitioners in the clouds and mist in all directions felt inexplicable palpitations, as if death was about to come.

Someone exclaimed: "Since you have become a saint, why do you still attack us juniors!"

"We are also the future of humanity!"

Fang Lie ignored it and just waved his sword indifferently.

The terrifying sword intent swept across the world.

One after another sword light swept across the eight wastelands!

To ordinary people, the statue in the cloud and mist was as powerful as an immortal being. Under the light of these swords, they all let out pitiful howls.

This world is like a picture scroll, with immortal blood pouring like ink, painting the fishy Shura scene in front of you!

Fang Chen looked at this scene, as if lightning flashed in his mind, splitting open his memories that had been buried for many years.

"This is... the Seventh Sword of the Eight Desolate Immortals-Suppressing Supreme Sword Scripture? Or is it the combination of seven swords: the Immortal-Suppressing Style?"

Fang Chen murmured in his heart.

When he obtained the Eight Desolations' Immortal-Suppressing Supreme Sword Sutra from Xiaojian, he had seen a scene similar to this one.

At that time, his cultivation level was too low, and he could only feel the powerful aura of the figures in the clouds and mist in all directions, peerless, like heaven and earth banishing immortals!

Looking back now, his feeling was not wrong!

Among those who died under Fang Lie's sword were Po limit and Nine-turn Immortal!

This kind of realm can be called peerless in the Nine Realms Period!

But he never expected to see this scene at this time.

"I should have thought of it earlier. The main reason is that the old man really looks different from the Nine Realms period.

Since the little sword was arranged by the old man for me to obtain it unintentionally, this Eight Desolate Suppressing Immortal Supreme Sword Scripture should also be the magical power that the old man realized during the Mingxu period..."

Fang Chen sighed in his heart and concentrated on watching the subsequent development.

At first, he only saw the first half before being awakened, and had no idea what happened next.

At that time, Saint Jinyang had also reacted. When he and Saint Luo Xue saw the Golden Crow Half Saint, Burying Snow Half Saint, and those breaking the limits of the Jinyang Alliance and Luo Xue Alliance, they immediately He yelled and pressed towards Fang Lie.

But Fang Lie just looked at them indifferently, and then a sword force struck at the two saints.

Both saints felt palpitations at this moment!

The two of them didn't dare to stay for a long time. With a wave of their sleeves and robes, they wrapped themselves up and disappeared into the void in an instant, invisible!

When the Red Flame Saint saw this scene, he immediately cursed secretly and ran away very decisively, not daring to stay any longer.

As a result, the remaining guys will be miserable.

The Saint of Ten Thousand Daos and the Saint of Wangqing looked at each other and wanted to speak out to persuade them, but when they noticed that the curtain suddenly disappeared, they immediately understood the thoughts of the five people and kept silent.

Some nine-turn deaths and some breaking limits will not affect the true heritage of the human race.

On the contrary, this battle can serve as a wake-up call to the human race in the world!

"It's unbelievable... Fang Sheng has just achieved the holy status... and he forced Sage Jinyang and Sage Luo Xue away with one sword. What kind of magical power is this!"

Wang Chongsong murmured.

This time he didn't send a message, and everyone in Chaoxian Tower heard it.

Fang Chen said: "This is the magical power of the sword."

"Sword magical power... maybe I should take this path too."

Wang Chongsong murmured.

Fang Chen was startled for a moment, glanced at him, and then at the Nine Transformation Realm, Limit Breaking Realm, and Semi-Saints present.

Everyone was shocked by Fang Lie's sword, showing some yearning for the magical power of the sword.

"Is this when Lao Wang started to like practicing swordsmanship?"

Fang Chen was thoughtful.