Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

Facing the ridicule of the Saint from the Shadow Clan, the Saint from the Southern God Clan remained silent and stared at Fang Chen in the battle of the Holy Tower.

How similar are those three heads and six arms to the Southern God Clan?

But the other party clearly used a kind of magical power, rather than being born with three heads and six arms like the Southern Gods.

"There are indeed many wonders in the world."

The saint from the God Clan sighed: "First the Shadow Bodhisattva's technique, and then the three heads and six arms. Either someone created such a magical power based on the inspiration of the Southern God Clan, or it was the number of heaven."

After saying this, he suddenly chuckled and said to the saint of the Southern God Clan:

"This little guy has some talent, and he has three heads and six arms. Otherwise, you should accept him as your adopted son. With his current performance, he is more than enough to be your adopted son."

"What nonsense are you talking about? The Nanshen Clan is the Nanshen Clan. Even if weak tribes try to imitate them, they are just similar in form but not in spirit."

The faint way of the Saint of the Southern God Clan.

At this moment, Long Sheng's expression suddenly changed and he waved his hand gently.

I saw several rays of light disappear in a flash, and figures appeared one after another in front of the saints.

Their appearance drew the saints' attention away from Fang Chen.

After all, Fang Chen is only a weak member of the sixth rank, but the six in front of him are different.

Not only are they number one in each realm, but they are all from the God Clan.

Maybe there will be a chance to be on an equal footing with saints like them in the future.

The six gods with supernatural powers who appeared inexplicably here did not panic, but calmly and calmly saluted the Dragon Saint in unison.

Fang Lie and others' eyes also fell on these six people.

Each one's aura has been polished to the extreme level of roundness, and they are among the best at the same level.

From the third step of breaking the limit to the seventh step, the six figures represent the first of these six realms.

At least in the Dragon Saint City area, their strength is enough to be recognized.

Many saints had a flash of envy in their eyes.

On the surface, they are not convinced by the Gods. Everyone wants to compete with the Gods, otherwise the Southern Gods will not make a bet with the Gods.

But they knew clearly in their hearts that the gap between various races and the Gods was far greater than they imagined.

Like the six geniuses in front of me, each tribe may not be able to produce one in ten thousand years, but the God Clan only has so many of them.

"You are so happy to have won the first place in the Holy Tower Battle this time."

Long Sheng smiled and said: "Maybe in a few years, some of you will become my colleagues."

The six gods with magical powers didn't even dare to do it.

"No need to be too modest, let us old guys continue to watch the game here.

When the other realms are ranked first, they will be rewarded together. "

Long Sheng smiled lightly.

The six gods with magical powers bowed again, then walked to the saints of the gods and looked down curiously.

From here, you can see the Battle of the Holy Tower at a glance.

"That Nan Shen Clan is quite powerful. How can he suppress so many people of the same level?"

Langdaochun suddenly whispered to himself.

These words could not help but make the divine saint laugh out loud.

Langdaochun didn't know what happened, and looked at the divine saint in confusion:

"Third uncle, what's wrong?"

The Saint of the God Clan glanced at the three slightly livid faces of the Saint of the Southern God Clan, and then said with a smile:

"You are wrong. That person is not the Southern God Clan, but the Human Clan."

"Human race? What is it?"

Langdaochun was a little surprised.

The remaining No. 1s of the same rank also looked curious, looking downwards and seeing some clues.

They looked at the rest of the battlefield, and all the gods with magical powers had the power to crush them. Only the six-turn battlefield where the 'Three Heads and Six Arms' was, actually had several gods suppressed by him.

This made their expressions change slightly, and their eyes subconsciously fell on Dai Congyun.

"Why doesn't Dai Congyun take action?"

A No. 1 of the same rank frowned.

"Dai Congyun is arrogant by nature, and he may not want to join the siege with others."

The protoss who achieved the first rank in the seventh rank said softly.

"Third uncle, please tell me, what kind of ethnic group is the human race? Why have I never heard of it? Not even one of the top 100 powerful tribes, right? How can you stay until this moment?"

Langdaochun approached the divine saint with a flattering look on his face.

"Before this time, I had never heard of the human race."

The divine saint smiled lightly and said: "But the fact that this son can achieve such achievements has nothing to do with what ethnic group he belongs to.

No matter how weak the ethnic group is, it is possible for a 'king' to be born, but this will not change anything. At most, he can make the ethnic group a little stronger during his reign. "

"That's it..."

Langdaochun nodded slightly.

He also understands this truth.

Even if the Gods do not participate in the Holy Tower War now, or their results in the Holy Tower War are not good.

The Gods are still the Gods, and their heritage is so strong that no other ethnic group can replace them.

"That kid can't hold on anymore. No matter how strong he is, he can't withstand the siege of dozens of people of the same level. What's more, these are all magical users from the twelve powerful clans."

The saint of the Jin Jing Tribe suddenly laughed.

The saints' attention instantly returned to Fang Chen.

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Fang Chen used the three-headed and six-armed technique to catch a group of supernatural beings off guard before they could react.

He successively killed several magical users of the same level, but after the remaining magical users reacted, they all attacked in groups.

These supernatural beings are placed in the Nine Domains, and all of them are able to transcend levels and fight to the seventh level, making them the best among the same level.

Now that the two sides have joined forces, Fang Chen has chosen to fight head-on again, and he does feel a bit of pressure.

But from beginning to end, he never drew his sword.

Faced with this situation, only the Seventh Sword of the Eight Desolate Immortal Suppressing Supremacy Sword Sutra has the possibility of turning it around.

However, this sword requires a lifespan, which in Fang Chen's opinion is unnecessary.

Gradually, the immortal energy in Fang Chen's body bottomed out.

Just when everyone thought he was about to be unable to hold on any longer, the immortal energy in Fang Chen's body recovered at an extremely fast speed.

This scene surprised many saints who thought he was about to lose.

Seeing the supernatural beings of all races dying one after another, these saints would be lying if they said they didn't feel sad.

Every time a supernatural power user dies, it will provide talents to the Soul Clan.

Not long after, a saint finally spoke.

The supernatural beings who were besieging Fang Chen stopped one after another.

"There is no point in fighting like this. It seems that you must strive for the first place in the sixth rotation, so we will give you a chance.

You just sit aside and watch the battle. After we decide the winner here, you can take action and strive for first place. "

A strange snake clan magical user looked at Fang Chen and said solemnly.

"Then I won't be polite."

Fang Chen smiled and slowly retreated several miles away.

The magical power users of all races felt quite helpless. They never thought that one day they would be forced into such an embarrassing situation by the weak ones.

"From now on, everyone is considered one of our own. Don't fight to the death. Just fight with your magical powers. Whoever is stronger will stay. The loser will admit defeat and leave. Is there any problem?"

"Just leave it like that."

This group of supernatural beings quickly reached a consensus.

Next, the fighting between them became more elegant. They did not fight to the death or take human lives. The losers stepped aside voluntarily and waited for the time to come before they would admit defeat and leave.