Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

Everyone stared at the divine sword in the void. When it slowly fell and finally disappeared, the spiritual pressure lingering in their hearts faded away, and they couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

"This boy has been promoted to rank seven and is still making such a big fuss. It seems that his sword magic is indeed passed down by the old man."

Fang Canyou murmured in his heart.

A few breaths later, a figure came through the sky.

Everyone paid tribute:

"I've met Ancestor Chen."

The purity of Fang Chen's bloodline is there, he is a proper third generation ancestor.

Even if Fang Ding takes the first step to break the limit, he still has to call Ancestor Chen.

Fang Chen came to Fang Canyou, and after greeting them, his eyes fell on Langdao Chun.

When the other party just stopped at the door of the house, he had already noticed the presence of Langdaochun.

"I thought I would have to wait here for a while, but I didn't expect that I just waited until you were promoted. Now you are in the seventh-level realm?"

Langdaochun walked out of the martial arts arena, cupped his hands at Fang Chen and smiled.

"It's gone, it's gone."

Fang Canyou immediately waved his hand and pushed the wheelchair away.

Upon seeing this, the Fang Clan's magical powers all realized what was happening and left.

After a while, only Fang Chen, Wang Chongsong, and Langdao Chun were left in the huge martial arts arena.

The Fang clan is avoiding suspicion.

Langdao Chunxin can understand.

"Brother Lang is here, do you need any help?"

Fang Chen smiled.

"My half-saints were blocked by the Vajra clan's half-saints during their migration, and are now stuck in the Cangxia Mountains. If the negotiation fails, a saint will definitely come forward from the other side.

I hope Brother Fang can come forward and intercede, so that the King Kong Clan can be lenient and let us go. "

Corridor Chun said with a solemn expression.

"You want me to intercede? A seventh rank?"

Fang Chen looked strange.

"Brother Fang, don't belittle yourself. In the eyes of the saints, you are not just a seventh-level person. You are the most accomplished magical power among the weak clan in history.

As far as I know, in the years since the Battle of the Holy Tower, human saints have participated in several banquets, all hosted by saints from the top 100 powerful clans.

I don’t need to explain the reason why these human saints can be invited. Brother Fang should also understand. "

Corridor Chun Road:

"As long as Brother Fang is willing to come forward, without harming the interests of the human race, there is a high probability that the King Kong Clan will be afraid and choose to let go of my clan of gods."

"The Fang family is trying to avoid suspicion, but they won't stop you from doing this. Everything depends on you."

Wang Chongsong said from the side.

After a pause, he added:

"Although I think you shouldn't add insult to injury, you should also act within your ability. This matter will have some impact. As for whether it is a benefit or a disadvantage, I don't know yet."

Fang Chen nodded thoughtfully, and then glanced at Langdaochun.

Langdao Chun was hopeful. He looked calm, but he was slightly anxious in his heart.

If the person in front of him is unwilling to come forward, he really doesn't know where to move reinforcements.

He was unwilling to accept his own lineage and became a slave soldier of the Vajra clan.

"Brother Lang, if I come forward to help you this time, I don't need you to remember my favor, but I want you to remember that this favor comes from the human race. Do you agree?"

Fang Chen said suddenly.

Langdaochun was slightly startled, then nodded with a strange expression:

"I agree, but given my current situation, I can't return the favor for the time being."

"As long as you agree, you can lead the way."

Fang Chen said.

"I'm going to go there too. The Fang clan can't show their faces. I, a little Jiuzuan like me, will accompany you to prevent some blind people from messing around."

Wang Chongsong said.

Langdaochun breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but sigh:

"Brother Fang, I have remembered this favor."

"I felt like there were several battles happening here just now. Who was fighting whom?"

Fang Chen suddenly asked out of curiosity.

Wang Chongsong touched his nose:

"Brother Lang is indeed very strong. I lost more than ten games in a row to him, and then he had a fight with Fang Ding, and the limit was broken like this..."

"No wonder..."

Fang Chen just felt that Langdao Chun's aura was different from the last time he saw him. It turned out that the limit was broken during the battle.

This may be the talent of the Gods.

"Actually, I look forward to the day when Brother Fang can be at the same level as me. Then I will have a match with Brother Fang, which will definitely be very exciting."

Langdaochun looked at Fang Chen expectantly.

"There will be opportunities in the future. Now let's go to the Cangxia Mountains."

Fang Chen smiled.

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The Cangxia Mountains are shrouded in colorful clouds all year round. The reason is that there is a five-color mineral in the Cangxia Mountains.

For the Vajra clan, this mineral can increase their physical strength and indirectly enhance their magical powers.

Therefore, since the emergence of the Vajra Clan, the Cangxia Mountains have been the territory of the Vajra Clan.

In other words, there are very few unclaimed lands in the divine realm.

If the Gods want to migrate, they always have to pass through the territory of each tribe.

But this time, a group of gods were stopped in the Cangxia Mountains.

It was so vast that at a glance, there were about 100,000 people.

There are newborns from the God Clan, and there are also young adults from the God Clan.

An old man from the God Clan who looked very old was standing in front of him, facing off against a Half-Saint from the Vajra Clan.

The people standing around the old man of the God Clan are all the elites of this God Clan bloodline.

There was still a bit of the arrogance of the gods on their faces, but in their eyes there was a hint of helplessness and dissatisfaction with the changes in the world.

"Ban Sheng Du, it's been so long. The gods you sent out to bring in reinforcements range from 100 to 80, but they still haven't replied. You should know...

Nowadays, the God Clan is no better than it was back then, so taking shelter from our Vajra Clan is the right way. "

Yan Haoran, the Half-Saint of the Vajra Clan, smiled.

Among the magical powers of the Vajra clan behind him, many contestants who participated in the Battle of the Holy Tower can be vaguely seen.

Such as Yan Chen, Yan Meier and others.

"Yan Haoran, although our God Clan is in a state of decline now, there are many people who have fallen down and chosen to become slaves of powerful clans, but my lineage is unwilling to do so.

We would rather leave the Divine Realm and not participate in the disputes in the Divine Realm. Even if we may be reduced to not even being a semi-saint in the future, we will not regret it. "

Du Bansheng sighed softly:

"Remembering that you and I had crossed paths once before, could you be kind enough to allow us to pass by?"

The divine supernatural beings clenched their fists one after another.

Little did they know that Half-Sage Du would definitely beat the crap out of Yan Haoran in front of them if he made a move.

But they can't.

Because the opponent has a saint as a backer, and the Gods are now just a group of exiles. Without the saint, they will lose the protection of the Qingming Supreme Alliance.

"actually……"

Yan Haoran suddenly softened his tone a bit:

"It's not that I don't care about my old relationship, but I have an order from above and I have to follow it. Or... you can keep Lang Yu'er and marry a descendant of my clan, and I will go out of my way to make a way for you. How about the convenient way?"

Hearing this, the God Clan magical user immediately became furious, and his eyes subconsciously fell on a petite God Clan girl.

This is the biological sister of Daochun, the first corridor of the ninth rank of Dragon Saint City in the Battle of the Holy Tower.

The other party’s purpose is clearly to covet the blood of the God Clan!