Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

In Fang Chen's eyes, the moment he saw Lang Yu'er, it was like seeing the Jade Fairy.

But her demeanor is not that of the early Jade Fairy.

It's more like the Jade Fairy who was implanted with the demon fetus of the Reversing Immortal.

He glanced at Wang Chongsong and already understood that Lao Wang had some special meaning when he said the identity of the Jade Fairy.

"Old Fang, there's something wrong with the way you look at Brother Lang's sister."

Wang Chongsong noticed something and whispered:

"Humans can only intermarry with human beings, and intermarriage with other races is fruitless."

Fang Chen was too lazy to pay attention to him, because Yan Haoran, a half-saint of the Diamond Clan, had already spoken.

He looked at Fang Chen with a calm look in his eyes:

"Human Fang Chen, your fame has spread throughout many realms in the God's Domain over the years. It's just a matter between the Vajra Clan and the God Clan. I'm afraid the Human Race is not qualified to intervene, right?"

"Senior has misunderstood. I am not here to represent the human race."

Fang Chen cupped his hands and smiled.

Yan Haoran didn't get the handle on Fang Chen, so he could only continue to ask:

"That is?"

"Only speaking for myself."

Fang Chen said: "Brother Lang and I have some friendship in the Holy Tower. He came to visit this time and hopes that I can come forward to ask for a favor so that you can lend them a passage."

"It's a joke, even if you are number one at your level, you are still just a junior in front of Bansheng Yan.

Not to mention that the human race behind you is extremely weak and was once just a slave soldier of the Yan Clan. The Yan Clan still relies on our Vajra Clan to survive. What qualifications do you have to plead for mercy? "

Yan Meier suddenly sneered.

The young people of the Vajra tribe reacted one after another and spoke in agreement.

Yan Haoran didn't say anything, but looked at Fang Chen with a half-smile:

"What do you think these juniors say?"

"So they are just juniors and don't understand the truth. The seniors are different. Of course they know the reason why Brother Lang came to invite me."

Fang Chen smiled and said:

"I told you before I came here that the Vajra Clan may not give me such a small favor, so whether it succeeds or not, I'm just here for this trip. Everything depends on the Vajra Clan's wishes."

Yan Haoran fell silent for a moment, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

Seeing this, Half-Sage Du suddenly sighed softly:

"The Gods were robbed, and they experienced the warmth and coldness of the world. I never thought that my little brother would be born in this way, but he is willing to stand up and speak out. I admire him."

The eyes of the Divine Clan's magical user looking at Fang Chen instantly became extremely soft.

Anyone who dares to stand up and intercede for the Gods at this time cannot have any interests involved.

Thinking about the ups and downs along the way, they felt more and more that the person in front of them was so close.

"The seniors are unwilling to betray the younger members of the same clan to seek a way out, and the younger generation also admires him."

Fang Chen handed over his hand.

Half Saint Du was startled for a moment, then nodded gently with a smile on his face and said nothing more.

Seeing that Yan Haoran was still deep in thought, Yan Meier couldn't help but want to speak again, but was blocked by Yan Chen.

"Little sister, although the person in front of me comes from a weak clan, his status has changed since he achieved the first place in his class.

Maybe the human race is still not taken seriously by the powerful tribe, but that doesn't mean that he is not taken seriously by the powerful tribe. "

Yan Chen’s voice message reminded:

"Stop talking and let the half-saint make the decision."

"Brother, what do you mean?"

Yan Meier was still a little confused.

"Just now Yan Bansheng wanted this person to say the wrong thing. If this person admits that the human race is standing for the Gods this time, then we will not give him any face. After all, who are the human races?

But this person did not come on behalf of the human race. From beginning to end, he only said that he represented himself. "

Yan Chen sighed.

"He said he represents himself, so does he represent himself?"

Yan Meier said blankly.

"Yes, if he says he represents himself, then he represents himself.

Don’t forget, there are still many beings who want to help the Gods, but they just can’t come forward.

Now that he has such an excellent excuse, these beings can use it to take action indirectly.

Naturally, we don't believe that he only represents himself. If the human saint doesn't let him come, how can he have a chance to get here?

But those who want to help the gods will choose to 'believe' in him.

As long as they believe it, the human race will naturally stay out of it.

Personal grudges can be bullied by superiors and subordinates as long as they are within the allowed scope, and the Qingming Supreme Alliance will turn a blind eye. "

Yan Chen reluctantly said:

"If there is someone who uses this son's hand to deal with our Vajra clan, maybe Bansheng Yan's life will be filled in...

In addition, this son himself cannot be underestimated. If he becomes a disciple of a powerful saint in the future, he alone will be able to make our lineage difficult. "

"..."

Yan Meier shut her mouth completely.

If Yan Chen hadn't told her this, she wouldn't have been able to figure out the 'role' of the person in front of her here for a while.

"If I don't give you this face, some senior will probably come forward and say that he is your elder, and then vent his anger on your behalf."

Yan Haoran, who had been silent for a long time, spoke slowly, with a hint of helplessness in his tone.

"I don't know that."

Fang Chen shook his head gently.

He really didn't know very well, but he had some inferences.

In the void, the magnificent interior portal was gradually dissipating, and eventually disappeared without a trace.

Seeing this scene, both the God Clan and the Vajra Clan have understood that the Vajra Clan Saint will not take action again.

"Okay, I'll give you this face, but I also have a request."

Yan Haoran narrowed his eyes slightly and looked Fang Chen up and down:

"Your aura now is at level seven. Compared to decades ago, you have reached a higher level, right?"

"Um."

Fang Chen nodded.

"Well, among my juniors, there is also a seventh-level one. He was in retreat at the critical moment last time, so he missed the battle of the Holy Tower.

As for this junior, I think he also has a certain chance of breaking into the top 100. "

A deep laughter suddenly came from the Protoss side, full of disdain and contempt.

The expressions of the Vajra Clan's magical users darkened, but their attitudes could not stop the God Clan from scoffing at this moment.

"Don't believe it, the human race can produce a Fang Chen, and our Vajra race can also produce a Yan official."

Yan Haoran said lightly.

From the crowd behind him, a young King Kong clan member slowly walked out. He stood next to Yan Haoran, his eyes fixed on Fang Chen.

"Originally, if the God Clan was willing to marry with our clan, that God Clan woman would marry my son Yan Li."

Yan Haoran had a look of pity on his face:

"It seems that we are going to miss this happy event. However, if my son Yanli can compete with the former No. 1 in the same level of the Holy Tower, it will be a rare opportunity."

He looked at Fang Chen and smiled:

"As long as you can defeat Li Yan, I will sell you the face this time."

Hearing Yan Haoran say that Lang Yu'er would marry Yan Li if she stayed in the King Kong clan, the divine people with supernatural powers looked at Yan Li one after another, their eyes still filled with cynicism and disdain.

Nowadays, apart from the gods, only the human race Fang Chen can let them take a high look.

Lang Yu'er looked at Fang Chen and then at Yan Li, feeling that the former was more pleasing to the eye.