Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

Fang Chen crossed the barrier and saw Zhulong's big head facing him motionless, his huge body looming in the dark river of forgetfulness.

If ordinary people saw this scene, they would easily be frightened and suffocated.

After all, it looks like the head of a human and the body of a dragon.

"waited for so long?"

Fang Chen smiled and stepped forward to touch Zhulong's cheek, then turned around and looked away.

It was like seeing a sandstorm, the barrier disappeared bit by bit, and in the end there was no trace, and the looming city was completely hidden.

"I don't know if there will be a chance to enter this book of immortals again in the future."

Fang Chen whispered to himself, and then checked the things he brought out.

The True Milk of the Absolute Beginning is here, and the Holy Blood Bodhi is also there.

The most important thing is the Eighteen Luo Heavenly Prison Tower.

With a thought in his mind, he saw the Eighteen Luo Heavenly Prison Tower flying out from the Nine Heavens Xuan Ni Yuan Shen, spinning in the air above his head.

Each time it rotates, its volume doubles.

Unknowingly, the gray sky was about to be broken by this prison tower.

It became extremely huge. Not only was Fang Chen as small as a dust in front of it, but even Zhulong was as small and pitiful in front of it.

The Eighteen Luo Heavenly Prison Tower is frantically absorbing the power of cause and effect in the void.

Like a glutton eating, every 'mouth' can make a hole in the sky!

Its aura has also become more 'overbearing' and more 'intuitive' than in the Book of Immortals, losing the last trace of restraint.

It's like telling the world that it's back.

Such a terrifying aura swept in all directions.

For a time, countless top beings in the Great Underworld woke up from their slumber and looked in the same direction.

"A treasure from the underworld is born!?"

"Which one is it?"

Leaders from all sides began to get restless and started to rush in this direction.

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Fang Chen looked at the Eighteen Luo Heavenly Prison Tower with a strange expression.

This scene was not what he wanted, but he had no control over it at the moment.

It seems that it has been thirsty for many years and is devouring the cause and effect crazily without any limit.

In the Eighteen Luo Heavenly Prison Tower, there were faint sounds of howling.

It was the painful howl of the souls that Fang Lie gave him as they were being refined.

Suddenly, Fang Chen felt a hint of uneasiness from Zhulong.

He gently patted Zhulong's cheek and comforted:

"Don't be afraid, this has nothing to do with you."

At the same time, he glanced around, with a solemn look in his eyes.

Such movement will definitely attract all the top people in the Great Underworld.

There are many people who take the path of ghost immortals in the Great Underworld. After years of accumulation, no one knows how many ninth-level ghost immortals there are.

But most of these ninth-level ghosts and immortals have lost their sanity and become like walking zombies. Even so, Fang Chen knew that he would be in great trouble if he was attacked by this group of ghosts and immortals.

Not to mention that there is a peerless heavenly demon in the Great Underworld - Motian Jizo.

"Hopefully it will be soon."

Fang Chen looked at the Eighteen Luo Heavenly Prison Tower. As long as it ended quickly, he could quickly leave with Zhulong.

If he wanted to give up the Eighteen Luo Heavenly Prison Tower at this moment, it would naturally be impossible.

"I don't know what the situation is inside..."

With a thought, Fang Chen appeared inside the Eighteen Luo Heavenly Prison Tower in the next second.

He saw that there was a steady stream of yin energy replenishing it, and they turned into bursts of extremely yin fire, causing the wandering souls inside to jump and scream in pain.

The wandering souls with lower cultivation levels are almost screaming, and the extremely yin fire on their bodies gradually fades away.

They were successfully refined and became Yin soldiers that Fang Chen could control.

"The old man said that if there is enough pure Yinshou, the refining speed can be accelerated. In this way, wouldn't it be..."

Fang Chen's thoughts moved again and he came to the fifteenth Luotian Prison Tower.

What is being refined here are those three steps of breaking the limit.

They were all well-known figures during the Mingxu period, but because they were on the wrong team, they were taken away by the old man.

The main soul should have entered reincarnation. Nowadays, these are remnant souls. As long as they are successfully refined, they can also have good methods.

"Fang Lie, I'm going to fuck all the eighteen generations of your family. You old ghost Fang has no humanity. You treat your own people like this, I'm going to fuck you!"

There were remnant souls that were burned by the extremely yin fire and were in agony, so they yelled instead of howling.

They were in so much pain that their voices changed their tone.

The other remnant souls were not much better. They were yelling and cursing while trying to resist the extremely yin fire. However, with their strength, it was impossible to change the outcome. They were being refined by the extremely yin fire inch by inch.

"A total of... one hundred and eight three-step limit breaking. Judging from this, it won't take long to successfully refine it."

Fang Chen's eyes lit up slightly.

If the refining is successful, he can mobilize one hundred and eight limit-breaking third steps with incomplete strength.

Even if he is not as good as the half-step Heavenly Dao, Yan can still drown, right?

The most important thing is that the half-step Heavenly Dao is also incapable of being divided. If he sends out these three-step limit-breaking ones, he can completely clear up the chaos in the underworld and rebuild the underworld in a short period of time, without fear of the existence of the Demonic Tiansi.

Thinking of this, Fang Chen ran to the 14th Luotian Prison and took a look. There were more than 400 people on this floor, all of whom were taking the second step to break the limit.

The speed at which they are refined is much faster than the previous level, and it won't take long before Fang Chen can drive them.

The Thirteenth Luo Tian Prison also had a similar scene, except that the ghosts here no longer had the strength to scream and could only let out shrill howls, and their eyes gradually became dull.

"No matter how incomplete these first steps of breaking the limit are, they should still be stronger than the ninth level."

Fang Chen's eyes lit up slightly. It will take some time for the second and third steps to be successfully refined, but these first steps to break the limit are very likely to be completely refined within a few months!

They had already been refined for several years during the Mingxu period, and now the Eighteen Luo Heavenly Prison Tower is crazy about absorbing the pure power of cause and effect (Yin Shou), instantly pushing the refining speed to the peak.

"With this power, if the message from the Shinto Sect is intercepted by other heretics, as long as it is not a semi-saint, the nine regions will be able to fight."

Fang Chen's thoughts surged.

What he is now considering is no longer the internal situation in the Nine Regions.

In this regard, he no longer needs to think about it any more.

The main danger comes from the outside world, from the divine domain under the Qingming Supreme Alliance.

A few days passed in a blink of an eye.

In the Eighteen Luo Heavenly Prison Tower, these ghosts whose cultivation levels have changed from seventh to ninth rank have been completely refined. Their total number is already one hundred thousand!

Among them, the seventh turn accounts for 70-80%, and the remaining are the eighth and ninth turns.

In front of Fang Chen's eyes, stood a dark mass of nine-turn Yin soldiers.

The number of this group of Yin soldiers is extremely large, there must be four to five thousand.

None of them can compare to the ninth rank of the same level. It can be said that the weakest ninth rank is not weaker.

But when they form a group, wherever the sword points, there will be no grass growing!

"This power is enough to easily reverse the situation in Tai Cang Territory. However, the situation there has almost been calmed down. The main threat is from outsiders."

Fang Chen looked at the group of nine-turn Yin soldiers in front of him quietly as if he were on a military parade, with a touch of emotion in his eyes.

It was only now that he felt that he had confirmed his identity as Lord of Hell.