Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

"It's not over yet?"

When everyone heard this, they were secretly shocked.

At present, these millions of human beings and demon monks have covered most of the top groups in the Nine Realms.

Is it possible that the Nine Realms have been disintegrated and replaced by Jinyang Sage and others without their knowledge?

Seeing millions of monks working together to break through the golden light, the golden light began to ripple.

Especially where the palms of Jinyang Saint and others came into contact, large swaths of golden light were infected and eaten away by the black mist.

The monks present all felt a little drummed in their hearts.

Can the relics of the first-generation Immortal Emperor of the Monster Clan really survive such an offensive for several years?

If the other party brings another group of monks, not too many, just about a million, I am afraid that this golden light will not be able to sustain it for even a year.

A few days later, Saint Jinyang's expression suddenly changed, and the aura on his body began to surge. He immediately stopped and retreated several miles away, adjusting his breathing in place.

The other saints did the same, retreating one after another, no longer taking action, and instead adjusted their somewhat disordered auras.

"As Fang Yanjun guessed, they can't take action at will."

"This is the wrong path. It's better to be stronger, but you will be counterattacked by this force at any time."

"Unlike us, as long as we have enough immortal crystals, we can fight with 70% to 80% of our strength without much damage."

Chen Feifei and other nine-turn immortals had a smile in their eyes.

The immortal realms under Lu Fengshen and Shi Xinghai also noticed the situation of Jinyang Saint and others, and they also felt a strange feeling in their hearts.

Without these dozen shots that broke the three-step limit, the golden light gradually became stable.

The infected black areas also showed signs of turning back.

"Ancient Demon, are you still not planning to take action? Or are you going to tear up the covenant between you and me?"

Saint Jinyang suddenly snorted coldly, and his voice was like thunder, exploding in the void.

Ancient demon?

Shao Mengyuan and a group of demons were the first to react, and their expressions all changed.

"The Ancient Demon Sect also went with them? Why is this?"

Shao Mengyuan subconsciously looked at Langdaochun.

"Look at what I'm doing? I even want to know why the ancient demon sect wants to go with them."

Langdaochun rolled his eyes.

When Saint Jinyang shouted loudly, a burst of laughter echoed from all directions.

Even the monks who were sheltered by the golden light suddenly felt dizzy, but fortunately the degree of dizziness was not deep and could be relieved by concentration.

The monks from all sides outside the golden light were not so lucky.

They were like drunken drunkards, their steps began to waver, and the spells in their hands even hit others.

The formation that was attacking Jin Guang was instantly in chaos.

Lu Fengshen's expression changed slightly, and his sharp eyes looked toward the void somewhere.

I saw a huge team, accompanied by a huge throne falling from the sky.

On the throne sat a giant.

His upper body was naked, and his strong and muscular muscles were exposed to the air, and there seemed to be black liquid slowly flowing on his skin.

These liquids seemed to be alive, sometimes bulging and sometimes tightening.

The scene instantly became extremely quiet. The monks who had been disturbed by the laughter also came back to their senses and looked at this person with wary expressions, not knowing whether this person was an enemy or a friend.

"Ancient Demon, please control yourself a little, otherwise, you will be ahead of me."

A hint of fear flashed in the eyes of Saint Jinyang, and he said calmly.

"I just see how weak your methods are and I can't help but laugh."

The giant's voice was strangely soft, like a sweet female voice.

If you hadn't seen her appearance and just heard her voice, you would have thought she was a beautiful woman.

“That is the relic of the first-generation Immortal Emperor of the Monster Clan. His cultivation level is not considered weak even in the Qingming Supreme Alliance.

If you can break the golden light of its relics, it won't be too late to laugh at me again. "

Sage Jinyang said coldly.

The ancient demon looked at the golden light and the people protected by the golden light with a half-smile. His eyes penetrated the void and landed on the two Yang gods, Yun He and Fang Zhentian.

"This is the ancient demon from the ancient demon sect. I originally guessed that he was dead, but I didn't expect that he is still alive. He took the evil path earlier than Jinyang Saint and others. I am afraid that his cultivation level is even better."

Wang Chongsong's voice suddenly sounded in Fang Chen's ears.

Ancient Demon Sect?

Fang Chen's expression changed. The Chisha Demon Lord he had met before was from the ancient Demon Sect.

Later he learned that Wang Chongsong had always been competing with the ancient demon sect.

It's just that over the years, the Ancient Demon Sect's presence in the Nine Realms has not been high, at least he has not had real contact with the opponent head-on.

"Stronger than Jin Yang Saint and others? It's impossible to still retain the strength of a semi-saint, right?"

Fang Chen's eyes moved, and he felt that the appearance of this ancient demon was somewhat familiar. He wondered if he had seen him during the Mingxu period.

At that time, the ancient demon's gaze had shifted from Yun He and the other two to Shao Mengyuan.

"Young Master of the Shenpi Army."

"Wrong, I am the military leader now."

Shao Mengyuan smiled and raised the Divine Sword in his hand:

"Senior Ancient Demon, haven't you seen the Divine Sword?"

"The Divine Sword is a good thing."

The ancient demon looked at Shenbijian with a slightly greedy look:

"If my ancestors could have obtained this sword instead of being possessed by your ancestors, my clan's situation would not be as embarrassing as it is today."

"Stop talking nonsense, Dai, do you really plan to join forces with them?

They want to return to the Qingming Supreme Alliance, what about you? "

Shao Mengyuan said calmly:

"In the final analysis, your ancient demon sect is just like us. Returning to the Qingming Supreme Alliance will only bring disadvantages, but no advantages."

"Words are not absolute."

The ancient demon smiled lightly and said:

"Look at my current situation. If this continues, I will be swallowed alive by my interior. Anyway, I will die. It is better to go back and work as a slave soldier or a lackey to find a way out."

Shao Mengyuan's expression suddenly changed, and the demon monk beside him also showed a solemn look, staring at the ancient demon.

"You actually want to take the initiative to serve as a slave soldier?"

Shao Mengyuan laughed angrily:

"If your ancestors knew that you were doing this, I'm afraid they would also regret leaving such a bloodline, right?"

"My ancestor?"

The ancient demon chuckled, his voice so sweet and creepy.

His laughter stopped abruptly, "Now you are thinking of my ancestors.

I remember that my ancestor went through all kinds of hardships to come here, penetrated the three realms, and finally took his own life.

And how do you treat my lineage over there? "

Everyone's expressions changed suddenly.

Among the real demons who broke into the nine realms, was one of them the ancestor of the ancient demon in front of me?

"Old Wang, what is the origin of this ancestor?"

Fang Chen asked via voice transmission.

"His ancestor's name is Dai Conglong, and he is also the leader of his clan.

Fortunately, he died early, otherwise we would be in even greater trouble. "

Wang Chongsong preached.

Dai Conglong?

Fang Chen remembered that when the battle of the Holy Tower ended, there was a leader of the same level who was a level lower than his own and wanted to compete with him for rewards.

That god is called Dai Conglong!

"It's him?"

Fang Chen looked slightly strange.