Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

Naturally, the old man in white and the middle-aged man in blue would not really let two strangers here, but in an instant, they took action at the same time.

In another moment, the two of them were directly suppressed by Fang Chen's aura, unable to move.

"Immortal Lord..."

There was a look of horror in the eyes of the two people. An immortal came here?

Could it be the incarnation of Xuanguan Immortal Lord?

The old man in white quickly said:

"Senior, this is a misunderstanding. I wonder if senior is the incarnation of Xuanguan Immortal Lord? Junior Yu Wenshang, pay my respects to senior!"

"The two of us are from the outside world."

Fang Chen stretched out his hand and pointed towards the sky, and the two of them immediately understood that the two extremes in front of them might have come from outside.

This makes sense, after all, there is only one Immortal Lord here, Xuan Guan.

Fang Chen withdrew the immortal essence that suppressed the two of them, and then said with a smile:

"You deal with the current matters first and talk about the Nine Profound Realms later."

"Father, you stay here with me, my son, and you will come back as soon as you go."

The middle-aged man in Qingyi gained confidence, then bowed to Fang Chen and the other two, and walked out of the mountain gate.

At the same time, almost all the monks from the inner and outer sects of Jiuxuan Tower came out in full force. Figures exuding terrifying auras stood in the void, confronting several immortal boats in the sky.

Although the mortals below have not yet begun to practice, they can vaguely feel that the aura of the monks here in Jiuxuan Tower is obviously more than one level worse than the monks on those immortal boats.

"The other party may be an immortal. Ancestor and the others should be on their way."

Several Ascension stage monks looked at each other, and then looked at the withered old monster with solemn expressions:

"Senior Withered Blood is here, and we are disappointed to welcome you. Today is the important event for Jiuxuan Tower to open a new mountain and recruit disciples. I wonder how our Jiuxuan Tower has offended Senior Withered Blood. Is it worthy for Senior to mobilize so many troops?"

"The younger generation is not qualified to talk to me, so why don't you call out your ancestor? What? After becoming an immortal, you really don't show up? The sect doesn't take care of it anymore?"

The old monster with withered blood smiled.

Become an immortal! ?

Countless mortals were stunned, with a hint of fanaticism in their eyes.

The purpose of cultivation is to become an immortal, but what the other party said now shows that there is a true immortal in Jiuxuan Tower!

In this way, not only did their obsession with practice not fade away because of the battle just now, but they became even more persistent!

"Old monster with withered blood, do you Huanhai Tower really want to provoke a war between the two factions!?"

The sound of a great bell echoed between heaven and earth.

I saw two figures arriving one after another.

As soon as these two sects of immortal spirit appeared, the monks of Jiuxuan Tower all saluted:

"Let us pay our respects to Patriarch Huang and Patriarch Li!"

The old monster with withered blood looked at the two immortals in front of him and couldn't help laughing:

“It’s not that we, Huanhai Tower, want to provoke a war between the two factions, but that you, Jiuxuan Tower, are just too ignorant.

Some time ago, I asked someone to come and borrow a Hehuncao, but old monster Yuwen ignored the matter. I wonder what that means?

If you really want to provoke a war between the two factions, it will be your Jiuxuan Tower's fault! "

"Soul grass?"

The two first-turn immortals looked at each other and saw a trace of confusion and confusion in each other's eyes.

What is Hehuncao?

They have been practicing for many years, and have even reached the ancient realm of true immortals, but they have never heard of the soul-joining grass!

"You don't know this?"

Seeing the expressions on the two men's faces, the withered-blooded old monster suddenly realized something in his heart, and then snorted coldly:

"I'll leave my words here today and ask Old Monster Yuwen to come out and hand me the Soul-Soul Grass. I'll leave immediately. Otherwise, the Huanhai Tower army will arrive in an instant, and destroying your Jiuxuan Tower will only be a matter of seconds."

"Do you, Huanhai Tower, really not take Xuan Guan Immortal Lord seriously?"

The two first-turn immortals were immediately furious.

"Why should Xuanguan Immortal Lord be in your eyes? You should keep it in your heart and worship him with your heart at all times."

The old monster with withered blood arched his hands into the void, then smiled and said:

"My coming here has already been approved by Xuanguan Immortal Lord. What I mean is what he means. Let Old Monster Yuwen come out and make things clear!"

Xuanguan Immortal Lord approves?

The two of them became immortals for a while and were a bit at a loss.

If they were to fight against Huanhailou, they were somewhat confident that even if they couldn't defeat them, they wouldn't really be wiped out.

But if there is Xuan Guan Immortal behind the other party, then it will be difficult to talk about it.

Just when the two of them were in a dilemma, the middle-aged man in Qingshan finally arrived.

He pointed directly at the old monster's nose and cursed:

"Old monster with withered blood, you killed my sect Nascent Soul for no reason. If you don't give up ten lives today, don't leave either!"

"Yuwen little monster? Haha, your father won't show up, so you come to fight with me? Are you my opponent?"

The old monster with withered blood laughed loudly, and suddenly raised his hand to hold out a small cauldron. Green fireworks continued to emit from the cauldron, and hundreds of thousands of green crows flew out from it, surrounding the Jiuxuan Tower.

When the middle-aged man in green shirt saw this, his expression suddenly changed. The aura of these green crows was very terrifying. If they were allowed to attack the Jiuxuan Tower, even if three immortals joined forces, they would never be able to stop them.

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"Hehuncao? It seems that this matter has something to do with me."

There was a hint of emotion in Fang Chen's eyes. He did not expect that after the top forces joined forces, orders could be spread to such a remote place.

If it weren't for the danger coming from outsiders, the current situation in the Nine Regions should be the best in so many years. There won't be too much internal fighting, and we can slowly accumulate some information.

However, even without the arrival of heretics, the Nine Realms are still dying slowly and have to find new ways out.

"Do you have any soul grass here?"

Fang Chen looked at the old man in white and smiled.

"have."

The old man in white nodded without hesitation:

"If senior wants it, junior will give it to senior."

After saying that, he took out the Hehuncao and handed it to Fang Chen respectfully.

The soul grass does not appear to be real, but is composed of light blue smoke, exuding a faint fragrance in the hands of the old man in white.

Fang Chen took the Hehuncao and took a look at it. The immortal energy in his body seemed to be stirred, and he smiled at the old man in white:

"I won't take your Soul-Heart Grass in vain. Go and solve all the troubles your Jiuxuan Building is facing now. After solving them, we can talk about the Nine Xuan Realm."

"Thank you, senior."

The old man in white knew that he had made the right bet, so he immediately flew out, appeared in front of the giant cauldron in an instant, and slapped it with one palm.

The terrifying power of immortality swept out from his body.

As a third-level immortal, he is only half a step away from the realm of a fourth-level immortal.

His strength is much stronger than that of the withered old monster.

As soon as he took action, he directly sealed the power of the giant cauldron, and the green crows in the sky instantly turned into ashes and flew away.

The old monster with withered blood flashed his eyes and sneered:

"Old Monster Yuwen, you are finally willing to show your face. Xuanguan Immortal Lord asked me to say hello to you on his behalf."

"What a fart, let the old monster Xuan Guan come over by himself!"

Yuwen Shang said coaxingly.

For a moment, the old monster withered blood and the monks from Jiuxuan Tower were all stunned.

Xuanguan...an old monster?