Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

Everyone had actually guessed that what Ziwei called everyone to say this time was related to the outsiders, but they didn't expect that the pioneering team would directly contact the outsiders.

Doesn't that mean...

The heretics have come to the Nine Realms?

"How far is this pioneering team from the Nine Regions?"

Saint Beixuan asked thoughtfully.

"They have been setting out for more than three hundred years."

Ziwei said.

"In more than three hundred years, even if they don't take any detours, if the heretics are half-saints or saints, they may be able to reach the Nine Regions in one-tenth of the time."

Chen Feifei whispered.

"They need to figure out the location of the Nine Domains. If the monks of the pioneering team can commit suicide in time, they will most likely not be able to figure out where the Nine Domains are, so it will take longer to find them."

Beixuan Sage said.

Langdaochun glanced at Beixuan Sage and whispered to himself:

“When the Shinto Sect wanted Gu Yueling, they probably wanted to know the path Gu Yueling took to reach the Nine Realms.

Now Gu Yueling is in the hands of Fang Yanjun. The other party did not get this person, but they found this place in just a few hundred years, which shows that their strength is not low. "

After a pause, he glanced at Zi Wei:

"Fellow Daoist Ziwei, what is the approximate cultivation level of the monks in that pioneering team? Are they the core disciples of your Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Sect?"

"This is the key. They are not the core of each sect, they are just ordinary monks. The leaders of them are in the Hedao stage."

Ziwei said.

Everyone present was stunned, including Beixuan Saint and the others.

"Hedao period?"

Chen Feifei immediately scolded:

"I asked you to show your innocence! Isn't this person already in the Nine Realms!?"

The pioneering team led by the monks in the Hedao period could not get out of the Nine Realms in three hundred years!

They originally thought that the leading monk of this pioneering team was at least a sixth-level immortal, or a seventh-level ancient immortal.

"It's not that I want to show off."

Zi Wei smiled bitterly and said:

"If these heretics have appeared in the Nine Realms, why haven't you received the news?"

Everyone looked at each other and almost immediately heard some deep meaning from Zi Wei's words.

"Are these heretics... secretly gathering information about the Nine Realms? Are they not planning to start a war directly?"

"They should know that Motian Jizo is going to achieve enlightenment, and they want to find the place where Motian Jizo can achieve enlightenment before we can react."

Everyone's eyes subconsciously fell on Xia Ji.

Because Mo Tian Ji Zang is now the concubine of Yan, and Xia Ji is in charge of the Hidden Security Department, the most powerful investigative agency in the underworld, there is no reason why his place of enlightenment should be hidden from this person.

"Don't look at me, everyone. How could Concubine Yan let me know where she is preaching? After all, you have to be careful about this kind of thing.

However, the Yinwei Department will also investigate the matter carefully next to see if they can find out those heretics.

Maybe they only came with a few small shrimps, so they didn't dare to act recklessly.

As long as they can be caught and prevented from passing on the news, the army of heretics will not reach the Nine Regions in a short time. "

Xia Ji smiled.

Everyone thought about it and felt that this was also the case.

A nine-turn immortal said:

“The pioneering team does have the habit of spreading out to explore. The core team’s route remains unchanged, and then monks are sent out to explore the surrounding areas.

I think the methods used by outsiders are similar to ours. "

If he was right, then the outsiders who entered the Nine Domains might just be a few spies in the opponent's core team.

"This is easy to handle. It will take them a while to determine whether this is the Nine Realms."

Someone laughed, but his eyes still looked solemn.

These words may be self-comfort. Next, all parties will have to start working hard to search for this group of heretics.

"Xia Sijun, where is Fang Yanjun now? For this kind of matter, it's best to call him up and let him personally take charge of the underworld."

Shao Mengyuan said.

"Fang Yanjun has his own affairs. When he is done, he will naturally go to the underworld. Don't rush us. We can solve such a small matter by ourselves.

How can it be so difficult to find a few outsiders? Today, our people are everywhere. "

Before Xia Ji could speak, Langdaochun had already answered for him.

Shao Mengyuan was a little suspicious, but didn't say anything.

After the meeting, everyone did not leave, but came to the holy tower of Haezhisi.

"I remember the last time I came here was when our clan just encountered a great disaster."

Langdaochun looked at the surrounding scene with some emotion.

While he was talking, the gate of the Holy Tower opened, and a group of monks came out with shameful expressions.

These monks come from all walks of life, including humans and demons. They are all using the power of the holy tower to practice.

It's a pity that these monks didn't even last ten days in the holy tower.

On the stone tablet in front of the Holy Tower, behind many names, the words thirty days, two months, or even one and a half years appear.

"Thanks to Saint Fang for being able to keep this interior location. This holy tower has helped us cultivate many talents over the years."

Saint Beixuan felt a little emotional.

The nine-turn immortals of the human race all expressed sighs.

The core members of each family have actually been to this holy tower, but they were asked not to leak secrets, and no one told them that this place was Haizhisi.

Therefore, although they had benefited from the Holy Tower, they never knew where it was or the origin of the Holy Tower.

This includes Xie Aman and his ilk.

"Fang Sheng's bloodline is still strong. Several of the top ten are descendants of his bloodline."

Saint Duobao suddenly spoke.

Everyone took a closer look at the stone tablet and saw that among the first few names, there were several named Fang.

For example, Fang Zhixue, Fang Xiaotian, Fang Xiaohua, and Fang Tong.

Fang Zhixue has been in the Holy Tower for a full year and a half.

The others were not bad either. The worst one, Fang Tong, stayed there for four or five months.

"I remember that the Fang clan was very prosperous in the past, and there were many clan members. Where are they now? Why have they never shown up?"

The Beixuan Saint smiled lightly.

Everyone looked at each other, but no one came forward to answer this question.

How could they know what Yang Shen had planned?

But they know that now in the underworld, his surname is Fang.

There is a high probability that the nine realms in this world also have the surname Fang.

If the Nine Regions can be defended, the Fang family will definitely regain its prosperity in a few years.

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The ancient wilderness, the Earth Bear Star, and the Three Realms Mountains.

Three figures appeared here out of thin air. They looked around, with a touch of contempt in their eyes.

"The immortal energy in this world has long been exhausted."

"The descendants of the Xianhong lineage can only live in this kind of place, which is considered pitiful."

"There is no need to pity them. The magic weapon given by the young master has already detected the aura of Xianhong's descendants. It means that the three of us have found the right place. It is a great achievement."

"How can we force the descendants of Xianhong to come out now?"

"There seems to be no strong person here, and the descendants of Xianhong must not be high in cultivation. Let's just massacre the stars. If most people die, that one will naturally appear.

If we can catch him and wait here until the young master comes, the three of us will steal the show. "

The three of them looked at each other and smiled. One of them slowly raised his palm, and a terrifying and majestic immortal essence was gathering in his palm.

At that time, at the feet of the three of them, a graceful figure was lying in a black coffin.

As if sensing the movement above, the figure's eyelids moved slightly, and then slowly opened.