Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

A few days later, the giant ship had entered the Sea Dragon Sect's waters.

Every few hundred miles here, there is an island, and there are many mortals on the island, ranging from millions to hundreds of thousands.

Rather than saying that the Hailong Sect is a sect, it is better to say that it is an empire in itself, a maritime empire!

"That one is Qingshan Island."

The Sixth Prince pointed to an island in the distance and smiled.

The green mountains on that island are like blades holding up the sky, and the rich spiritual power on them can be felt from a long distance away.

Everyone secretly lamented that Xue Fenggui, the owner of Qingshan Island, was quite famous in the Fire Nation back then.

If nothing else happens, he may be able to reach the mid-stage of foundation building, or even the late stage.

It's a pity that he died carelessly in Fang Chen's hands, explaining his life.

"Who will take over this island?"

Fang Chen smiled lightly.

"I'll go."

Crow Taoist stood up.

Seeing him speak, several more people in the early stage of foundation building also stood up and expressed their responsibility to take over Qingshan Island.

As for the resources found, they will be distributed uniformly. Fang Chen will get 30% of it, and the rest will be their turn.

This is something that was agreed upon before departure.

Everyone wanted to visit the main island of Hailong Sect, or go to the islands where they were stationed in the middle and late stages of foundation building.

So no one competes with Crow Taoist and the others.

Fang Chen sent several disciples of the Qingzhou Sword Sect to land on the island with them, and then the giant ship sailed to the next target.

Half a day later.

The giant ship arrived at the next island, but the port here was empty, and the various treasure ships of the Sea Dragon Sect had disappeared.

"They got the message."

The Sixth Prince stood on the deck and looked into the distance, then chuckled and said: "Master Hailong may not be dead. I sent them a message immediately. It is estimated that the Hailong Sect at this moment cannot find a single foundation."

"They can't take away the spiritual fields, nor can they take away the spiritual springs, but there are probably not many spiritual materials and elixirs left."

There is a foundation path.

“There are always fish that slip through the net, and with such a short time, they don’t have time to react.

I estimate that if they had received the news immediately, they would have fled immediately and would not have dared to stay for a long time. "

The Sixth Prince smiled, "So, there will still be a lot of good things left on the island."

Everyone nodded, feeling that it made sense.

If it were them, if one day they received a message that a golden elixir might come to cause trouble for them, they would not stay for a quarter of an hour, and they would run away as far away as possible.

Several foundation builders took the lead in expressing their responsibility to take over the island. As usual, Fang Chen sent several Qingzhou Sword Sect disciples to follow.

A few days passed in the blink of an eye.

Hailongzong has sent people to take over all the nine islands where they have foundations.

Without exception, the base-builders sitting above had fled long ago and had no intention of staying to resist.

At this moment, there are only a dozen foundation builders left on the giant ship, and they are about to land on the main island of Hailong Sect with Fang Chen.

This island is personally controlled by Master Hai Long. On weekdays, if anyone wants to land on the island, they will be blocked.

A strong Jindan person will not easily waste his time meeting monks who are not as good as him.

Therefore, except for Fang Chen, the Sixth Prince and others were very curious. They had never set foot in Jindan's training cave.

This is also the place where you are most likely to get a lot of gains.

There is a 70% to 80% chance that Master Hai Long will not dare to come back at all.

White mist filled the air, and everyone's field of vision was gradually reduced to about ten feet, and any place farther away could no longer be seen.

The captain was experienced and said quickly: "Seniors, a formation has been set up here. If we don't know the essence of it and go deep into it easily, we may be trapped in it."

The captain looked nervous.

This formation must have been arranged by Jin Dan. It goes without saying that a formation of this level is dangerous.

If they were trapped, a whole ship of monks might have to answer for this.

"Who among you is more proficient in battle tactics?"

The Sixth Prince frowned slightly and looked at Fairy Huo Yun and others.

Jin Nan pondered: "We are just building the foundation, we haven't had the chance to explore the formation method yet..."

He said it more tactfully.

How have these monks ever come into contact with something as advanced as the formation?

Formation masters, just like alchemists, weapon refiners, and sword cultivators, belong to a rare inheritance.

Everyone looked confused. If they could not break the formation, they would have no choice but to return the way they came.

Life is the most important thing.

"Headmaster Fang, do you see?"

The Sixth Prince looked at Fang Chen.

Fang Chen smiled lightly and said, "Give me a quarter of an hour."

Everyone was slightly startled, with a look of surprise in their eyes. Could it be that the opponent even dabbled in formations?

The inheritance of swordsmanship and the inheritance of formations, these two are combined to give everyone a picture of a disciple from a famous family coming down the mountain.

In comparison, they were like villagers in the countryside meeting a master in the city.

Fang Chen closed his eyes, and his soul suddenly appeared in the sky. At this moment, in his eyes, the fog had disappeared.

He clearly saw that there were many red gold stone tablets engraved with special runes placed below this sea area.

These red gold stone tablets have faint spiritual power flowing and are connected with each other. This is why the fog on the sea comes from.

The flow of spiritual power in some places is not smooth, and sometimes it will be interrupted for a few breaths.

Fang Chen observed for a while, and finally determined that as long as he followed these unsmooth places and seized the opportunity, he could safely land on the island behind.

After remembering the law of time, Fang Chen's spirit came to the island.

This island is not big, it is equivalent to Kyoto in Daxia. In front of a luxurious cave, there are ten acres of spiritual fields and three spiritual springs.

There are various kinds of elixirs grown in the spiritual field. According to their spiritual power fluctuation feedback, they are at least middle to lower grade in the yellow class, and some are middle to upper grade, and are valuable.

Some boys in green shirts were responsible for watering the spiritual spring water in the spiritual field, and occasionally chatted a few words. It seemed that they did not know what was happening in the Hailong Sect at the moment.

"Those two people should be on this island."

Fang Chen's mind moved slightly and he began to search quickly.

Previously in the Tiannan Sect, he heard a conversation between Master Hai Long and the ancestor of the Tiannan Sect, in which two key figures were mentioned.

He can use these two key figures to prove the identities of Master Hai Long and others.

More than ten breaths later, Fang Chen finally saw two familiar figures deep in the cave.

One old and one young.

When Fang Chen went to Fire Flame Country, he saw these two people on the boat before he met the young master of Hailong Sect.

"It turns out that the young master of Hailong Sect wanted to hunt down these two people that day."

Fang Chen suddenly realized.

"Uncle Zhong, do we have no chance to escape?"

the little girl asked softly.

The middle-aged man sighed softly, "Miss, don't worry, you are the last direct descendant of the Jiang family, they don't dare to do anything to you.

As long as you can save your life, you will still have a chance in the future. "

"Being their puppet, I might as well die."

The little girl whispered.

The middle-aged man's face became solemn: "Miss, don't talk about life and death lightly. If you die, the Jiang family, the first family in ancient times, will be extinct!"

The first family in ancient times?

Fang Chen's eyes moved. It seemed that these two people had a lot of background. If they dared to use such names, they were probably from the first-grade empire.

However, listening to the conversation between the two, it seems that the so-called first family in ancient times has declined.