Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

Fang Chen had a look of exhaustion on his face.

He had previously killed Tong Hu and the ancestor of the Tiannan Sect. In order to ensure that the two of them could be completely left behind, he used the Eight Wastelands Suppressing Immortal Supreme Sword Sutra twice.

Including this sword, he used it three times in total.

Fortunately, with the Immortal Sword Vein as the foundation, his lifespan is no longer consumed as easily as before.

If you only use the first formula, you can barely break even.

The two Zhujis were stunned, as if they didn't expect that their own golden elixir would be killed by someone with a sword.

When they reacted, they suddenly found that the man was missing.

Puff——

Fang Chen walked out of the shadows and killed two Ji Zhu with one person and one sword.

"Master Fang!?"

The peasant woman looked shocked.

Yan Ruyue was stunned.

Only Zhang Xiaoke had a smile on his face that said, "That's how it should be." In his heart, there was nothing that the prince could not do!

"He just...killed a Jindan!?"

Yan Ruyue took a deep breath and wondered if she had seen it wrong.

"Elder Su, the imperial capital is in danger now. If you have a trump card, just use it. Don't wait until it's too late and you will have no choice but to regret it."

Fang Chen looked at the old hen with a broken wing, and then walked towards the hunting ground.

The golden elixir over there can no longer hold on. If the Blood Spirit Sect's golden elixir is freed, no one can prevent the entire imperial capital from being completely refined.

The peasant woman immediately hugged the old hen into her arms, and then followed Fang Chen with Yan Ruyue and Zhang Xiaoke.

"Master, he is walking in that direction!"

Yan Ruyue was a little frightened.

"He must have a motive for leaving like this. If you want to survive this time, you can only follow this Crown Prince Fang."

The peasant woman whispered.

"Yes, if you follow the prince, nothing will happen."

Zhang Xiaoke smiled and nodded.

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In the shadows, a flying sword suddenly shot out of the air and killed the foundation-building monks who were besieging Li Dayan and the others.

"Fourth brother! It's good if you come!"

Li's big eyes were filled with surprise.

Nong Guiquan walked out of the shadows and looked towards the hunting ground with a solemn expression:

"Brother seems to have been left over there."

"Then let's go to the outer city!"

Without hesitation, Li Dayan dragged Master Li and Elder Mingjing and prepared to walk in the opposite direction.

"Second brother, we should go rescue the eldest brother!"

Nong Guiquan said angrily.

"Fourth brother, don't you know what's going on over there? Even if I don't use the Zhanqi technique, I can still be sure that there is a Jedi there, and I won't survive if I go there!"

Li Dayan advised: "Come with me first. Brother has a lot of tricks up his sleeve, so maybe he won't die so easily. We can keep the green hills and don't have to worry about running out of firewood!"

"No, I want to stay and kill the Blood Spirit Cult monks. There are more monks on the hunting ground."

Nong Guiquan shook his head: "If you want to leave, you can go."

"Fourth brother, when did you become like this!? How can the Blood Spirit Sect be so easy to mess with? Why did you stay and kill them!?"

Li Dayan lost his voice and said, as if he got to know Nong Guiquan again, and a touch of admiration suddenly appeared in his eyes:

"It turns out that fourth brother also cares about the common people in the world. Second brother, I admire you. I will give you a memorial tablet in the Bagua Sect from now on!"

Nong Guiquan glanced at him and said calmly: "Someone told me that as long as you kill a Blood Spirit Cult to refine your Qi, you will give me two hundred low-grade spiritual stones. If you kill a Blood Spirit Cult to build the foundation, you will give me one I have to earn this money for Qianxia Lingshi!"

After saying this, Nong Guiquan cut off the head of the recently deceased Blood Spirit Cult Foundation Builder and threw it into the storage ring.

Then it melted back into the shadows and disappeared.

"One Qi Refiner, two hundred? One Foundation Builder... one thousand? I said when did he change his gender? This business... I want to do it too!"

Li murmured to himself with big eyes.

Suddenly, Elder Mingjing looked at Master Li: "Young Master, what are you doing?"

Invisible white energy circulated around his body, and finally poured into his body through the seven orifices.

After a while, Li Daoye opened his eyes, his hair turned a little gray again, and he said happily:

"Let's go to the hunting ground. The way to survive is over there. If we survive, everyone will get something good this time!"

"Are you crazy!?"

Li's big eyes suddenly became furious.

"Master, the young master's fortune-telling technique seems to be more powerful than your qi-gaining technique. Perhaps we should listen to him."

Elder Mingjing said.

"..."

Li gritted his teeth with his eyes wide open, "Okay, just listen to him once. If something goes wrong, we will run away immediately, don't hold on! No one will give me money to kill the Blood Spirit Cult monks. I am different from Nong Guiquan!"

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Fang Chen arrived at the hunting ground. The situation here was already very unfavorable. Fang Tingjian and the others were obviously beaten and unable to fight back.

The Blood Spirit Sect's foundation building and Qi refining numbers are also increasing, and I'm afraid they were all sent after the poisonous attack on Dongfang Hao failed a few days ago.

The purpose is to cooperate with the Blood Spirit Sect in refining Daqian Imperial Capital today.

Suddenly, Fang Wanli roared, "Qian Wuji, you old bastard is also from the Blood Spirit Sect!?"

Fang Tingjian fell from mid-air and landed not far from Fang Chen. There was a wound on his body that penetrated from front to back. You could see that all the internal organs were broken, squirming and bleeding.

The person who made the sneak attack was Qian Wuji who joined forces with him to deal with the Blood Spirit Sect's Jindan.

Master Tianwu and the others were stunned, never expecting that Gan Wuji would betray him at this time.

"I shouldn't have done it this time, damn it!"

Jiang Shun's face was ashen. Under his protection, Sui Nianhua and others were not injured. On the contrary, Sui Nianhua's talent for illusion was put to good use at this moment.

"granduncle!?"

Princess Shenlong was shocked and angry, staring at Qian Wuji with horror, suspicion, confusion and confusion deep in her eyes.

"Since you call me uncle, I will ask you if you want to join my Blood Spirit Sect."

Qian Wuji was high up, overlooking Princess Shenlong and others, and the Golden Pill from the Blood Spirit Sect also joined him at this moment.

Counting him, the Blood Spirit Sect already has three golden elixir great perfections, seven or eight late-stage golden elixirs, more than ten mid-level ones, and dozens of early-stage ones.

Whether calculated mentally or not, the strength of the Blood Spirit Religion completely overwhelmed all parties.

"Uncle, Daqian is our country, how could you join the Blood Spirit Cult and slaughter the people of your country!?"

Princess Shenlong’s voice was hoarse.

"I couldn't survive the three disasters and nine calamities, but I didn't want to die. I also wanted to be promoted to Nascent Soul. Entering the Blood Spirit Sect is undoubtedly the best choice."

Qian Wuji said calmly: "After today, I will be qualified to be promoted to Nascent Soul. By then, let alone a mere great officer, I can easily create ten great officers like before!"

The princes and princesses present were stunned, never expecting that their ancestors had such a plan.

"Ancestor, I am willing to join the Blood Spirit Cult!"

Qianfeng suddenly shouted at the top of his lungs.

Sure enough, because of his shouting, the Blood Spirit Cult monks who were besieging him paused slightly.

Upon seeing this, many princes and princesses also expressed their willingness to join the Blood Spirit Cult along with Qian Feng.

Unexpectedly, Gan Wuji glanced at him and said calmly: "What qualifications do you have?"

Qian Feng, who thought he had a chance of catching his life, almost fainted when he heard this!

Qian Wuji glanced at Fang Tingjian again, with a hint of contempt flashing in his eyes, and then looked at Princess Shenlong:

"Now, you are the only one who has this opportunity. If you want to join our Blood Spirit Sect, I can beg you to spare your life.

As for the others, they all have to be refined into elixirs today.

You have no chance of winning. "