Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

From beginning to end, he is the same person! ?

There was a look of disbelief on everyone's faces. Is there really a way to clone oneself in this world? Can it be so real?

Is all this before my eyes an illusion, or is it reality?

Master Chongxu's expression changed slightly, as if he had thought of something, and he shouted:

"Little brother, kill this clone!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Master Zenyuan's figure disappeared into the air like a dreamy bubble. Everyone could faintly see that he turned into a breath and merged into the body of General Kunlong.

The face of General Kunlong changed as a result, and finally became exactly the same as Master Zenyuan.

Xia Ji took a few steps back, unwilling to believe the scene in front of him.

From the beginning to the end, there has never been Senior Brother Liu?

Senior Brother Liu who waited for five years to pick him up, who was cold on the outside and hot on the inside, was all fake. Is all this just the clone method of Monk Zenyuan?

"Why is this so..."

Wu Ruochou slowly walked to Xia Ji and grabbed his arm: "Junior brother, I don't understand..."

"Sister, cheer up. No matter what the truth is, the only thing we have to do now is to survive and stop the Blood Spirit Sect's plan to refine the Yunyou Realm."

Xia Ji's expression changed several times, and his face became firmer.

No one knows whether Master Zenyuan is a clone or his true form. They only know that after the two are combined, the aura of General Kunlong has been significantly improved.

Although he was not in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, the raging spirit flames around him became increasingly hot and scalding.

The faces of the three Nascent Souls immediately showed a look of pain, and the blood mist on their bodies continued to float out, being refined by the spiritual flames!

"Donor Fang, how many more sword strikes can you make? You were never able to stop what happened today."

General Kunlong looked at Fang Chen and smiled softly, then looked at Chongxu and the others with indifferent eyes. The surrounding spiritual flames suddenly surged.

"Fang Chen, help me kill Qian Wuji, and I will join forces with you!"

The female swordsman's voice suddenly sounded.

Qian Wuji suddenly felt like an old cat with explosive hair. He arched his body subconsciously and tried to use the magic weapon in his hand to scare away everyone and escape from this place temporarily.

But it was too late.

The sword light came from far to near, and Qian Wuji only had time to howl before he was drowned by the sword light.

Fang Chen's face became older and older, and everyone could even faintly smell a special smell.

They can smell this smell on the dying old man at home.

It smells like death.

"Old, the ancestor is dead..."

Qianfeng and other princes and princesses stared blankly at this scene, but Emperor Daqian has remained silent so far and has not expressed any opinions.

Qian Jiuye stood with the prince with complicated expressions.

As soon as Qian Wuji died, Princess Shenlong and others immediately freed their hands.

"Ancestor, you are confused."

Princess Shenlong looked at the empty place with red eyes.

"Damn it, this old guy is finally dead."

Fang Wanli cursed, took out the wound medicine and put it into his mouth. When he joined forces with the female swordsman, he was also severely wounded several times by Gan Wuji.

It can be seen that Qian Wuji's strength is not weak among the Golden Elixir Dzogchen, he is frighteningly strong.

"It's a pity that the magic weapon was destroyed by a sword. This is a top-grade yellow-level magic weapon..."

Fang Wanli muttered, then looked at Fang Chen. Seeing Fang Chen's old appearance, he opened his mouth, but he didn't say a word.

"Sister, don't hurt the prince."

The jade fairy turned into a stream of light and fell between the female sword cultivator and Fang Chen.

The female swordsman had a complicated look on her face and said calmly: "Today is a special situation, so I won't trouble him for the time being, not to mention..."

She glanced at Fang Chen, but there was something in her heart that she didn't say.

What kind of trouble can a dying person have?

After the other party dies, the sword fetus will be recovered naturally, and everything will be settled.

"Girl, what are you going to do?"

Fang Chen smiled.

"Do you think you are the only one who can kill Chunqiu?"

The female swordsman snorted coldly, then walked towards the remaining golden elixir with her sword in hand.

Everyone was slightly shocked. Could it be that...

Before they could think about it, the female swordsman struck out with a sword. This sword was completely different from Fang Chen's swords.

The sword light was as bright as a galaxy, and the surrounding spiritual energy tide surged wildly, constantly converging into the sword force, and finally turned into a trembling sword intent, falling on a golden elixir.

puff!

That unfortunate Jindan died.

However, the appearance of the female swordsman became older almost at a speed visible to the naked eye. She looked like she was in her twenties just now, but now she is forty.

"She ages much faster than Fang Chen, and she is still a golden elixir..."

Everyone secretly gasped. If another sword cultivator made a comparison, they would know how terrifying Fang Chen's swords just were.

"Xu Xian Sword, girl, are you a disciple of Xu Xian Sword Sect?"

Warlord Kunlong spoke again.

Void Immortal Sword Sect! ?

Most people looked at a loss, except for some Jindan and Yuanying present who seemed to have thought of something, and their expressions became extremely horrified.

Void Immortal Sword Sect! The Xuxian Sword Sect in the First-Rank Empire once had its sword taken away from one of its disciples because they were bullied.

In the end, one hundred thousand sword immortals came to the door and uprooted a great clan of immortal cultivators that had been inherited from ancient times and had flourished for countless thousands of years!

It’s this Void Immortal Sword Sect! ?

"You just knew?"

The female swordsman sneered, raised her sword and walked towards the next golden elixir. It happened that this golden elixir was Nie Tianyuan.

He looked at General Kunlong in horror.

Dongfang Haojie gloated: "Young man, it's finally your turn to die, you damn thing."

"Little girl, I can let you go today, and you don't have to get involved in this matter, how about that?"

General Kunlong said calmly.

The female swordsman glanced at him: "You Blood Spirit Sect has angered me. Are you leaving? Do you think I will believe you?"

After saying this, she raised her sword and slashed at Nie Tianyuan. Nie Tianyuan only had time to scream and died on the spot.

Without saying a word, she continued to walk towards the next golden elixir. In a short period of time, all the remaining golden elixirs were killed by her.

The female swordsman's appearance is getting older and older, comparable to Fang Chen's.

"Senior sister!"

Jade Fairy was extremely sad.

"Don't worry, junior sister, I am Jin Dan and have more longevity than your heir apparent. I won't die for the time being."

The female sword practices Taoism.

Now only Warlord Kunlong was left, and everyone's faces showed excitement. The situation seemed to be saved.

"Why are the spiritual flames around me even more intense!?"

Someone suddenly lost his voice.

Only then did everyone realize that the spiritual flames covering the three Nascent Souls were more intense than before.

"No, after the Kunlong warlord merged with his clone, his strength has improved a lot! Even without the help of those golden elixirs, he can still refine the three senior Nascent Souls!"

"If we have to kill him, we must at least destroy his plan and prevent him from refining the three seniors. Only then will we have a way to survive!"

Suddenly, Fang Wanli took a sip of wine and sprayed it towards General Kunlong. The wine turned into thousands of wine swords!

Unfortunately, before his wine sword could get close to General Kunlong, it was melted by the surrounding spiritual flames.

General Kunlong looked at everyone indifferently, with a hint of amusement in his eyes.