Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

In front of the tomb, four foundation builders were kneeling, with their foreheads on the ground and their hands on both sides of their bodies. If you look closely, you can see that they are trembling slightly.

Fang Chen stood in front of them, quietly staring at the bronze-armored corpse that he had dismembered.

This bronze-armored corpse is comparable to the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment, and should be the Blood Corpse Sect ancestor’s strongest trump card.

"Is your Blood Corpse Sect related to the Blood Spirit Sect?"

Fang Chen suddenly spoke.

The four Foundation Builders were so frightened that they quickly explained:

"Senior, we have absolutely nothing to do with the Blood Spirit Religion!"

"Then why are you looking for my bones and turning me into a zombie?"

Fang Chen smiled.

"Senior, this is all the ancestor's idea. The ancestor said that the senior is a sword cultivator, and the bones of a sword cultivator are rare to see in a hundred years.

If you can get the bones of your predecessors and refine them into zombies, they will most likely become iron-armored zombies, and you will have the opportunity to be promoted to golden-armored zombies in the future. "

One of the foundation builders bravely explained.

Fang Chen nodded lightly. Zhou Tianzhijian had told him before that the iron-armored corpse was equivalent to the golden elixir and the golden-armored corpse was equivalent to the Nascent Soul.

The four Blood Corpse Sect foundation builders were on the verge of crying, and had no other thoughts except fear in their hearts.

Who would have thought that Fang's sword cultivator, who was thought to have been dead for twelve years, is still alive...

Not to mention how famous the other party has been in the Yunyou Realm over the years, nor to mention that the other party has killed countless golden elixirs and even injured Nascent Soul.

Just as a descendant of the Fang family, the Blood Corpse Sect is not someone that the Blood Corpse Sect can provoke...

"Master Hushan, how are you doing at home recently?"

Fang Chen looked at Hushan Jun and smiled.

Hushanjun's eyes were excited, he nodded repeatedly and howled a few times.

"That's good."

Fang Chen breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at the four Blood Corpse Sect foundation builders:

"I'll give you a chance to live, do you want it?"

"I want it!"

The four of them nodded in agreement!

"I have 600,000 brothers and sisters who died in the Three Realms Mountains. I have always wanted to send them home and bury them in peace, but unfortunately I have never been able to think of a suitable way."

Fang Chen smiled and said: "Since your Blood Corpse Sect specializes in studying corpses, is there any way you can help me with this little favor?

If you can help, you can live. "

Six hundred thousand! ?

The expressions of the four people changed continuously, and three of them already looked desperate, thinking that they were dead.

Only one old foundation builder seemed to have thought of something, and Fang Chen had seen him before, and he seemed to be named Zhou.

The Qinghu Kingdom used to look for him to find his whereabouts using the blood corpse tracing method.

"Senior, our Blood Corpse Sect has a technique that can temporarily control bones to walk..."

Zhou Zhuji’s voice was trembling: “Maybe I can help you.”

"Elder Zhou, are you talking about 'bone control'!?"

The other three foundation builders also reacted, with surprise on their faces at first, but then embarrassment on their faces.

"Tell me in detail."

Fang Chen glanced at Zhou Zhuji.

"That's it...if this bone control technique is performed by me, I can barely control a thousand skeletons...

If we add up the four of us, that’s four thousand..."

Zhou's surname is Zhuji Tantan Road.

"Four thousand is too little."

Fang Chen shook his head gently.

Zhou Zhuji said quickly: "We still have disciples. If we gather all the Blood Corpse Sect disciples, we can control one hundred thousand at a time!"

"One hundred thousand? It's too little. Let's do this. You can use up some lifespan to make this technique stronger. If you work hard, it won't be difficult to send back all 600,000, right?"

Fang Chen smiled.

Lose some longevity! ?

The four of them were in mourning, and now they could only do this. They did not dare to refuse each other, otherwise they would be dead.

The four people began to burn communication talismans to notify the disciples from all over the Blood Corpse Sect to come here.

In just half a month, hundreds of Blood Corpse Sect disciples stood dejectedly behind the four elders.

"let's start."

Fang Chen nodded slightly.

After receiving the order, the four Foundation Architects led hundreds of Blood Corpse Sect disciples and began to perform bone control techniques.

The majestic spiritual power was scattered everywhere, and skeletons were seen breaking out of the ground, standing staggeringly.

Some of these skeletons were still wearing armor, and some had their upper and lower bodies separated long ago, but they found their lower bodies and reattached them.

Mr. Hushan stood beside Fang Chen, staring in shock.

In a short period of time, hundreds of thousands of skeletons were erected here.

Golden lines faintly appeared in Fang Chen's gray-white pupils.

Beginning Immortal Eyes!

Looking at the siblings who once fought with him on the battlefield, now looking like this, Fang Chen sighed softly in his heart.

"Senior, it should be almost done, right?"

Zhou Zhuji's face turned red from suppressing his emotions, his spiritual power was rapidly depleted, and he was clearly unable to bear it.

"It's only 400,000 now, and there's still 200,000 to go. Work harder."

Fang Chen encouraged.

"well!"

The four foundation builders sighed in their hearts, and then shouted: "Disciples, please work harder!!"

Hundreds of monks all unleashed their potential and began to burn life essence, and the remaining tens or hundreds of thousands of skeletons finally broke out of the ground.

Fang Chen nodded slightly and put away his tombstone, which had three sword intentions left by the old man in white.

Then, he said loudly: "Soldiers of Daxia, follow me back home!"

I don't know if it was an illusion, but a voice sounded vaguely in Fang Chen's ears:

"promise!"

The mighty army of bones, under the control of hundreds of Blood Corpse Sect monks, followed Fang Chen in the direction of Daxia.

An occasional traveler on the way saw this scene and was almost frightened to death. He turned around and ran away, not daring to stay at all.

Time passed day by day, and finally a city belonging to Daxia appeared in front of Fang Chen's eyes.

The defenders at the city gate suddenly felt something was wrong. They looked into the distance and saw white figures approaching.

This is……

"Skeletons!? What's going on? Did I see a ghost in broad daylight?"

An elderly defender subconsciously looked at the other young men.

"Uncle...me, we saw it too, what should we do!?"

"What else should I do!? Inform the superior immediately!"

Smoke was lit at the top of the city, drums were blaring, and countless soldiers were rushing towards this place, including fierce sword guards among them.

A middle-aged official slowly climbed up the tower, followed by a group of subordinate officials. Their expressions were a little solemn, and there was a trace of doubt in their eyes.

"Master Lin, are we dazzled? Why are there so many bones walking towards us!? It's daytime!"

A subordinate glanced into the distance, took a deep breath, and subconsciously looked at Mr. Lin.

Master Lin's body was filled with the aura of the Earthly Profound Realm. He frowned and looked into the distance, suddenly startled.

"No, in addition to the bones, there are hundreds of living people. They may be monks!"

Master Lin frowned.

"Sir, what should we do now!?"

"The city gate is closed, and I have spread the news, now?

Wait and see what happens. Remember, we Daxia have no reason to flee without fighting. If they want to attack the city, you and I will defend until the end. "

Master Lin sneered.

Everyone took a deep breath, feeling that they might not survive today.

Soon, Bones had arrived at the city gate.

Master Lin was about to speak when a fierce sword guard beside him suddenly lost his voice:

"Look at the military uniforms on those bones! Those are the Great Xia Army!!!"