Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

The appearance of the giant hand in the sky cast a faint shadow over the ancient demon wasteland. It not only covered everyone's heads, but also covered everyone's hearts.

Countless eyes turned from astonishment to shock and horror, whether it was refining Qi, building foundation, or Nascent Soul, leaving the body.

At this moment, all the monks somehow knew that the owner of this hand was definitely an ancestor.

It can only be an ancestor!

Apart from the ancestors, how could anyone dare to seize the inheritance passed down to Ouyang Xuanzhen by Senior Yunhe in front of countless immortal kings?

Now even a fool knows that the stone bead is implicated in a huge cause and effect, and even the patriarch has no choice but to snatch it away.

Ouyang Xuanzhen's face was very ugly. He put down his arm without even thinking, no longer coveting the stone bead at all.

"This stone bead...could it also be connected to the Three Thousand Dao Realm?"

Fang Chen's eyes were serious.

He did not expect that there was a second stone bead in the world and that it would be given to Ouyang Xuanzhen by Senior Yunhe.

I didn't expect that there would be a sudden change in the whole process, and an ancestor would appear to snatch it.

If this religious ancestor obtains the stone bead, and it is also connected to the Three Thousand Dao Realm, wouldn't he meet the religious ancestor there in the future?

Ten years in the Dao realm, one day in the outside world, no matter whether you are the ancestor or not, you would not want outsiders to possess such magical things, right?

Patriarch Qingmu frowned slightly. He did not expect that his master would eventually choose Ouyang Xuanzhen.

I didn’t expect that the patriarch would show up in the middle.

For countless years, rumors have been saying that the Patriarch was not interested in those two oddballs. Today, it has been proven that this rumor is false.

Just when everyone thought that the stone bead would eventually be taken away by the giant hand in the sky, Yunhe's voice suddenly sounded:

"How dare you take my things without my consent? Do you think that because you are the patriarch, you won't die?

Crossing the sea, the world is true and eternal - Yongshuang. "

In an instant, countless ice crystals covered the giant hand in the sky. Just when it was about to take away the stone bead, the entire arm was frozen and hung motionless in the air.

The ice crystal seems to be alive and is constantly climbing upwards, rushing towards the void invisible to everyone at an extremely fast speed. It seems that the void is the body of this giant hand in the sky.

"how come……"

A flash of shock flashed in King Zhentian's eyes.

True Lord Qing Xiang, Mr. Zhao, Ouyang Xuanzhen, Ninth King, Long Zun, Emperor Su Mo, and all the immortal kings were shocked by the scene before them.

Behind this giant hand in the sky is clearly an ancestor, and now... that remnant soul can easily hurt... the ancestor! ?

"What kind of method is this..."

The Ninth King looked solemnly.

"Mr. Zhao, you are Mr. Huang Yuan and you are well-informed. Why is this!?"

True Lord Qing Xiang looked at Mr. Zhao.

Mr. Zhao shook his head slowly, and a look of confusion appeared on her face, "I don't know, I have never seen such methods before."

"Cangming across the sea, the world is true forever..."

King Zhentian looked at his frozen arm and muttered to himself.

When Fang Chen saw this scene, he subconsciously looked at Yun He.

But he saw Yunhe looking at him with a smile but not a smile, nodding lightly, and then, Yunhe looked into the void and said with a long smile:

"Idiot, I have been fishing for thousands of years, and you are finally willing to take the bait."

"Emperor Yun Tian, ​​you must die a happy death."

A sound that seemed to be out of this world sounded, and then everyone saw the giant hand from the sky crashing to the ground, clearly broken at the shoulder level.

This giant arm in the sky is a hundred feet long. Even Emperor Su Mo of the Giant Immortal Sect looks very small in front of it.

After the giant hand from the sky fell to the ground, the void returned to calm, as if what just happened had never happened.

But everyone was already stunned by the scene in front of them. In order to protect himself, the patriarch... broke his arm?

"You ran away quite quickly, but with this broken arm, you have to think carefully before you take action."

Yun He chuckled, waved his sleeves, and the giant hand in the sky instantly shrank in the wind, and finally disappeared into his sleeves.

"Um...just now...?"

A look of confusion suddenly appeared on Yun He's face, then he glanced around, frowned slightly, turned around, stepped into the void and disappeared.

The immortal kings looked at this scene and were speechless for a long time. The entire ancient demon wasteland seemed very silent.

fishing? Could it be that this Emperor Yuntian has been pretending to be crazy and acting stupid all these years just to take the bait of the sect ancestor?

The rumors are exactly the opposite. It's not that the patriarch is not interested in them, but... he doesn't dare to approach them easily?

This thought came to mind, and all the Immortal Kings took a breath of cold air, and felt waves of chill rising from the soles of their feet to the Tianling Cap.

"Tell me...whether Emperor Yun Tian is a remnant soul."

King Zhentian was silent for a long time, and then slowly transmitted his voice.

When Emperor Yun Tian left, his expression became confused again, which made him somewhat unsure of his guess.

Or is it that the other party knows this and continues to act crazy, hoping that the next patriarch will take the bait?

But what grudge does this person have against the current patriarch? Why is he doing this?

Countless distracting thoughts came to his mind. King Zhentian knew that his heart was in chaos today and wanted to hear what the other immortal kings had to say.

But when everyone heard the message from King Zhentian, they became even more silent. No one spoke, and it was obvious that they had not recovered from the previous scene.

The ancestor's arm was broken... This incident was enough to cause a sensation in Zhongzhou, Ditian, and Beidou!

"Everyone, this matter...is it over? Hey, why is that stone bead still there? It seems that Emperor Yuntian really thinks highly of you."

Wang Zhenlong looked at Ouyang Xuanzhen, staring at the stone beads at his feet, with a look of surprise on his face.

After hearing Wang Zhenlong's words, everyone came back to their senses one after another, and their eyes became extremely solemn.

Ouyang Xuanzhen glanced at the stone beads on the ground and didn't pick them up for a long time. It was supposed to be the inheritance that everyone was looking forward to, but now it seemed to have become a hot potato.

They don't even know whether this stone bead is really magical or an illusion.

"Fellow Daoist Ouyang, since it was given to you by Emperor Yuntian, we can't take it away from others."

King Zhentian sighed softly: "You'd better take it back."

"I……"

Ouyang Xuanzhen's body stiffened for a while, then he suddenly clasped his fists and bowed: "Everyone, I'm a little tired, please take your leave first!"

After saying that, he turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the sky. As for the stone beads at his feet, he didn't even touch them.

"Everyone, it seems that the matter is over, I will withdraw first."

Wang Zhenlong glanced at Shizhu, smiled slightly, said hello to everyone and flew towards the master of Jijian Peak and others.

"Prince Gai, what should I do with this thing?"

True Lord Qing Xiang’s eyes were strange.

"Mr. Zhao, take it back and let Huang Yuan take a look."

King Zhentian thought for a while and said.

Mr. Zhao was silent for a few moments, nodded slowly, picked up the stone bead and put it away, without checking its magic at this moment.

"I'll just... withdraw first."

King Zhentian waved his hand gently, and the immortal boat sank into the void again.

The same goes for the Ninth King.

After the two immortal boats left, everyone looked at each other, and many people looked at Fang Chen, Ancestor Qingmu and others with a hint of fear and awe.

What Emperor Yun Tian did just now really scared them...

Especially the group of monks who had spoken rudely to them before were suddenly very happy that they had been beaten by Fang Chen.

If not...

They dare not continue thinking about it.