Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

Zhou Tianzhijian's answer surprised Fang Chen.

It’s not that you need a large sum of spiritual stones, but you simply don’t know?

Xiaojian immediately appeared and taunted, not wanting to miss such a rare opportunity.

Lesson from Zhou Tian: "I was refined by immortals, not those ghosts and gods in the underworld."

After a pause, he said, "Brother, if you want to condense the Nine Heavens Mysterious Female Soul, it is inevitable to go into the dark side. Whether it is a blessing or a curse, it all depends on your own methods.

But what you are practicing is the Three Thousand Dao Dharma, so laying the foundation for it should be of some benefit to your Yin movement. "

Fang Chen nodded lightly.

After leaving the Bidu ruins, he entered the Three Thousand Dao Realm and prepared to condense the Nine Heavens Xuanfei Yuanshen.

Among the information Zhou Tianzhijian just said, there is one piece of information that is quite useful.

The soul is weaker than the Nascent Soul, so it is extremely dangerous to go to the underworld.

But his spirit is extraordinary, at least not weaker than Nascent Soul, and it should be of some help when he goes to the underworld.

"How to place you? If you are taken out like this, you will definitely not be able to hide it from the Hedao of Jinxian Sect."

Fang Chen looked at Zhulong, with a hint of thought in his eyes.

Zhulong seemed to see through his thoughts, and suddenly turned into a stream of white air and disappeared into Fang Chen's body with a bang.

Fang Chen was a little surprised. He could feel the candle dragon moving around in his body, but he didn't feel anything strange at all.

Three months have passed in a blink of an eye.

The ruins of Vida are too big.

In these three months, Fang Chen traveled to many places and only met four immortal seedlings.

The rest of the time I'm basically alone.

"It is indeed an immortal's method. Just opening a cave gives people the feeling of a continent."

Fang Chen sighed in his heart, as a giant beast suddenly appeared in front of him. After one look at Fang Chen, the beast immediately turned around and left.

This situation did not happen once or twice. The giant beast must be the descendant of the fairy beast kept in captivity by Senior Brother Vitu. They did not dare to take action for only one reason.

Because of Zhulong.

Perhaps because they smelled the scent of Zhulong and knew that Zhulong was specially kept in captivity by senior brother Vitu, these descendants of the fairy beasts thought that Fang Chen had some kind of relationship with Vitu, so they did not dare to take action.

"You are so brave. I discovered these Dragon Yuan Fruits first, and you still want to snatch them away? Everything has to be done first, right?"

Wu Tai's voice sounded.

Fang Chen looked up and saw that a few miles away, two groups of people were confronting each other. On one side was Wu Tai and on the other was a group of Nascent Soul fairy seedlings.

Between the two parties, there were three Dragon Yuan fruit trees growing scatteredly, bearing ten Dragon Yuan fruits in total.

A set of bone fossils can also be seen near the fruit tree, which looks a bit like the remains of a real dragon.

"Wu Tai, for the sake of the Forbidden Demon Island, you can take one of these Dragon Yuan Fruits. If you dare to touch the remaining nine, I will chop off whichever hand you touch. You can bet that I am Not kidding."

A Nascent Soul Immortal Miao said with a half-smile.

"Is the face of my Forbidden Demon Island so worthless? Is it only worth one Dragon Yuan Fruit?"

Wu Tai sneered repeatedly: "Well, I'll give you a choice. You pick one. Who dares to touch the remaining nine? When we get out of here, we will settle the score."

In the distance, Fang Chen nodded slightly. In just three months, Monk Dukong had already imitated Wu Tai's previous temper 70% to 80% similar.

It is estimated that Monk Dukong should have interacted with many immortal seedlings who were acquainted with Wu Tai during this period.

Just when the atmosphere between the two parties was a little tense, a group of monks arrived from the sky. The leader was Miao Yan, a disciple of the Golden Lion Immortal.

"Everyone, listen to my advice. It's just a Dragon Yuan Fruit. I think you have encountered a lot of Dragon Yuan Fruit during this period. At least you don't have to pay the fine from the Golden Immortal Sect, right?

There is no need to spoil everyone's friendship by waiting for extraneous things. There are ten Dragon Yuan Fruits here. How about I take two and you each get four? "

Miao Yan cupped his hands and said.

Everyone was stunned after hearing this.

Wu Tai glanced at Miao Yan: "Brother Miao, as far as I know...these Dragon Yuan Fruits have nothing to do with you, right? Why did you take two of them?"

Another group of Nascent Soul fairy seedlings were also surprised and uncertain: "Miao Yan, are you trying to be a peacemaker, or do you want to take the two Dragon Yuan Fruits from our hands by force?

Even if a fight breaks out, it's between us and Wu Tai, and it has nothing to do with you. "

"How could it not matter? The rule of the ruins is that everyone who sees it has a share."

Miao Yan smiled. When he said this, his voice suddenly stopped and he looked towards where Fang Chen was:

"Brother Dongfang, the identity of the person I'm talking about has nothing to do with you. Don't misunderstand me. If you want to watch the excitement, just take a look."

Wu Tai's eyes flashed and he glanced at Fang Chen, with an imperceptible surprise flashing deep in his eyes.

"It turns out to be Brother Dongfang. Brother Dongfang, you came just in time to comment on us. These guys are so unreasonable!"

Wu Tai waved.

"Brother Wu, do you want him to judge? I'm afraid it still needs some heat."

Miao Yan shook his head slightly, then looked at the group of Nascent Soul Immortal seedlings: "I only want two, isn't it too much?"

"You really only need two? Then take it and leave quickly."

The group of Nascent Soul fairy seedlings looked at each other, and one of them spoke to urge them, looking a little impatient.

Miao Yan smiled and was about to pick off two Dragon Yuan Fruits.

"Let me be fair. Since Brother Wu discovered these Dragon Origin Fruits first, they naturally belong to him. As immortal seedlings, it would be too ugly for you to snatch them away."

Everyone looked at Fang Chen. The group of Nascent Soul fairy seedlings looked at each other in confusion. One of them asked Miao Yan:

"Who is this person? What is his origin?"

Miao Yan smiled, looked at Fang Chen, and said softly: "Brother Dongfang, this matter... I'm afraid that a casual cultivator can't say anything fair, so don't cause trouble."

"Brother Miao, what you said is wrong. Why can't Brother Dongfang speak out?

There are not many monks in the world as righteous as him. "

Wu Tai snorted coldly, then raised his fists in the air: "Elder Qin, please show up."

Everyone was slightly startled when they saw an old man appearing in the void.

The old man stood with his hands behind his back, standing in the void, looking at Miao Yan and the others quietly. Although his eyes were dull, the look in his eyes made Miao Yan and the others feel horrified.

"Old Qin Man, the Forbidden Demon Island, has met all the immortal seedlings."

Qin Man said lightly.

"It turns out to be Senior Qin Man..."

Miao Yan had a dry smile on his face, but secretly cursed in his heart, is this Forbidden Demon Island crazy? How many people came this time? Can I use the middle-grade spiritual stone and the current high-grade spiritual stone?

Although the group of Nascent Souls had never seen Qin Man, they smelled an unusual aura from him.

Go to the third level monk!

This group of Nascent Soul Immortal seedlings shook their bodies and their eyes flickered.

"Everyone, who owns these Dragon Yuan Fruits now?"

Wu Tai smiled.

"Of course they all belong to Brother Wu."

A dry smile broke out on everyone's faces.

"Little brother, thank you for speaking up and speaking a fair word. You can take these Dragon Origin Fruits."

Qin Man waved his hand gently, picked off ten Dragon Yuan Fruits and handed them to Fang Chen with a kind smile on his face.

Miao Yan and others were stunned.

A fair word, in exchange for ten Dragon Yuan Fruits! ?

Everyone looked at each other in confusion, their expressions were a little ugly. They had known that it would be them who would say this fair word.