Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

In the Three Thousand Dao realm, Fang Chen sat quietly under the three divine beasts. Since Zou Yin belongs to the lineage of Ye, the Yin divine beast will bless him in the future.

If the process of condensing the Nine Heavens Xuan Ni Yuan Shen does not trigger the Yin Walking Technique, then it would be great.

If he really had to choose, he wouldn't want to break into that kind of place when he was unsure.

"Zhulong, I need your blood essence, just an inch."

Fang Chen said softly.

Zhulong, who was swimming around, was slightly startled when he heard this, and then slowly swam to Fang Chen.

"Eat these Dragon Essence Fruits first to replenish your body."

Fang Chen smiled and took out more than twenty Dragon Yuan Fruits.

Zhulong's eyes suddenly lit up, he took a deep breath, and more than twenty Dragon Yuan Fruits were sucked into his mouth.

Its three-foot-long body visibly grew in size, and then slowly recovered. Whether it was an illusion, its gold and silver pupils seemed to have become deeper.

There was a faint flash of flames in the left pupil, and there seemed to be silvery white frost falling down in the right pupil.

After eating and drinking, Zhulong gently rubbed his head against Fang Chen, acting a little warmer than before, and the timidity on his face disappeared.

Then it signaled Fang Chen to open his palm, then he vomited with all his strength, and a drop of blood the size of a longan fell into his palm.

As soon as this blood bead appeared, there was a terrifying chill that almost froze Fang Chen to death.

He did not dare to neglect, and immediately took out the high-grade spiritual stone that Mr. Xun gave him and put the two together.

As soon as the blood beads and the high-grade spiritual stone came into contact, they began to fuse with each other. The fusion process was like two drops of water attracting each other and finally becoming one.

The whole process took less than ten breaths. After the fusion, the high-grade spirit stones disappeared, the blood beads also turned into liquid form, and the previous terrifying chill also disappeared.

Fang Chen took a deep breath and slowly opened his mouth. Liquid blood drops immediately flew into his mouth, pouring down his throat and into his limbs.

In an instant, the spiritual power in his body began to riot, like thousands of troops rushing towards Jiandan.

The sword core couldn't bear it and shattered on the spot. The spiritual power after the collapse was hundreds or thousands of times greater than before.

The first step of Ning Ying: Broken Pill, completed.

Fang Chen was constantly running the Three Thousand Dao Dharma Yuanying Chapter, pulling the spiritual power in his body to run along a specific route.

However, before the sword core is broken, the spiritual power is like thousands of troops under his hands, and he can still control it easily.

But now that the sword core has shattered, thousands of troops have instantly turned into an army of millions, and its control has become a huge problem.

Even if he has the Yanguang Divine Eye, even if his soul is special, it is difficult to prevent some spiritual power from seeping out of his pores in the form of blood.

In just a few breaths, Fang Chen was covered in blood and turned into a bloody man.

These overflowing blood are strands of irrepressible spiritual power, and any strand can be comparable to a twelfth-level Qi Refiner.

Fang Chen ignored it and continued to circulate the spiritual power in his body according to the method of condensing the Nine Heavens Mysterious Female Yuan Shen in the Three Thousand Dao Nascent Soul Chapter.

Over and over again, over and over again.

time flies.

Several years have passed, and Fang Chen's face has become skinny, and the flesh and blood on his body seems to have melted away with the spilled spiritual blood.

The clothes have long since become wider and wider, and the bones under the clothes are still visible.

It seems that only a few years have passed, but Fang Chen's appearance has become much older.

Fang Chen was aware of the changes during this period, but he could not stop it.

There is no turning back when the bow is drawn. This is the path Ningying has taken.

The sword core has been broken. If the Nascent Soul fails, the spiritual power in the body will no longer be able to carry it and will only be lost continuously.

In just a few years, he has lost most of his spiritual power. If he continues like this, he will lose all his spiritual power in less than ten years.

You will then face a very embarrassing situation.

Without his spiritual power, he doesn't even have the 200 lifespan of a swordsman, and his age has already reached the end of his burial, and he will die of old age on the spot.

"What went wrong."

Fang Chen thought to himself.

From the broken pill, to the condensation method of operating the Nine Heavens Xuan Ni Yuan Shen, and the prerequisite Xuan Ni Yin Beast's essence and blood, he did it step by step, without making any mistakes during the process.

Logically speaking, even if the Nascent Soul is not yet mature, it should have made some progress, instead of being like this with no signs of becoming a baby.

It was as if there was an obstacle standing in front of him.

I just don’t know where this obstacle comes from. If I could know, I could try to remove the obstacle.

Another few years.

Fang Chen, who was sitting cross-legged under the three divine beasts, was completely reduced to skin and bones, with only a thin layer of flesh and blood covering his body.

"I see."

Fang Chen suddenly opened his eyes, stopped using the method, and allowed the spiritual power in his body to speed up.

From the beginning to the end, he made a mistake early on in one step. It was precisely because of this mistake that he encountered great obstacles in condensing the Nine Heavens Xuan Ni Yuan Shen.

All reasons are probably inseparable from his sword elixir.

If something goes wrong in practice, some people will go crazy, and some people will be lucky enough to survive in other ways.

But this approach may not last long, but problems will not be exposed at the time. Problems will naturally arise later.

The same is true for Jade Fairy's Immortal Demon Fetus, and the same is true for his sword elixir.

On their way to spiritual practice, their paths deviated due to some accidents. They either straightened the path or continued on the deviated path.

Either way, it's not easy.

"With the rate at which my spiritual power is being lost, I should hit bottom in about a month."

Fang Chen was thoughtful.

This time it was not that his spiritual power was exhausted, his sword pill had long been broken, but that his real spiritual power was leaking out.

No one can say whether it will rebound as usual after hitting bottom.

He was prepared for the worst.

With a thought, the black and white paper man suddenly appeared in front of Fang Chen, and the spiritual power in Fang Chen's body was once again consumed a lot.

"Your Majesty, how did you become like this!?"

The black and white paper man was slightly startled.

Fang Chen's face was filled with deathly aura at this moment, and he looked like he was about to die and would die soon.

"It's a long story."

Fang Chen twitched his lips: "I'm here to explain some things, which will be regarded as a will. If I really die and you can leave from here, just do as I say."

"Your Majesty, is it because of the evil spirit..."

The black paper man whispered.

Fang Chen shook his head and laughed at himself: "I haven't reached that stage yet. I thought it would be difficult to go to the underworld, but I didn't expect that I couldn't even complete the simplest condensation."

"Ningying failed..."

The black and white paper figures looked at each other in disbelief, with a flash of disbelief in their eyes.

They had never thought of this possibility, so they couldn't tell Fang Chen's current state for a while.

Now if I look carefully, I can see that they are exactly the same as some of the monks who failed in Ningying.

The golden elixir has been destroyed. If Ningying fails, the result will be that he will become a mortal. If he has enough lifespan, he will not die for a while, but most monks have reached the stage of Ningying, how can they still have enough lifespan?

The seventy or eighty years of mortal life have long been exhausted!

"Xiao Bai and Xiao Hei, if my life span is exhausted, throw my body into the sea of ​​immortals and demons, and you can take them to find Xia Ji."

Fang Chen took off the storage ring, then took out the small sword, Zhou Tianzhijian, and the candle dragon.

The black and white paper figures looked at each other speechlessly.

Xiao Jian has been vaguely aware of it in the past few years, and quickly said: "Xiao Chen, why not let the immortal blood merge with you, maybe you can be saved."

"What nonsense are you talking about? How can he fight with them in this state? He will be completely taken over and cease to exist."

Zhou Tianzhijian snorted coldly: "Brother, you can't die just yet. Do you still have the Dragon Yuan Fruit left? When your spiritual power is exhausted, take it and you can die."