Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

Out of the vast white mist, figures emerged one after another. They were all wandering souls who were lucky enough to find their way to the underworld after death.

Most of their eyes were blank and unwilling, and only a few looked curiously, looking around.

As Fang Chen's figure walked out of the white mist, then came Shilong and Xingxian.

As if sensing that the atmosphere here was very comfortable, Zhulong slowly swam out from Fang Chen's shoulders.

She was indeed swimming out. When she was in the human world, she basically slept in Fang Chen's arms. She had no interest in the outside world. Instead, she became energetic when she came to the underworld.

Xingxian and Shilong didn't know what Fang Chen's sudden physical departure was for, and both of them had a trace of worry in their eyes.

With Fang Chen's current strength, it would be best if he could avoid being caught in the dark side to avoid being targeted.

“Your Majesty, the vastness of this underworld is unimaginable. In this small underworld... there may be some beings who are no match for even the lower officials.

If it is not necessary, it is best not to come to the underworld. If you have anything to do, just ask the officials to handle it. "

Shilong said softly.

"Master Shi can't handle this matter on your behalf, so I went there in person."

Fang Chen smiled, and then took out the earthworm sand and the small sword.

Shi Long was a little surprised: "Your Majesty, you want to bottle some Wangchuan water?"

"Lord Shi has said that the water of the River of Forgetfulness is invisible in the human world, so what's the use of pretending."

Fang Chen smiled lightly and said: "I am going to feed this wormwood to this fairy sword below."

Xiaojian: "Xiaochen, I love you the most!"

After waiting for many years, it finally has the opportunity to advance to the fifth level. All these years have not been in vain!

Zhou Tianzhijian seemed a little jealous: "Brother, I haven't absorbed spiritual stones for a long time. Recently, I feel that the ink on the pages of the book has faded a bit."

"This sword..."

Shi Long took a few more glances at the small sword and felt that the sword was somewhat impressive, but he couldn't see what was extraordinary about it.

"Xiaojian, before you advance to the fifth level, the evil things on your body must be eliminated first."

Fang Chen smiled lightly.

Xiaojian was a little curious: "How to solve it? I only have the ability to trap them now, but I have no ability to solve them..."

"I wasn't sure what they were before, but now... I'm afraid they can't even be considered complete immortal souls."

Fang Chen smiled lightly, walked through Wangchuan with his sword in hand, and led everyone to the pagoda world.

"The soul of an immortal?"

Shi Long's eyes moved and he looked at the mottled blood on the small sword, and a smile gradually appeared in the corner of his eyes:

"Your Majesty, this immortal soul is considered valuable in the underworld. Why don't you let the lower official swallow it? Maybe you can increase your skill."

Xingxian swallowed subconsciously, but he understood that such a good thing was not available to him for the time being.

Even if Fang Chen wanted to give it, he would give it to Shilong first, so how could he give him a Yin soldier.

"Dare to swallow me!? You are looking for death! If I am still alive, a sinister monster like you will kill me at will!"

A shadow flew out of the small sword and glared at Shilong.

As the shadow flew out, the mottled blood stains on the small sword seemed to be a little lighter and less.

Fang Chen looked at the shadow. He looked about twenty years old, with a thin figure, a sinister expression, and a hint of venom in his eyes.

Back in Chaoxian Mansion, he seemed to be possessed by this person the most, and he was the one who took the lead in slapping everyone.

"Won't the others come out?"

Fang Chen smiled lightly.

"They don't dare. They are afraid that after they come out, they will either be swallowed by this person, or they will have no choice but to turn into a Yin demon, or they will be refined by you using enchantment.

Humph, what kind of dragon emperor, ethereal goddess, monk king with great thunder sound, laughs at people to death, and is as timid as a mouse, are they qualified to be in the same room with me? "

The phantom had an evil smile on its face and kept cursing as it looked at the mottled blood on the small sword.

"Xiejun Beizhi, do you really think that this emperor dare not kill you?"

Another phantom flew out of the small sword, but as soon as this phantom came out, it immediately turned into a giant dragon that was a hundred feet long. The terrifying dragon body was covered with cold dragon scales, and the majestic dragon head was dying. Staring at the first shadow.

Then, a woman wearing only a light gauze and barefoot on the ground slowly walked out. She did not argue with the evil king Beiqi, but saluted Fang Chen:

"Li Yilian of Misty Immortal Valley has met the young master."

Immediately afterwards, a monk in white clothes with a solemn appearance walked out. There seemed to be the roar of thunder as he walked. His face was erratic, sometimes looking like a man and sometimes looking like a woman. It reminded Fang Chen of Mr. Zhao, who was in charge of the Talisman Department in the Huangyuan.

"Oh my, brother Taoist, I am also a disciple of the Taoist sect. I once had the honor to listen to a sermon by a senior of the Sanqing Sect in the Five Elements Realm of the Human World. He said that the Taoist sect in the world comes from the same family. We are the same sect. Brother Taoist, don't let this place The great yin demon swallowed the soul of the old Taoist."

A sloppy Taoist walked out. As soon as he came out, he cupped his fists and bowed to Fang Chen. He followed Taoist etiquette, his face was full of flattery, and his words were all about flattering and trying to build relationships.

"Sanqing Shangzong... yes, it seems that Xiaoyao Immortal Lord and others... should not know that the Three Thousand Dao Sect is the Sanqing Sect. If not, they would not dare to call Zhongzhou, Ditian, and Beidou the wilderness. land."

Fang Chen's thoughts changed.

If it hadn't been for what the Empress Dowager Ci had said at the beginning, he wouldn't have known that the Three Thousand Dao Sect had another name.

I thought that when these five figures walked out, the mottled blood stains would disappear completely, but I didn't expect that the blood stains on Xiao Jian's body were still there, but very faint.

The next moment, phantoms flew out from it, and in an instant the area for several miles was filled.

Unlike Beizhi Xiejun and others, these immortal souls looked confused and seemed to have no idea what was happening.

Shi Long and Xing Xian, who had a somewhat solemn expression originally, saw this scene, and their expressions were not only solemn, but even Shi Long had a hint of horror.

In front of us, there are at least hundreds of thousands of remnant souls of immortals. Although their strength is not as good as the five that first appeared, immortals are immortals. Even the lowest immortals in the past are stronger than the first-turn loose immortals and first-turn Yin demons. Powerful, those are all true immortals!

Now, someone actually killed hundreds of thousands of immortals and imprisoned their remaining souls in this mediocre flying sword! ?

"No, so many remnant souls of immortals have appeared in the Great Underworld, and their smell cannot be hidden."

Shi Long's expression changed, he pulled Fang Chen's sleeves and shouted in a low voice: "Quickly leave the underworld!"

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and the surrounding Yin Qi flowed, covering it with the aura of the immortal's remnant soul. However, the aura was too thick and strong, and Shi Long's cultivation level could not cover it up for long.

Xingxian had been stunned for a long time. He was so shocked that he didn't even come back to remind Fang Chen. It wasn't until Shilong spoke that he realized that something was not good, but he couldn't help but think in his heart, who was the former owner of this sword? Why are there still more than 100,000 immortal souls hidden inside? Is this a gift for a certain great Yin demon?

"Where are we?"

An immortal remnant soul spoke blankly.

Seeing this, the sloppy old Taoist immediately smiled and said: "This is the underworld. We are all dead. Come and please this young master. Whether you will survive or lose your soul depends on the young master's thoughts!"

Dragon Emperor and Beizhi Xiejun, who were arguing, suddenly became speechless and looked at Fang Chen with complicated expressions.