Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

"Do they know each other?"

The Tiannan Sect monks looked at each other, wondering why a monk like Zhou Yiseng could recognize a mortal warrior.

"You recognize me."

Fang Chen walked to Zhou Yiseng and stopped.

"Five years ago, thanks to you, our Blood Spirit Cult was able to refine six Blood Spirit Pills in one fell swoop."

Zhou Yiseng looked sarcastic: "It's a pity that even if you die, you won't understand what all this is about. The gap between you and me is too big.

In the eyes of mortals, you are the number one military god of Great Xia. In my eyes, you are just a chess piece in my hand. You have never even seen me. "

"You really can't take action."

Fang Chen smiled.

"What do you mean?"

Zhou Yiseng narrowed his eyes slightly.

"If you could take action, you would have taken action against me long ago instead of accompanying me here to talk nonsense. They were right.

You are condensing the ninth Immortal Vein. If you take action at this time, the condensation of the Immortal Vein will fail, and thus... you will lose the opportunity to advance to the ninth level of Qi Refining. "

Fang Chen smiled.

A flash of surprise flashed in Zhou Yiseng's eyes. For the other party to say these words, he clearly knew something about cultivation, but where did a martial artist learn this knowledge?

"I can feel that you are confused, but you will never know the truth of all this until you die."

Fang Chen smiled lightly and slowly raised his palm.

"Little brother, since you know something about the way of cultivation, leave here quickly and pass the message for us!"

A Tiannan Sect monk said anxiously: "You are no match for him. No matter what methods you use, you can't break his spiritual power!"

"He's right. You can't hurt me. Even if I can't free my hands to deal with you now, after I get promoted, I will go to Kyoto to find you. If you die, your family will die too.

I will drain their essence and blood one by one in front of you. You can only watch but have no ability to help them. This kind of despair will make you unforgettable even after you die. "

Monk Zhouyi raised the corners of his mouth.

"Xu Hui has already set off on the road, and Granny Jinhua is on the way as well. Daoren Xue is the first to go on the road. It's time for you to accompany them."

Fang Chen chuckled lightly, and the Dragon Mace suddenly appeared in his hand and struck Zhou Yiseng on the head hard.

What! ?

Zhou Yiseng was shocked by Fang Chen's words. Are Xu Hui and Granny Jinhua dead? But after the shock, he felt the terrifying aura on Kang Long Mace.

One way, two ways, three ways...

There are twelve soul seals!

The other party actually possesses such a magic weapon! ?

It was too late for Zhou Yiseng to take action, and the spiritual power in his body surged out on his own, trying to protect the host, but unfortunately, these spiritual powers immediately collapsed as soon as they touched the Dragon Mace!

Without any surprise, Kang Long's Mace struck Zhou Yi Seng's forehead hard.

The next moment, Zhou Yiseng's physical body instantly disintegrated, and the eight formed immortal veins and the unformed ninth immortal vein in his body also collapsed.

Countless spiritual powers surged out and fed back to the world. Where Zhou Yi Seng stood, there was only a lonely long sword left, with Zhou Yi Seng's aura still on it.

The red light that shrouded the Tiannan Sect monks immediately dissipated without a trace as Monk Zhou Yi was reduced to ashes, but they still didn't come back to their senses and stared blankly at Fang Chen.

A person who was at the peak of the eighth level of Qi Refining and was about to be promoted to the ninth level of Qi Refining was actually knocked to death by the Dan Qi martial artist the opponent called him?

"The magic weapon of twelve soul seals... even our Tiannan Sect... doesn't have many..."

Someone murmured.

"Not even a storage ring?"

Fang Chen frowned slightly. It seemed that the storage ring was indeed a scarce resource in the cultivation world. He picked up the long sword on the ground and threw it into the storage ring, then turned to look at the seven Tiannan Sect monks.

"Are you okay?"

"Your Excellency, we can't live anymore. The essence and blood have been drained by Monk Zhou Yi. I have described the whole story in this jade slip. I hope you can send it back to the Tiannan Sect. The Tiannan Sect is located in the southern region of the Fire Nation. I am very grateful…”

The seventh-level Qi Refiner took out a jade slip and placed it beside him. Then, before Fang Chen could speak, he slowly closed his eyes and lost all his vitality.

The same was true for several other monks. It was obvious that they had just reached the end of their strength and were just holding on for a breath.

"That's...that's fine."

Fang Chen whispered to himself.

If they didn't die, he would be very embarrassed. They saw Kang Long's mace, and they also knew that he killed Zhou Yiseng.

From his perspective, he did not hope that these Tiannan Sect monks could leave alive.

Fang Chen simply cleaned up the place and threw everything into the storage ring. Then Fang Chen dug a big hole and buried the Tiannan Sect monks.

"There will definitely be flowers and grass here from now on."

Fang Chen muttered to himself, then turned and left.

It can be predicted that where the seven monks are buried, the spiritual energy that escapes from their bodies after death will cause great changes in the valley.

Two hours later, Fang Chen returned to Tianjian Villa.

With a gentle sweep of the sleeve robe, the contents of the storage ring appeared on the ground.

First, there is the long sword of Monk Zhou Yi. It has eight soul seals on it. It is a good magic weapon. It can be sold for a lot of spiritual stones, or it can be kept for personal use.

Then came the belongings of the Tiannan Sect monks. The total number of spiritual stones they left behind was about two hundred, all of which were of low grade.

There are some magic weapons and a few practice books, which are what Fang Chen needs now.

"In the future, in the world of spiritual practice, you must not trust others easily."

Fang Chen felt a little emotional.

Just after such a journey, his net worth has increased significantly. There are now more than 400 low-grade spiritual stones. If those magic weapons can be realized, they will be worth a lot of spiritual stones.

"Purple Qi Jue, this method can be tried by my parents."

Fang Chen picked up a classic and flipped through it. This method followed an upright path, which was different from the demonic methods like the Blood Spirit Technique.

"Fireball? Ice arrow?"

Fang Chen picked up the other two classics and found that the fireball technique was very similar to what Grandma Jinhua practiced. It seemed like it was a universal technique.

"When I go back this time, I can try out the fireball and ice arrow techniques."

After putting his things away again, Fang Chen took out the talisman paper and began to make the purple electric talisman. For him, this was a process of cultivation.

The next morning.

Jue Panshi immediately came to ask Fang Chen for instructions, hoping that Fang Chen would give instructions to search for the murderers of the Extinct Tianjian Villa.

"He is dead."

Fang Chen said calmly.

"died!?"

Jue Panshi looked shocked. In just one night, the murderer of the Extinct Tianjian Villa had already died in Fang Chen's hands? This is unbelievable!

"Yes, so I will leave here today, but Yuan Sizhi and the others will stay and govern Xiannan County together with Jueqianhu. Some small sects rely on the support of a few warriors to oppress the people. This trend cannot be tolerated. Encourage.”

Fang Chen said calmly.