Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

"The wife of the Zhentian King... just slaps her lips? Are all these Central Continent's geniuses so aggressive..."

Senior brother Asaka Miyayayo stared blankly at the scene in front of him, with nothing but shock in his eyes.

He didn't know who Gai Wu was summoning through the Xuantian Mirror, but the monks present all knew Hong Sanxiang of Zhentian Palace quite well. He was a killer!

If the other party comes here, there will definitely be a fight between the two parties.

"I'm afraid this person's method is also a mysterious one, but compared to Hong Sanxiang, it should be much weaker."

Some people looked at Shi Long and thought secretly in their hearts.

"Shenji is confused this time..."

Han Linqiu and others looked solemn.

If Shintoism is involved in the grievances between Zhentian Palace and Xuxian Sword Sect, there will be absolutely no benefit at all!

In their opinion, this old man was probably invited by Xun Xiyin. With Fang Chen's status, he was not capable of commanding such a powerful person.

From the "sir" voice he just said, it can be concluded that this Xuanxian should be a certain big shot in Zhongzhou's officialdom.

"You want to kill my nine tribes?"

Fang Chen looked at Gai Wu.

"No?"

Gai Wu said coldly.

"Master Shi, slap me again."

Fang Chen smiled.

Before everyone's eyes, Gai Wu had fallen into the hands of Shi Long, who slapped him dozens of times with his bow from left and right.

First, the wife of King Zhentian and the princess of Lixiao Kingdom, Yu Qingmei, were slapped, and now even the eldest son of King Zhentian, the grandson of Emperor Lixiao, was also slapped.

This was before Yu Qingzhi's funeral.

Immediately, some Lixiao monks became furious and stood up by slapping the table: "You have gone too far! Put this place..."

Shi Long stretched out his hand and struck the man, and he was caught alive. He was slapped more than ten times, and his body and soul were almost separated from each other. Naturally, he couldn't continue what he said.

"enough!"

Emperor Li Xiao shouted coldly and stared at Xun Xiyin with a gloomy look: "Fourth Princess, you..."

Everyone secretly muttered that something was wrong, and their eyes blurred again. Emperor Li Xiao was also caught by Shi Long and slapped more than a dozen times.

The Patriarch's control over power is beyond the imagination of ordinary monks. A dozen or so seemingly ordinary slaps are actually tailor-made for these people and can render them completely useless without harming their lives. The power to fight back, after the fight was over, it was as if his cultivation had been imprisoned, and there was no way to mobilize his spiritual power.

"this……"

The monks from all sides looked at each other.

Emperor Li Xiao was beaten?

Wouldn’t this mean that three generations of our ancestors and grandchildren were beaten...

The Lixiao monks present felt angry and humiliated. The young disciples clenched their fists and stared at Fang Chen. If their eyes could turn into knives, they had cut Fang Chen into pieces ten thousand times in their hearts. .

"Junior Brother Fang, this is a bit too much. No matter what grudge you have with Zhentian Palace, Yu Qingzhi is our senior brother. Today is his funeral. It is unjustifiable for you to beat his relatives at his funeral. ?”

Zhao Jiaolong's eyes flashed with anger.

Qin Hucheng withdrew his gaze from Shi Long and looked at Fang Chen, "Junior brother, give me some face and forget it for today."

"Senior Brother Qin, have you been tired these past few years?"

Fang Chen looked at Qin Hucheng.

"Why do you ask?"

Qin Hucheng's eyes moved.

Fang Chen sighed softly: "If I were you, it wouldn't be too easy. After all, you have to constantly weigh the two."

"Junior Brother Fang, what do you want to say?"

Qin Hucheng took a deep breath and looked calmly.

"Qin Hucheng, it seems he knows a lot."

Gai Wu stood up slowly, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Fang Chen coldly, with a hint of mockery in his eyes:

"Knowing too much will not end well."

Everyone was a little baffled when they saw them playing riddles.

Zhao Jiaolong walked up to Fang Chen, glanced at Shilong, then at Xun Xiyin, and finally said in a deep voice:

"If you two continue to cause trouble here today, I will summon Huangyuan now and ask the gentleman to come out and deal with it.

Brother Yu was also a disciple of Danbu during his lifetime. If King Ji Xian knew that the two of them made trouble at his funeral and beat his relatives, he would definitely not sit idly by and ignore it. "

"Senior Brother Zhao, if you are not involved in some matters, please don't interfere."

Fang Chen said.

"What do you mean by that?!"

Zhao Jiaolong's expression changed slightly.

He suddenly felt that the reason why the two of them came here today was probably not because of the grudge they had at the beginning!

At this moment, someone suddenly applauded outside the hall. Everyone subconsciously turned around and saw an old man standing outside the hall, clapping his hands gently.

When Emperor Li Xiao and others saw the visitor, they all got up and saluted respectfully:

"I'll wait to see my ancestor!"

Ancestor Li Xiao!

That Xuanxian!

Everyone's expressions perked up and they hurriedly raised their hands to salute. They were secretly worried, wondering if the appearance of this ancestor would make the situation more difficult to deal with.

"You don't need to be too polite."

Ancestor Li Xiao chuckled, his eyes swept over Shi Long, and then fell on Fang Chen and Xun Xiyin:

"The reason why you two are here today is probably because of the Blood Spirit Religion."

"Blood Spirit Cult!?"

Everyone's expressions suddenly changed, why are they related to the Blood Spirit Religion again! ?

Yu Qingmei was pulled to her side by Gai Wu at this moment. She covered her face and stared at Fang Chen with pride and resentment in her eyes, as if the situation had been completely reversed.

"Ancestor, what do you mean by this?"

Emperor Li Xiao was shocked and confused.

"You'll find out later."

Ancestor Li Xiao waved his hand, then turned his head and smiled:

"You three can show up now."

Three streams of light fell from the sky and landed behind Ancestor Li Xiao. They were two men and one woman. They all looked a bit older, but the aura exuded by them far exceeded that of Hedao present.

Xuanxian!

These three are all Xuanxian!

Everyone was stunned.

Why are there three more mysterious immortals in Li Xiao? Or... Ancestor Li Xiao knew that someone would come to cause trouble, so he found help in advance?

But……

Everyone was very confused. Just to deal with today's situation, do they need to invite three mysterious immortals?

Xun Xiyin's expression changed slightly, as if he had thought of something.

Ancestor Li Xiao smiled and said: "Little girl, you must have guessed, right? How many of the monks of your Spirit-Slaying Division are actually working for your chief?

In the face of the general trend, I think one day, even your boss will walk side by side with our Blood Spirit Sect.

Because this... is the right way in the world! "

The Blood Spirit Sect...the Soul-Slaying Division...

Now, as long as they are not stupid, the monks present have basically guessed everything.

Zhao Jiaolong finally understood the profound meaning of Fang Chen's previous warning. He looked at Ancestor Li Xiao in disbelief with a look of shock on his face.

This Xuanxian ancestor of Lixiao Kingdom... will be a Blood Spirit Sect monk! ?

Han Linqiu and the others also looked at each other, cold sweat broke out on their foreheads. They seemed to be unlucky and accidentally stepped into a pool of muddy water. It was too late to get out now...

At this time, everyone vaguely saw a glow spreading across the sky. It was very beautiful like the sunset before sunset, but the area of ​​​​this glow was a bit large, and it seemed to cover the entire Kyoto.

When Fang Chen saw this scene, he remembered what he had done before, and basically guessed what Ancestor Li Xiao and the others were going to do next.