Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

In the underworld, in the world of pagodas, on the banks of the Forgotten River.

The Yellow Toad Immortal King was tightly held around the neck by a white palm, and he kept struggling. Occasionally, when he looked at Wangchuan, his eyes showed a hint of fear.

Xu Ruinian, who had been devoured and purified by the Empress, turned into a wandering spirit. His face turned pale and he stood by the flower bridge without saying a word.

"You said that your eldest son kept his word, you are such a majestic Yin demon, how could you have the nerve to lie to me like this!

Put me down quickly, I am just a wandering spirit now and I am no threat to you!

I know many secrets of the Spiritual God Religion and can help you! "

"The Crown Prince said that he would sink you into the River of Forgetfulness."

The loving empress smiled slightly: "How dare I not listen to the prince's words?"

Huang Chan cursed in his heart.

Xu Ruinian secretly took a breath.

Why does such a powerful man, who is like an immortal even in the human world, obey Fang Chen's words so much?

He really couldn't think of any reason. Could it be that Fang Chen's background was far from as simple as the rumors! ?

Just when the Empress was about to let go, she suddenly saw a figure appear and said respectfully:

"Your Majesty."

When the Yellow Toad Immortal King saw Fang Chen, he immediately shouted: "You can keep me here, let's make a deal!"

"Before the transaction, I want to ask you about Xuanyang's fourth body."

Fang Chen said.

The Yellow Toad Immortal King was slightly startled and looked slightly strange: "How do you know..."

The secret to Xuanyang's fourth-layer body was acquired when he obtained the coffin. This inheritance originated from the fairy world, and no one usually knew the origin of this secret.

There were no clues about Xuanyang's fourth-layer body on the coffin. How did the other party discover it?

Fang Chen didn't say anything, just stared at the Yellow Toad Immortal King with a smile.

"If you want the method of Xuanyang's fourth-layer body, I can give it to you, and the cultivation method of this method needs to be supplemented by certain spiritual materials that are only available in the immortal world.

I spent so many years, but I couldn't find all the spiritual materials needed for the third body. However, there was quite a surplus of spiritual materials for the first and second bodies, and I placed them in another cave.

I can give you all of these. Just leave me a way to survive. How about that? "

Yellow Toad Immortal King said.

"Okay, you can say it."

Fang Chen nodded lightly.

The Yellow Toad Immortal King was a little suspicious and hesitated to speak.

Seeing this, the Empress Dowager smiled and said, "Your Majesty keeps his word, you don't need to be afraid."

The Yellow Toad Immortal King gritted his teeth and told Xuanyang's fourth-layer cultivation method, and also gave Fang Chen the location of another cave, which was actually in the Prisoner's Wind Land.

"Throw it into the Lethe River."

Fang Chen turned and left.

The Yellow Toad Immortal King suddenly looked at the Empress Dowager Ci: "One word?"

The Empress smiled and said, "Who asked you to touch the prince's woman?"

After saying that, she flicked the Yellow Toad Immortal King and immediately fell into the River of Forgetfulness. Countless snakes, insects, rats and ants came up one after another. There were also many pale arms that pulled the Yellow Toad Immortal King tightly, dragging him and gradually sank into the river. Forgotten River.

"Xiao Xu, do you want to be like your master?"

The loving empress looked at Xu Ruinian and smiled.

Xu Ruinian's heart trembled and he shook his head repeatedly.

"Then you have to serve me well. You are much prettier than your master. I can't bear to throw you into the river of forgetfulness so soon."

The Empress took Xu Ruinian's hand and entered the red sedan chair together.

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Wang Chongsong of Xuxian Sword Sect led the peak masters and disciples of each peak to gather at the mountain gate to see Wang Zhenlong, Bai Qingming, and Fang Chen off.

Fang Chen looked towards Wang Chongsong. He was still facing the crowd as usual.

The eyes of the Sword Sect disciples were quite complicated, and Zhang Ling and other peak masters also looked at Fang Chen with a hint of weirdness.

"Don't send it off. If things go well, I will be back soon."

Wang Zhenlong waved his hand and took the lead to turn into a sword and go away.

Fang Chen and Bai Qingming followed closely behind.

Seeing the three sword lights disappearing into the sky, the bearded swordsman suddenly looked at Wang Chongsong:

"Sect Master, what happened with Qin Hucheng..."

Everyone looked at Wang Chongsong.

Wang Chongsong turned his back to everyone and said calmly: "The matter has been found out. He has indeed joined the Blood Spirit Sect."

"Why……"

Everyone sighed softly, and their mood became more complicated. Although they knew that joining the Blood Spirit Cult was not the right thing to do, especially for sword cultivators, they were very shameless towards the Blood Spirit Cult's methods.

But after all, Qin Hucheng had lived with them for many years and was very kind to everyone. It would be okay if he died at the hands of outsiders, but it was really sad that he died at the head of his own sword.

"You don't have to think too much, just be yourself. This is Qin Hucheng's destiny. You can't blame others."

After Wang Chongsong finished speaking, he flew towards the main peak.

Everyone clasped their fists in salute and dispersed.

Di Tian, ​​Kunlun Sword Sect.

"Hahaha, this is your chance. When you go to the Land of Prisoner Wind, you must perform well. Even if you have your bloodline, I can get some benefits for you."

A middle-aged man brought Dongfang Hao Jie to the mountain gate of Kunlun Sword Sect and explained softly.

"Dad, you said that this matter is clearly under the control of the sword cultivator. I have never held a sword a few times since I was a child. Can you let me go?"

"As I said, what Old Ancestor Li values ​​is not your cultivation, but your identity as the heir of the Dragon Blood Family. Your bloodline is the purest among us, thanks to the blessing of your ancestors."

The middle-aged man said calmly.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a sword cultivator walking out of the mountain gate. He nodded gently to the middle-aged man, and then walked towards the mountain gate with Dongfang Havoc.

"Go ahead."

The middle-aged man waved his hand, turned and left.

Dongfang Haojie felt a little uneasy. If he hadn't known that Fang Chen would also go with him this time, he would have found an excuse to escape at any cost.

Not long after, Dongfang Haojie came to a large hall. There were already several figures sitting in the hall. Some were at the middle third level, some were at the upper third level, but he was only a small lower fourth level.

The sword cultivator who led the way rushed deep into the palace and cupped his hands:

"Ancestor, the descendant of the Dragon Blood family was brought to Dongfang Haojie."

A descendant of a dragon-blooded family?

Everyone in the hall suddenly looked at Dongfang Haojie. When they saw that Dongfang Haojie was just a young Golden Core monk, they couldn't help but have a flash of contempt and suspicion in their eyes.

Is this kind of monk qualified to meet Li Changsheng, who is number one on the emperor list?

"East, East Holocaust pays homage to Patriarch Li!"

Dongfang Haojie was very sensible and immediately bowed his head and knelt down to salute.

"Get up."

Li Changqing stood up and walked over, stared at Dongfang Haojie for a while, smiled and nodded:

"The blood in your body is very pure, probably comparable to the ordinary direct lineage of the Dragon Blood Family in the Land of Prisoner Wind."

The land of Prisoner Wind, Dragon Blood Family! ?

The monks in the hall all came from Ditian and Beidou. They were all first-class sword cultivators. They were all slightly startled when they heard Li Changsheng's words.

Could this trip to the Sword Burial Ladder be related to the Dragon Blood Family?

"The Long family behind me is the Dragon Blood Family. With him here, even if we lose this time, we might be able to ask for some favor."

Li Changsheng smiled and patted Dongfang Haojie's shoulder gently: "Go find a seat and sit down. Now there are only two people missing."

Everyone was suddenly enlightened, and the eyes they looked at Dongfang Haojie suddenly became unusual and a little more enthusiastic.

I bet this is the mascot and can take the blame for them.

Dongfang Hao Jia was on pins and needles. Just when he couldn't bear it anymore and was about to ask Fang Chen when he would arrive, three figures walked into the hall one after another.

Everyone's expressions changed, and their eyes fell on one of them, looking extremely solemn.

The person in front of me had just gone on a journey to learn swordsmanship not long ago. Their sects were all in ruins, and no one among their peers could match him!