Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

"That's a good question, I'd be happy to answer it, let me do it."

The leader of Dawei Study Hall, the Ghost Immortal, waved the folding fan in his hand and said with a smile.

Seeing this, the Ghost Immortal leader of the Black Sun Empire nodded slightly and gave him the right to speak.

All eyes fell on the ghost immortal who led the team in the Great Wei Study Room, especially the ghost immortal from the Flesh and Flesh Temple.

"My answer is also very simple. If you don't stand by our side, the only thing waiting for you is death."

The leader of Dawei Study Hall, the Ghost Immortal, smiled and said:

"Although Tai Cang Territory is currently negotiating with you, what if the negotiation is settled?

Do the demons and monsters no longer exist in the Nine Realms?

Could it be that the fallen immortals in the Great Immortal Realm will fall one by one and disappear into thin air? "

"What do you mean?"

"What does this matter have to do with the Fallen Immortal? If you cooperate with the Fallen Immortal, you will only be asking for trouble.

They are the great Yin demons with sanity, cunning, cunning, and vicious. You demons should understand this best. "

The leader of the Flesh and Blood Temple, the Ghost Immortal, said coldly.

Fallen immortals are originally trained in a special way by demons.

It is not restricted by normal paths, nor is it restricted by the rank of the ninth rank. Just like the true demons of the demon clan, as long as the background is strong enough, one can naturally be promoted to the ninth rank.

In terms of the difficulty of cultivation, the path taken by the human race and the demon race is the most difficult.

But if it succeeds, it will be the most stable.

"We demons have no control over this matter."

The leader of Da Wei Study Room, Guixian, smiled and shook his head:

"Now, it is the demon clan who chooses to cooperate with the fallen immortals."

He pointed to the Eighteen Luo Heavenly Prison Tower in the sky:

“With the cooperation of the three powerful clans, you humans have no hope of getting this treasure from the underworld.

If you choose to cooperate with us now, when the underworld is unified, the human race will be qualified to sit down and share some of the oil and water.

If not, there is no need for you humans to exist in the Nine Realms.

Let me, the Demon Clan, and the Monster Clan divide these nine vast territories together. "

"Although that Fang Yanjun is a member of your human race, his background is destined to be unable to benefit in this battle for the treasure. He can't even protect himself. If you choose to side with him, you are digging your own grave."

The leader of the Nine Nether Immortal Sect, Guixian, added.

Leng Buqi followed his master and participated in this meeting. When he heard what the other party said, his eyes could not help but reveal a trace of solemnity and worry.

If the demon clan, demon clan, and fallen immortals really join forces, then today's underworld treasure will really fall into the hands of Mo Tiansi.

By then, the negotiations in Tai Cang Territory will inevitably break down.

With this treasure, it is enough to influence the situation in the nine realms of the human world from the underworld.

The human race will be in a passive state of being beaten for a long time.

And this was not only thought of by Leng Buqi, but also by all the human ghosts and immortals present.

"Then let's fight. No matter whether this thing will fall into our hands or not, we will never let it fall into the hands of the demons and monsters.

It is even more impossible for it to fall into the hands of the fallen immortal! "

The corners of the black jade elder's mouth rose, and the flower basket in his hand suddenly turned into dense black snake heads, attacking directly towards the three leading ghost immortals in Tai Cang Territory.

With her setting an example, others would not hesitate.

Cutting off some of the opponent's wings before all of the opponent's forces have arrived may affect the subsequent situation.

The battle situation is like this, changing rapidly.

They were still negotiating just a moment ago, and in the blink of an eye they were at war with each other.

Fang Chen and others watched this scene quietly. Without him saying anything, Venerable Fatian and others would naturally not intervene in this war.

Because the ghost immortals who led the team from all sides brought some ninth-level ghost immortals who had lost their minds and were confused.

If such a being were to take action, the aftermath alone would be enough to drink a pot of water at the eighth turn.

Fortunately, the forces on all sides have restrained themselves, and no one has used such a big killer weapon as the Nine-turn Ghost Immortal.

"Want to fish in troubled waters?"

Fang Chen suddenly chuckled, took out the Yin gourd and poured it gently.

As soon as Master Qinghe appeared, a shadow emerged from the void.

It was a confused nine-level ghost immortal. After being pinched by Master Qinghe, he seemed to have lost the ability to fight back and could only keep struggling.

Only then did Venerable Fatian and the others realize that someone had already had murderous intentions towards Lord Yan and wanted to take advantage of the chaos to attack and kill Lord Yama!

They stood up one after another and stood in the four directions of Fang Chen, southeast, northwest, and looked alert.

"Little Master, throw it up."

Fang Chen smiled.

Seeing this, Master Qinghe immediately slapped the chest of the Nine-Rank Ghost Immortal with a palm, and he was immediately hit by a powerful force to the top of the Eighteen Luo Heavenly Prison Tower, where he was absorbed and refined.

"Prince Fang...what happened here?"

Master Qinghe looked at the chaotic situation in the distance with some surprise.

Fang Chen briefly explained a few words, and Master Qinghe looked at the Eighteen Luo Heavenly Prison Tower in surprise.

"It is worthy of being the treasure of the underworld. I also feel a little pressure from this object. If I approach it at this moment, I will be swallowed by it."

Master Qinghe looked a little solemn.

"It's not in the right state right now and will attack indiscriminately, so just stay away from it."

Fang Chen smiled.

After a pause, "The origin of the ghost fairy just now is from Mo Tiansi?"

Venerable Fatian heard that they were being asked, and shook their heads.

"The aura on that person is very different from that of Mo Tiansi's Nine Revolutions. He should be a ghost immortal cultivated from the remaining pages of the Book of Life and Death."

Venerable Fa Tian said.

"So some people come, but they hide in the dark and don't want to show up, but they want to see if they can catch my big fish."

Fang Chen smiled.

In the distance, a group of ghost immortals were quietly hiding their figures. When they saw that the ninth-level ghost immortal's surprise attack failed, their faces were extremely ugly.

This group of ghosts and immortals has an obvious feature. Most of them have bald heads and hold Buddhist beads.

"Some time ago, we were alerted. This is your fault. If it weren't for you, we wouldn't have lost a nine-turn ghost immortal like this."

An old monk looked at Shao Guangyang coldly.

Shao Guangyin was silent for a few breaths and said calmly:

“This is a rare opportunity, if you don’t give it a try, how will you know if it will work?

If this Fang Yanjun can be dealt with in advance, I don’t need to say again how great the benefits will be to our clan, right? "

"Fang Yanjun is not the target of our trip, this treasure of the underworld is."

The old monk sneered: "It's just because you have some relationship with him that you plan to use it for public use.

Now that you have lost a nine-turn statue, let me see how you explain it to the great abbot. "

"There is no need to explain. The birth of this treasure will change everything."

Shao Guang spent his time staring at the Eighteen Luo Heavenly Prison Tower in the sky:

"There won't be too much time given to humans."

"Hehe... After the human race is settled, how about we join forces to kill the demon race?"

A monk with a cunning face quietly walked up to Shao Guangyin, with eight hundred evil intentions in his eyes.