Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

Fang Chen didn't say anything, just let the blood mist pull him into another void.

Standing in the interior scene, Fang Chen could see the iron bell not far opposite him through the door.

The other party was also looking at him from a distance in the interior, and the innocent smile on his face had a hint of ferocity.

It's just that the interior scenes of both sides are currently imprisoned by the blood mist, and they are unable to make other actions.

outside world.

After Fang Chen and Tie Zhong disappeared, the ghost face chuckled and said to the saints around him:

"Are you interested in watching the battle?"

Normally, no saint would waste time watching a bloody battle of this level.

But Fang Chen's performance has aroused the curiosity of many saints.

"Then go and have a look."

The nearby Saints of Blood Rain Tower smiled and nodded, and whispered softly:

"Watch the battle, Wu Shi vs. Iron Bell."

In an instant, they were also taken away by streams of blood mist.

But some saints were too lazy to watch the battle. Seeing that there was no excitement to watch, they shook their heads and left.

…

…

"You are a newcomer, Ghost Face has already taught you a lot, I will teach you some more.

After entering a bloody battle, those watching have a quarter of an hour to choose whether to watch the battle or not.

A quarter of an hour later, the battle began. At this time, the saints who wanted to watch the battle could not come in.

Later, many saints will see you kneeling at my feet and begging for mercy.

Unless you are not afraid of death. "

Tie Zhong said with a naive smile.

"Can those in the top 100 be watched?"

Fang Chen asked casually.

"That's natural. Do you think the Blood Rain Tower will be the same as the Five-Day Battlefield? Those Qiyang students are all so mysterious that they are not even allowed to watch the battle?

Here, everything is open and there is nothing to hide. "

Tie Zhong smiled.

While talking, one interior location after another appeared nearby.

Ghost Face and several other companions were also among them.

Seeing this, Tie Zhong waved to them with a smile.

The ghost face smiled and said: "Tie Zhong, fight well. I want to see if the saints in Qifeng District are getting weaker with each generation."

"Ghost Face, how many tricks do you think I can use to kill him?"

Tie Zhonghan smiled.

Before the ghost face could answer, a saint who was watching the fun laughed loudly:

"Tie Zhong, after all you have been in the Blood Rain Tower for quite a long time, with a win of six hundred and a loss of four hundred. According to your methods, I bet within twenty moves of you, this kid will definitely beg for mercy!"

When Tie Zhong heard this, he immediately smiled, and his smile looked a little proud.

But there are also people who say bad things:

"Tie Zhong, the reward for this blood battle in the middle stage of Qi collection is the nine-star blood pupil fruit. There are many guys over there in the five days who have sneaked into the blood battle space. If you bump into someone who ranks in the top five hundred in the five days, you may have to do it today. Got the shit beaten out of me.”

"Fuck your grandma, are you cursing me?"

Tie Zhong was furious.

Ghost Face looked at the other party: "Shut up, the first five hundred in five days? Can such a saint run to the Qifeng District? If they want to choose, they will also choose the top few war zones!"

"I mean, it's possible. Why are you so angry?"

The other party laughed and cursed, obviously not afraid of Ghost Face and Tiezhong, and deliberately messing with their mentality.

At this time, the blood mist was slowly disappearing from the two interior scenes.

Seeing this, Tie Zhong sneered:

"I'm going to let you see if this kid is the Dragon Crossing the River from the other side in the past five days. Even if he is, I will beat him into a little loach and kneel down and call him daddy!"

The blood mist dissipated, and Iron Bell exploded with all its strength in an instant, and the magical powers gathered into a torrent of magical powers, surging towards Fang Chen.

"Have you almost condensed four or five magical powers? You are indeed at the level of a student from an academy."

Fang Chen nodded secretly in his heart and raised his hand to punch.

The torrent of magical power erupted from the iron bell seemed to have encountered something indescribable. After stagnating for an instant, it was swept back by an even more violent torrent of magical power.

In an instant, the entrance to the inner scene of the Iron Bell was turned into nothingness.

The interior locations are also disappearing inch by inch.

The iron bell only had time to let out a piercing scream, and then, together with the interior scene, it turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared without a trace with a bang.

At the same time, a soul seducer appeared, glanced at Fang Chen, and then left directly with Tiezhong's soul.

"There are soul seducers, so although the troubled area is independent of five days away, it is still under the control of the soul clan."

Fang Chen's thoughts moved slightly.

At this time, he discovered that his record had one more record: one.

Win one, lose zero.

At the same time, his blood score also changed from zero to one.

"If you win a game, you only get a few blood points? How much will be deducted if you lose a game?"

Fang Chen always felt that losing a game would probably result in more points being deducted than winning a game.

Otherwise, it would be easy for someone to find a loophole and use it to increase points in exchange for rewards?

"..."

It was only at this moment that the saints watching the battle nearby began to react, their eyes slightly blank.

Even the one who had just opened his mouth to tease Tie Zhong fell into silence, with a flash of horror in his eyes.

Almost at the same time, a similar thought came to the minds of these Saints of Blood Rain Tower.

The person in front of me is not really the genius from Wutian Academy, right? In the academy, are they all top-notch?

Otherwise, how could Tie Zhong, who was in the middle stage of Qi gathering, be defeated without even being able to survive a single move?

It can be said that none of the Saints of Blood Rain Tower present today can do this!

"Ghost Face, I'll go out and wait for you."

Fang Chen looked at the ghost who was silent and confused.

Ghost Face and the other companions finally woke up from the shock, a look of horror flashed in their eyes, and they said quickly:

"wait……"

Before they finished speaking, they were sent back to the bloody battle space.

Ghost Face quickly searched around, and when he saw Fang Chen, he bowed repeatedly:

"Brother Wu Shi, I am ignorant and have offended Brother Wu Shi. Please forgive me. I am willing to offer you three hundred Neijing Yuan Stones as an apology."

Although the opponent's record was not enough to challenge him, Ghost Face didn't want to offend such a terrifying existence. How could he hang out in the bloody battle space in the future? Wouldn’t it mean to live with your head in your belt all day long?

"What about them?"

Fang Chen looked at the others.

These few people didn't say anything from the beginning to the end, but their expressions just now were very cooperative, either gloating or contemptuous, as if they were sure that Fang Chen was an accomplice and accomplice!

"They also offered three hundred inner scene yuan stones!"

Ghost Face immediately made the decision for them!

These few people looked at each other, and in the end did not refute. They honestly took out the inner scene elemental stone and handed it to Fang Chen.

Fang Chen did the math and collected four copies in total, totaling 1,200 Neijing Yuanshi.

In less than half an hour, he had earned 1,200 Neijing Yuanshi. The speed of making money was not even comparable to that of Qing Yi at Manshan Road.

"I finally understand the significance of the existence of the Blood Rain Tower. Even if I live here with my head in my belt, it is worth it if I have such big benefits..."

Thinking of this, Fang Chen smiled and said to the ghost:

"Then our misunderstanding will be resolved, and we will be friends again when we meet again."

"It's a friend, it's a friend."

Ghost Face nodded repeatedly.

After Fang Chen walked away, he felt his face turn red. Seeing the saints around him looking at him with a bit of schadenfreude, Ghost Face couldn't help but shout:

"Are you laughing? Who hasn't kicked an iron plate in the Blood Rain Tower?"

"..."

When the saints from all walks of life heard this, they left angrily.