Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

"No way... Ghost Face, am I dazzled?"

The blood disciple looked blankly at the ghost face.

In front of them, the movements on the bloody battle list were like the magical power of a heavenly saint.

It exploded in the entire restricted area of ​​​​Xueyu Tower!

"You're not dazzled, I saw it too, what's going on with Brother "Wushi", why is it..."

A wry smile appeared on Ghost Face's face.

He didn't say the word "die" because he still had a glimmer of hope for that person.

But……

How dare that person touch the taboos in the later stage of Qi collection!

That was the most terrifying existence in the Blood Rain Tower for many years.

An existence that even the disciples of the Heavenly Saint dare not touch.

Ordinary Blood Rain Tower saints cannot understand the reason, but they probably guessed the meaning of "Wu Shi".

There are some who praise, but most of them are sarcasm hidden in their hearts.

"Old Ba, maybe you can avenge Fan Ji without the help of your demon clan."

"Chicken Soup Stewed Rice" looked at the scene of the bloody battle with a touch of emotion in his eyes:

"Qi Guan Yi, who used his body in the middle stage of Qi gathering to challenge Qi Guanyi in the late stage of Qi gathering, is so arrogant, no wonder he didn't take us seriously in the beginning."

"Eight-Armed Pagoda" stared blankly at the bloody battle list.

What he was thinking about at the moment was not Fan Ji's revenge.

But...

"Why does he!? Who does he think he dares to directly challenge Qi Guanyi?"

"Eight-Armed Pagoda" suddenly asked.

But none of the saints nearby could give him the answer.

Ridiculousness was their only thought at the moment.

It's just so...ridiculous!

"Can I watch the battle?"

"Eight-Armed Pagoda" saw that the saint nearby ignored him, so he couldn't help but ask again.

"We just watched it. We were a step too late and we are no longer allowed to watch the battle."

"Chicken Soup Stewed Rice" muttered:

"But... the results should be available soon, we just have to wait a little."

"It's a pity. I still want to see how this kid was beaten to death."

"Eight-Armed Pagoda" sneered:

"Even the Qitian Clan can't kill a being, and this kid still wants to challenge it? It's just wishful thinking!"

at the same time.

A certain interior location that was leaving the turbulent place at an extremely fast speed suddenly paused.

Immediately afterwards, the voices of their ancestors rang in the ears of the four generals and princes.

""Wu Shi" challenges Qi Guanyi, let's return to the restricted area of ​​​​Xueyu Tower. "

"hiss--"

The prince took a deep breath and subconsciously looked at the general:

"Brother, my ancestor just said..."

The king's general looked solemn: "Ancestor said Wu Shi challenged Qi Guanyi."

Wang Yumeng: "Is he crazy?"

"Maybe so."

The king said expressionlessly.

…

…

Dragon Sword restricted area.

"Are you dazzled or am I dazzled?"

Li Mo looked at Zhang Daoyue.

Zhang Daoyue muttered: "None of us are dazzled. These little guys have indeed understood the magical power of the Dragon Sword."

Not far away, behind Wang Chongsong and others, their respective interior locations appeared.

In the majestic interior scenery, there is a faint golden dragon wandering.

Finally, each of the golden dragons turned into a golden sword, standing in the interior scene, shining with bright light.

"Now I have some doubts about their identities before reincarnation..."

Li Mo murmured to himself that he wouldn't be surprised if one of these junior brothers and sisters mastered the magical power of the Dragon Sword.

The disciples of Mercy Mountain already have such qualifications!

But they all have understood the magical power of the Dragon Sword, so what does this mean?

When did the magical power of war, which is comparable to the supernatural power, become so worthless?

Even those of them who are senior brothers and sisters, few have comprehended this magical power.

"No matter what their status was before reincarnation, now they are all human beings and are my disciples of Mercy Mountain.

There is no doubt about this. "

Zhang Daoyue said thoughtfully.

"That's natural, it's just..."

Li Mo hesitated to speak.

At this moment, Zhang Daoyue and Li Mo suddenly trembled, and they both looked at each other.

"Have you received the message too?"

"Over there in the Blood Rain Tower, there is a saint challenging Qi Guanyi!?"

…

…

Distributed in Qiyang Academy for five days, one by one the masters walked out of the cave where they had been cultivating for many years.

At this moment, their eyes seemed to be able to see each other through the void.

"That "Wu Shi" is the killer sent by your Qitian clan, right? "

"Fart, how can we, the Qitian Clan, do such a trivial thing?"

"It looks like there is a good show to watch, but I am very curious, which of you is the disciple of "Wu Shi"? "

"not mine."

"Not mine either."

"There must be one who is lying and doesn't want to admit it?"

"Let's investigate thoroughly to see who "Wu Shi" is. Maybe he is the saint from the troubled land. "

"Being able to kill Fan Ji and dare to challenge Qi Guanyi in the middle stage of Qi collection is a bit interesting and worth training."

…

…

Qin Pojia drove through the inner scene and came to a prison built deep in the void.

"How did you come."

Qin Wushen was slightly startled when he saw the person coming.

"Do you still remember Qi Guanyi?"

Qin Pojia said in a deep voice.

Qi Guanyi?

Qin Wushen was stunned for a moment, feeling that this name was too old.

It's been so long that he almost forgot about the other party.

But all of a sudden, all the experiences he had had in Qiyang Hall came out.

That year, he had just condensed the Qi Gathering Holy Position, and was still a young saint in the early stages of Qi Gathering.

Fighting all the way to Qiyang Hall.

I thought that even if my strength is not as good as those of the successors of Tianzun, I am still the best in the five days.

Until he met a saint.

That saint was called Qi Guanyi.

He never withstood a single move in the hands of that saint.

The losing streak made him frustrated.

I also saw with my own eyes the sight of the first saint who ascended to the early stage of Qi collection.

Qin Wushen boasted that he had the blood of Tianzun flowing through him.

But for the first time, he discovered the huge gap between himself and the kind of true genius.

"I remember him. Didn't he betray the Qitian clan and run to a troubled place?"

Qin Wushen suppressed all the memories in his heart and said softly.

“This time, one of the mid-stage Qi collectors took the initiative to challenge him.

The name of the statue in the Blood Rain Tower in the middle stage of Qi collection is "Wu Shi".

Before challenging Qi Guanyi, he killed Fan Ji of the Demon Clan. "

Qin Pojia said.

"Fan Ji... was killed? As long as they, the Demon Clan, have devoured an inner landscape, their strength will far exceed ours. How could he be killed..."

Qin Wushen lost his voice.

"I don't know either. I came here this time to ask you. There seems to be some movement at Mercy Mountain. Do you think we should go and tell Patriarch Huosui?"

Qin Pojia asked casually.

"Mercy Mountain? They can't make any waves. The only thing they need to pay attention to is the one named Fang.

But you have already taken action once, so you should keep a low profile during this period.

Wait until I come out. "

Qin Wushen said.

"Okay, I'll leave first then. By the way, I'll let you know when the results come out from Qi Guanyi's side."

Qin Pojia nodded lightly, turned and left.

"Qi Guanyi..."

Qin Wushen murmured to himself.

…

…

Blood Rain Tower.

Void.

Qi Guanyi looked at Fang Chen and said curiously:

"Why did it take a few days?"

"I went to borrow the Dingxuan Fruit. I didn't prepare it before."

Fang Chen answered truthfully.

"You told me earlier, I have plenty here."

Qi Guanyi frowned and said: "That way, we can fight a few days earlier." (End of Chapter)