The Strongest Qi Refiner

Fang Yu and Chen Ye headed in the direction of the Eight-Feng Shenzong.

"I didn't have time to ask last night, what did Bafeng Shenzong do to Yuhuamen? Why did it impress you?" Fang Yu asked on the way.

Hearing this question, Chen Ye's face was gloomy, and his eyes became resentful and cold.

"When the Bafeng Shenzong made a move, the Yuhuamen was at its weakest." Chen Ye gritted his teeth and said, "But if there were no a few sects in the southern border who fell into trouble, the Yuhuamen would never be what they are now. ! And Master, it won't be so early..."

In Chen Ye's words full of anger and hatred, Fang Yu knew the situation back then.

In the battle five hundred years ago, Lin Xunyu was supposed to step into the realm of escapism, but he was attacked and killed at the critical moment of the impact of retreat, and was seriously injured in the end. The entire Yuhuamen suffered heavy losses, completely ruining the hope of rising.

But the Yuhua Sect at that time was not reduced to the point where there is only a pair of master and apprentice living together.

And the final blow that led to the complete collapse of the Yuhua Sect... came from the cooperation of the two sects in the southern border.

Those two sects... are the current third-level immortal sects, Bafeng Shenzong and Zhenwu Tizong!

More than two hundred years ago, the Yuhua Sect had reached its weakest moment. There were less than a hundred people left in the entire sect, and most of them were old and had old wounds on their bodies.

Due to the battle five hundred years ago, Lin Xunyu's cultivation had regressed, and he barely maintained at the extreme celestial realm, but it was only the maintenance of the realm, and his strength was no longer as good as that of a normal cultivator at the extreme celestial realm.

At that time, the Yuhua Sect was already very weak, and those big sects that joined forces at the beginning reached a common goal, and no longer attacked the Yuhua Sect, but wanted to watch the Yuhua Sect slowly perish on its own.

Although this feeling was painful and humiliating, for the Yuhuamen at that time, it was good to be alive.

However, no one expected that after those big sects stopped fighting... the Bafeng Shenzong and Zhenwu Tizong on the southern border had their minds moved.

These two sects were only fifth-level immortal sects at the time, and they were not ranked in the southern border.

They didn't know where they got the information, and they heard that there were many top-notch magic tricks in the Yuhua Sect, so they joined forces to plot evil.

One morning more than two hundred years ago, they sent a group of top monks from the sect to the Yuhuamen.

Even if the Yuhua Sect at that time faced two fifth-level immortal sects, they had no power to fight back and could only let mermaids.

There are less than a hundred monks left, guarding the Yuhua Gate.

Those monks who had experienced the first battle five hundred years ago were already in their dying years, facing the elites of the Eight-Feng Shenzong and the Zhenwu Tizong... they could only be crushed.

However, no one backed down.

In this way, most of these monks died again.

The elite of Bafeng Shenzong and Zhenwu Tizong broke into the Sutra Pavilion of Yuhuamen, and snatched all the remaining secret books that had been looted several times.

"I will never forget, the two masters of Bafeng Shenzong and Zhenwu Tizong at that time! When they left, they saw the two elders still panting..." Chen Ye's eyes were red, his teeth were gnashing, his eyes Clenching his fists tightly, he said, "The two agreed that one would be one, and then the two elders... would be killed!"

Chen Ye was panting heavily, the hatred made him extremely painful.

"In the next two hundred years, there were less than ten people left in the Yuhuamen, and no newcomers were willing to join the Yuhuamen, and the master had no idea of ​​recruiting disciples... Therefore, as time passed, each person passed away, and finally Only me and Master..."

Just listening to Chen Ye's narration, Fang Yu could feel this kind of despair.

The pain certainly cannot be compared.

But this scene of constant suffering and torture, and watching familiar people die one by one... the degree of pain is unimaginable.

Ordinary people, even if they don't die, will probably become crazy.

Fang Yu looked at Chen Ye.

At this moment, Chen Ye's eyes were red, and the tears couldn't stop flowing down.

He can live to this day, has had great courage.

"Thank you." Fang Yu said.

"No, I don't work hard, the pain in Master's heart is a hundred times greater than mine, I..." Chen Ye wiped his tears, choked up and couldn't speak.

Fang Yu stopped talking and looked forward.

Eight Fengshenzong, Zhenwu Tizong.

The two sects, don't even think about escaping revenge!

"The head of the Bafeng Shenzong at that time was called Dichen, right?" Fang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly and asked.

"...Yes." Chen Ye gradually calmed down and replied.

"The elites they brought back at that time should all be elder-level existences now." Fang Yu said to himself, "Today is just right, and they will be wiped out in one go."

As he spoke, Fang Yu looked at Chen Ye again.

Judging from his cultivation and aura, Chen Ye should possess the strength of the second level of the Celestial Extreme.

But the aura emitted by Chen Ye was not stable.

Obviously, in the past hundreds of years, Chen Ye must have suffered injuries to varying degrees, and he has not recovered until now.

"Is your injury serious?" Fang Yu asked.

Chen Ye's expression changed slightly, and he said, "Master, although I am injured, I can still..."

"Don't worry, I just want to say, after I go back, I can help you take a look, maybe there is a way to restore your body." Fang Yu said.

"...Thank you, Sect Leader!" Chen Ye replied gratefully.

"call out!"

Fang Yu and Chen Ye were extremely fast, and quickly approached the location of the Eight Seals of God.

...

At this moment, the Eight Seals of the Divine Sect, on the Tianshen Peak.

Qiu Tianyi was wearing a black robe, standing above the head hall.

In front of him, nearly 500 monks gathered!

Among them, four hundred monks were wearing purple robes with the imprint of the purple flame ball on them.

This shows that they come from the main god peak!

These four hundred monks are all elite disciples trained by the main god peak. Most of them are at the peak of the Daogang realm, and very few of them have reached the first realm of Tianji!

The remaining sixty monks wore robes of other colors, indicating that they came from other peaks, but their strength was on the same level as the elite disciples of the main god peak.

As for the remaining forty, these are the elders of each peak!

These elders all have cultivations above the Heavenly Realm!

Among them, the strong ones have the existence of the third realm of the extreme heaven, and the weaker ones also have the first realm of the extreme heaven!

This is a big rally!

More than 70% of the top power of the entire Bafeng Shenzong gathered here.

"Son of God is seriously injured, everyone knows about it." Qiu Tianyi stood on the hall, his eyes were cold, and said, "The one who hurt people is the Holy Land of Yaochi! They not only seriously injured Son of God and Yang Wu, but also took away the marriage contract. Killing the five elders of Wushen Peak! This is already a declaration of war! This is trampling on the dignity of our Eight-Feng Shenzong!"

"Since the other party wants to declare war, our Bafeng Shenzong, as a third-level immortal sect, will never back down!"

"Today, we will go to the Holy Land of Yaochi and let the other party pay the same price!"

Qiu Tianyi's tone was full of killing intent and majesty.

The faces of the five hundred monks present were serious, and their eyes were also full of anger and murderous intent.

Yaochi Holy Land's actions were too arrogant and arrogant, and they didn't pay attention to their Eight-Feng Shenzong at all!

They want revenge!