The Strongest Qi Refiner

"Holy, Holy Lord..."

At this moment, Saint Kurong's mind went blank.

On the one hand, he was shocked and excited by the Holy Lord's plan, but on the other hand, he knew... that he was not far from death.

Such a state of mind is so complicated.

Immediately, Saint Kurong stopped in the air and gave up running away.

"Whoosh..."

Two or three seconds later, Fang Yu came to Saint Ku Rong.

Saint Ku Rong remained motionless in the air, with his head bowed.

Fang Yu frowned, and raised the head of Saint Kurong.

I saw the entire head of the saint Kurong, as if melting, slowly turning into plasma.

"Fang Yu, you are doomed, you are doomed..."

A voice of resentment came from the throat of Saint Kurong.

Then, the whole body of the saint Kurong completely melted and disappeared.

Fang Yu stood high in the sky with a cold face.

Except for the fact that the Holy Master is not dead, the entire Holy Pavilion has been completely destroyed by him today.

This is a great victory.

At least after clearing the Endless Domain and the Holy Pavilion one after another, there are no obvious forces targeting the human race on the entire Great Tianchen.

However, the Holy Master hiding in the dark, as well as the power of Chen Qian'an and that mysterious person... are still full of unknowns.

This made Fang Yu feel bad.

Furthermore, looking back at the entire course of what happened today... there seems to be something wrong.

"Go back first."

Fang Yu shook his head, looked at the position of Yuhua Gate, and flew quickly.

...

Fang Yu used the power of law to quickly restore the integrity of the island where the Yuhua Gate was located.

But the damage suffered by the entire green sea is irreversible.

Sea levels have dropped by at least a third.

Most of the casualties caused by the Holy Pavilion to the Yuhuamen were concentrated on the group of pure-blooded demon spirits.

Of the more than 300 pure-blooded demon spirits, only about 50 survived, and the others were all killed.

Shi Yuan, Hua Yan, and other disciples in the sect were injured to varying degrees.

As for the night song... the most serious.

And if the field of view is enlarged to the entire southern region, the loss will be even more severe.

More than two hundred saints sent by the Holy Pavilion killed hundreds of thousands of human beings in various parts of the southern region in a very short period of time.

Although he finally won... But the price of victory is still extremely high.

In the middle of the night, Fang Yu was alone on the back mountain, put the frozen Ye Ge in front of him, and squatted aside.

Looking at Ye Ge who was not in human form, Fang Yu knocked on his forehead.

If Yege is really Lin Xunyu...then the suffering Lin Xunyu suffered would be more serious than before.

The Lin Xunyu I saw at the beginning was dying, and he hung his life to guard the Yuhua Gate for a thousand years until Fang Yu came.

And if Yege is Lin Xunyu, then this story is another version.

After Lin Xunyu was seriously injured, he was on the verge of death.

But he can't die until he can't die, otherwise... no one can protect the Yuhuamen, and no one can protect the human race.

Therefore, he decided to conceal the cause and effect, and borrowed his life for two thousand years.

And the final result is the night song in front of you.

He did guard the Ascension Gate left by his father, but he also paid a very heavy price.

Being backlashed by the force of karma is almost a certain death situation, and even the soul will suffer great torture.

"I should have taken care of you, but...it was too late." Fang Yu said with a sigh.

"In any case, I still want to reiterate that if you are backlashed by the force of karma, no matter whether it is a person or an object... there is no possibility of reversal." Li Huoyu's voice sounded, "You give up on him now, the implication is not too big , even if the power of karma is backlash, it can still bear it, but if you keep him, then...the karma involved will become bigger and bigger, until...it will completely swallow you, and your existence is..."

Having said this, Li Huoyu suddenly stopped.

"As long as there is a slight possibility, I will save him." Fang Yu said lightly, "As for the karmic backlash, we will wait until it comes."

"It doesn't have to be tangible. Many times... the power of karma is counterattacking invisibly, slowly eating away at everything." Li Huoyu said, "What it brings is definitely not as simple as death..."

Fang Yu didn't speak.

"...However, that person should have seen this too, but he still chose...well, I have nothing to say." Li Huoyu suddenly said again.

"Borrowing a life for two thousand years, who can I borrow? Who can lend a life to others? Isn't the act of borrowing a life a violation of karma?" Fang Yu frowned, thinking.

If you can find the person who Ye Ge said was borrowed for two thousand years, you might be able to figure out a lot of things.

Just, no clue.

...

An hour later, Fang Yu returned to the back mountain.

He sat on the easy chair, looked up at the stars in the sky, and frowned.

Just as the Lord said.

The strong people of the human race he had come into contact with died and disappeared.

None of them ended well.

Including Lin Batian, including Hong Tianchen, including Lin Xunyu, etc...

In addition, Fang Yu has always had a very doubtful point since he came to Datianchenxing.

That is, those monks who ascended on the earth back then, where are they now?

In his time, he knew that many monks had ascended.

For example, the Wuji Taoist whom I met before, Shangxuan Tianzun, and his master Daotian, senior brother Daochen and so on.

Have all these monks who ascended from the earth left this plane?

Or maybe they didn't come to the Great Tianchen Star, but reached other star fields?

This question has no answer.

And on the Great Tianchen Star, Fang Yu only found traces of the existence of Lin Batian and Master Daotian.

Other than that, no one else.

"The more I think about it, the weirder it becomes..."

Fang Yu was a little irritable and rubbed his forehead.

At this time, suddenly a pair of slender hands stretched out from behind and gently massaged his temples.

Fang Yu froze for a moment, only then did he realize that Hua Yan had come behind him.

"You must be very tired..." Hua Yan said softly, "Take a break and don't think too much."

"I'm not tired, but I do think a lot, mainly because I have too many questions." Fang Yu said helplessly.

"Sorry, I can't help you." Huayan blamed herself, "I'm so useless, otherwise..."

"I don't blame you, you are proficient in medical skills, and you are not good at fighting." Fang Yu said.

Huayan stopped talking, and gently massaged Fang Yu's temples.

The surrounding is very quiet.

A gust of breeze blew by, and Fang Yu's heart twitched.

There was a flash in his mind.

At one point, he seemed to have experienced a similar scenario.

It is also a person talking to him gently by his side to let him relax and not be too tired.

But who is this person?

He can't remember at all!

But I can't think of this person, why does this kind of scene feel familiar?

Fang Yu's heart shook, and he suddenly felt uncomfortable.

It's like there's a piece missing.

But what was missing, he had no idea.

"What's wrong?" Hua Yan sensed Fang Yu's abnormality, and asked nervously, "Is it hurt, let me help you..."

"I'm... fine." Fang Yu frowned and shook his head.