The Strongest Qi Refiner

High in the sky, Feng Chen, Feng Dao, Feng He... The three generals of Feng Hong's lineage who were of the sixth rank of the Dao, were all frozen.

A stream of ice-blue dharma energy enveloped their bodies, making it difficult for them to move.

Looking at the three figures in the air that were frozen to the point of immobility, he saw the other side, the position that had been blasted into a huge pit outside the Heavenly Dao Gate.

Many human races in Tiandaomen, as well as those former monks from Tiansha Mansion who were controlled by Fang Yu's blood contract, all opened their eyes wide and fell into a daze.

This... this, what's going on here?

The eight great masters sent by the Saint Rune Clan were easily dealt with by Fang Yu! ?

With his own strength, he easily defeated the eight great masters of the mighty Saint Rune Clan!

Such a record, if it gets out, will surely shake the entire Yunyun Continent!

Looking at Fang Yu's figure in the air, Fei Qi was so excited that his whole body was shaking.

This was the first time he saw Fang Yu show his skills with his own eyes.

too strong……

One against eight, extremely easy!

From the beginning to the end of the battle, not even a hair was injured by the opponent!

You know, the other party is the eight great masters sent by the Saint Rune Clan, and they are extremely powerful!

"Master Fang..." Fei Qi was so excited that his eyes were slightly red.

He knew that there was really hope.

After coming to Yunyun Continent, he was desperate for the situation of himself and the human race.

Because with the environment of the Yunyun Continent, no matter how hard he cultivated, to the level of an Earth Immortal, or a Heavenly Immortal, he was just a bastard from the tenth-class ethnic group and could only be a slave!

If you have high strength, you will be a higher-level slave, but you will be a slave in the end, without dignity and status at all.

After realizing this, Fei Qi's long-standing desire to improve his strength and attain enlightenment and immortality has dissipated, leaving only the idea of ​​survival, like a walking dead.

But today, at this moment, after seeing Fang Yu's displayed strength, the flame in his heart was rekindled.

As long as the strength is strong enough, everything is hopeful!

Fei Qi clenched his fists and stared at Fang Yu in the distance.

Behind him, those human monks also looked at Fang Yu's figure high in the sky, with shock and doubt in their expressions, and fell into a brief silence.

...

In the air, after Fang Yu put away the White Jade Excalibur, he glanced at the three celestial beings from the Saint Rune Clan in the air, his eyes flickering slightly.

To be honest, he originally had expectations for the opponent sent by the St. Marks.

But in a real fight, he still felt that the opponent would collapse at the touch of a touch, and he couldn't make him feel pressure.

"Li Huoyu, you said before that Celestial Immortals are very strong, what's going on now? It feels just average, not much different from Earth Immortals." Fang Yu said, frowning.

Li Huoyu snorted coldly, and said, "If you hope that a few He Dao immortals can bring pressure to you, then you basically have no hope."

"It makes sense for you to say that, but the problem is that the level of these heavenly immortals... feels like there is not much difference between them." Fang Yu said.

"That is for you. If your strength exceeds this level, then the subdivision levels within this level are meaningless to you. You should understand this truth?" Li Huoyu said, "In addition, Your opponent's realm is improving, and your strength is also constantly improving..."

"To be precise, the restrictions on the master are gradually being loosened."

At this time, the voice of Extreme Cold Tears sounded.

"It's the same thing." Li Huoyu said, "In short, it is recommended not to think that the opponent is too weak, you will definitely regret it in the future."

"When you say that, I'm even more interested. Will I meet an opponent who will make me bleed?" Fang Yu blinked and asked.

Having said that, Fang Yu stopped arguing with Li Huoyu.

He came in front of Feng Chen and slightly relieved the power of the Extreme Cold Tears.

At this time, Feng Chen could barely make a sound.

"How do you feel?" Fang Yu asked with his hands behind his back and a smile on his face, "Is it hard?"

Feng Chen opened his eyes wide, staring at Fang Yu in front of him.

At this moment, the immortal power in his body could not be released at all.

He knew in his heart that he had lost the power to resist and was completely defeated!

This result made it difficult for him to accept!

He still has so many means that he has not used, and so many powerful spells, and the magic weapon can't be revealed, so he is defeated!

"Fang Yu...kill me, kill me...you will know that I am nothing in the Saint Pattern clan! There are many people who are stronger than me!" Feng Chen let out a roar from his throat.

Even in the face of death, he couldn't convince himself to bow his head to a human race!

He still maintains his arrogance, because he comes from the Saint Rune Clan and Feng Hong's lineage, and he represents the majesty of the God Clan!

And hearing Feng Chen's words, Fang Yu also squinted his eyes.

As one of the divine clans, the Saint Rune Clan must control a large number of third-class and fourth-class groups.

The Tiansha Clan is just one of the ordinary groups subordinate to the St. Wen Clan.

And Feng Hong's lineage is only one of the bloodlines within the Saint Rune Clan, which is equivalent to a family or a sect within an ordinary ethnic group.

Therefore, what Feng Chen said was true.

He is nothing, at most he can be regarded as the strongest in a faction within the St. Mark Clan.

"What you said made me more interested." Fang Yu smiled and said, "I also hope that not all of the St. Mark clan are weak chickens like you, that would be too boring."

Fang Yu's words were naked sarcasm.

Feng Chen's eyes were red, and his chest was burning with anger, but there was nothing he could do!

"Well, I see that you are also very angry, and you also said just now that there are many people in your holy pattern clan who are stronger than you." Fang Yu grinned, smiling brightly, and said, " That being the case, then you can take me back to your Saint Rune Clan, and I will go to the Saint Rune Clan to meet your bosses, and also to compete with those masters you say are stronger than you."

Hearing these words, Feng Chen's heart skipped a beat.

The brain that was previously filled with anger calmed down a lot.

Fang Yu... actually wanted to go to the Saint Pattern Clan? !

"You don't dare to take me there, do you? If you don't take me there, you will definitely die, and I will kill you later." Fang Yu still smiled, "Take me to the Saint Rune Clan, maybe Did those masters in your mouth save you? This should be a question that doesn’t need to be considered.”

Seeing Fang Yu's arrogant appearance, Feng Chen gritted his teeth, anger once again filled his heart.

Damn it! Damn it!

How dare a mere human race be so arrogant!

A bastard who is not even as good as an animal, should have prostrated himself on the ground, looking up to them, the great lords of the St. Mark clan!

Feng Chen lost his mind again.

He didn't want to do things according to Fang Yu's wishes, but now, he just wanted Fang Yu to die, in the most miserable way!

So... At this moment, he can't worry too much!

"Since you are determined to seek death, then I will take you there!" Feng Chen gritted his teeth and said angrily, "Don't regret it..."