The Strongest Qi Refiner

It was this damned human race who interfered, provoked the relationship between the gods and demons, and finally triggered the war!

Among them, the one that angered the Holy Mother of Linlang the most was... Ye Mo's death!

From the information from the Zhixin Pavilion, it is basically certain...Fang Yu used Ye Mo's identity to make a fuss in the demon territory, and finally caused Ye Mo's true self to be killed by many angry and out-of-control demon soldiers. Shred!

This damn human race made Ye Mo die in the most miserable way!

At the same time, they played tricks on the gods and demons.

Especially the Protoss, especially Our Lady of Linlang!

She was dazzled by anger, causing the Protoss to suffer a huge loss.

"Now that you have understood the ins and outs, what do you think?" Beidu Shangxian asked lightly.

Upon hearing this, Our Lady Linlang slowly raised her head.

Her perfect face was covered with frost at this moment.

An extremely frightening killing intent flickered within the black and white pupils.

"I want to avenge Ye Mo personally, the Immortal Lord of the Stars, the Quande Tianzun, and the Holy Monarch of Nanyao!" The Holy Mother of Linlang gritted her teeth and said coldly, "Shangxian, please give me one more chance to redeem my sins ...Give me a chance to take revenge with my own hands!"

"This time, are you sure?" Beidu Shangxian asked.

"Yes! Even if I die, I will make Fang Yu and the whole human race pay the price!" Mother Linlang said coldly.

"...heal well, and when you need to act, I will give you this chance." Beidu Shangxian said slowly.

"Thank you, Shangxian." The Holy Mother of Linlang bowed her head again and bowed softly.

"Whoosh!"

Beidu Shangxian's figure disappeared.

Our Lady Linlang raised her head, her eyes were cold.

There was a faint blood glow in her pupils.

"Fang Yu... Hurry up and let me kill you with my own hands!" The killing intent of the Holy Mother of Linlang was so strong that a scarlet phantom faintly appeared behind her.

...

Within the territory of the Heavenly Demon Race.

"Ka Ka Ka..."

Fang Yu stood up from the pit.

His body was still tied round and round by the so-called Vatican Rope.

There are dozens of loops in the rope, and each loop exerts great pressure on him.

Ordinary creatures were trapped like this, and the moment they tightened up, their fleshy bodies burst with a bang.

But for Fang Yu, this level of strength is just to tighten his muscles.

At this moment, the fairy clothes on his body were shining brightly, and the internal laws were constantly intertwined, bursting out different magical energies.

"Ka Ka Ka..."

Fang Yu clenched his fists with both hands and stretched his arms outward.

The terrifying power caused the rope circle to retreat steadily, and a hole was forcibly propped open.

"Ka Ka Ka..."

The crisp sound continued.

But this burst of sound is not the sound of the Vatican Rope itself, but the sound of the law in it being broken.

"It's quite durable." Fang Yu frowned, and the strength of his arms was raised by another level!

"boom!"

This time, the strength of the Fanluo rope reached the limit, and a large number of cracks appeared in an instant!

"Boom!"

With a bang, the Vatican rope exploded, and all the laws and magic energy exploded in an instant!

Fang Yu stood where he was, swung his arms, and patted the dust off his body.

He raised his head and looked up into the sky.

The three god-like monks who appeared in the sky were not at the same level as those previous Demon Lords.

Be a notch or two stronger.

This level can be regarded as making Fang Yu a little interested.

"The strength of their instantaneous spells is much higher than those of the previous demon venerables. If those demon venerables all have one or two fingers open, then these three god-like monks...maybe have three to four fingers open strength?" Fang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, and his consciousness locked on the three figures in the sky above.

He was still puzzled by the identities of these three strong men who exuded the aura of the gods.

These three guys... are definitely not from the Demon Race, but most likely from the Protoss.

"Could it be a prisoner of the battle between the gods and demons on the Zhizhan River? It's possible... After all, during the battle between gods and demons, Chi Xuan made a move..." Fang Yu thought.

"Bang! Bang!"

Fang Yu was still thinking, but two thunderbolts fell from the sky again!

"Boom..."

The place where Fang Yu was was exploded again, causing violent vibrations.

The area that had collapsed into a huge pit continued to collapse and shake.

"call out!"

But at this moment, a golden light flashed out from the smoke and dust, rushing towards the sky!

It was Fang Yu!

His figure is faster than lightning!

In just two seconds, he came to the same level as the three great masters!

But at this height, Fang Yu did not attack the three Great Seniors.

The first thing he approached... was the magic weapon hanging in the sky, the Promise Prism!

Nanyao Shengjun came to his senses and raised his palms together.

The entire space where Fang Yu was was instantly frozen, forming a huge ice cube.

"Crack!"

But in the next second, Fang Yu shook his arms, and the whole piece of ice shattered!

"The Underworld!"

The Immortal on the Stars on the side pointed at Fang Yu.

The fingertips are flickering with black light!

A black hole appeared from behind Fang Yu, possessing extremely strong devouring power.

But at this time, Fang Yu's hand had already directly touched the Promise Prism.