The Strongest Qi Refiner

Chapter 2912 leave the tinder

However, this breath is very subtle, almost imperceptible.

It's like being cut off most of the way.

And this situation just shows that Wang Fan's current situation is not optimistic!

It is possible to have fallen into a desperate situation!

However, just relying on this aura that has been cut off to a large extent, it is impossible to directly locate Wang Fan's location.

Fang Yu frowned, lowered his head, and fell into deep thought.

Soon, he thought of a way.

...

"Wang Fan, it must have taken you many years to gather these 50,000 human races, right?" Beidu Shangxian looked at the picture in the light curtain, smiled, and said, "Look at the faces of these 50,000 ants, they How innocent... If they don't explain, even if they die today, they won't know how they died."

Wang Fan stared at the light screen, gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and his whole body tensed up!

Damn it!

How did the protoss find these 50,000 human races! ?

This is one of his most secret strongholds!

The more than 50,000 human races gathered inside were sent in one by one by him over the years!

During the 100,000 years of escaping and traveling, Wang Fan, apart from repeatedly saving the human race and selling them as slaves... also wants to leave some hope behind!

The people in that stronghold... are all human races that he thinks are more talented in cultivation, and at the same time have a certain amount of energy!

Wang Fan hopes that among this group of human races, there will be a powerhouse of the supreme level, and the human race will be revived in the future!

Because he knows very well that his life is likely to end suddenly at a certain point in time, which is completely unpredictable.

Therefore, he must leave the tinder behind.

These more than 50,000 human races are the fire to rekindle hope!

In order to ensure their safety, after building that stronghold, Wang Fan almost never went there in his real body!

But... now, this stronghold is still exposed.

It was still discovered by the protoss!

Wang Fan was short of breath.

He tried to stay calm.

But now such a situation makes it really difficult for him to calm down!

what to do! ?

He fell into siege, and more than 50,000 human races in his stronghold fell into desperation!

Wang Fan stared at the light curtain ahead.

Inside the light curtain, the group of monks in black robes were already attacking the many human races who were kneeling on the ground in fear!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Two black-robed monks grabbed one of the men and brought him to the front of the screen.

The male cultivator had been beaten beyond recognition, with blood all over his face and trembling all over.

Two black-robed monks pressed him to kneel on the ground.

At this time, a male cultivator next to him walked into the screen.

With a cold smile on his face, he cupped his fists and bowed to the screen, saluting.

It was Chen Qian'an!

"I've met the two immortals. I'm Chen Qian'an, a young deacon of Zhixin Pavilion." Chen Qian'an in the picture bowed and said, "Governor Yuanyu, I know you're also there."

After saluting, he retreated to the rear.

"Ka Ka Ka..."

At this time, the human monk had already been stepped on his face, and his limbs were twitching.

"Ahhh..."

His screams were quite shrill.

And behind him, there were also the cries of many human races.

"Don't kill us, don't kill us, we are willing to be slaves, we will not fight against you, let us go..."

Many people cried and begged for mercy.

However, many human races have been beheaded by black-robed monks!

The black-robed monk seemed to be playing with them, cutting off their limbs one by one with a sword, and finally beheading them! !

"When we first arrived, some human races reacted greatly. They fought with us, and we took them all down." Chen Qian'an reported from the side, "Just after counting the number, there are a total of 52,620 people gathered here. One person. Among them, the cultivation base is..."

"I don't care about the cultivation of these ants." Shangxian Nanxun said coldly.

Chen Qian'an immediately changed his mouth and said: "At present, all the races here are under the control of our Zhixin Pavilion. The two immortals want us to do it, and we can do it at any time to wipe them all out."

Zhixin Pavilion...

Hearing these words, Wang Fan was shocked.

It turned out that it was Zhixin Pavilion who found that stronghold!

This time, Wang Fan was a little desperate.

In front of him, there are two great immortals from Tianshen Palace, behind is the traitor Yuan Yu, and Zhixin Pavilion has controlled the lives of more than 50,000 human races in the stronghold...

Everyone is the enemy!

He has no choice!

"Yu Pei's breath has been cut off, Fang Yu can't receive my contact signal..." Wang Fan sank to the bottom of his heart.

"Ka Ka Ka..."

In the picture, the whole head of the blood-stained human race was trampled to the point of being crushed, and the screams became more and more horrific.

"You, you... let brother Yan Liang go, let him go..."

At this time, a slightly immature voice came from behind.

The two black-robed monks turned their heads and saw a five or six-year-old girl who was kneeling before stood up.

The girl's face was covered with traces of tears, and there was still fear on her face, but more anger and bravery.

As soon as she stood up, the expressions of the man and woman kneeling beside her changed.

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