The Strongest Qi Refiner

Realizing this, Fang Yu frowned.

If these four great holy spirits are all manufactured products, then... their will must be like that of a dead soldier, they will only obey orders and will never disobey, let alone commit acts of betrayal in order to save their lives.

In this way, it is almost impossible to pry useful information from the mouth of the so-called Holy Spirit in front of him.

"Snapped!"

Fang Yu slapped Holy Spirit on the face.

The Holy Spirit's entire body was slapped to the ground, making a muffled sound.

"The guy who made you is too irresponsible, he only made half of his face." Fang Yu stood up and said lightly.

"Kill me... Keeping my life is just giving me a chance to fight back." Holy Spirit raised his head and stared at Fang Yu, and said coldly.

"I'm curious, why are you called the Holy Spirit? Are all the creatures produced by the Holy Academy called the Holy Spirit? Or is there another meaning?" Fang Yu raised his eyebrows and asked.

Holy Spirit remained silent and did not answer Fang Yu's question.

Fang Yu squatted down again, stretched out his right hand, and grabbed the creature's head.

"bass!"

A burst of bright light was released from his palm.

The whole body of the holy spirit was shaken, and his body immediately became stiff.

At this time, Fang Yu's consciousness had penetrated into the soul of the Holy Spirit.

He used the most basic soul searching method.

This method is very effective for monks with low cultivation bases, but after high cultivation bases, the soul is basically locked, and it is difficult for any spiritual consciousness to invade.

Forcibly destroying and entering the soul, then no memory can be found, only a large number of fragmented souls.

But in the current situation, Fang Yu had no other choice but to try.

However, the holy spirit and even the soul in front of him are blank.

Fang Yu's spiritual consciousness easily invaded it, but got nothing.

I had no choice but to back out.

Fang Yu looked at the Holy Spirit and frowned.

It seemed that there was no way to pry any information out of his mouth.

That being the case...

Fang Yu stood up and walked out of the cell slowly.

"Kill me..." The Holy Spirit spoke from behind.

"Of course I will kill you, don't worry, there are a few more who will die with you." Fang Yu said without looking back.

...

After leaving the dungeon, Fang Yu returned to the Zhixin Pavilion headquarters again through the ring imprint released by Beibei.

There are more than a thousand Zhixin Pavilion monks under his control.

Since there is no way to get information from the mouth of the Holy Spirit, then...you can only get it from the monks at the Zhixin Pavilion headquarters.

However, when Fang Yu returned to Zhixin Pavilion headquarters and saw the scene in front of him, he was stunned.

The more than a thousand Zhixin Pavilion monks who were controlled by him...still stood in place.

It's just that they were all bleeding from their seven orifices, their eyes were dull, and they lost their spirits.

There is no other breath on them, only death breath.

All died.

Fang Yu frowned, glanced around, and searched again with his divine sense.

The entire Zhixin Pavilion headquarters has been turned into ruins, and there is no trace of abnormality inside, and no special items can be found.

Outside the Zhixin Pavilion, many monks obviously knew what happened in the Zhixin Pavilion, and they were silently releasing their spiritual consciousness to pay attention to the situation here.

"Fang Zhizun."

Fang Yu was still thinking, when a voice suddenly came from Chi Xuan.

"What's wrong?" Fang Yu asked.

"According to your order, I sent my subordinate demons to clean up the Zhixin Pavilion, but at present, many of my subordinates have reported... When they arrived at the Zhixin Pavilion, they found that all the members of the Zhixin Pavilion had died of anger... and the Zhixin Pavilion itself Buildings were also destroyed and nothing of value could be found."

"Did they all bleed to death from the seven orifices?" Fang Yu asked, looking at the group of standing corpses in front of him.

"...Yes." Chi Xuan replied.

Fang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes flickering.

It seems... After the death of the Pavilion Master, the Zhixin Pavilion has already started to clean itself up.

All members of the Zhixin Pavilion were killed together, and the Zhixin Pavilion was destroyed together without leaving any clues.

Such a method can be said to be absolute.

Completely blocked the way to investigate Zhixin Pavilion later.

Of course, for the Zhixin Pavilion monks, their ending was tragic.

Most of these Zhixin Pavilion monks must come from various ethnic groups in Yunyun Continent.

Their death was certainly not their intention, let alone their choice.

However, when they joined Zhixin Pavilion, their lives were destined to be out of their control.

"It's such an amazing job... It seems that some fish slipped out of Zhixin Pavilion." Fang Yu touched his chin and thought.

But in the current situation, it is basically impossible to catch the fish that slipped through the net again....

The Zhixin Pavilion has been exhausted, all clues have been cut off, and no information can be obtained.

Fang Yu glanced at the corpses in front of him again, and raised his hand.

"boom!"

Lihuo covered the sky and covered it away.

These bleeding corpses quickly turned into fly ash.

"Beibei, go back to the Gate of Heaven."

Fang Yu turned around and said to Beibei.

"Wow!"

Beibei released the ring imprint.

Fang Yu returned to Tiandaomen.