The Strongest Qi Refiner

"Owner!"

Han Miaoyi grabbed Fang Yu's leg in nothingness.

"Leave here first." Fang Yu said without thinking too much, "Beibei."

"Woof!"

Beibei lazily came out and lazily released a ring mark.

Now Fang Yu didn't even need to say the destination, she knew where to teleport to.

"bass!"

The ring mark appears.

Fang Yu and Han Miaoyi passed through the ring mark and successfully returned to the jungle outside.

However, the original bronze door had completely collapsed and turned into ruins.

Most of the towering trees around them collapsed before entering the bronze door.

This jungle is basically abandoned.

"Brother Fang, the identity of that monk is not simple." Han Miaoyi stood behind Fang Yu and said.

"Well, now we only know that he is one of the group of monks who entered the Taiyuan Mountain Holy Land twelve years ago." Fang Yu said, "The only thing that can mark his identity is the mark on his forehead, but Now it seems... very strange, I don’t know what kind of force it represents.”

"Then where are we going now?" Han Miaoyi asked.

"This is indeed a problem. The jungle we chose seems to have no treasures or inheritance..." Fang Yu touched his chin, thinking about which direction to go next.

"Buzz buzz..."

At this moment, an extremely sharp and harsh sound sounded.

This sound came from very far away, but it was still very penetrating.

Even Fang Yu and Han Miaoyi felt obvious discomfort.

If you were closer, you might be dizzy by the sound!

"Brother Fang, look over there." Han Miaoyi turned her head and looked to the east.

Fang Yu looked over and saw a rainbow rising into the sky in the distance!

This light shows a variety of colors. Although it is extremely far away, it is faintly... You can see that there is a very clear outline in the center of this rainbow light!

It's the outline of a huge long knife!

The sound before was probably the sound of the sword that was made after the long sword was born!

So long, so penetrating... One can imagine that this is an extremely rare sword!

"Buzz buzz..."

The sound of knives continued.

"Next, let's go over and join in the fun." Fang Yu said to Han Miaoyi.

"Okay." Han Miaoyi nodded.

Such a sensational vision will definitely attract the attention of many monks.

Fang Yu knew without thinking that a large number of monks had gathered at the location where the sword appeared.

…

At this moment, they were thousands of miles away from the jungle where Fang Yu and Han Miaoyi were.

This is a plain.

The colorful rainbow light and the huge knife shadow... bloomed in the center of this plain!

At this moment, in mid-air in the center of the plain, there was a standing figure.

It is just a virtual body, and its true appearance cannot be seen.

However, in the hand of this virtual body, he held a blade glowing with colorful light!

Starting from the handle of this knife, it shines with a bright light.

And the blade part itself is made up of the condensed energy of seven colors!

This virtual body stands in the air, holding this sword in its hand, releasing extremely strong pressure!

The ones closest to this virtual body were a group of monks dressed in black.

There are thirty monks in total, and there are three stars on the back of their clothes.

If other monks see them, they may be able to recognize from their clothes that they come from Youxing Pavilion in Dayuanzhou!

Youxing Pavilion is a relatively powerful force in Dayuanzhou!

Although it is not the top level, it is already very powerful.

And the vision that appeared at this time was triggered by them!

"Pavilion, Pavilion Master, that sword..." A monk with an old face was extremely nervous and stared at the sword in the hands of the virtual body in the distance, and said.

In front of him was the master of Youxing Pavilion, Yi Luo!

Yi Luo's cold face was also full of shock.

He looked at the virtual body in the distance, his eyes flickering, and said: "The blade formed by the condensed seven-color light, and the strange phenomena it caused... Could it be that this is the legendary Seven-Yuan Divine Sword!?"

"The Seven-Yuan Divine Sword...isn't it the legendary sword of the Sword Saint!?" The third elder of Youxing Pavilion next to him said in shock.

"It's very possible." Yi Luo nodded gently and said in a deep voice.

"The Seven-Yuan Divine Sword is said to be capable of slaying the heavens and annihilating the earth...but after the death of the Sword Saint, it disappeared and became a legendary object." The third elder said in horror.

"If we can get the Seven-Yuan Divine Sword, our trip will be worthwhile..." The Sixth Elder on the other side licked his lips and said with his eyes straight.

"It won't be that simple. That virtual body...maybe the remaining consciousness of the Sword Saint!" Yi Luo narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "If you want to get the Seven-Yuan Divine Sword, you must first defeat that consciousness. body!"

"The consciousness of the Sword Saint... is indeed terrifying." The second elder said.

"No matter what, the great opportunity is right in front of us, we have to try no matter what!" the great elder from behind said coldly, "The Seven-Yuan Divine Sword causes such a strong vision, it will definitely attract the surrounding monks. If If we attract some top forces, we won’t have a chance!”

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of all the monks in Youxing Pavilion changed.

Indeed, their only advantage now is that those who are near the water and the towers get the moon first.

If they wait here any longer, more and more monks will compete for it, and their chances will be slim.

So, time is limited!

"The Great Elder is right, the opportunity is in front of us, we can't give up! Although the Sword Saint is strong, it is just a residual consciousness after all. Let's go together!" Yi Luo gritted his teeth and said, "Remember, Our goal is only the Seven-Yuan Divine Sword in its hand, not to defeat it! Once we get the Seven-Yuan Divine Sword, we will retreat immediately!"

"yes!"

A group of elders behind him responded together.

"Then let's... go now!" Yi Luo shouted coldly and rushed out first.

"Half of you are responsible for forming a formation and restricting its movements. The other half will go with me to snatch the Seven-Yuan Divine Sword in his hand!"

While approaching the consciousness in front of him, Yi Luo used his spiritual consciousness to transmit his voice and command the many elders behind him.

"clear!"

This is not the first time they have fought together, and they have already experienced this.

Yiluo stopped when he was about three hundred meters away from the consciousness.

Behind him, fifteen elders began to form a formation!