The Strongest Qi Refiner

Hearing this, Lin Batian and Leng Xun looked at each other.

What Fang Yu said... is indeed true.

Before the integration of the world, there is no way to cast spells, and naturally there is no way to urgently ask the sect for help through spells!

"I'll hold them back, and the two of you will run together, so that you can all ask for help from the sect, and I'll be more likely to be rescued, understand?" Fang Yu said again.

Compared with Lin Batian and Leng Xunshuang, he is just a dreamer, and his mentality is naturally calm.

After he finished speaking, he turned around and ran towards the direction shrouded in the black mist.

"Old Fang... I will remember you." Lin Batian's eyes were flushed, he gritted his teeth and released his true qi and rushed forward.

"What are you talking about? As long as we can quickly contact the sect, Fang Yu will not die." Leng Xunshuang bit his red lips and said firmly.

Lin Batian and Leng Xunshuang ran forward quickly.

As long as they can leave this mountain forest, they will have time to use their spells to ask the sect for help!

"Boom! Boom!"

After Fang Yu turned around and ran back, explosions were heard one after another in the forest.

At this time, Lin Batian and Leng Xunshuang were about to reach the exit of the mountain forest.

"No, no... I have to go back, I can't let Fang Yu... Lin Batian, hurry up and contact the sect after you go out, you know?!"

Leng Xunshuang left these words, and immediately turned around and returned to the forest.

Such a sudden situation made Lin Batian's face change greatly, and he wanted to shout, but he didn't.

He was breathing hard and his eyes were red, but he forced himself to calm down.

Lin Batian knew that if he also impulsively turned around and ran back, it would be over!

He has to get out of here and ask the sect for help!

...

Deep in the forest.

"Sacrificing yourself and saving your companions? How long do you think you can last? The two of them can't run away!" The red-clothed evil cultivator's face was full of ferocity, and he continuously blasted his true energy towards Fang Yu, who was on the ground.

"Bang bang bang..."

Fang Yu ran quickly on the ground, constantly dodging the rushing breath.

Although he couldn't cast spells, he should have tempered his body dozens of times at this time, and his physical fitness is still fine.

The successive bombardments of the red-clothed evil cultivator did not work.

And Ziyi Xiexiu wanted to bypass Fang Yu and continue to chase Lin Batian and Leng Xunshuang who had already run away.

However, Fang Yu picked up a stone from the ground and threw it directly towards Ziyi Xiexiu's back.

"Ah!"

The impact of this stone is not too strong, it hit Ziyi Xiexiu on the back, causing him to snort in pain.

Ziyi Xiexiu turned his head and smashed another stone in the face!

"boom!"

This stone smashed directly into Ziyi Xiexiu's face!

"you wanna die……"

Ziyi Xiexiu was completely irritated, his eyes were red, and he turned his head towards Fang Yu with murderous intent.

A sharp blade appeared in his hand, slashing directly at Fang Yu.

"I'm going to tear you apart, smash your bones one by one, and swallow your flesh and blood..." Ziyi Xiexiu held a long knife and slashed at Fang Yu.

Fang Yu stomped and dodged to the side.

But at this time, the red-clothed evil cultivator had come to a position not far behind him and slapped it.

There is no way to escape this palm.

"Whoosh!"

But at this moment, a figure flashed out from the side, hugged Fang Yu directly, and blocked the power of the palm with his back.

"puff!"

Leng Xunshuang spit out a mouthful of blood, and his body followed Fang Yu and flew out.

How did she come back? !

Fang Yu frowned, hugged Leng Xunshuang, and rolled a few times on the ground before stopping.

Leng Xunshuang's body has completely softened, which shows that she is seriously injured.

"What are you doing here?" Fang Yu asked.

Leng Xun's double chin was stained with blood, and he insisted: "I want to... help you, but it seems... I'm holding back, sorry."

"Hee hee hee... and one came back. You Zhengdao monks really talk about friendship, and you will die together."

The purple-clothed monk and the red-clothed monk stood in front of Fang Yu and Leng Xunshuang with sarcastic smiles on their faces.

Fang Yu looked at Leng Xunshuang, who was seriously injured in his arms, and then looked at the two evil cultivators in front of him.

"If this is also a real memory, then... Lin Batian should call for help, right? Otherwise, I must die here, where else is there?" Fang Yu thought to himself.

"Should I kill you first, or the woman in your arms first? I'll give you a chance to choose." The purple-clothed monk held a sharp blade in his hand and asked with a grin.

Fang Yu looked around, but there was no other breath.

The rescuers had apparently not arrived yet.

Leng Xunshuang's beautiful face was stained with a lot of blood, and his eyes were half closed, almost unconscious.

"Looks like it's up to you."

Fang Yu put Leng Xunshuang on the ground and stood up slowly.

He also didn't know whether he at this time could rival the two evil cultivators in front of him.

But the dream is here, you have to try.

Just as Fang Yu stood up and was about to shoot, he suddenly felt a jolt.

His consciousness quickly returned to reality.

Opening his eyes, he found Wu Yiyao in front of him.

"Han Daoyu! I asked for it! I asked for all the information you wanted! And there is an unexpected harvest!" Wu Yiyao looked very excited and joyful, her eyes twinkling brightly.

Fang Yu looked around and found that it was still in the original hall.

But Zu Tian disappeared.

"Where did Zu Tian go?" Fang Yu asked.

"I asked the elder to take him to see my father." Wu Yiyao replied.

"Arriving at the dancer?" Fang Yu was stunned for a moment, then sat up straight and asked.

"Yes." Wu Yiyao replied.

"Okay..." Fang Yu calmed down and said, "Then tell me what you have heard."

"Well, Zu Tian said...Wait, you first unlock a mark in my body and then talk about it!" Wu Yiyao suddenly remembered this, and changed her mouth.

"Yes." Fang Yu readily agreed, stretched out his hand and tapped Wu Yiyao's forehead, and said, "One of them has been solved, let's talk."

Wu Yiyao was a little stunned.

Does this unravel? She didn't feel anything at all.

"Hurry up, or I'll give you another mark." Fang Yu frowned.

"...No, I'll say it now." Wu Yiyao sat down in the seat beside Fang Yu, organized the language, and said, "Zu Tian told me that the blood of the Great Heaven God he got is from the family of the ancestors. A piece of avenue fairy artifact was exchanged from the Great God Buddha Temple."

"What is that Dao Immortal Artifact, have you asked?" Fang Yu asked.

"Of course I asked, he said... that avenue fairy is called the nine-star lamp." Wu Yiyao nodded lightly and replied.