The Strongest Qi Refiner

Outside the place of inheritance, inside the small pavilion.

"What do you think of that Lin Wuqian?"

Yu Feizi raised his head to look at the masked monk after hearing the report from the unknown day.

"Lin Wuqian? It's not within the scope of my attention." The masked monk replied indifferently.

"The timing of his appearance, his strength, and his origin are extremely mysterious." Yu Feizi said solemnly, "His appearance may be a variable."

"I do think he has an extraordinary origin," the masked monk replied, "but he is always a foil. If the causal replacement attached to the inheritance of the Immortal Court can obliterate Fang Yu, it must also obliterate him. Why do you need to investigate the identity of the disappeared monk?"

"I'm just worried that he will bring trouble to our plan." Yufeizi said.

"Hehe, you were very confident in this plan before, but after listening to what I said, you seem to be cautious again." The mask cultivator smiled and said.

"For you, the failure of this plan is just to return to the realm." Yu Feizi's eyes were fierce and he gritted his teeth, "But for me, once the plan fails, it means... I will be expelled. Out of the Great God and Buddha Temple, it may even be fatal!"

"You can endure failure, but I can't! The Order of Ascension to Immortal Court is my key to the realm and the starting point for my goal! I must get it!"

For Yu Feizi, who was getting more and more excited, the masked monk's eyes did not change much, and he said calmly: "I can understand your mood, but your opinion of me is wrong. For me, this plan There is no room for failure.”

"I have already said that for us, if Fang Yu can successfully reach the domain, it will represent the collapse of the plan we have laid out for a long time!"

"You have no way out, and neither do I!"

"Fang Yu, he must be put to death in the wild world!"

Speaking of the last sentence, the mask monk's tone suddenly became cold.

Yufeizi felt a chill from top to bottom, covering his body.

He nodded and said, "Since that's the case, let's look forward to... that moment will come."

...

In the inheritance land of Shangxian Court, the news that a cultivator from the Great God and Buddha Temple of the Northern Wilderness had killed and repelled the arrogance of the four great clans in the Western Wilderness quickly fermented.

In addition to the four major clans, other clans' reactions to this matter were also very huge.

How dare other cultivators from the wasteland join in the battle for their inheritance in the Western Wasteland? !

Moreover, as soon as he came up, he chose all the talents of the four great clans!

For the various clans in the Western Wilderness who value blood and origin, this matter is no longer a simple inheritance dispute, but also a battle in the wilderness!

There are so many powerful ethnic groups and powerful monks in the Western Wilderness... How can they allow a few Northern Wilderness monks to take away the inheritance of the Shangxian Court! ?

If that group of cultivators in the Northern Desolation really did this, how would they save face and dignity of all the tribes in the Western Desolation! ?

For a time, those big clans who fell into infighting because of the issue of sacrifice all put down the struggle and turned their attention to the land of inheritance!

They want to send out the strong people in the clan again to enter the land of inheritance.

The purpose is not to get the inheritance, but to prevent those Beihuang monks from taking the inheritance away!

And the monks of all ethnic groups who were already in the inheritance land also received requests from the clan.

Abandon the things at hand and go to find the group of Beihuang monks!

We must encircle and suppress this group of Beihuang monks!

At this moment, the various ethnic groups in the Western Wilderness reached an unprecedented tacit understanding.

The target in their eyes, inherited from the Shangxian Court, has become the six monks from the Northern Wilderness Great God Temple!

...

In the northern part of the Wild West, there is a dark area.

Even the sky in this area was covered with a gray-black wink.

Countless mountains, abyss, and caves are located here.

In this place, a gust of wind swept through, bringing the smell of blood.

This area is known as the Demon Domain, and not many foreign monks dare to break into it on weekdays.

Even the top ethnic groups stay away from this.

The Demon Domain is the area controlled by the Demon Race!

The Demon Race is the most historical ethnic group in Xihuang!

Their scale is not the largest now, but... in front of him, any top ethnic group is a rising star!

And among these rising stars, no one dared to underestimate the Demon Race.

Because this is a real big family.

The demons of Xihuang, followed by the demons of the domain, belong to a branch of the demons of the domain!

Just this layer of background is enough to make all the tribes in the Western Wilderness fear it!

At this moment, in the depths of the Demon Realm, within a black mountain.

A tall cultivator in dark red armor stood on a towering stone pillar.

He lowered his head, clasped his fists in both hands, and faced a huge mural in front of him.

The content of the mural is actually a face!

A cold face with closed eyes!

"Your Highness, regarding the situation in the land of inheritance... this is all the content of the subordinates at present." The cultivator in battle armor said solemnly.

"Are you sure... that Beihuang cultivator released the aura of the Demon Race? And... there is that mark on his body!?"

A thick voice echoed throughout the space.

And the tone seemed very excited.

For a cultivator in a battle armor... it is rare for your honor to have such obvious mood swings.

"The statement about the Beihuang cultivator all came from the monks of the four tribes who were present at the time. Due to the order of your lord, we did not participate in the inheritance of the Shangxian Court..."