The Strongest Qi Refiner

"How do you say?" Fang Yu asked with a slight movement in his eyes.

"I heard that the other states are not very peaceful at the moment. There are constant frictions between various ethnic groups or forces, and conflicts often occur." Wu Qianqiong said solemnly, "And once there is a conflict, the intensity is extremely high, and even some It may be endless, at the level of extermination."

Fang Yu glanced at Jiu Tian.

Ji Jiutian also had doubts in his eyes at this time.

The place in the middle of the wasteland, according to the cognition of the other cultivators in the wasteland, is a very peaceful place.

You can listen to Wu Qianqiong's words... Now it seems that Zhonghuang is no longer the Zhonghuang in the past?

"There was no conflict before, why is there a sudden conflict now?" Fang Yu continued to ask.

"As far as I know, the reason why these states have become more and more hostile over the years is because they have joined different camps." Wu Qianqiong replied.

"Reporting?" Fang Yu asked with raised eyebrows.

"No, there are two different camps in Zhonghuang. One of them is called Feitian. The other is called Chaos." Wu Qianqiong replied.

Hearing the names of the two camps, Fang Yu was still at a loss.

First of all, the name is unknown.

In addition, the two camps...isn't it the product of the mutual formation of these forces and ethnic groups?

"Who founded these two camps?" Fang Yu asked with a frown.

"I don't know this. I only know that the ethnic groups in other states have chosen to join Feitian or Chaos in the past few years. It seems that there is no neutrality among them, and they can only choose one." Wu Qianqiong frowned. Dao, "And now, the two camps should be quite strong, and that gust of wind... will soon be blowing to Tianbei Prefecture."

Hearing these words, Fang Yu frowned and looked at Ji Jiutian again.

There are two major camps in the middle of the wilderness, and the other wastelands have not received any news.

There are indeed very few connections between the five major wilderness areas in this wild world.

"Why haven't I heard Wu Shengrong mention this? Other forces don't know it's normal. The dancer has a branch in Zhonghuang, so it's impossible not to know?" Fang Yu asked.

"Actually, I have already reported this matter back to the dancer's headquarters." Wu Qianqiong sighed and said, "It's just that the headquarters doesn't pay much attention to this matter, so I can only see the footsteps at the moment, waiting for the gust of wind to come true. The blow is coming, and then consider the issue of choosing a side."

"Feitian, Chaos..." Fang Yu narrowed his eyes and repeated the two names.

"Master Han, if you are interested in these two factions, you may be able to ask when you see the ruler of the Tianbei Sect." Wu Qianqiong said, "I believe that the Tianbei sect is currently paying close attention to these two major factions. The movement of the camp."

"Yes." Fang Yu nodded.

He knew that it would be difficult to get more information from Wu Qianqiong.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

Going all the way, he soon came to the territory of the Shadow Sun Clan.

Falling from the air, a group of monks in fur-like costumes appeared in front of them.

They all had rough faces, and they were holding sharp spears in their hands, and they were very fierce.

To be honest, this battle is not like a welcome, more like a war.

"The cultivators of the Shadow Sun tribe are like this, Great Senior Han should not take it as a surprise."

Before stepping off the equipment, Wu Qianqiong explained beside him.

"It's okay." Fang Yu replied.

They jumped off the vehicle and landed in front of the Shadow Sun Clan monks.

"Why don't you see Patriarch Luo?"

After Wu Qianqiong landed, he smiled and asked the group of Shadow Sun monks in front of him.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

However, at this moment, the body of this group of Shadow Sun monks released bursts of cold and fierce aura!

Their faces are still fierce, and there is a trace of fierce light in their eyes!

At this time, to say that this is still a custom, it would really be a no-brainer.

The cultivators of the Shadow Sun Clan simply do not welcome Fang Yu and his party!

Wu Qianqiong's face changed, and he said, "You..."

"The patriarch has an order, let me wait and persuade you to retreat!"

A sturdy cultivator in the lead spoke in a deep voice with a stern tone.

"Persuade to quit?" Wu Qianqiong's face became ugly, and he said, "Before I came, I had already greeted the Luo Patriarch, he..."

"You all retreat." The monk interrupted Wu Qianqiong's words and said coldly, "The Shadow Sun Clan does not welcome any foreign monks at this time."

This sentence made Wu Qianqiong's face completely gloomy.

Although he knows that his status is not high, after all, he represents the power of dancers in Zhonghuang!

Fang Yu and his party holding the token are even more distinguished guests of the dancer!

The Shadow Japanese Clan usually got so many benefits from the Treasure Hall, but now they suddenly turned their face, making him and the dancer lose face!

The act of crossing the river and demolishing the bridge made him angry.

"Yingri Clan... what do you mean? You want to turn against our dancer!?" Wu Qianqiong's tone turned cold and asked.

"We are just executing the order of the patriarch." The monk replied with a blank expression. "If you have any doubts, you can ask the patriarch. But now, we do not welcome your presence."

Wu Qianqiong gritted his teeth, his eyes extremely cold.

"I want to know... why is your patriarch unwilling to see us?"

At this moment, Fang Yu, who had been silent for a while, suddenly asked.

"If you don't see it, you don't see it, we don't need to explain it to you." The cultivator replied coldly.

"Is it because we are from Beihuang, or because..." Fang Yu narrowed his eyes and asked, "You got some information about us."