The Strongest Qi Refiner

"Buzz..."

What appeared in his hand was not the Holy Halberd of Heaven, nor the Blood-Drinking Demon Sword.

But the Tiandao Sword!

Back then, he slashed with the Tiandao Sword for seven days and seven nights in the Ziyan Palace, and did not stop until all the Tiandao Swords were cut off.

Today, when he came to the fairy world and faced the Ziyang Clan, one of the branches of the God Clan, he did not want to use other weapons.

His intuition told him that there must be some degree of connection between Ziyan Palace and the Ziyang clan.

The connection may not be too deep, but... the source of this purple flame must be related to the Purple Flame Palace.

"Zi la la..."

The purple flames covering Fang Yu's body were still burning.

However, even if it was extremely hot, there was nothing that could make Fang Yu groan in pain.

This level of pain was like scratching an itch, without any challenge.

As for whether the flames can damage his body...

It's even more impossible.

Fang Yu's body surface glowed with golden light, isolating the purple flames.

The Book of Mountains and Seas was in his hand and was not harmed by Zi Yan.

However, Ziyan has always existed, and the power of law contained within is even more powerful.

If these flames are not extinguished, the fifty-two evil spirits released by the Book of Mountains and Seas will be unable to move.

Fang Yu raised his head and looked up at the sky.

"Fang Yu, I have to say, you are the most courageous creature I have ever seen."

At this time, a very majestic voice came from the sky.

As soon as this voice came out, the surrounding members of the side clan showed respectful expressions.

It’s the voice of the Immortal Lord!

If the Immortal Master knows this, then... Fang Yu will never be able to jump around again!

"You dare to break into my Ziyang clan and destroy our clan... Do you know that the things you have done are enough to make you die thousands of times?" Ziyang Immortal asked in a cold voice.

There was clear anger in his voice.

Fang Yu's sudden appearance and a series of actions made Ziyang Immortal extremely angry.

"Enough to make me die thousands of times... You said it lightly." Fang Yu said with a cold smile, "Or, you can try letting me die once first. Once is enough. Anyway, I am not a Nirvana Golden Immortal. , not that many lives.”

"You think I can't kill you?" Ziyang Immortal asked.

"Yes, yes, yes, you can kill me, so hurry up and do it." Fang Yu raised his eyebrows and said, "What bothers me the most is you guys who think you are powerful. You never show up and hide behind to pretend to be experts... You If you are really confident, then come out and fight with me quickly, otherwise... the tens of thousands of members of your Ziyang clan will suffer."

"If you want me to take action personally... you don't have the qualifications yet. I only need to use the Flame of the Witch God to destroy everything about you."

As he spoke, the purple sun hanging high in the sky suddenly grew several times larger!

The blazing purple fireworks made the entire clan land extremely hot.

When the purple flames burned, it seemed as if the whole space was being burned until it was distorted, which was extremely terrifying.

However, under such a scorching aura, the members of the Ziyang clan did not show any pain, but their auras surged!

The purple sun marks on their foreheads glowed brightly, and even their pupils burned like the purple sun.

"Boom boom boom..."

The aura of the surrounding group of collateral members who were forced back by fifty-two evil spirits was several times higher than before.

Behind them, there are more side members coming.

At this moment, the aura exuded by this group of side members was enough to overwhelm the momentum swept by the fifty-two evil spirits before.

In addition to the arrival of more than 40,000 collateral members, there are also spiritual beasts appearing from behind.

They were also affected by Ziyang, their whole bodies were burning with purple flames, and they rushed towards Fang Yu's position.

"This is the Ziyang clan! Our bloodline comes from the Witch God! The Witch God's flames can burn all living beings and cut off your bloodline! The remnants of the human race, be prepared...to accept death." Ziyang Immortal Lord said in a cold voice.

But at this moment, Fang Yu didn't pay attention to the changes in the auras of the surrounding members of the Ziyang clan.

What he cares more about is the word from Ziyang Immortal Master's mouth!

Flame of the Witch God!

Is this the real name of purple fireworks?

The Witch God...should be a large branch of the God Clan?

If this is the case, then the origin of Ziyan Palace's skills may be traceable to the Witch God Clan! ?

"Boom..."

Fang Yu was still thinking, but there was an explosion nearby.

Tens of thousands of side members have already begun the attack!

The violent immortal power swept in like a huge wave, not only hitting dozens of evil spirits around, but also hitting Fang Yu's location.

Such a large amount of immortal power gathered together is extremely powerful.

And Fang Yu himself was still shrouded in purple flames, unable to escape!

"Banglong..."

The next second, Fang Yu's position was hit by countless immortal powers and exploded!

The entire space was shaking violently, and even small cracks appeared!

However, the crack was quickly repaired.

The law formation within the Ziyang clan has been activated and is fully pressing on Fang Yu.

This is an absolute kill!

No monk of any level would end well under such a siege!

Including the clan leaders of the other four major clans, they dare not directly go to the territory of other major clans to launch an attack!

Because once you enter the clan territory, it means that you are placed under the control of the other party's laws, which is equivalent to having your hands and feet tied.

How could there be a good outcome when fighting with the entire opponent's clan while wearing shackles?

Therefore, Fang Yu's act of directly intruding into the opponent's clan to attack was, in the eyes of Ziyang Immortal Lord, just asking for death.

"You are right, he does have no luck, because he will die by my hands today."

In the secret pavilion, Ziyang Immortal Lord looked at Wu Xiang in front of him and sneered.

Wu Xiang had turned into a big black bird at this time.

It flapped its wings and slowly landed on a statue behind the secret pavilion. Its half-black and half-white eyes stared at the center of the explosion shrouded in strong light in the light curtain in front.

"He will definitely die."

Wu Xiang opened his mouth and made a sound.