The Strongest Qi Refiner

Fang Yu grabbed Chen Xiangwen's arm and lifted him up in the air.

Chen Xiangwen's mouth kept flowing blood, and he looked at Fang Yu in front of him without saying a word.

"We have no grievances or enmity, I have no ill feelings towards you, and you should have no ill feelings towards me either..." Fang Yu said.

"Fart! If it wasn't for you, how could Ruo Bing be taken away!? I don't know who the other party is, but he took Ruo Bing because he wanted to deal with you!" Chen Xiangwen was very excited.

He was originally a calm killing god, but after he really fell in love with a woman, his mood changed.

Now, all he thinks about is Yu Ruobing.

Whoever hurts Yu Ruobing is his mortal enemy, regardless of the cause and effect.

"There is some truth to what you say... But logically, the culprit is the Witch God Cult. I still hope you can calm down." Fang Yu said.

Chen Xiangwen looked at Fang Yu, his eyes were bloodshot, and the fierce light was still flashing.

"Let's put it this way, calm is your only choice. Because you can't kill me, your level is not enough." Fang Yu said lightly.

Not enough level?

As the mysterious powerhouse at the top of the dark list, Chen Xiangwen has never suffered such contempt in his life!

But unfortunately, now he doesn't even have a chance to resist!

Fang Yu wanted to say something else.

But at this moment, a black gas suddenly appeared on Chen Xiangwen's body.

The black air entangled Chen Xiangwen and quickly wrapped him up.

After just two seconds, Fang Yu felt a light in his hand, and the black air in front of him disappeared.

And Chen Xiangwen also disappeared.

But at this time, a smile appeared on Fang Yu's face.

He had long guessed that the Witch God Sect would take Chen Xiangwen away in the same way.

And he didn't need to stop at all.

On the contrary, he can use the taken away Chen Xiangwen to find the old lair of the Witch God Sect!

Because, during the conversation with Chen Xiangwen just now, he silently used his divine sense to leave a mark on Chen Xiangwen's body!

In order to avoid being discovered, he did not choose to leave the imprint in Chen Xiangwen's soul.

As long as there is this mark, Fang Yu will soon be able to locate the location of the Witch God Sect and know their plan.

...

Inside the church hall in the Western Wilderness of Huaibei.

A black gas appeared out of thin air, and then a figure appeared.

"Snapped!"

Chen Xiangwen was unsteady and fell to the ground.

He tried to raise his head and saw the Archbishop sitting on the high platform.

Seeing Chen Xiangwen's current appearance, the archbishop was very satisfied.

Fang Yu severely injured Chen Xiangwen, so that Chen Xiangwen could be prevented from making a big noise in the church, thus saving a lot of trouble.

"Bring his wife out."

The archbishop commanded.

Soon, two men in purple robes walked out from behind the door next to them, holding a woman in cheongsam.

The woman was Yu Ruobing who was kidnapped at the wedding banquet.

Under the direction of the archbishop, the man in purple robe released Yu Ruobing.

Yu Ruobing's expression changed when she saw Chen Xiangwen lying on the ground, she ran over quickly, knelt on the ground, and hugged Chen Xiangwen.

"Xianwen, are you alright?" Yu Ruobing's eyes were red and she was shaking.

Chen Xiangwen did not answer, but observed Yu Ruobing all over.

Seeing that Yu Ruobing was not injured, Chen Xiangwen breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm fine." Chen Xiangwen said.

"Your mouth is full of blood, and you still say it's okay? Who beat you up like this? Who?" Yu Ruobing asked coldly, her face pale.

"What a loving couple, it's really enviable."

At this time, the archbishop on the high platform said.

Chen Xiangwen struggled to sit up, looked at the archbishop, and asked, "What...what are you trying to do?"

The archbishop did not answer the question.

He made a plan to kidnap Yu Ruobing just to bring Chen Xiangwen here.

But now that Chen Xiangwen not only came, but was seriously injured, he couldn't jump, which was better for him.

"I told you just now that my purpose is... to kill Fang Yu." The archbishop said, "You have already fought against him just now, how do you feel?"

Hearing this question, Chen Xiangwen's face twitched.

He just lost to Fang Yu, and was humiliated and disgraced.

"Is he much stronger than you think?" the Archbishop asked again.

Chen Xiangwen stared directly at the Archbishop, and said solemnly, "So what?"

While speaking, Chen Xiangwen struggled to stand up.

Yu Ruobing quickly helped Chen Xiangwen.

"Since you know my identity, you should also know who I am. I will not be at your mercy. If you push me, I will use my power in the dark world and use all means to retaliate against you." Chen Xiangwen said coldly.

As he spoke, bursts of terrifying energy erupted from his body.

"Your wife has already taken the holy water of our Witch God Cult and become a member of our Cult. Since your husband and wife are so loving, you must join together." The Archbishop said without panic at all.

"What holy water?" Chen Xiangwen turned to look at Yu Ruobing.

"They forced me to drink a bowl of transparent water just now..." Yu Ruobing said with a pale face.

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly clutched her abdomen, groaned in pain, and fell to the ground.

"Ruobing!" Chen Xiangwen immediately supported Yu Ruobing.

"I, my stomach hurts..." Yu Ruobing's face was as white as paper, tears streaming down her face.

"Drinking the holy water, then the whole person belongs to our Witch God Cult. Naturally, they have to accept the discipline of our Witch God Cult. Anyone who is disobedient will have to suffer a little." The archbishop said slowly.

"Stop immediately!" Chen Xiangwen turned around and roared, his aura erupted at the same time.

But at this moment, the archbishop suddenly stretched out the scepter of his right hand.

The gems on the scepter gleamed.

"boom!"

Chen Xiangwen only felt like a mountain was pressing down on him, and instantly fell to the ground, making a muffled sound.

"Don't force it, now you can only accept my request." The archbishop said in a hurry.

Chen Xiangwen gritted his teeth, and the veins on his forehead were sticking out. He wanted to get up, but he couldn't move.

And behind him, Yu Ruobing's screams of pain were still heard.

"I accept! I accept!" Chen Xiangwen shouted in a hoarse voice.

"It's long overdue," said the archbishop.

As soon as the voice fell, the heavy pressure on Chen Xiangwen dissipated.

And the colic pain in Yu Ruobing's stomach disappeared.

Chen Xiangwen got up in a hurry and turned to look at Yu Ruobing.

After the severe pain just now, Yu Ruobing's face was bloodless, and she fell weakly to the ground.

Seeing his lover like this, Chen Xiangwen's heart was bleeding.

"To join our Witch God Cult, you must first take the holy water that I teach." The archbishop said, gesturing to the black bishop beside him.

The bishop in black held a bowl of water in his hand and walked to Chen Xiangwen.

Chen Xiangwen looked at the bowl, and then looked at the archbishop on the high platform.

As a king of a generation, he never thought that he would be like this one day!

Forced to join other people's organizations and succumb to others!

"Because you are strong enough, I respect you very much, but I hope you don't do some wrong and meaningless things again, otherwise I will not show mercy." The archbishop's tone suddenly turned cold.

Chen Xiangwen's heart sank.

He took the bowl of water, glanced at it, raised his head and drank it.

The water is cold, just like Chen Xiangwen's heart.

"Okay, from now on, you are a member of our Witch God Cult." The Archbishop stood up and clapped his hands.

"Clap!"

Chen Xiangwen threw the bowl to the ground and made a loud noise.

The Archbishop did not care about Chen Xiangwen's attitude.

Anyway, after today, Chen Xiangwen can only be controlled by him.

"Next, as I said before, I will greatly increase your strength." The archbishop said, looking at the bishop in black.

"The immortals have already sent people here, and they should be there soon." The black-clothed bishop replied.

"Okay, then let's wait." The Archbishop nodded.

...

"Immortal Race..."

Fang Yu, who was far away in the southern capital, heard all the words through the imprint in Chen Xiangwen's body.

No wonder the magic ability of the Witch God Sect has improved so much in a short period of time. It turns out that it has a connection with the Immortal Race.

"The people of the Immortal Race will arrive later... let's go now." Fang Yu thought.

In fact, for Fang Yu, the best way is to not appear for the time being, and continue to observe the movements of the Witch God Sect and the Immortal Clan through the imprint in Chen Xiangwen's body, and maybe he can get the position of the Immortal Clan's old nest in one fell swoop.

But Fang Yu couldn't do that.