The Strongest Qi Refiner

Chen Xiangwen and Yu Ruobing were innocent, but the Witch God Sect forcibly involved them.

If Fang Yu does not appear again, when the immortal family arrives, it is very likely that Chen Xiangwen will be assimilated into a member of the immortal family, and he will never be able to change back to a normal human being.

The previous Ye Zhennan and Han Qi are a living example.

After all, the holy water of the witch god religion is a human thing, and there must be a way to relieve it.

The medicines provided by the Immortal Race...it's hard to say.

"Western Huaibei...you have to use the teleportation talisman."

In Fang Yu's storage bag, there are several teleportation talismans made by Taoist Wuji from the Raging Flame Mountains.

He took out one of them and poured infuriating energy into it.

"Hopefully it doesn't stray too far."

At the same time as Fu Di glowed, Fang Yu was positioned in his heart.

In the next second, Fang Yu's body glowed, and at the same time, the whole person disappeared in place.

...

There was dead silence in the church.

Chen Xiangwen hugged the weak Yu Ruobing with both sadness and anger in his eyes.

On both sides of the church, four bishops in black stood on each side.

In the back, there was a group of purple-robed people, at least twenty people.

Everyone was silent, standing upright, waiting for the arrival of the immortal family members.

The two sides have just negotiated cooperation for two months, and the Witch God Sect has obtained many unheard of and unseen good things in the hands of the Immortal Clan.

Including the scepter in the hands of the archbishop, it was taken back by the immortals for blessing, and the magic energy contained in it was several times stronger than before.

In the case of continuous benefits, the Witch God Cult has regarded the Immortal Race as its biggest partner.

Killing Fang Yu was the common idea of ​​the Witch God Sect and the Immortal Race.

After about five minutes, the Archbishop suddenly stood up.

"They're coming."

At the location of the church hall, a black circle appeared on the ground not far from Chen Xiangwen's body.

A figure appeared from it.

It was a humanoid figure, but more like the shape of a child.

After the light dissipated, its appearance appeared in the eyes of everyone.

Its head is round, but it has no hair, and the part from the forehead to the back of the head is like obsidian, glowing brightly. Except for the top of the head, the rest of the body is pale pink.

It has two black eyes on its face, a thumb-sized mouth and no nostrils.

It has limbs and only two fingers on its feet, which stick to the ground like duck's paws. The hands have no palms, just a straight arm.

The whole shape looks quite weird.

Rao is Chen Xiangwen, who has a lot of experience. Seeing such a monster, his heart also jumped.

But the witch gods who were present bowed respectfully and saluted the monster: "Welcome Lord Heisha."

The monster known as Lord Heisha nodded and said, "I have brought the blood of the king, who needs to take it?"

Its sound was rather strange, harsh and awkward, and it gave me goosebumps when it stopped.

"That's it." The Archbishop got off the high platform, walked to Heisha, and pointed at Chen Xiangwen.

"It's him?"

Heisha stared at Chen Xiangwen, with no expression on his weird face.

"His name is Chen Xiangwen, and he is called the Dark Shura. He is a rare powerhouse in the human world. After taking the blood of the Immortal King, he will definitely become a superpower and kill Fang Yu..." said the archbishop.

"A mere human also wants to become a superpower?" Heisha suddenly turned his head and looked at the archbishop.

The Archbishop's heart skipped a beat.

"The strongest will only appear in our immortal race, and the lowly humans are only worthy of being possessed by our feet." Heisha said coldly.

"Yes, yes..." The archbishop immediately lowered his head, not daring to say more.

Heisha turned to look at Chen Xiangwen.

Chen Xiangwen looked at Heisha, his eyes extremely solemn.

This monster exudes a rather uncomfortable cold air.

Heisha stretched out an arm.

The flesh on the arm suddenly wriggled, and a small black box was suddenly pushed out.

This box, obviously, is a container.

The flesh on the top of Heisha's arm condensed into the shape of a palm, and handed the box to Chen Xiangwen.

"This is the blood of our immortal king. After taking it, everything in your body will evolve into the appearance of our immortal race as much as possible, so as to gain power several times stronger than now." Heisha said coldly.

Chen Xiangwen looked at the small black box in front of him, and his heart was full of rejection.

It can be heard from Heisha's words that as long as he takes the liquid in this black box, he will turn into a similar monster!

Chen Xiangwen's self-esteem and instinct did not allow him to do this!

Seeing Chen Xiangwen's delay in reaching out to take the small black box, the archbishop on the side jumped in his heart, and immediately said: "Chen Xiangwen, if you don't want your wife to die tragically in front of you, you can obey me..."

Before the Archbishop's words were finished, Heisha suddenly raised his hand and motioned him to shut up.

"If you don't really want to be a member of our immortal family, then you are not qualified to drink the blood of the immortal king." Heisha looked at Chen Xiangwen and said coldly, "But you made me run for nothing, I have to punish you."

As he spoke, Heisha's feet jerked up.

"boom!"

Chen Xiangwen was kicked in the cheek, the whole person flew up, rolled around in the air a few times, and fell heavily to the ground.

"Xianwen..." Yu Ruobing, who was weak, shouted heartbroken.

"Female human? Not bad."

Heisha stretched out his right hand towards Yu Ruobing.

Yu Ruobing was out of control, and his entire body was pulled in front of Heisha.

"I want this woman. Also, don't waste my time in the future, or I don't mind tearing you all apart." Heisha said coldly.

While speaking, black circles appeared under his feet and under Yu Ruobing.

"Ruobing..."

Chen Xiangwen's face was covered in blood, struggling to raise his head, looking at Yu Ruobing with despair in his eyes.

"boom!"

At this moment, a golden beam of light shot in from the door of the church, hitting the chest of Heisha who was about to leave.

Heisha flew backwards and slammed into the disintegration leading to the high platform behind, with a burst of sound.

The halo under its feet and Yu Ruobing disappeared instantly.

Facing the sudden attack, the archbishop was stunned for a moment, and immediately shouted: "Be alert!"

All the congregation in the church turned to look at the gate.

The archbishop clenched the scepter tightly, and the gem on the scepter glowed faintly, staring closely at the gate.

Soon, a figure appeared in everyone's field of vision.

It was Fang Yu in a black suit.

"Finally find your base camp for me." Fang Yu looked at the archbishop in front and smiled.

Fang Yu! ?

How could it be him! ?

When he saw Fang Yu, the Archbishop's heart almost burst out!

Didn't Fang Yu just play against Chen Xiangwen in Nandu? Why did you suddenly come to the church in the western wilderness of Huaibei? !

Not to mention how he knew the location, just the speed, it can't be so fast!

As if he knew what the Archbishop was thinking, Fang Yu said, "You have to know that you are not the only one who can use teleportation in this world."

The Archbishop's heart trembled, and he shouted loudly: "Do it now! Kill him!"

The black bishop and the purple-robed man in the church responded in unison and were about to cast spells.

"Don't waste my time." Fang Yu slapped the front.

"boom!"

A scream rang out, and more than 20 people in purple robes fell out.

Fang Yu stepped forward.

At this time, the eight bishops in black who were present walked together not far in front of Fang Yu, took out the masks, and put them on their faces.

Seeing the grimace masks on these people's faces, Fang Yu frowned slightly.

Xuanming family.

There is indeed a relationship between the Witch God Cult and the Xuanming Clan.

For the black bishop, they may be several times stronger than before after wearing the mask.

But in Fang Yu's eyes, there is no difference.

Fang Yu walked forward slowly.

The eight bishops in black wore masks, and their auras skyrocketed.

They looked at Fang Yu vigilantly, but no one dared to take the lead.

"What are you doing? Hurry up..." The Archbishop roared.

It was not the eight black bishops who responded to the roar of the archbishop, but Fang Yu's fist.

Fang Yu suddenly raised his right hand and suddenly punched forward.

"Clap!"

Fang Yu did not wear the Void Ring, but the power of this punch was enough to shatter the void!

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the eight black bishops wearing grimace masks didn't even have a chance to scream, and they all burst!

Even with the ground behind them, it sags!

With the violent shaking of the entire church, blood splashed all over the sky!