The Strongest Qi Refiner

"Grandpa, let's get out of here quickly to avoid trouble!" Su Bai didn't care about Fang Yu's life or death at all. She looked at Mo Qian and urged.

Mo Qian stared at Fang Yu's back, then looked at Mo Qingtian with sharp eyes.

This look shocked Mo Qingtian's heart.

He knew very well that the plan he had made hastily in order to comply with the other party's request this time... was bound to be full of mistakes, and problems could easily be seen.

The anger and blame contained in Mo Qian's gaze at this moment was an obvious slap and warning to him!

"Father, go back first." Mo Qingtian took a deep breath and said, "Don't worry, I can't give up on Tang Yu. He is also a core member of our demon clan..."

"He is the ancestor! He is the successor of the ancestor of our demon clan! Normally, his status is much higher than yours!" Mo Qian gritted his teeth, suppressed the anger in his chest, and scolded.

"I understand, I really understand. Let's go back to the clan first and then make plans." Mo Qingtian said repeatedly, feeling guilty.

Mo Qian took a deep breath and calmed down a little.

Then, he looked at the two shadows in front of him and said in a deep voice: "If anything goes wrong with our ancestor... we demons will definitely take revenge on you at any cost!"

Shadow didn't respond.

"bass!"

At this time, Mo Qingtian had already used his immortal magic, and a burst of bright light appeared on the ground.

"Sir, we will come back as soon as possible to take you away!" Mo Qian cupped his fists and bowed to Fang Yu again.

His heart was indeed full of guilt.

No matter what, the fact is...the demon clan used Fang Yu to exchange for Mo Qingtian's freedom.

This behavior is equivalent to exchanging the inheritance left by the ancestor of the demon clan for the future of the demon clan!

If you do this, I'm sorry for Wan Dao Shi Mo! I also feel sorry for the orthodox bloodline of the demon clan!

However, Mo Qian had no choice!

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

The beam of light shot into the sky.

Mo Qian and his party were shrouded in the power of space laws and quickly teleported away from the Long Day Realm.

Fang Yu was still sitting on the ground, looking up at the pair of gloves suspended above.

"You seem to be very happy." Youying lowered his head and asked slowly, "Do you think they will really come back to save you?"

"Ah? Can you tell that I'm very happy?" Fang Yu was stunned for a moment, then immediately suppressed the corners of his mouth that had been raised unconsciously, put on a bitter look, and said, "This won't make me look happy, right?"

Shadow fell silent.

It lowered its head and stared straight at Fang Yu, as if to gain insight into everything.

Fang Yu had actually been observing these two shadows for a long time.

And he also saw that these two shadows were just virtual bodies, or even projections, with no aura of cultivation on them.

Therefore, it is meaningless to observe these two shadows, and no matter how much you explore, there will be no results.

Obviously, these two shadows were only used to take away the Emperor's Fist.

What Fang Yu has to do is simple.

Just wait for the rightful master to come out and receive the Emperor's Fist.

However, sitting here at this moment, with the Emperor's Fist right in front of him, Fang Yu still felt itchy. He wanted to take the glove into his hands immediately and put it on to try it out.

In fact, if it were just for the gloves, he could do that.

However, when things came to this point, Fang Yu still wanted to see who the real owner behind the shadow was.

Anyway, judging from Mo Qingtian's previous performance, he was almost certain that Mo Qingtian was definitely the actively cooperating party in this so-called transaction.

The person who can make Mo Qingtian actively cooperate, judging from the information previously obtained... is most likely the Holy Academy!

After all, the bloodline transformation proposed by Mo Qingtian was most likely the result of cooperation with the Holy Academy.

However, based on Holy Court's understanding of Fang Yu, if the two shadows in front of them are really Holy Court... Logically speaking, Holy Court should be able to detect Fang Yu's identity.

But at present, it seems that the other party does not behave like this.

But no matter what, the Holy Academy is a force, not an individual monk.

The shadow in front of him might be a subordinate of the Holy Court, so he might not have such a deep understanding of Fang Yu.

"The successor of the First Demon of Ten Thousand Daos..." Youying spoke again, his tone still full of doubts, "If the First Demon of Ten Thousand Daos really has a successor, it shouldn't appear at this time."

"Tell me your true identity."

Fang Yu's heart moved.

Unexpectedly, this shadow was quite smart and immediately concluded that there was something wrong with his identity.

However, to Fang Yu, this is not important.

He didn't care about his identity being exposed at all.

Anyway, if you want to take away the Emperor's Fist, sooner or later you have to deal with the real master behind the shadow in front of you.

Of course, this can only be done after the real owner shows up.

"I'm quite curious about your identity." Fang Yu looked at Youying and said, "You can suppress Mo Qingtian so easily. You must be very strong, right?"

"Mo Qingtian... Hahaha, who is he? A lost dog." Youying laughed, his tone full of disdain, "It's humiliating for me to compare me with Mo Qingtian!"

"However, everyone in your demon clan is almost the same now. You have given up your dignity and just want to survive."

"It's ridiculous to hand over the Emperor's Fist so easily."

Fang Yu narrowed his eyes and listened to Youying's words.

"So what do you want to do by controlling me?" Fang Yu asked.

"Nothing, just curious." Youying replied, "Today's demons are no longer worthy of being compared with the gods, but I am still very interested in the demons, and I do not deny that you demons have made great achievements in a very short period of time. Within, it was once at the same level as the God Clan."