The Strongest Qi Refiner

Nu Tian turned around and looked at this henchman.

He was clearly still angry.

However, the words from his confidant really diverted his attention.

Some information about the demons obtained in the Mystic Pavilion refreshed his knowledge.

The demon clan does not only have an ancestor-level existence like Wandao Shimo!

There is another one named Luntian Demon Ancestor!

"This is the first time I know that the Demon Clan has such an ancestor-level existence! Lun Tian Demon Ancestor! Even the name is so unfamiliar! There is no trace left in history!" Another confidant also spoke. road.

Raising this topic, in addition to diverting Nu Tian's attention, also surprised them.

There is such a powerful person in the Demon Clan, but as monks from the God Clan... they actually didn't know about it until today!

This is unbelievable!

"Your Highness, do you think this information is reliable? After all, how could a powerful person at the level of the ancestor of the demon race leave no trace in history? Could the Mystic Pavilion have made a mistake..." The confidant raised his head, Looking at Nu Tian, ​​he asked.

Nu Tian pulled away from his angry emotions, his expression became solemn, and he snorted: "An error!? Do you know what the Mystic Pavilion represents!? Anyone can make mistakes, and the Mystic Pavilion will never make mistakes. They are influenced by An organization directly controlled by the Divine Court! The immortal weapons within are all forged by the Supreme God Clan himself!"

"Mysterious Pavilion has all the important information and intelligence in the fairy world in their hands! They know the history of every top clan very well!"

"Since the Mystic Pavilion said that there is still an ancestor-level strongman in the demon clan, then... it must be true! The Lun Tian Demon Ancestor must be a real strong man!"

"But... that is an ancestor-level powerful man. How come we didn't know about his existence until today?" The confidant frowned and asked in confusion.

Nu Tian looked gloomy and replied: "According to the deacon of the Mysterious Pavilion, the character of this Luntian Demon Ancestor is completely different from that of the First Demon of Ten Thousand Daos, and he doesn't even look like a demon."

"The reason why it left no traces in history is because it did something that offended the laws of the fairy world, so that the traces of its existence were erased."

"The deacon didn't mention exactly what he did, and I didn't ask any more questions."

"Offline the laws of the Immortal Realm? What can you do to offend the laws of the Immortal Realm?" A confidant asked in shock.

"I wonder if the First Demon of Wandao knows the existence of the Luntian Demon Ancestor... If these two join forces, for our God Clan..." Another confidant's eyes flashed with shock.

"Do you think... our God Clan can't deal with these two ancestors of the Demon Clan?" Nu Tian raised his eyes and looked at this confidant, his voice cold.

The confidant's expression changed and he was about to speak.

"So far, whether they are the wanted remnants of the human race or the remnants of the demon race, including the Wandao First Demon who has suddenly returned, and the Luntian Demon Ancestor who has long since disappeared... they are indeed difficult to deal with. " Nu Tianhan said, "However, the Supreme God Clan obviously still doesn't take them seriously."

"W-could this be..." A confidant's lips squirmed, but he didn't dare to say the second half of the sentence, "Too big".

"No, in the fairy world, you can question everything, including any god king in our god clan." Nu Tian's eyes were sharp and he said coldly, "But you must not question the supreme god clan."

"They were on top of everything... and they didn't make any mistakes."

"This is not arrogance, but absolute confidence and confidence!"

"Your Highness, what should we do next?" Another confidant asked, "After confirming the return of the First Demon of Ten Thousand Daos, do we still need to continue searching for the whereabouts of the remnants of the demon clan?"

"No, we can't take any more risks." Wan Dao Shimo shook his head and said in a deep voice, "After Wan Dao Shimo returns, the remnant of the demon clan has become difficult to deal with. It depends on the next step of Shenting's plan. With people like us, Level doesn’t matter.”

"Our target...should be that remnant of the human race, Fang Yu!"

"From now on, we will do our best to search for the whereabouts of this human beast!"

"yes!"

The two confidants responded together.

…

In the west of the fairy world, in a ruined fairyland where the rules have collapsed.

Under the dim sky, there are mountains suspended in mid-air.

Because the basic laws of this fairyland have collapsed, these mountains appear to be swaying and broken.

In the air, you can also see a large number of water waves and some space debris.

In such a chaotic environment, it is naturally impossible for immortality to exist.

Therefore, there are very few living beings in such a place.

But at this moment, in the middle of a sloping half-mountain, there was a figure of a monk.

She was maintaining a meditative posture, her body burning with purple and red aura.

Han Miaoyi closed her eyes tightly and remained motionless.

But if you look carefully, you can see that even though her pretty face is very tight... there is still movement from time to time.

For example, the left eye secretly opens, and the eyeball turns and closes again.

He seemed to be observing his surroundings.

"It seems like he's not around anymore. Can we take a break?" Han Miaoyi asked in her heart.

It is the demonic consciousness that is asking.

The object of inquiry is naturally divine consciousness.

"It will be discovered."

A calm female voice sounded in Han Miaoyi's heart.

"What are you afraid of? It's just for a while. If he comes back, I can just continue practicing right away! This mental method is too boring! If I continue like this, I will go crazy!" The tone of the demonic consciousness was full of impatience.

"Of course you can choose to be lazy. After all, this is the inheritance of your demon clan and has nothing to do with me." The divine consciousness said coldly, "But let me tell you, the more time you waste here, the less time we will have to see Brother Fang. The later."

"I keep saying that I want to help him, but it seems that it is just lip service."

"I, I can't wait to get in front of my master right now and help him deal with those beasts! You beasts of the Gods!" the demonic consciousness said angrily.

The divine consciousness was silent for a moment and replied: "I said, don't confuse the Gods with me. I have nothing to do with the current Gods. I don't recognize them, and they also don't recognize me..."

"But you are a god!" Demonic consciousness interrupted.

"I'm not." The tone of the divine consciousness became colder and colder, and he seemed to be angry.

"You are it!" The demonic consciousness spoke again.

"As you practice cultivation, the only one you can deceive is yourself."

Just when the two consciousnesses in Han Miaoyi were still arguing, a voice came from the front.

The tone was gentle, but also admonishing.

Han Miaoyi's expression changed, she opened her eyes and saw a figure in the sky directly in front of her.

He is a male cultivator with white beard and hair.

His face is covered with beard, but his face looks very young and his appearance is very handsome, but the air between his eyebrows exudes vicissitudes of life and age.

"I, I didn't..." Han Miaoyi said urgently.

"Miaoyi, don't be impatient." The male cultivator showed a faint smile and said with gentleness in his eyes, "This mental method is indeed boring, but it will be of great help to you in controlling your own mind in the future."

"But if you feel that practicing this way is too boring, you can practice in another environment that you find interesting."

"Can we really change the place!?" Han Miaoyi asked with surprise on her face as her beautiful eyes widened.

"Of course." The male cultivator smiled, "But the premise is that the place must be absolutely quiet and safe."

"You can only practice, and you can't meet other monks."

"Ah? What's the difference between that and not changing?" Han Miaoyi's enthusiasm was extinguished instantly.

"If you want to practice this mental method, you must be in this kind of environment to succeed." The male cultivator said, "The reason why I let you practice in such a collapsed fairyland is to avoid being disturbed by any living beings as much as possible. "

"You have a strong talent. If you can calm down, it won't take long to master the mental technique."

"..." Han Miaoyi opened her mouth, but said nothing.

"Is it all because of that human monk that you are so impetuous?"

At this time, the male cultivator spoke again.

But when he mentioned the human monks, a cold light appeared in his eyes, and his tone was obviously cold.

"I...I just want to see him." Han Miaoyi pouted and said, "I want to help him solve his troubles. He is now wanted by the damn Gods..."

"Let's do this, I'll help him." The male cultivator showed a smile and said, "This way... you can calm down and continue practicing."

"Ah!?" Han Miaoyi raised her head, looked at the male cultivator in disbelief, and asked, "Demon Ancestor, you, are you really willing to help my master!?"