The Strongest Qi Refiner

When Fang Yu saw the two bodies clearly, his heart was shaken violently.

The ones lying on the ground were the fifth senior brother Yan and the third senior sister Yaoer.

Half of Yan's body was charred black, and he was lying on the ground, no longer breathing.

Yaoer was lying not far away, with a blood hole on his chest, and his eyes were half open, but his pupils were dull.

"Boom boom boom..."

There was still a roar coming from the front.

Fang Yu and An Xiaoxiao were currently in a ruin.

There were buildings around, but they were all destroyed after a big battle.

Where is this place?

Fang Yu didn't know.

In addition to feeling pain, he couldn't even see clearly.

This state, Fang Yu's original body had never experienced before.

This might be the state of dying.

The wound on the chest could not be repaired, blood and qi were lost in large quantities, and the meridians in the body had collapsed.

Fang Yu didn't know the situation of Xianyuan.

But with such a serious injury, Xianyuan could never be undamaged.

"You all died for what you deserved. The friendship between fellow disciples is touching. No one wants to give up on the other. They would rather die on the same day than live longer. I have to say that Wu Dao has indeed taught good disciples."

At this time, a cold and low voice came from the front.

This voice is very familiar.

Even if he didn't see the figure, Fang Yu knew that the speaker was Wu Sheng, one of the elders of Tian Yan Sect.

"You have wasted a lot of our time, but no matter where you escape to, as long as you are still in this immortal realm, you can't escape our control."

At this time, another voice came.

Fang Yu only realized at this time that there were two elders present.

Just floating in the air in front.

In order to cut the grass and root out the roots, Tian Yan Sect sent three elders to hunt down these five former Tian Yan Sect prodigies.

"In fact, the longer you run away, the more pain you will suffer. It is meaningless." Wu Yuan continued, "You try every means to pass on the news to the disciples in Tianyan Sect, so that they know our so-called true face... What's the point?"

"Most of them have died in the previous battle with Liudao Sect."

"Even if they believe you, it will not have any impact on us."

Wu Yuan's words came one by one, and they also contained waves of law power.

The body condition that Fang Yu possessed was already at its worst.

This sentence made him vomit more blood.

"Brother..."

An Xiaoxiao cried even harder.

She didn't know what she should do, nor did she know what she could do.

She never thought that one day she would face the siege of the three elders of Tianyan Sect!

These three elders, in her eyes in the past, were so kind and amiable...

But now, the eyes they looked at An Xiaoxiao were extremely cold, with only murderous intent.

Why did it become like this?

An Xiaoxiao couldn't understand and couldn't accept the tragedy happening in front of her.

Master, the eldest brother and the second brother never came out of Tianyanmen again.

From then on, she followed the remaining brothers and sisters to flee.

She kept moving around, disguising herself and hiding herself, trying to avoid everyone's sight as much as possible.

At the same time, she was also trying to pass on the order to the disciples she knew in Tianyanmen, telling them all the truth.

However, the information that was passed out was able to get a response at first.

Many disciples in Tianyanmen did not believe that Wudaoxian would betray Tianyanmen.

They said they would find a way to clear Wudaoxian's name.

However, not long after, Tianyanmen and Liudao Sect suddenly went to war.

This war shocked the entire Eternal Life Immortal Realm and even shook the Immortal World!

These two top immortal gates were indeed representatives of the two major branches in the past, but there had never been much friction.

No one thought that these two top immortal gates would actually have a head-on conflict!

And in that battle, it was said that the casualties of the two immortal gates were extremely heavy, and most of the disciples' bodies were left on the battlefield, piled up like a mountain, which was horrible to look at.

But the strange thing is that in this battle, the elders of the two major immortal sects seemed to have reached some kind of tacit understanding and did not go out to directly participate in the battle.

Therefore, the intensity of this battle was also controlled within a considerable range and did not continue to expand.

And because the masters and elders of both sides did not take action... even if the disciples suffered heavy casualties, it did not hurt the foundation, let alone affect the original status of the two major immortal sects.

They are still the two top immortal sects recognized by the human race and the immortal world!

However, many disciples who died in that battle will never come back.

And for Yao'er and Yan Yixing, who are still struggling to restore the name of Wudaoxian and seek justice, they are even more desperate.

In this era, if the Immortal Emperor does not come out, the saints of the human race are mountains that cannot be crossed.

Especially the saints in Tianyanmen and Liudaozong are extremely powerful and invincible.

Even though the seven disciples under Wudaoxian were all stunning monsters, they were still inexperienced and lacked cultivation, and were also suppressed by the mountains.

And today was the end of everything.

Their position was exposed, attracting the encirclement and suppression of the three elders of Tianyan Sect.

There was no escape, no retreat.

Yaoer and Yan died in battle one after another.

And Mo Ziyu, who was possessed by Fang Yu, was already in a dying state.

An Xiaoxiao also had many injuries. Although they were not fatal, she alone could not reverse the situation.

"You... are just a group of bastards with foreign blood."

At this time, a female voice came from the side.

Turning around, it was the fourth senior sister Xingzi.

Her breath was extremely disordered, but she forced herself to stand up.

Xingzi's hair was messy at this time, and her originally charming face was also covered with a layer of dust, and the corners of her mouth and chin were stained with blood.

"Bastard... We don't like such rude names." Wuxin stared at Xingzi and snorted coldly.

"Bang!"

A pressure hit Xingzi's body.

Xingzi, who was already weak, groaned and fell to the ground.

But she still laughed.

"A bastard is a bastard. This is a fact, not a name. You are no longer human. From the moment you merged with the blood of the gods, you are bastards. Otherwise, how could you not have any humanity at all?"

"Crack, crack, crack..."

Wu Xin continued to release pressure, causing the bones in Xingzi's body to continue to break.

But Xingzi did not even make a sound of pain, and was still laughing.

"Even if you kill us all, your roots will not change. One day, you will be backfired..." Xingzi's voice was hoarse.

"Fourth Senior Sister..."

An Xiaoxiao's eyes were wide open, with tears in her eyes, and she wanted to rush forward.

However, there was a seriously injured Senior Brother Zi Yu in front of her...

"Shut up." Wu Xin frowned and slapped out with a palm.

"Bang!"

Xingzi's body instantly turned into ashes and dissipated in the air.

"No, no, no..."

An Xiaoxiao looked at this scene with a dull look in her eyes.

She only hoped that everything happening in front of her was just a nightmare, not reality!

The master is not dead, the eldest brother, the second brother, the third sister, etc. are all fine...

If everything can be repeated, she is willing to exchange her life for this hope...

"Buzz buzz buzz..."

A burst of extremely powerful immortal power enveloped An Xiaoxiao.

And then forcibly grabbed her and suspended her in the air.

Fang Yu looked at this scene and wanted to reach out, but he couldn't even do this basic action.

An Xiaoxiao was suppressed by this immortal power and had difficulty breathing. The meridians in her body were under great pressure.

"An Xiaoxiao, when you entered the sect, you had the opportunity to worship me as your master, and now you wouldn't have ended up like this." Wusheng raised his right palm and said, "I used to be very optimistic about your talent, but you chose to understand the Tao."

An Xiaoxiao gritted her teeth, tears in her eyes, and said: "Even if I were to choose a hundred times, I would not worship a despicable villain like you as my master!"

"You have backbone." Wusheng nodded expressionlessly and clenched his right palm slightly.

"Crack, crack, crack..."

An Xiaoxiao's bones were broken in large numbers and she was in great pain.

She had many wounds on her body, and now she was bleeding.

The breath of death was approaching.

Facing the siege of the three saints, An Xiaoxiao had no hope of breaking through.

And Fang Yu could only watch everything happen from behind.

This is real history and cannot be changed.