The Strongest Qi Refiner

These monks are the elites of the Demon Race!

The cultivator headed by You You is the right-hand man of the current Demon Lord, the head of the four Demon Lords, Xingxing Zun!

At this moment, Mie Xing stared directly at the five-pointed star mark on Fang Yu's forehead, the shock on his face was hard to hide.

This imprint is very simple and can be copied at will.

But the problem is that the breath that this mark contains that can suppress their bloodline cannot be concealed!

That supreme demon breath!

The ancestor of the demon race, the breath of the beginning demon!

Mie Xing's heart trembled violently. After years of cultivation, he could not even control his expression, and the flesh on his face was twitching.

Excitement, shock, and awe!

He didn't know who Fang Yu was in front of him, he only recognized that breath!

That breath made the blood in his body tremble, making him want to kneel and surrender from the bottom of his heart!

This is the case with Mie Xing, and so are the other demon elites around him.

Some cultivators among them have not even heard of the existence of the Beginning Demon, but the awe and tremors that stem from the bloodline... are very accurate.

"This, this, this..."

All the elites of the demon race looked at Mie Xing.

At this moment, Fang Yu was also observing the demeanor of this group of demon monks.

He deliberately condensed the five-pointed star mark that symbolized the beginning of the myriad demons on the conspicuous position of his forehead, and released a ray of the power of the myriad ways, just to see the reaction of this group of demons.

Judging from the current reaction, his conjecture is correct.

These demons obviously know the existence of the Beginning Demon, and they are in awe of it.

"Puff puff……"

Just when Fang Yu was still thinking, Mie Xing in the distance took the lead and knelt down on both knees, lowered his head, and at the same time put his hands together on the top of his head.

This is the highest etiquette of the demons.

Mie Xing did this, and the thirty demon elites behind him also followed suit.

"Unknown senior brother, are these Xihuang monks salute us? Are they rescued by the elders!?"

At this time, Zero on the side saw the movements of these demon cultivators, his eyes widened, flashing excited light, and asked.

Day unknown and Luo Yan looked at the group of demon monks.

They could sense the powerful and violent aura released by the group of monks.

"Demon?"

Day and night thought.

He knew that Shizun Motian did have friendship with the Xihuang Demon Clan.

And now, this group of demon monks is saluting in their direction with such a respectful gesture...

Could it be that the master used the relationship to let the demons send a group of strong people to protect them?

Yufeizi told him before that there is no need to worry, it seems that the rely is the devil!

The status and background of the Demon Race in the Western Wilderness is still quite strong, and it may really be able to solve the current disputes!

Thinking like this, Hiroshima's heart that had been so heavy all of a sudden relaxed a lot.

He turned his head to look at Zero, showing a long-lost smile, and said, "Zero, you are right, this should be the support arranged by Master and the elders."

"Great!" Zero was so excited that he almost jumped up.

Luo Yan didn't speak, but his face softened a lot.

On Lin Batian's side, he was still wrangling with the large group of Western Wilderness powerhouses. After sensing the breath of the group of demon monks, he looked back.

Seeing the group of demon monks saluting, he understood what was going on, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

"Hey, stop arguing, haven't you seen so many demon monks kneeling down for us?"

Lin Batian shook the paper fan in his hand and smiled smugly.

Hearing this, a group of Western Wilderness powerhouses also turned their attention to the group of demon elites who were saluting to Fang Yu on the other side.

Seeing this scene, their faces changed.

I thought Lin Batian was talking nonsense and delaying time, but I didn't expect... This turned out to be the truth!

The group of demon monks actually salutes Lin Batian and his party!

And it's the best gift!

How is this going! ?

Why do they do this?

These monks are monks from Beihuang. Demons are the most profound ethnic group in Xihuang. If they do such a thing, isn't it the same as bringing shame to Xihuang! ?

"What are they doing!? Are they really demon monks!?"

"It's really the Demon Race... Look at the cultivator at the head, that's the Demon Race's Exterminator!"

"Yes, it's him!? The Xingxing Zun who pushed the Sunset Canyon alone... But now, what is he doing!?"

All the powerful people in the Western Wilderness were shocked, full of puzzlement and anger.

They specially came from all over the place of inheritance, in order to crusade this group of robbers and thieves from Beihuang, and want to keep the inheritance of Shangxian Court in Xihuang!

And among them, the Demon Clan, the most representative of the Western Wilderness group, knelt down in front of this group of Northern Wilderness cultivators!

What the hell does this mean! ?

Although there was a lot of discussion, the group of demon cultivators remained unmoved, and still kept their posture of kneeling and salute.

Zhou Mingming glanced at the group of Western Wilderness powerhouses in the back, and then looked at the group of demon monks who were still kneeling in front, and flew forward for a distance to come to the front of this group of demon monks.

"Seniors, please get up." Zhou Mingming said gently.

However, the group of demon cultivators headed by Mie Xing, as if they hadn't heard it, remained motionless, silent, and kept kneeling.

The day was stunned for a moment, and then he said: "Unknown in the afternoon, he is the chief disciple of the Northern Wilderness Great God and Buddha Temple, and the Motian God is my master... I know that you are entrusted by my master to come to support..."

The surroundings were silent except for the unidentified voice of the day.