The Strongest Qi Refiner

The sound of the wind seemed to be mixed with the whistling and roar of some fierce spirits, accompanied by the smell of blood, filling the sky and the earth.

I have to say that this place is indeed in line with Fang Yu's expectations for Moyu.

"Senior, the junior can immediately go with you to see the Honorable Master, or visit the Demon Realm with you first, I don't know about the senior..." Mie Xing asked from behind.

"I won't visit anymore, I'm in a hurry, take me directly to see Jiujiutian." Fang Yu replied.

"Yes!"

Destroyer responded.

In the next second, Fang Yu and Han Miaoyi's feet shone with light.

Light bursts, spins.

"Whizzing!"

Fang Yu and Han Miaoyi disappeared in place in the next second.

When their feet landed again, they were already standing on a stone pillar.

The space around them is very dim, and you can see stone walls all around.

In front of it is also a stone wall, but on this stone wall, you can see an obvious face, like a mural, and like a statue embedded in the mountain wall.

"bass!"

When Fang Yu looked at the face embedded in the stone wall in front of him, the two eyeballs on that face also rolled.

"You are the master of the Western Wilderness Demon Clan, offering sacrifices to the Nine Heavens?" Fang Yu asked directly.

The other party was obviously also observing Fang Yu, and then replied, "I am."

"Wow, you embedded yourself into the mountain wall... is it a trend or a hobby?" Fang Yu raised his eyebrows.

After saying this, the mountain wall in front suddenly shook.

"Boom..."

During the vibration, the face gradually became blurred, and finally turned into a normal mountain wall.

"I'm just talking casually to liven up the atmosphere, you don't need to react so much." Fang Yu said.

"Buzzing..."

At this moment, a figure slowly condensed in the air not far in front of Fang Yu.

The body was soon fully formed.

A black monk.

His clothes were not fancy, even ordinary.

However, his stern face, his red pupils, and a polygonal mark on his forehead were easy to impress.

"Sacrificing to the Nine Heavens?" Fang Yu asked again.

The black-clothed monk slowly fell from the sky.

His eyes first focused on Fang Yu's face, and then shifted to Han Miaoyi's face beside him.

Finally, it moved to Fang Yu's left hand.

"Can you let me take a look... the mark on the back of your hand?" the black-clothed monk asked, his tone was gentle, even pleading.

If Mie Xing was present, he would definitely be surprised.

In his impression, the Demon Lord has never spoken in such a tone!

"Oh, do you want to see the mark of the Beginning Demon? No problem."

Fang Yu agreed immediately, and raised his left hand with the back of his hand towards the black-clothed cultivator.

"Om!"

In the next second, the five-pointed star mark on the back of Fang Yu's left hand flashed a burst of purple light, becoming extremely conspicuous!

The power that belongs to the Beginning Demon of Myriad Paths also radiates out, and it is extremely powerful!

At this moment, the mark on the forehead of the black-clothed cultivator in front also glowed red, as if he was sensing something!

At this time, Fang Yu could see clearly that the mark on the black-clothed cultivator's forehead looked like a more complicated five-pointed star, not only five-pointed, but ten-pointed, resembling a blooming sunflower.

"How about it?"

Fang Yu looked at the black-clothed cultivator in front of him and asked.

At this moment, the black-clothed cultivator stared straight at the five-pointed star mark on the back of Fang Yu's hand, his pupils seem to be trembling.

His eyes were wide open and motionless, like petrification.

Fang Yu could clearly see that many complicated expressions flashed across his face.

Excited, revered, shocked, and more.

Just when Fang Yu was hesitating whether to speak again.

"Clap!"

The black-clothed cultivator suddenly knelt down on his knees in front of Fang Yu, with his hands above his head.

This etiquette has also been used by Mie Xing before.

This is the highest etiquette of the demons.

"Junior sacrifices to the Nine Heavens, I have seen senior!" The black-clothed cultivator's voice was trembling, and he said excitedly.

"You really are offering sacrifices to the Nine Heavens, I thought it wasn't."

Fang Yu squinted slightly, looking at Ji Jiutian who was kneeling in front of him, his eyes flickering.

To be honest, he really didn't expect Ji Jiutian to kneel directly in front of him.

No matter what, this sacrifice to Jiutian is the master of the Western Wilderness Demon Clan.

As Mie Xing said, within the scope of the Western Wilderness, there is basically no opponent, and no one has a higher status than him.

But in front of Fang Yu, he was so respectful, no different from Mie Xing.

"It seems that the Primordial Demon of Myriad Paths is indeed very important to the Demon Race." Fang Yu thought.

Seeing Ji Jiutian still kneeling there, he said again, "Get up, let's have a good chat."

Ji Jiutian raised his head and stood up.

Fang Yu put down his left hand, and the light of the mark on the back of his hand slowly dissipated.

However, the mark on Ji Jiutian's forehead kept shining brightly, and the demonic aura on his body continued to radiate.

"Senior..." Ji Jiutian seemed to have a lot to say, his lips moved, but he didn't say it.

"Little sacrifice, don't get too excited, say something if you have something to say, everyone is from the same clan, so you don't have to be so particular about it." Fang Yu stepped forward, patted Ji Jiutian on the shoulder, and smiled.

"Understand, understand...Senior." Ji Jiutian's expression was still changing, but his emotions had calmed down a lot.

After all, he is the Demon Lord who has been in the Demon Race for many years!

"I have to explain, although I have inherited the power of the primordial demons, but... I don't have much contact with the demons on the domain." Fang Yu said, "On the contrary, I also need to learn about the domain from you. news of the demons."