The Strongest Qi Refiner

Violet looked at Fang Yu, both cold and puzzled.

"I mean, you should wake him up first, and then kill him, it's more hateful," Fang Yu said.

"..." Violet looked down, her face changed slightly, and flew down.

Fang Yu stood in the original position and looked far away.

At this moment, the group of surviving members of the Holy Light Group stared at him in a daze.

Fang Yu waved to them friendly, and then remembered something.

Where did Bai Ran go?

Fang Yu was taken aback, thinking that before he left the castle, he ordered Bai Ran to watch Gary.

And Gary ran out... so in vain...

Fang Yu's eyes changed slightly, and he immediately rushed to the castle behind, releasing his spiritual consciousness, looking for Bai Ran's figure.

Soon, he saw Bai Ran, who fell on the snowy field on the side of the castle, was seriously injured and passed out.

Fang Yu landed beside Bai Ran and knelt down.

Bai Ran still breathes, the problem is not big.

Fang Yu stretched out his hand and placed it on Bai Ran's forehead, with light glowing.

"The level is still not enough..." Fang Yu looked at Bai Ran, shook his head slightly, and said.

He took Bai Ran by his side, not really wanting Bai Ran to help him, but a kind of exercise.

But from the current point of view, the opponents Fang Yu had contacted were all too high in strength, far surpassing Bai Ran's level.

In this way, it is difficult for Bai Ran to exercise, but every time he gets beaten and scarred.

Of course, Fang Yu would not ask Bai Ran to be like Lin Batian, to keep up with him in every move.

But at least, Bai Ran has to have the most basic self-protection ability.

"As far as the martial arts world today is concerned, talent is not bad. It's a pity that the foundation is too weak, and the most critical time of more than 20 years has been abandoned..." Fang Yu frowned slightly, evaluating the Tiandaomen disciple back then His eyes, to evaluate Bai Ran.

New disciples will be graded according to their cultivation talents. This is what most of the sects of the year would do, and Tiandaomen is no exception.

Generally speaking, there are four levels.

Normal, good, excellent, top.

The higher the talent, the more cultivation resources will be obtained after entering the sect.

When Fang Yu entered the Tiandaomen, he was rated as the top talent by Master Daotian.

Of course, no one expected the subsequent progress, including Fang Yu himself.

But even if it has been unable to break through the Qi refining period, the resources given to Fang Yu within the Heavenly Dao Sect have not decreased, and have always maintained the configuration that a top talented disciple should have.

Fang Yu is very grateful to Master for this.

After he became the head, he knew the rules of the sect. In this way, I know how much effort the master made in order to preserve his cultivation resources.

"Now, give you a grade." Fang Yu muttered to himself, "From the perspective of the year, maybe it can barely be rated as good?"

"From the current point of view, it should be considered an excellent talent. But because the middle 20 years were wasteful and had to be downgraded by one level, it was still rated well after all."

Fang Yu touched his chin, thinking about the techniques suitable for Bai Ran's cultivation.

In the process, Bai Ran's injuries were slowly repaired, and his eyes opened.

Seeing Fang Yu squatting in front of him, Bai Ran was stunned for a moment, and then recalled what happened before the coma.

He endured the pain in his body, stood up, bowed his head and clasped his fists and said: "Mr. Fang, I'm sorry, I have failed your trust..."

"It's not a big problem, no need to apologize." Fang Yu stood up, patted Bai Ran on the shoulder, and said.

Bai Ran raised his head, eyes full of apology and dissatisfaction with him.

As an entourage, he couldn't handle even simple things, but instead asked Fang Yu to rescue him...

His pride makes it difficult to accept this.

Fang Yu was about to say something, but suddenly felt the arrival of several breaths.

He turned and looked into the distance, his eyes moving slightly.

"We can prepare to leave." Fang Yu said.

Without the ethereal ring in the body, it would be hard work to cross tens of thousands of kilometers to return to Huaibei, no matter how fast it was.

Therefore, Zhao Violet is still required.

"Can you leave?" Fang Yu asked Bai Ran, looking at him.

Bai Ran nodded.

So, the two flew outside again.

...

In the midair, three figures fell.

When Bell and a group of members of the Holy Light Group saw these three figures, their faces were excited.

Everyone immediately knelt on one knee, covering their chests with their right hands, and respectfully shouted: "Holy light, bless you, welcome the three kings."

Three figures fell on the ground.

The three of them looked like they were about forty or fifty years old, and their outfits were different. But they all have one thing in common, that is, there is a torch symbol on the left chest.

This symbol, in the upper-class society of the Western Regions, symbolizes the ultimate nobility.

Everyone who sees this sign must salute. Or bowing, or the unique chivalry.

This logo symbolizes the king!

This is a top noble title beyond any rank.

What duke, even the orthodox heir to the royal family, or even the prince. As long as you meet the king, you must put down your posture and salute the king!

The title Wangjue comes from the oldest sect in the Western Regions, Angel Sect.

Angelism is the belief of the entire Western Regions, and its status is extremely high.

The doctrines promulgated by the angelic religion are like imperial edicts to the people of the Western Regions.

And Wang Jue is the strongest person selected by the Angel Cult.

In the entire Western Regions, there were only eight people who could be worthy of the title Wangjue.

And these three in front of them are the current three honorary heads of the Holy Light Group.

Lord Draghi, Lord Murray, Lord White.

Bell never dreamed that he could call the three kings together with an emergency call for help!

This alone is a great honor!

Draghi glanced around, noticed the blood on the ground, frowned slightly, looked at Bell, and asked.

"Your Majesty Wang, the situation is like this. About twenty minutes ago, we came here..."

Bell told the truth about the whole thing.

After listening to Bell's account, the three kings looked at each other with different eyes.

"Where did the man you mentioned?" Murray asked.

"After he got rid of Gary... he headed towards the castle, I never saw him again." Bell said.

"Gary was killed?" Murray's eyes flashed a strange color, looked at Bell, and asked.

"Yes, to be precise, a woman killed him." Bell replied.

"Who is it?" Murray asked.

Bell glanced forward.

Because the surrounding area was plain and the field of vision was open, he quickly saw the violet, which was located in the northeast, two hundred meters away, looking at the physical condition of his hands.

"It's the lady." Bell said, pointing to Violet.

"Is it her?" A glimmer of cold light flashed in Murray's eyes, UU read www.uukanshu. com but soon disappeared.

"Yes, Your Majesty Wang Jue." Bell replied respectfully.

"I want to see her and bring her in front of me." Murray said.

Bell immediately went in the direction of Violet.

Murray stood still, his eyes faintly glowing.

And Drudge, who was standing beside him, smiled and said, "I want to see the man who easily killed the Spirit Emperor."

"Me too." White said, "If the Necromancer is really as powerful as Bell said... then the strength of this man must have reached the level of a king..."

"White, Wang Jue is not judged by strength alone...In addition, I don't think that a necromancer has such a strong strength. Bell's description is mostly exaggerated because of fear." Murray glanced at White. Said lightly.

White is noncommittal.

After a while, Bell brought Violet to the front of the three kings.

I heard that it was Wang Jue who asked to meet, but Violet did not refuse, nor could he refuse.

In the Western Regions, no one can refuse Wang Jue's request.

If you refuse, it is not only to refuse Wang Jue alone, but also to refuse the angelic religion.

In this way, no matter how strong the strength is, they are bound to end.

Violet looked at the three kings in front of him, and bowed: "Your Majesty."

"I have a question to ask you." Murray glanced at Violet, his eyes indifferent, and said, "Did you kill Gary with your own hands?"

"...Yes." Violet replied.

A ray of cold light flashed in Murray's eyes again without speaking.

"Gary colluded with the Necromancer and is already a sinner in the Western Regions. Now that you kill him will become your lifetime glory." White smiled.