The Strongest Qi Refiner

Violet looked at Fang Yu, her eyes were both cold and puzzled.

"What I mean is, you should wake him up first, and then kill him, it's better to relieve your hatred," Fang Yu said.

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

Fang Yu stood in the original position and looked into the distance.

At this time, the surviving members of the Holy Light Group stared at him blankly.

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

Where did Bai Ran go?

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

And Gary ran out... so white...

Fang Yu's eyes changed slightly, and he immediately rushed towards the castle behind, and released his consciousness to look for Bai Ran's figure.

Soon, he saw Bai Ran lying on the snow field on the side of the castle, seriously injured and unconscious.

Fang Yu fell beside Bai Ran and squatted down.

Bai Ran is still breathing, so it's not a big problem.

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

"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, in fact, he didn't want Bai Ran to help him, but a kind of exercise.

But from the current point of view, Fang Yu's opponents are too high in strength, far exceeding Bai Ran's level.

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

Of course, Fang Yu wouldn't ask Bai Ran to be like Lin Batian, and to keep up with him every step of the way.

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

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

For new disciples, they will be graded according to their cultivation talent. This was what most of the sects would do back then, and Tiandao Sect was no exception.

Generally speaking, there are four levels.

Average, good, excellent, top.

The higher the talent, the more training resources you will get after entering the sect.

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

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

But even if he has not been able to break through the Qi refining period, the resources given to Fang Yu in Tiandaomen have not decreased, and have always maintained the configuration that top talent disciples should have.

For this, Fang Yu is very grateful to Master until now.

After he became the head of the sect, he knew the rules of the sect. From this, we know how much effort the master made back then in order to preserve his cultivation resources.

"Now, let's give you a grade." Fang Yu said to himself, "From the perspective of the past, maybe it can barely be rated as good?"

"From the current point of view, it should be regarded as an excellent talent. But because of the waste in the middle twenty years, it has to be downgraded by one level, so it is still rated well."

Fang Yu touched his chin, thinking about a technique suitable for Bai Ran to practice.

During this process, Bai Ran's injuries were slowly repaired, and he opened his eyes.

Seeing Fang Yu squatting in front of him, Bai Ran was stunned for a moment, then recalled what happened before he fell unconscious.

He resisted the pain in his body, stood up, lowered his head and clasped his fists and said, "Mr. Fang, I'm sorry, I betrayed your trust..."

"It's not a big problem, you don't need to apologize." Fang Yu got up, patted Bai Ran's shoulder, and said.

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

As a follower, I can't even do a simple thing, but I want Fang Yu to save him...

His self-esteem, it is difficult to accept this.

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

He turned around, looked into the distance, his eyes moved slightly.

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

Without the ethereal ring, it would be hard work to return to Huaibei across a distance of tens of thousands of kilometers, no matter how fast the speed was.

Therefore, it is still Zhao Ziluolan.

"Can you go?" Fang Yu looked at Bai Ran and asked.

Bai Ran nodded.

So, the two flew outside again.

...

In the air, three figures fell.

When Bell and the members of the Holy Light Group saw these three figures, their faces showed excitement.

Everyone immediately knelt down on one knee, covered their chests with their right hands, and shouted respectfully, "Blessed by the Holy Light, I welcome the three kings."

Three figures fell on the ground.

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

This sign, in the upper-class society of the Western Regions, symbolizes the ultimate dignity.

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

This logo symbolizes the king!

This is a top title beyond any rank and title.

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

The title of Wang Jue comes from the oldest sect in the Western Regions, the Angel Sect.

Angelism is a belief in the entire Western Regions, with a very high status.

The teachings promulgated by the Angel Cult are like imperial edicts to the people of the Western Regions, and even the major royal families dare not disobey them.

And the king is the most powerful person selected by the angels.

In the entire Western Regions, there are only eight people worthy of the title of Wang Jue.

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

Lord Drudge, Lord Murray, Lord White.

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

This alone is a great honor!

Drudge glanced around, noticing the blood on the ground, frowning slightly, looking at Bell and asking with his eyes.

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

Bell told the truth about the whole thing.

After hearing what Bell said, the three princes looked at each other with different eyes.

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

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

"Gary was killed?" Murray asked with a strange look in his eyes, looking at Bell.

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

"Who?" Murray asked.

Bell glanced ahead.

Due to the plains all around him and an open field of vision, he quickly saw Violet who was in the northeast, two hundred meters away, checking the physical condition of his subordinates.

"It's that lady." Bell pointed to Violet's position and said.

"It's her?" Murray's eyes flashed a hint of coldness, but it quickly disappeared.

"Yes, Your Majesty," Bell replied respectfully.

"I want to meet her and bring her to me," Murray said.

Bell immediately went in the direction of Violet.

Murray stood in place, with a faint gleam in his eyes.

And Draghi, who was standing beside him, smiled and said, "I would like to meet the man who easily killed the King of Spirit."

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

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

White was noncommittal.

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

I heard that the king asked to meet, but Violet did not refuse, and could not refuse.

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

If he refuses, it is not only to reject Wang Jue alone, but also to reject Angelism.

In this way, no matter how powerful they are, they will definitely go to a dead end.

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

"I have a question for you." Murray glanced at Violet, his eyes indifferent, and said, "Did you kill Gary yourself?"

"...Yes," Violet replied.

A cold light flashed in Murray's eyes again, but he did not speak.

"Gary colluded with the Necrons, and is already a sinner in the Western Regions. Now that you kill him, it will be the glory of your life." White smiled.