I can sweep the heavens

Fang Yu grabbed Chen Xiangwen's arm and lifted him up in the air.

Chen Xiangwen kept bleeding from his mouth, looked at Fang Yu in front of him, and said nothing.

"We have no grievances or enmities, and I have no ill feeling towards him, and I should have no ill feeling towards me either," Fang Yu said.

"Fart! If not, how could Ruobing be taken away!? I don't know who the other party is, but he took Ruobing just because he wanted to deal with it!" Chen Xiangwen was very emotional.

He was originally a calm killing god, but after he really fell in love with a woman, his mood changed.

Now, all he thinks about is Yu Ruobing.

Whoever hurts Yu Ruobing is his sworn enemy, regardless of the cause and effect.

"There is some truth in saying this, but logically speaking, the culprit is still the Witch God Cult, and I still hope to calm down." Fang Yu said.

Chen Xiangwen looked at Fang Yu, his eyes were bloodshot, and the fierce light was still shining.

"Let's put it this way, calmness is the only option. Because it is impossible to kill me, my level is not enough." Fang Yu said lightly.

Not good enough?

As the mysterious powerhouse number one in the dark list, Chen Xiangwen has never experienced such contempt in his life!

But unfortunately, he doesn't even have a chance to resist now!

Fang Yu wanted to say something else.

But at this moment, a cloud of black air suddenly appeared on Chen Xiangwen's body.

Black air entangled Chen Xiangwen, and soon wrapped him up.

Just two seconds later, Fang Yu felt a lightness in his hand, and the black air in front of him disappeared.

And Chen Xiangwen also disappeared.

But at this time, a smile appeared on Fang Yu's face.

He had already guessed that the Witch God Sect would take Chen Xiangwen away in the same way.

And he didn't need to stop it at all.

On the contrary, with the help of Chen Xiangwen who was taken away, he could find the old place of the Witch God Cult!

Because, during the conversation with Chen Xiangwen just now, he silently used his divine sense to leave a mark on Chen Xiangwen's body!

In order to avoid being discovered, he did not choose to leave the mark in Chen Xiangwen's soul.

As long as there is this mark, Fang Yu will soon be able to locate the Witch God Cult and know their plan.

Inside the church hall in the western wilderness of Huaibei.

A black air appeared out of thin air, and then a figure appeared.

"Snapped!"

Chen Xiangwen couldn't stand upright and fell to the ground.

He tried to raise his head, and saw the archbishop sitting on the high platform.

Seeing Chen Xiangwen's current appearance, the archbishop was very satisfied.

Fang Yu beat Chen Xiangwen seriously, so that Chen Xiangwen could be prevented from making a fuss in the church, thus avoiding a lot of trouble.

"Bring out his wife."

The archbishop ordered.

Soon, two men in purple robes carried a woman in cheongsam and walked out from behind the door.

The woman was Yu Ruobing who was kidnapped at the wedding banquet.

Under the archbishop's signal, the purple-robed man let go of Yu Ruobing.

When Yu Ruobing saw Chen Xiangwen lying on the ground, his expression changed, and he ran over quickly, knelt on the ground, and hugged Chen Xiangwen.

"Xiangwen, are you alright?" Yu Ruobing's eyes were red and her whole body was trembling.

Chen Xiangwen didn't answer, but observed Yu Ruobing's whole body.

Seeing that Yu Ruobing was not injured, Chen Xiangwen was relieved.

"I'm fine." Chen Xiangwen said.

"The mouth is full of blood, and you still say it's okay? Who beat you like this? Who is it?" Yu Ruobing asked coldly with a pale face.

"What a loving couple, it's really enviable."

At this time, the archbishop on the high platform spoke.

Chen Xiangwen struggled to sit up, looked at the Archbishop, and asked, "What do you want to do?"

The archbishop did not answer the question.

He made a plan to kidnap Yu Ruobing just to lure Chen Xiangwen to this place.

But now Chen Xiangwen not only came, but also received a serious injury, unable to jump, it couldn't be better for him.

"I have told you just now that my purpose is to kill Fang Yu." The archbishop said, "I have fought against him just now, how do you feel?"

Hearing this question, Chen Xiangwen twitched.

He had just lost to Fang Yu, and was humiliated and disgraced.

"Is he much stronger than imagined?" the archbishop asked again.

Chen Xiangwen stared straight at the Archbishop, and said in a deep voice, "So what?"

While speaking, Chen Xiangwen struggled to stand up.

Yu Ruobing quickly supported Chen Xiangwen.

"Since you know my identity, you should also know who I am. I won't let you be manipulated. If you push me, I will use my power in the dark world and do everything possible to retaliate." Chen Xiangwen said coldly.

While speaking, bursts of frightening energy erupted from his body.

"My wife has already swallowed the holy water of our Witch God Sect and has become a member of our Sect. Since our husband and wife are so loving, we should naturally join together." The archbishop said without panicking at all.

"What holy water?" Chen Xiangwen turned to look at Yu Ruobing.

"They forced me to drink a bowl of clear water just now," Yu Ruobing said with a pale face.

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly clutched her abdomen, groaned in pain, and fell to the ground.

"Ruobing!" Chen Xiangwen immediately supported Yu Ruobing.

"I, my stomach hurts." Yu Ruobing's face was as white as paper, tears streaming down her face.

"If you drink the holy water, you will belong to our Witch God Sect, and you will naturally accept the discipline of our Witch God Sect. Anyone who is disobedient will suffer a little bit," the archbishop said slowly.

"Stop immediately!" Chen Xiangwen turned around and roared, and at the same time his momentum exploded.

But at this moment, the Archbishop suddenly stretched out his right scepter.

The jewel on the scepter shone brightly.

"boom!"

Chen Xiangwen felt as if a mountain was pressing on him, and instantly fell to the ground with a muffled sound.

"Don't force yourself, now, you can only accept my request." The archbishop said calmly.

Chen Xiangwen gritted his teeth, the veins on his forehead popped out, he wanted to get up, but he couldn't move.

And behind him, Yu Ruobing's cry of pain was still heard.

"I accept it! I accept it!" Chen Xiangwen shouted hoarsely, his voice tearing apart.

"It should have been such a choice," the archbishop said.

As soon as the words fell, the heavy pressure on Chen Xiangwen dissipated.

And the cramping pain in Yu Ruobing's stomach also disappeared.

Chen Xiangwen got up hurriedly, turned to look at Yu Ruobing.

After the severe pain just now, Yu Ruobing's face was bloodless, and she collapsed weakly on the ground.

Seeing his lover like this, Chen Xiangwen's heart was bleeding.

"To join our Witch God Sect, you must first accept the holy water I teach." The archbishop said, gesturing to the black-clothed bishop beside him.

Holding a bowl of water in his hand, the bishop in black walked up to Chen Xiangwen.

Chen Xiangwen looked at the bowl, and then at the archbishop on the high platform.

As a generation of kings, he never thought that he would have such a day!

Forced to join other people's organizations and submit to others!

"Because it is strong enough, I respect it very much, but I hope that I will not do some wrong and meaningless things again, otherwise I will not show mercy." The archbishop's tone suddenly turned cold.

Chen Xiangwen's heart sank.

He took the bowl of water, glanced at it, raised his head and drank it.

The water is cold, just like Chen Xiangwen's heart.

"Okay, from now on, you will be a member of our Witch God Cult." The archbishop stood up and clapped his hands.

"Clap!"

Chen Xiangwen threw the bowl on the ground, making a loud noise.

The archbishop didn't care about Chen Xiangwen's attitude.

Anyway, after today, Chen Xiangwen can only be controlled by him.

"Next, as I said before, let's strength increase substantially." The archbishop said, looking at the black-clothed bishop beside him.

"The Immortal Clan has sent people here, and they should arrive soon." The bishop in black replied.

"Okay, let's wait then." The archbishop nodded.

"Immortals"

Fang Yu, who was far away in the southern capital, heard all the words through the imprint in Chen Xiangwen's body.

No wonder the Sorcerer Sect's magical ability has improved so much in a short period of time. It turns out that it has a connection with the Immortal Race.

"People from the Immortal Clan will go there later." Fang Yu thought.

In fact, for Fang Yu, the best way is not to show up for the time being, and continue to observe the movements of the Witch God Cult and the Immortal Clan through the imprint in Chen Xiangwen's body, maybe he can get the location of the Immortal Clan's lair in one fell swoop.

But Fang Yu couldn't do that.