I can sweep the heavens

Chen Xiangwen and Yu Ruobing are innocent, but the Witch God Sect forcibly involved them.

If Fang Yu didn't show up again, when the Immortal Clan came, Chen Xiangwen would probably be assimilated into a member of the Immortal Clan, and he would never be able to turn back into a normal human being.

Ye Zhennan and Han Qi before are a living example.

After all, the holy water of the Witch God Sect belongs to human beings, so there must be a way to remove it.

The medicine provided by the Immortals is hard to say.

"West of Huaibei must use Teleportation Talisman."

In Fang Yu's storage bag, there are several teleportation symbols made by the Wuji Taoist from the Lieyan Mountain Range.

He took out one of them and poured true energy into it.

"Hopefully it doesn't stray too far."

At the same time that Fu Di shone brightly, Fang Yu fixed his position in his heart.

In the next second, Fang Yu's body glowed with light, and at the same time, he disappeared in place.

In the church, there was a dead silence.

Chen Xiangwen embraced the weak Yu Ruobing, with both sadness and anger in his eyes.

On both sides of the church, there are four bishops in black standing on each side.

And in the rear, there is a team of purple robes, at least 20 people.

Everyone was silent, standing upright, waiting for the arrival of the Immortal Clan members.

Two months after the two sides negotiated a cooperation, the Witch God Cult has obtained many unheard of and unseen good things from the hands of the Immortal Clan.

Including the scepter in the hand of the archbishop, all of them have been taken back and blessed by the Immortals, and the power contained in it is several times stronger than before.

In the case of continuous benefits, the Witch God Cult has regarded the Immortal Race as its biggest partner.

And killing Fang Yu was the common idea of ​​the Witch God Cult and the Immortal Clan.

After about 5 minutes, the archbishop suddenly stood up.

"Here they come."

At the location of the church hall, a black circle appeared on the ground not far from Chen Xiangwen.

A figure appeared from it.

It was a humanoid figure, but more like a child's size.

After the light dissipated, its appearance appeared in the eyes of everyone.

Its head is round, but it has no hair, and the part from the forehead to the back of the head is like obsidian, shining brightly.Except for the top of the head, the rest of the body is pale pink.

It has two black eyes on its face and a thumb-sized mouth with no nostrils.

It has four limbs, and its feet have only two fingers, which stick to the ground like duck feet.The hands have no palms, just straight arms.

The whole shape looks quite strange.

Even the experienced Chen Xiangwen felt his heart skip a beat when he saw such a monster.

But the worshipers of the witch gods present bowed respectfully and saluted the monster: "Welcome Lord Heisha."

The monster known as Lord Heisha nodded, and then said, "I have brought the blood of the king, who needs to take it?"

Its sound is quite strange, harsh but awkward, and it makes people get goose bumps when it stops.

"It's this one." The archbishop came down from the high platform, walked up to Heisha, and pointed at Chen Xiangwen.

"It's him?"

Heisha stared at Chen Xiangwen with no expression on his weird face.

"His name is Chen Xiangwen, he is known as the Dark Shura, and he is a rare strong man in the human world. After taking the blood of the Immortal King, he will definitely become the strongest man and kill Fang Yu," the archbishop said.

"Mere human beings also want to become the strongest?" Heisha suddenly turned his head and looked at the archbishop.

The archbishop's heart skipped a beat.

"The most powerful will only appear in our immortal race, and the lowly humans are only worthy of possessing under our feet." Heisha said coldly.

"Yes, yes." The archbishop immediately lowered his head, not daring to say more.

Heisha turned to look at Chen Xiangwen.

Chen Xiangwen looked at Heisha with serious eyes.

This monster exudes a rather uncomfortable cold aura.

Hesha stretched out an arm.

The flesh on the arm suddenly squirmed, and suddenly pushed out a small black box.

This box is obviously a container.

The flesh on the top of Heisha's arm condensed into the shape of a palm, and he handed the box to Chen Xiangwen.

"This is the blood of our Immortal King. After taking it, everything in the body will evolve into the appearance of our Immortal Race creatures as much as possible, and thus gain power several times stronger than it is now." Heisha said coldly.

Chen Xiangwen looked at the small black box in front of him, feeling full of rejection in his heart.

From Heisha's words, it can be heard that as long as he swallows the liquid in this black box, he will turn into a similar monster!

Chen Xiangwen's self-esteem and instinct did not allow him to do this!

Seeing that Chen Xiangwen did not reach out to take the small black box for a long time, the archbishop at the side jumped in his heart, and immediately said: "Chen Xiangwen, if the wife you don't want dies tragically in front of you, just obey me obediently."

Before the archbishop finished speaking, Heisha at the side suddenly raised his hand, motioning him to shut up.

"If you don't really want to be a member of our Immortal Clan, then you are not qualified to drink the blood of the Immortal King." Heisha looked at Chen Xiangwen and said in a cold voice, "But I have to punish me for making this trip in vain. .”

As he spoke, Heisha lifted his feet abruptly.

"boom!"

Chen Xiangwen was kicked in the cheek, and he flew up, rolled several times in the air, and fell heavily on the ground.

"Xiangwen" Yu Ruobing, who was weak, shouted with heartache.

"Female human? Not bad."

Heisha extended his right hand towards Yu Ruobing.

Yu Ruobing was out of control, and her whole body was pulled in front of Heisha.

"I want this woman. Besides, don't waste my time in the future, otherwise I don't mind tearing them all up." Heisha said coldly.

While speaking, black circles of light appeared under his feet and under Yu Ruobing's body.

"Ruobing"

Chen Xiangwen's face was covered with blood, he struggled to raise his head, looked at Yu Ruobing, his eyes were full of despair.

"boom!"

At this moment, a golden beam of light shot in from the door of the church, hitting Heisha's chest as he was about to leave.

Heisha flew back and flew out, hitting heavily into the disintegration of the rear leading to the high platform, and there was a burst of sound.

The circle of light under its feet and Yu Ruobing's body disappeared instantly.

Facing the sudden attack, the archbishop was stunned for a moment, and immediately shouted: "Warning!"

All the congregants in the church turned their heads to look at the gate.

The archbishop held the scepter tightly, and the gemstone on the scepter glowed faintly, staring closely at the gate.

Soon, a figure appeared in everyone's field of vision.

It was Fang Yu in a black suit.

"I finally found the base camp for me." Fang Yu looked at the archbishop ahead and smiled.

Fang Yu! ?

How could it be him! ?

When he saw Fang Yu, the archbishop's heart almost jumped out!

Didn't Fang Yu just fight Chen Xiangwen in Nandu?How could he suddenly come to the church located in the wilderness in the west of Huaibei? !

Not to mention how he knew the position, just the speed, it is impossible to be so fast!

Seemingly knowing what the Archbishop was thinking, Fang Yu said, "You have to know that teleportation techniques are not the only ones in this world."

The archbishop's heart shook violently, and he shouted loudly: "Do it now! Kill him!"

The black-clothed bishop and the purple-robed man in the church responded in unison and were about to cast spells.

"Don't waste my time." Fang Yu slapped forward.

"boom!"

There was a scream, and more than 20 people in purple robes fell out.

Fang Yu stepped forward.

At this time, the eight black-clothed bishops present walked together not far in front of Fang Yu, took out their masks, and put them on their faces.

Seeing the grimace masks on these people's faces, Fang Yu frowned slightly.

Xuan Ming clan.

There is indeed a relationship between the Witch God Sect and the Xuanming Clan.

For the bishops in black, they may be several times stronger after wearing the mask.

But in Fang Yu's eyes, there was no difference.

Fang Yu walked forward slowly.

The breath of the eight black-clothed bishops exploded after putting on their masks.

They looked at Fang Yu vigilantly, and for a while, no one dared to take the lead.

"What are you doing in a daze? Hurry up!" the Archbishop shouted.

It was not the eight black-clothed bishops who responded to the archbishop's roar, but Fang Yu's fist.

Fang Yu suddenly raised his right hand and punched forward suddenly.

"Clap!"

Fang Yu didn't wear the Void Spirit Ring, but the power of this punch was enough to shatter the void!

"Boom!"

With a loud noise, the eight black-clothed bishops wearing grimace masks burst into flames without even a chance to scream!

Even the ground behind them sank suddenly!

Accompanied by the violent vibration of the entire church, blood splashed all over the sky!