The sudden situation caused the three guests next to him to exclaim in surprise, and ran out of the shop as if to escape.
Fang Yu stood up, glanced at the wall that was smashed through in front of him, turned and walked towards the kitchen in the store.
Sure enough, he saw a dead body.
This corpse should be the real owner of this noodle restaurant.
Fang Yu walked into this noodle restaurant because when he passed by the door, he felt a familiar breath.
It is the breath of the subtle force of the magic circle that I felt when I entered the Valley of Fallen Immortal.
The corpse of the pavilion owner in front of him had a distorted expression, his eyes bursting, and his skin was pale as paper.
The method of death is exactly the same as the death of those warriors whose blood souls have been drained in the Fallen Immortal Valley.
That little boy was obviously a person sent by the Witch God Sect.
When Fang Yu first stepped into this noodle restaurant, he knew almost everything.
After that, he just pretended not to know, and wanted to see what the little boy was going to do to him.
It is a pity that there is nothing new in the little boy's start.
It is nothing more than adding ingredients to the bowl of noodles and the glass of water.
Fang Yu didn't know what poison he used, but he didn't need to know.
Anyway, his body is already invincible.
Fang Yu turned back to the store and walked out of the wall that was smashed through.
Outside is an alley, where the little boy fell.
However, at this time, his appearance was no longer the original one.
After suffering Fang Yu's punch, the bones on his face were completely shattered and sunken into a large piece.
Therefore, his disguised face was also beaten back to its original shape.
It was not a little boy at all, but a dwarf old man with wrinkles on his skin.
At this point, the dwarf old man hadn't died yet, but it was almost there.
He lay down on the ground, and blood kept flowing from his mouth and nostrils.
His body twitched slightly, and there was a whimper in his throat, which was obviously extremely painful.
Fang Yu walked up to him and looked at him condescendingly, his eyes indifferent.
The old dwarf man could only move his eyes.
He looked at Fang Yu with only fear in his eyes.
How can it be
He obviously added a large dose of Pohunsan to the bowl of noodles, and added a thousand poison powder to the cup of water!
They are all poisonous things in the world!
If the average person ingests even a small amount, he will die instantly!
But Fang Yu ate the whole bowl of noodles and drank the glass of water at the same time.
Both types of poison are swallowed in the stomach, how could it be possible that nothing happened at all!
This situation has exceeded his cognition!
"If you want to kill me, can you be creative?" Fang Yu asked.
The dwarf old man lay down on the ground, unable to speak at all.
He stared at Fang Yu, longing for the poison to erupt at a certain moment, causing Fang Yu to die suddenly.
Fang Yu took another step forward and asked, "Your boss should have ordered you to kill me, right?"
"Rather than sending people over to die one by one, I might as well take the initiative to visit your lair."
"Let's talk about it, where is the base camp of your shamanism?"
The dwarf old man's heart jumped.
Fang Yu frowned slightly at the dwarf old man.
The old man's entire face was sunken, and his mouth was obviously unable to open.
The punch just now was too hard.
"Forget it, let's do it yourself." Fang Yu knelt down, stretched out a finger, and clicked on the dwarf old man's forehead.
He wanted to contemplate the dwarf old man and search his memory.
But at the moment his divine consciousness penetrated into the soul of the dwarf old man, a certain mark on the dwarf old man's soul suddenly exploded.
"Snapped!"
In an instant, the soul of the dwarf old man collapsed.
Sure enough, the souls of everyone in the Witch God Sect were left with their mark.
This also means that the highest authority in the Witch God Sect can control the lives of everyone in the Witch God Sect.
Whoever he wants to die is just in one thought.
And this can also help him control everyone under him.
Fang Yu stood up and looked at the corpse at his feet with no expression on his face.
"Sorcerer Sect... I will take your lair sooner or later."
…
In an uninhabited suburb in the west of Huaibei, there is an abrupt building.
Its architectural style is very retro, like a church.
At the top of the church, there is a statue of a monster with wings and a devil face.
At this time, on the highest seat in the church, a man in a red robe was sitting.
This man wears a golden crown on his head, and a veil on his face, with only one pair of eyes exposed.
These eyes are quite strange. The left eye socket was pitch black and there were no whites in his eyes. In the right eye socket, there is a pure white, no trace of black can be seen.
One yin and one yang, separated from each other.
This person sits on a seat that symbolizes dignity and quietly looks down at a group of people kneeling on the ground.
There were nearly eighty people kneeling on the ground in an orderly manner.
Kneeling in the front row were five people in black robes.
On the second and third rows, there were twenty people in purple robes kneeling.
Later, there are a large number of people wearing white and gray robes.
This is the strict hierarchy of the Sorcerer Sect.
Except for the archbishop, every level goes down.
Everyone just knelt on the ground like this, without making a sound.
The whole church was strangely quiet.
After dozens of seconds, the person sitting on the high seat suddenly made a hoarse voice.
"He is dead."
Hearing these words, a black-robed man kneeling in the front row raised his head and said: "Archbishop, the strength of this son is far beyond our imagination. I don't recommend sending another person to assassinate him."
The archbishop on the high seat was silent for a moment, and said, "Speak your thoughts."
"To kill this child, we should use the spell killing technique! This can reduce our losses, but also completely execute this child!" said the black robe man.
"Curse..." The archbishop seemed to be lost in thought.
"We can use the most extreme bloodline curse to kill this son, including everyone who is related to him!" The black robe man said in a fierce tone.
"If you want to kill the bloodline curse, you must get the blood and hair on his body. In the end, you have to send someone to attack him at close range? Otherwise, how to obtain these two items?" the person next to him questioned.
"There are many ways to get his blood and hair, and it doesn't have to be a sneak attack." The black-robed man said with a chill in his eyes.
"Since you are sure, leave this to you. As long as I can see Fang Yu's body, I will give you the supreme reward." The archbishop said.
"Thank you, the archbishop!" The black robe man's face was joyful, and he lowered his head again.
…
Throughout the afternoon, Fang Yu was studying the Spirit Pressure Array in the room.
He tried to combine the Spirit Pressure Array with the Spirit Devouring Art, but after the calculations, he found that it was almost impossible to do so.
The principles of the Spirit Pressure Array and the Spirit Devouring Jue are basically similar, but it is quite difficult to integrate them into the magic technique.
From absorbing true energy to absorbing spiritual energy.
If Fang Yu was really allowed to study this kind of technique, there would be no solution.
He only needs to find a place where the warriors gather, and then use the Spirit Devouring Technique to absorb the aura in all the warriors' Dantian around him.
Now he is only 35 floors away from the 10,000 floors of the Qi Refining Period.
If this kind of large-scale Spirit Devouring Art can be researched, these thirty-five layers would not be a problem at all!
Thinking of this, Fang Yu became more excited and extremely focused.
It wasn't until ten o'clock in the evening when his cell phone rang that he was removed from the state of ecstasy.
The call was from Li Bingyan.
"Boss, you're so awesome, really! You're so awesome, 750 points! Oh my god, do you know how I reacted when I first heard your results? The phone was thrown out by me Now..." Li Bingyan spoke a long speech with excitement as soon as he got on the phone.
"What are you looking for me?" Fang Yu interrupted him and asked.
"Boss, are you still in the southern capital now?" Li Bingyan asked.
"Yeah." Fang Yu replied.
"That's good. Tomorrow is Friday. Let's take a cruise from the Southern Metropolis Wharf to visit Kowloon Island for two days." Li Bingyan said.
"I have something to do, I don't have time to play." Fang Yu said.
"Oh, boss, the college entrance examination results have come out, what are you doing so busy? You get such a good result, why don't you go out and relax? I also called Yu Yueyue, she really wants to go, but I want you Before she went... you should take Yu Yueyue out to play." Li Bingyan said, "The Dragon's Family on Kowloon Island in the past two days happened to be hosting the Dragon's Breath Meeting. It's good to open your eyes in the past."