Violet looked at Fang Yu, his eyes filled with coldness and confusion.
"I mean, you should wake him up first and then kill him, which will relieve your hatred." Fang Yu said.
"..." Violet looked down, his face changed slightly, and he flew downward.
Fang Yu stood in his 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 has Bai Ran gone?
Fang Yu was stunned. Thinking of him leaving the castle, he ordered Bai Ran to watch Gary.
And Gary ran out... so Bai Ran...
Fang Yu's eyes changed slightly, and he immediately rushed towards the castle behind and released his spiritual sense. He looked 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 still breathes. There is no big problem.
Fang Yu stretched out his hand and placed it on Bai Ran's forehead, and the light shone.
"The level is still not enough..." Fang Yu looked at Bai Ran, shook his head slightly, and said.
He brought Bai Ran by his side, but in fact he didn't want Bai Ran to help with anything, but a kind of exercise.
But as of now, Fang Yu has contacted with his opponents, his strength level is too high, far beyond Bai Ran's level.
In this way, it is difficult for Bai Ran to exercise, but he will be beaten up and scarred every time.
Of course, Fang Yu would not ask Bai Ran to keep up with him like Lin Batian.
But at least, Bai Ran must have the most basic self-protection ability.
"As far as the martial arts world is concerned, talent is pretty good. It's a pity that the foundation is too weak, and the most critical time has been wasted for more than 20 years..." Fang Yu frowned slightly, evaluating the disciples of the Tiandao Sect that year
To evaluate Bai Ran with his eyes.
New disciples will be rated according to their cultivation talent. This is what most sects would do back then, and the Tiandao Sect is no exception.
Generally speaking, it is divided into four levels.
Normal, good, excellent, top-notch.
The higher the talent, the more cultivation resources you get after entering the sect.
When Fang Yu entered the Heavenly Dao Sect, he was rated as a top talent by his master Daotian.
Of course, no one expected the subsequent progress, including Fang Yu himself.
But even though we have never been able to break through the Qi Refining Period, the resources given to Fang Yu in the Tiandao Sect have not decreased, and we have always maintained the configurations that top talented disciples should have.
Fang Yu is still very grateful to his master for this.
After he became the head of the sect, he knew the rules of the sect. Hence, he knew how much effort the master had made to preserve his cultivation resources.
"Now, I'll give you a rating." Fang Yu said to himself, "From the perspective of that year, maybe I can barely get a good rating?"
"From the current perspective, it should be considered an excellent talent. But because the 20 years in the middle were abandoned and had to be downgraded, it still had a good rating after all."
Fang Yu touched his chin and thought about the magic that was suitable for Bai Ran's practice.
During this process, Bai Ran's injuries were slowly recovered and he opened his eyes.
Seeing Fang Yu squatting in front of him, Bai Ran was stunned for a moment, and then recalled what happened before he fell into a coma.
He endured the pain in his body, stood up, lowered his head and fisted, "Mr. Fang, I'm sorry, I've let you down..."
"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, his eyes full of apology, and his dissatisfaction with himself.
As a follower, he couldn't even do something simple, so he asked Fang Yu to save him...
His self-esteem was difficult to accept.
Fang Yu was about to say something, but suddenly felt the arrival of several breaths.
He turned around and looked into the distance, his eyes moving slightly.
"We can prepare to leave." Fang Yu said.
Without an ethereal ring, you have to cross tens of thousands of kilometers to return to Huaibei. No matter how fast you are, it is a hard work.
So, Zhao Ziluoland is still the one who needs to be.
"Can you leave?" Fang Yu looked at Bai Ran and asked.
Bai Ran nodded.
So the two flew out again.
...
Three figures fell in the air.
When Bell and a group of members of the Holy Light Group saw these three figures, their faces were full of excitement.
Everyone immediately knelt on one knee, covered their chests with their right hand, and shouted respectfully: "Holy Light Blesses, 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 they all had one thing in common, that is, there was a torch on their left chest.
This symbol symbolizes ultimate dignity in the upper society of the Western Regions.
When everyone sees this sign, they must salute, either bowing or unique knightly ceremony.
This symbol symbolizes the king’s title!
This is a top knight beyond any rank.
What kind of duke, even the orthodox heir to the royal family, or even the prince. As long as you meet a king, you must put down your posture and salute the king!
The title of King Jue comes from the oldest sect in the Western Regions, the Angel Sect.
Angelism is a belief in the entire Western Regions and has a very high status.
The doctrines promulgated by the Angelic Church 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 strongest man selected by the Angel Sect.
In the entire Western Regions, there were only eight people worthy of the title of King Jue.
And the three people in front of you are the three honorary leaders of the Holy Light Group.
King Drach, King Murray, King White.
Bell never dreamed that if he asked for help urgently, he could call the three kings together!
This alone is a great honor!
Draghi glanced around. Pay attention to the blood on the beach on the ground, frowned slightly, looked at Bell, and asked.
"Your Majesty the King. This is the case. We came here about twenty minutes ago..."
Bell told the whole story truthfully.
After listening to Bell's narration, the three kings looked at each other with different eyes.
"Where did the man you mentioned go?" Murray asked.
"After he got rid of Gary... he headed towards the castle, and I never saw him again," said Bell.
"Gary was killed?" Murray's eyes flashed with a strange look, and he looked at Bell and asked.
"Yes, to be precise, it was a lady who killed him," replied Bell.
"Who is it?" Murray asked.
Bell glanced at the front.
Because there were plains around him and his vision was empty, he soon saw Violet, located in the northeast, two hundred meters away, checking his physical condition.
"It's that lady." Bell said, pointing to Violet's position.
"Is it her?" A cold light flashed in Murray's eyes, but it quickly disappeared.
"Yes, Your Majesty," Bell replied respectfully.
"I want to see her and bring her to me," Murray said.
Bell immediately headed towards Violet.
Murray stood there, his eyes emitting a faint cold light.
And Draghi, who was standing beside him, smiled and said, "I want to meet the man who easily killed the spirit emperor."
"I'm the same," said White. "If the Necromancer is really as powerful as Bell said... then the strength of this man must have reached the level of the King..."
"White, King Jue is not judged by strength alone... In addition, I don't think that a mere necromancer has such strong strength. Bell's description is probably exaggerated by fear." Murray glanced at White,
Said lightly.
White did not comment.
After a while, Bell brought Violet to the three kings.
It was heard that the king asked to meet, but Violet did not refuse, nor could he refuse.
In the Western Regions, no one could refuse the request of the king.
If you refuse, it is not only a rejection of the king's throne, but also equivalent to rejecting the Angel Sect.
In this way, no matter how powerful it is, it will inevitably lead to a dead 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 were indifferent, and said, "You killed Gary with your own hands?"
"…Yes,” Violet replied.
A cold light flashed in Murray's eyes again, and he didn't say anything.
"Gary colluded with the Necromancers and was already a sinner in the Western Regions. Now that you kill him, it will be your lifelong glory." White smiled.