Chapter 288 Archbishop!

The sudden situation frightened the three guests nearby and they screamed and ran out of the store.

Fang Yu stood up, looked at the wall that was smashed in front of him, and turned to walk towards the kitchen in the store.

Sure enough, he saw a corpse.

This corpse should be the real owner of this noodle shop.

The reason why Fang Yu walked into this noodle shop was that he sensed a familiar breath when he passed by the door.

It was the breath of the subtle power of the magic circle that he sensed when he entered the Falling Immortal Valley before.

The corpse of the owner of the noodle shop in front of him had a distorted expression, bulging eyes, and pale skin.

The way of death was exactly the same as the death of the warriors who were drained of blood and soul in the Falling Immortal Valley.

The little boy was obviously sent by the Wushen Cult.

When Fang Yu first stepped into this noodle shop, he almost knew all the situations.

After that, he just pretended not to know, wanting to see what the little boy was going to do to him.

Unfortunately, the little boy's move was not new.

It was 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 there was no need to know.

Anyway, his body was already immune to all poisons.

Fang Yu turned back to the store and walked out of the wall that was smashed.

Outside was an alley, and the little boy fell here.

However, at this time, his appearance was no longer the same as before.

After being punched by Fang Yu, the bones on his face were completely shattered, and a large part of it was sunken.

Therefore, his disguised face was also beaten back to its original form.

It was not a little boy at all, but a dwarf old man with wrinkles on his skin.

At this time, the dwarf old man was not dead yet, but it was almost dead.

He lay on the ground, blood kept flowing out of his mouth and nostrils.

His body twitched slightly, and a whimper came from his throat, obviously in great pain.

Fang Yu walked in front of him and looked down at him with indifference.

The dwarf old man's only eyeballs could move.

He looked at Fang Yu with only fear in his eyes.

How could it be possible?

He had clearly added a large dose of Soul-Breaking Powder to the bowl of noodles and Thousand Poison Powder to the glass of water!

They are all extremely poisonous substances in the world!

If an ordinary person ingests even a little bit of them, he will die instantly!

But Fang Yu ate the whole bowl of noodles and drank the glass of water at the same time.

How could he be fine after swallowing two kinds of poisons! ?

This situation was beyond his cognition!

"If you want to kill me, can you be more creative?" Fang Yu said.

The dwarf old man lay on the ground, unable to speak at all.

He stared at Fang Yu, hoping that the poison would explode at some point and kill Fang Yu.

Fang Yu took another step forward and asked, "It should be the order of your leader to kill me, right?"

"Instead of sending people to die one by one, I might as well take the initiative to go to your lair."

"Tell me, where is the base camp of your Wushen Cult?"

The dwarf old man's heart skipped a beat.

Fang Yu looked at the dwarf old man and frowned slightly.

The old man's entire face was sunken, and his mouth obviously couldn't open.

The punch just now was too strong.

"Forget it, let's do it ourselves." Fang Yu squatted down, stretched out a finger, and tapped on the forehead of the dwarf old man.

He wanted to use the soul-stealing technique on the dwarf old man to search his memory.

But at the moment when his consciousness penetrated into the soul of the dwarf old man, a mark on the dwarf old man's soul suddenly exploded.

"Pop!"

In an instant, the soul of the dwarf old man collapsed.

Sure enough, the soul of everyone in the Wushen Cult was marked.

This also means that the highest authority in the Wushen Cult can control the lives of everyone in the Wushen Cult.

He wants to kill anyone in a thought.

And this can also help him control all his subordinates.

Fang Yu stood up and looked at the corpse at his feet with an expressionless face.

"Wu Shen Cult... I will destroy its nest sooner or later."

...

In a deserted suburb in the west of Huaibei, there is an abrupt building.

Its architectural style is very retro, like a church.

On the top of the church, there stands a statue of a monster with wings, a human body and a devil's face.

At this time, a person wearing a red robe sat on the highest seat in the church.

This person wore a crown with golden light on his head, and a veil on his face, revealing only a pair of eyes.

These eyes are quite strange. The left eye socket is pitch black, without white. The right eye socket is pure white, without a trace of black.

One yin and one yang, separated on the left and right.

This person sat on a seat symbolizing nobility, quietly looking at a group of people kneeling on the ground below.

There were nearly eighty people, kneeling on the ground in an orderly manner.

Kneeling in the front row were five people in black robes.

And in the second and third rows, there were twenty people in purple robes kneeling.

Further behind, there was a large group of people wearing white and gray robes.

This was the strict hierarchy of the Wushen Cult.

Except for the archbishop, there were layers below.

Everyone just knelt on the ground without making a sound.

The whole church was strangely quiet.

After a few dozen seconds, the person sitting on the high seat suddenly made a hoarse voice.

"He's dead."

Hearing this, a black-robed man kneeling in the front row raised his head and said, "Archbishop, this boy's strength is far beyond our imagination. I don't recommend sending anyone to assassinate him."

The archbishop on the high seat was silent for a moment and said, "Speak your mind."

"To kill this boy, we should use the spell of killing! Doing so can not only reduce our losses, but also completely execute this boy!" said the black-robed man.

"Curse killing..." The archbishop seemed to be lost in thought.

"We can use the most extreme blood curse to completely kill this boy and all those who are related to him!" said the black-robed man in a ruthless tone.

"To perform the blood curse, we must get his blood and hair. In the end, we have to send someone to sneak attack him at close range? Otherwise, how to get these two items?" The person next to him questioned.

"There are many ways to get his blood and hair, and it doesn't necessarily have to be a sneak attack." The black-robed man said with a chill in his eyes.

"Since you are sure, let him do it. As long as I can see Fang Yu's body, I will give the supreme reward." said the archbishop.

"Thank you, Archbishop!" The black-robed man was delighted and bowed his head again.

...

Fang Yu spent the whole afternoon studying the Soul Suppression Array in the room.

He tried to combine the Soul Suppression Array with the Soul Devouring Technique, but after calculation, he found it almost impossible to do so.

The principles of the Soul Suppression Array and the Soul Devouring Technique are basically similar, but it is quite difficult to truly integrate them into the magic.

From absorbing true qi to absorbing spiritual energy.

If Fang Yu really researches this kind of magic, there will be no solution.

He only needs to find a place where warriors gather, and then use the Soul Devouring Technique to absorb the spiritual energy in the Dantian of all the warriors around.

Now he is only thirty-five levels away from the ten thousandth level of Qi Refining Stage.

If this large-scale Soul Devouring Technique can be researched, the thirty-fifth level is no problem at all!

Thinking of this, Fang Yu became more and more excited and focused.

It was not until after ten o'clock in the evening that his mobile phone rang, pulling him out of his trance.

The call was from Li Bingyan.

"Boss, that's awesome, really! It's really awesome, 750 points! Oh my god, do you know how I reacted when I heard the results? I threw my phone away..." As soon as the call was connected, Li Bingyan spoke excitedly for a long time.

"What do you want to talk to me about?" Fang Yu interrupted him and asked.

"Boss, are you still in Nandu now?" Li Bingyan asked.

"Yeah." Fang Yu replied.

"That's good. Tomorrow is Friday, let's take a cruise from Nandu Pier to Kowloon Island for two days." Li Bingyan said.

"I have something else to do, so I don't have time to play." Fang Yu said.

"Oh, boss, the college entrance examination results are out, why are you still so busy? With such a good score, why don't you go out and relax? I called Yu Yueyue too, she really wants to go, but she has to go... Just take Yu Yueyue out to play." Li Bingyan said, "The Dragon Family in Kowloon Island is holding a Dragon Rest Meeting these two days, so it's good to go there to open your eyes."