A god-level alchemist, starting by manually crafting forbidden pills.

"He sent that demon flying with just one punch?"

Shen Fufeng swallowed.

His focus was not as peculiar as Yan Wujiu's.

Zhao Jingzhou nodded. "Terrifying!"

This was the highest word he could think of to express his respect.

Bai Jie leaned against the tower wall, and her breathing became more stable after taking the pill.

However, the blush on her face had not yet faded.

"Junior Brother Luo, he..."

Xie Nantian took a deep breath, "I seem to be stronger than before I went into seclusion."

"It's more than just strong."

Chu Wuyai smiled wryly, "They're like completely different people."

Luo Fan's previous performance was enough to shock them.

At this moment, words fail me.

The pile of rubble exploded.

His shadow revealed his disheveled state; a section of his chest had caved in, and blood was trickling from the corner of his mouth.

"Young man, you are indeed extraordinary, but!"

His gaze towards Luo Fan was filled with hostility. "You think that's enough?"

The shadowy figure raised its hands, and its demonic energy surged, from which countless hideous ghost faces emerged.

The grotesque faces emitted piercing screams, accompanied by howling winds and the wailing of ghosts and wolves.

"Heavenly Demon Hundred Slashes!"

Hundreds of ghostly figures burst forth from the black mist, baring their fangs and claws as they pounced on Luo Fan!

Each ghostly figure exuded the aura of the early Foundation Establishment stage, covering the sky and the earth!

Luo Fan showed no sign of panic.

He raised his right hand, palm up, and condensed a blazing fireball.

"burn."

The fireball exploded, sending golden flames flying everywhere, heading straight for those ghostly figures!

Chi Chi Chi!

Upon encountering that scorching yang energy, the hundreds of ghostly figures were annihilated in just a few breaths.

Youying's expression changed drastically. He saw that Luo Fan had not only broken his demonic arts, but had also charged at him again.

boom!

Luo Fan's punch was incredibly powerful.

Youying dared not take the attack head-on, and retreated hastily, forming hand seals to create two clones.

The two clones, having no real bodies, intertwined and attacked Luo Fan from three directions, making it difficult to distinguish the real from the fake.

Without even looking, Luo Fan blasted the middle attack, hitting it squarely in the chest.

The shadowy figure was completely stunned. As it flew backward, its two clones vanished.

Luo Fan said calmly, "No matter how cunning you are, the fluctuations of demonic energy cannot deceive people."

He moved again.

bang bang bang! ! !

The shadow used every trick in the book: demonic claws, ghostly shadows, blood curses, poisonous mist…

No matter what methods he used, he couldn't gain any advantage against Luo Fan.

He was knocked away time and time again, but he got up again and again. His injuries became more and more serious, and his demonic energy became weaker and weaker.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

He roared, "I am a steward of the Soul Killing Hall, how could I be defeated by a junior!"

If he loses, he can accept it, after all, this kid is different from ordinary people.

His fire-attribute cultivation techniques are the nemesis of these demonic cultivators.

What he couldn't accept was that he was being beaten and had no chance to fight back.

How could he possibly bear this?

"The Demonic Serpent Devours the Sky!"

He spat out a mouthful of blood essence, formed a hand seal, and three jet-black pythons appeared behind him.

The giant python was ten zhang long, with chilling scales, eyes like lanterns, and an extraordinary aura of power.

"go!"

With a fierce shout from the shadowy figure, the three-headed serpent roared and pounced on Luo Fan.

Luo Fan's eyes narrowed slightly as he sensed the pressure.

The three demonic pythons, nearly at the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage, combined their power to create an overwhelming force.

He moved swiftly, weaving freely through the serpent's encirclement.

Golden flames continued to blast out, leaving charred wounds on the demonic python, but they could not kill it with a single blow.

"That damned demonic cultivator!"

Xiong Chumo stamped his feet in frustration, clearly seeing that the person named Youying was fighting desperately.

Lu Qingdai bit her lower lip tightly, and the Spirit Sealing Seal almost became unstable.

Bai Jie helped herself to her feet with the Ice Soul Sword, wanting to help, but as soon as she moved, she heard Luo Fan's telepathic message.

She bit her lip.

How can this little rascal be so arrogant? Everyone else is risking their lives, but he doesn't even care.

In fact, it was Luo Fan who figured something out.

This shadowy figure seems to have exhausted all its tricks, but in reality, it still has hidden methods.

Unfortunately, trying to use Ji Kun's body to deplete his spiritual power was simply wishful thinking.

He has enough spirit stones to nourish the Great Dao Furnace, which means he has a continuous source of spiritual power.

"Senior Brother, aren't you going to think of a solution?"

Yan Wujiu rolled his eyes.

Xie Nantian actually watched the spectacle with a clear conscience, completely at ease with himself.

Xie Nantian gave a wry smile, "What can I do?"

This time, he really had no choice but to rely on Luo Fan himself.

The five of them were immobilized by the spirit-sealing seal and could only watch helplessly.

On the battlefield.

Luo Fan dodged the bite of a demonic python and punched it on the head with his backhand.

The python, in pain, pounced from the side with its other end.

Luo Fan tiptoed to the side, narrowly avoiding the danger.

But the third serpent opened its massive jaws and spewed out a thick, black poisonous mist.

Enveloped in poisonous fog, Luo Fan's movements froze.

Shadow's eyes lit up, and he controlled the three-headed serpent to pounce at the same time!

A giant mouth, venomous fangs, and a snake's tail sealed off all his escape routes.

A golden light flashed in Luo Fan's eyes, and golden flames surged around him, transforming into a ring of fire that spread outwards.

The poisonous fog was instantly dispelled, and instead of retreating, he advanced, charging straight at the demonic python at the forefront.

"court death!"

The serpent opened its massive jaws, about to swallow him whole, but just as its jaws closed...

Luo Fan disappeared from the snake's mouth and reappeared standing on the top of the demonic python's head.

"broken."

With the force of an inverted hook, a punch slammed into the head of the demonic python.

The demonic python stiffened, and from its head to its body, it crumbled inch by inch, turning into a sky full of black mist.

The other two demonic pythons roared and pounced.

Luo Fan met them head-on, weaving between the two demonic pythons, his punches landing squarely.

Ten punches, twenty punches, fifty punches…

The python's roars grew weaker and its movements slower.

Luo Fan unleashed both fists simultaneously, and golden flames transformed into two fire dragons that pierced through the two demonic pythons.

The two demonic pythons exploded simultaneously, scattering black mist in all directions.

The shadow staggered backward, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. The demonic python had been broken, and he had suffered a backlash.

"What kind of monster are you?"

No wonder this kid killed the Black Wind Envoy; I had no idea when Peach Blossom Temple produced such a monstrous genius!

He has been extremely cautious in today's situation, but it seems he still cannot escape unscathed.

Luo Fan didn't answer, but simply walked towards him.

One step, two steps, the footsteps were light, each step striking the heart of the shadowy figure.

He formed hand seals, intending to use some other technique, but Luo Fan was already in front of him.

A simple, unadorned punch landed squarely on his chest, the sound of his sternum shattering clearly audible.

The shadow fell to the ground and remained silent; all was deathly still.

"it's over?"

Yan Wujiu swallowed hard and murmured.

Xie Nantian stared at Ji Kun, who was lying on the ground in the distance, his brows furrowed.

"Senior Brother, what have you found?"

Chu Wuyai asked.

Something's not right.

Xie Nantian said in a deep voice, "A demonic cultivator won't die so easily."

He saw that Luo Fan had not relaxed at all; on the contrary, his expression looked even more serious.

Sure enough, a wisp of black mist appeared on Ji Kun's forehead.

The black mist churned and condensed in the air, finally transforming into a human figure.

An old man with a black robe, white hair, and a sinister face.

He hovered in mid-air, his body surging with demonic energy, his aura even more powerful than before.

The old man opened his eyes, his voice hoarse, "Boy, you have reason to be proud that you could force me to reveal my true form."

With his full aura unleashed, his oppressive power enveloped the entire area, causing everyone's expressions to change drastically.

"Is this his true form?"

Shen Fufeng gasped.

Zhao Jingzhou smiled wryly, "So the one I was just hitting was just a puppet."

Xiong Chumo gripped the sledgehammer tightly, no longer caring about the lives of his fellow disciples.

Lu Qingdai's face turned pale, torn between two difficult choices.

Only then did they understand.

Previously, this demon was merely using Zhao Kun's body to deplete Luo Fan's spiritual power.

Bai Jie stopped meditating and stood up, gripping the Ice Soul Sword.

Her spiritual power and injuries recovered to about 70-80% thanks to the effects of the elixir.

Luo Fan looked up, his expression calm. "Finally, you've decided to let go?"

"Arrogant!"

The shadowy figure coldly shouted, raised his hand and pointed, a jet-black finger beam piercing the air and heading straight for Luo Fan's brow.

Luo Fan raised his hand, and golden flames condensed into a shield. He was forced back three steps, and cracks appeared in the ground beneath his feet.

"Half-step Golden Core cultivator?"

His expression remained unchanged as he shook his slightly numb arm. "Heh, nothing special. What harm is there in killing him?"

"To survive a single finger strike from me, you're stronger than I thought."

Shadow took a deep breath. "However, I despise people like you who have eaten garlic!"

"Die!"

He formed a hand seal with both hands, and a giant hand, hundreds of feet long, appeared behind him.