Treasure Gathering Immortal Furnace

Faced with Yu He's powerful punch that withstood the radiant light of the treasure box, Lu Fan dared not take it head-on. He quickly put on a spiritual energy shield and activated the Eight Treasures Mirror with all his might.

boom!

Even with double defense, Yu He's furious attack still sent Lu Fan flying backward, and the Eight Treasures Mirror was also knocked dozens of meters away!

Boom!

With a loud bang, Lu Fan's body slammed into the wall, causing his blood and qi to surge violently.

Without Lu Fan's control, the Treasure Box of Glowing Clouds instantly fell to the ground.

Seeing Lu Fan beaten and looking disheveled, Yu He's confidence soared. He immediately adopted the air of a senior, stepping through the air and saying, "Boy, in battles between cultivators, even crossing levels is difficult, let alone crossing realms. No matter how many tricks you have, you're still just a Foundation Establishment junior!"

Lu Fan struggled out of the wall and landed heavily on the ground. Fortunately, he was still able to stand up. He then took out the Tungsten Heart Sword, looking like he was ready to fight to the death.

"Your top-grade magical artifacts have been scattered everywhere by me, and you still want to fight to the death?" Seeing Lu Fan's unyielding appearance, Yu He released a large seal.

hum!

As the seal grew larger, it hovered directly above Lu Fan's head, releasing waves of suppressing power towards him!

Buzz!

The waves of impact pressed down on Lu Fan, making him unable to lift his head. He was forced to kneel on one knee and held firmly in place.

Seeing that Lu Fan was restrained, Yu He stepped into the void and walked towards Lu Fan step by step: "Kid, you have a lot to be proud of after fighting to this point."

As soon as Yu He finished speaking, he activated his True Qi Gong, raised his golden fist, and slammed it towards Lu Fan. If it hit, Lu Fan would probably die on the spot.

But at that moment, Lu Fan suddenly pointed his two fingers at Yu He, and the spiritual energy in his body was instantly compressed and transformed into pure demonic energy.

hum!

A beam of dark light burst forth from Lu Fan's fingertip, shooting straight towards Yu He's head without warning.

Yu He was shocked to see the dark light shooting towards him reflected in his pupils, but his Core Formation stage consciousness allowed him to react quickly. He suddenly turned his body to the side, and the ray shot directly past Yu He's head and towards the wall behind him.

Boom!

With a loud bang, a huge hole was blasted through the wall behind them!

Yu He steadied himself, touched the bloodstain on his forehead, his face ashen. If he hadn't reacted in time, that blow would have been enough to smash his head open.

This enraged Yu He, who instantly lost his composure and only wanted to kill Lu Fan immediately!

At this moment, Lu Fan did not expect that this newly formed Core Formation cultivator would be so difficult to kill. If it were a Core Formation cultivator with a natal magic weapon, he would probably only have the option of running away.

Seeing Yu He attack again, Lu Fan's long-awaited opportunity finally arrived, and he immediately activated his divine sense.

call...

A gust of wind swept by, and Zi Yuan, who had been waiting in the storage bag, burst out with a dragon-patterned greatsword, almost touching Yu He's face!

"You bastard!" This sudden turn of events shocked Yu He once again, and he hurriedly raised his hand to try to erect a shield!

hum!

The spiritual energy shield had just taken shape and was not yet stable when Zi Yuan raised the dragon-patterned giant sword and slammed it down towards Yu He's head.

Click!

Splash...

The newly formed shield was shattered by the dragon-patterned greatsword, and a heavy blow landed squarely on Yu He's head!

lb!

With a loud bang, half of Yu He's head exploded like a watermelon!

In an instant, the out-of-control seal fell to the ground, and Lu Fan was immediately freed.

Yu He stared at Lu Fan in disbelief with his remaining left eye, staggered a few steps, and then collapsed to the ground with a thud.

The next moment, a golden pill, shining brightly, shot out from Yu He's body.

"Oh no!" Lu Fan was startled and hurriedly manipulated Zi Yuan to try to catch the fleeing Golden Core.

However, the Golden Core cultivator's escape speed was even faster than that of a Core Formation cultivator. Before Zi Yuan could react, the Golden Core transformed into a golden light and flew outwards.

Lu Fan knew he was about to be exposed and would likely have to face a furious Song Zhiyuan next.

In a moment of urgency, Lu Fan immediately rushed to the Creation Dew and collected all twenty drops into the jade bottle.

He then urged the Wind Feather Wings to rush towards the outside world, but before leaving, he waved his hand and collected all of Yu He's storage bag and the magical artifacts scattered on the ground.

at the same time.

At this moment, Song Zhiyuan, who was still fighting with the old ghost, seemed to be wondering why Yu He, whom he had secretly put in, had not yet taken back the Dew of Creation.

Just then, a golden light shot out from the sinkhole, accompanied by a shout: "Senior brother, save me!"

Upon hearing the sound, Song Zhiyuan turned his head and saw Yu He's golden elixir flying rapidly towards him.

This sudden turn of events shocked both the old ghost and Su Meier, who had no idea what had happened.

"What happened!" Song Zhiyuan was also startled. He had already investigated the entire Blood Spirit Sect. There were only two Core Formation cultivators here, Ghost Ghost and Su Meier. Who killed Yu He?

Before Song Zhiyuan could figure out what was going on, a second figure flew out of the sinkhole. It was Lu Fan, who had obtained the Creation Dew.

This sudden appearance caused all three Core Formation cultivators—Song Zhiyuan, the Ghostly Old Ghost, and Su Meier—to turn their gazes in that direction!

"Senior brother, this boy possesses a Core Formation stage puppet! I was ambushed by him!" Yu He, a Golden Core cultivator, hovered in front of Song Zhiyuan and said angrily.

Upon hearing this, Song Zhiyuan flew into a rage and transformed into a Core Formation Light, rushing straight towards Lu Fan.

"Damn it!" Lu Fan couldn't help but complain. Faced with the overwhelming pressure of the late-stage Core Formation cultivator, he didn't even have the slightest thought of resisting. All he could think about was how to survive, but he could only use all his strength to activate the Wind Feather Wings to escape.

But in the blink of an eye, Song Zhiyuan was already close!

"You scoundrel, how dare you kill an elder of my Yi Qi Sect!" Song Zhiyuan suddenly raised his hand, unleashing his True Qi Gong, which transformed into a giant golden palm that slammed down angrily!

At this moment, Lu Fan felt that his life was about to end! Even if he released Zi Yuan, he would be slapped into a pulp by the furious Song Zhiyuan!

A certain death trap!

However, at this critical moment, the old ghost ghost reacted quickly and threw out the bone hook.

boom!

The bone hook clashed directly with Song Zhiyuan's golden giant palm, and the resulting shockwave blew Lu Fan dozens of feet away before he could barely regain his footing.

"Sect Master! The Core Formation Elder of the One Qi Sect killed Senior Brother Kurong, but the Dew of Creation is still with me!" At this moment, Lu Fan could only seek help from the Ghostly Old Ghost and proactively reveal his value.

After all, he couldn't escape the pursuit of a late-stage Core Formation cultivator on his own.

Upon hearing this, the old ghost was overjoyed. As long as the Dew of Creation remained, the sect's foundation would stand. He immediately shouted, "Good nephew! Take the Dew of Creation and leave immediately. Meet me here in three days!"

The old ghost tossed out a jade slip with coordinates, which Lu Fan quickly caught.

"Yes!" Lu Fan quickly replied, thinking that he should be safe now.

As long as the old ghost can hold off Song Zhiyuan, he can escape with all his might, get out of Song Zhiyuan's spiritual sense range, and hide in a big mountain for ten or eight years. No one will be able to find him again!

However...