Treasure Gathering Immortal Furnace

Chu Lingxue, who was originally going to support Lu Fan, had no choice but to turn back and fight the Ghost Old Ghost because of his sudden outburst of rage.

But this caused trouble for Lu Fan. The wooden dragon he released was an ancient treasure of the wood attribute, and it was naturally suppressed in this lava world. It was directly suppressed by the sword-wielding beast released by Gu Shuo.

Although the large seal temporarily trapped Gu Chen, it had no effect on Gu Shuo.

The only thing they could do was to constantly harass Gu Shuo with a dozen or so sand soldiers around him, but this was like a mayfly trying to shake a tree, especially for someone as skilled in swordsmanship as Gu Shuo.

"Boy! In this lava world, your wood-attribute ancient treasure can't unleash its power. Do you still think you can stop me?" As soon as Gu Shuo finished speaking, he swung his bronze sword, and dozens of giant sword phantoms appeared in the void, immediately attacking Lu Fan.

Lu Fan didn't take the attack head-on. Instead, he put on another layer of spiritual energy shield and the Eight Treasures Mirror, and began to dodge and evade, seemingly being completely suppressed by Gu Shuo.

At the same time, Chu Lingxue was still fighting fiercely with the Ghostly Old Ghost, while the injured Su Meier and the cultivator surnamed Wang also joined the chaotic battle.

Chu Lingxue fought three opponents with great force, and although she was not at a disadvantage, it would be difficult to determine a winner in a short period of time.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, this old ghost is fighting me to the death. Please stall for a little longer," Chu Lingxue said telepathically, raising her hand to disperse the blood mist in front of her.

Lu Fan had no time to reply at the moment, constantly dodging the giant swords shooting down from the sky.

Chu Lingxue watched Lu Fan narrowly evade, and seemed to realize that her plan had gone wrong. If Lu Fan was killed first, and Gu Shuoteng attacked her, she would have no choice but to run away.

The situation was extremely dangerous. Chu Lingxue and the Ghostly Old Ghost were locked in a fierce battle, while Lu Fan and his uncle Gu Shuo were locked in a life-or-death struggle.

High in the air, Song Zhiyuan constantly assessed the battlefield situation, and could turn against Chu Lingxue or even Lu Fan at any moment.

Meanwhile, Wan Yang and Steward Ma were also itching to make a move...

"It seems the outcome will be decided soon. If we don't go up, Gu Shuo will win, but he probably won't give us any treasures. Wouldn't this trip have been a waste?" Wan Yang stared at Lu Fan in the sky, a long sword already appearing in his hand.

But before Wan Yang could move, Steward Ma reached out and stopped him, saying, "Senior Brother, although Junior Brother Lu is no longer a disciple of the Dao Sect, he was still our junior brother. We can refuse to help him, but why would we attack him?"

"Don't be foolish! Is favor more important or the treasure?" Wan Yang said, frowning.

"I won't make a move!" Steward Ma seemed to still cherish the friendship he had with Lu Fan back then, and had no intention of intervening.

Wan Yang gripped his longsword, and after weighing the options, he seemed to be deciding to observe the situation further.

Lu Fan naturally witnessed this scene and, after secretly noting down Steward Ma's act of kindness, he began to plan his counterattack.

Since the wooden dragon could no longer exert its power here, Lu Fan waved his hand to recall it to prevent it from being damaged. At the same time, he raised his hand and released a large tortoise shell, which covered his body.

In an instant, it transformed into a giant shell of the same size, tightly protecting Lu Fan inside.

At the same time, the sand soldiers immediately transformed into spirit sand shields, enveloping the tortoise shell and forming a double layer of defense.

"Hahaha! You dog, you know you can't win, so you've turned into a turtle? You think you can win just by putting on a turtle shell!" Gu Chen broke free from the suppression of the great seal and burst into laughter.

Even Gu Shuo laughed with a mocking expression, "Is this the mighty Xuan Yang Sword Sect going to use such a turtle shell to save the lives of its disciples?"

At this moment, Lu Fan did not respond, but released his divine sense and locked onto Gu Shuo and Gu Chen.

"Third Uncle, Old Ghost Ghost probably won't last much longer. We need to kill this troublesome brat quickly!" Gu Chen said.

Gu Shuo naturally understood this principle at this moment, and then he stopped hiding his abilities. With a wave of his hand, he released a pitch-black magic banner.

It is the Black Banner!

The moment Gu Shuo waved the black banner, countless ghosts roared and flew out, instantly surging towards that patch of spiritual sand!

"Sword Pavilion is supposed to be the leader of the righteous path in Great Yan, yet you use such a sinister thing as the Black Luo Banner? It seems that your Sword Pavilion has also fallen into depravity," Chu Lingxue mocked when she saw Gu Shuo's actions.

"Hmph! Isn't your Wangyue Sect also a righteous sect? How dare you use such underhanded tricks and criticize me? Besides, this magic weapon was obtained by me from suppressing evil cultivators, so why can't I use it?" Gu Shuo finished speaking and continued to activate the Black Luo Banner.

The massive number of yin spirits began to pull at the spiritual sand, tearing a gap in the spherical spiritual sand!

"Kid! Let's see how long your tortoise shell can protect you!" Gu Shuo said, then raised his hand and took out a large bell, which he then flung out.

Boom!

After the Chaos Spirit Bell flew out, it passed through the gap in the spirit sand and slammed heavily onto the tortoise shell!

Although this bell is not an ancient treasure, it is still a magical artifact, but it is clearly much more powerful than Lu Fan's tortoise shell magical artifact.

"You little bastard, wait until your shell is shattered, then I'll see how I skin you alive and tear you to shreds!" Gu Chen continued to curse and mock him without any restraint.

Boom!

As the large bell slammed heavily onto the tortoise shell again, a crack instantly appeared in the shell.

Seeing this, Lu Fan remained calm and took out the Demon Hunter Bow. He immediately drew the bow and nocked an arrow, activating it with lightning attribute.

The Demon Hunter Bow instantly turned silver, crackling with lightning! And it began to charge up!

Boom!

Click...

After the third impact, a huge crack appeared in the tortoise shell! It could break at any moment.

Then came the fourth impact, and the fifth impact.

The tortoise shell finally gave way and cracked extensively, with streaks of white light bursting out from the cracks, as if it would shatter at the slightest touch!

"You son of a bitch, die!" Gu Chen immediately grabbed his sword and charged forward.

But before he could fly away, Gu Shuo stopped him, shouting, "Come back! You're no match for this brat! I'll kill him!"

After rebuking Gu Chen, Gu Shuo immediately drew his sword and charged out. Then, his spiritual power surged wildly and was poured into the bronze sword.

hum!

The next moment, the bronze sword quickly transformed into a giant sword, which was immediately raised high by Gu Shuo's raised hand, as if this sword strike would surely shatter Lu Fan and the tortoise shell together!

boom!

The moment the giant sword touched the tortoise shell, the shell shattered completely!

But Lu Fan, inside the tortoise shell, remained completely calm. With a slight smile, he aimed the Demon Hunter Bow precisely at Gu Shuo's head, then released the bowstring.

Huff...

Gu Shuo's pupils suddenly contracted as he approached, and before he could strike, he forcefully dodged to the side.

boom!

A deafening explosion rang out! Although Gu Shuo narrowly dodged the headshot, his right shoulder and half of his body were blasted to pieces by the lightning arrow! It exploded into a cloud of blood mist!

"Hiss!" Gu Shuo immediately gasped, his figure retreating rapidly, landing instantly on the altar. His left hand covered the huge, bleeding wound, his face deathly pale!

"Third Uncle!" Gu Chen was so frightened by the sight that he almost lost his mind!

If it had been him who went there, he would probably have died on the spot!