Treasure Gathering Immortal Furnace

At this moment, the wooden dragon was still locked in a fierce battle with the bone dragon in mid-air. Under Lu Fan's control, the wooden dragon was still able to hold its own against the bone dragon, and it dodged every single time the so-called deathly aura was spewed out.

Even if there wasn't enough time to dodge and some of it got on him, it wouldn't be enough to render the wooden dragon immobile on the spot.

This also shows that the so-called immortal bone must be an extremely rare ancient treasure.

At least in terms of attack power, it is in no way inferior to Lu Fan's ancient treasure wooden dragon, and may even have a slight advantage.

At this moment, Zhao Xun still stood calmly on the mountain of bones. He was a little serious at first, but when he saw Lu Fan's wooden dragon falling into a disadvantageous position, Zhao Xun suddenly felt bored.

Perhaps thinking that Lu Fan's strength was just so-so, he simply raised his hand and released a black wooden chair, and sat down directly, looking completely relaxed.

In contrast, Lu Fan, though standing at the same level as Zhao Xun, kept his eyes on the wooden dragon the whole time, not daring to be careless in the slightest, for fear that the bone dragon's breath of death energy would render the wooden dragon immobile.

This shows that Zhao Xun's strength is indeed at the peak of the mid-stage of Core Formation, and his divine sense is also not weak, at least on par with Lu Fan.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, I don't think you can break my Bone Dragon with just this wooden dragon. Why don't you use a few more treasures to avoid damaging your ancient treasure and losing your support?" Zhao Xun said lazily, sitting on a black wooden chair, his words carrying a hint of frivolity.

"I won't trouble you with that," Lu Fan replied, looking straight ahead.

Seeing that Lu Fan was still being stubborn, Zhao Xun grinned, then gently stroked an antique ring on his left hand with his right hand and turned it slightly.

Then, a wisp of black energy emerged silently from the ring, then quietly fell onto the mountain of bones, and then disappeared into the ground along the mountain.

Zhao Xun took advantage of Lu Fan's focus on dealing with the bone dragon to carry out these little tricks. He also expected that Lu Fan would not find out, so he still acted as if he had Lu Fan completely under his control.

Meanwhile, the bone dragon in mid-air was still engaged in a fierce battle with the wooden dragon. The two enormous creatures clashed violently, spewing out streams of deathly energy in all directions. The wooden dragon also relied on its agile movements to dodge the attacks.

Although Lu Fan appeared to be fighting seriously, his divine sense had actually already completely covered the area within twenty feet around him.

In fact, the divine sense of a mid-stage Core Formation cultivator can cover more than 30 miles, and at its limit it can reach 40 or 50 miles, but Lu Fan condensed his divine sense to within 20 feet, which was an extremely precise operation.

In this way, no matter what happens, it will be difficult for him to detect it.

It was precisely this precise detection that allowed Lu Fan to sense a slight tremor three meters below the ground.

boom!

The moment Lu Fan sensed it, the ground beneath him suddenly exploded without warning!

hiss!

A sharp roar rang out, and a soul suddenly shot out from the ground! Almost instantly, it attacked Lu Fan!

The speed of this soul was so fast that it startled Lu Fan. Almost reflexively, he summoned the Devouring Light Sword and swept it out horizontally!

However, the moment the Devouring Light Sword made contact with the soul, it actually passed right through the soul!

It didn't cause any real damage. It seems that this soul is immune to dark attribute attacks?

In that instant, Lu Fan immediately analyzed the situation of this soul. It was neither a ghost nor a demon, but simply the soul of a Core Formation stage cultivator!

It wants to possess me!

After analyzing the situation, Lu Fan was not so worried. After all, he had many ways to restrain souls, such as the True Qi Technique, the Three-Eyed Crow, and the Thunder Sun Sword. These were all methods with extremely strong restraining power against souls.

After confirming that he was not in danger, Lu Fan moved his mind, and the Illusory Sound Thunder Sun Sword, which was being nurtured in his Qi Sea, immediately released bolts of heavenly lightning to protect his soul.

After doing all this, he let the spirit enter his body.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye, giving Lu Fan no chance to react at all. He was frozen in place, his eyes gleaming with blue light.

"Possession?" The old ancestor Jing, who was watching from afar, instantly darkened his face and roared at Blood Longevity Old Monster, "Blood Longevity Old Monster! Is this what you call a death match? Does your Xuanming Sect's young master dare not fight openly and honestly, and only resort to these underhanded tricks?"

"Heh, what a joke. Since it's a fight to the death, no means are spared. It's your Xuan Yang Sword Sect disciples who are less skilled, and you're blaming others?" Blood Longevity Old Monster grinned when he saw Zhao Xun's hand.

"Lu Fan!" Ye Lingxi felt a pang of anxiety when she saw Lu Fan freeze in place, clearly sensing a sense of danger.

At this moment, Lu Fan was still standing in the same place, while the wooden dragon in mid-air, having lost Lu Fan's control, was directly sprayed by the bone dragon with a breath of deathly energy, instantly losing its spiritual power and turning back into its bracelet form, falling to the ground with a thud.

Zhao Xun, who was sitting on the skeleton, slowly got up with a smug look on his face and raised his hand to summon the bone dragon back. Although the immortal bone was powerful and could spew out the deathly aura that isolated spiritual power, which had a restraining effect on magic treasures and ancient treasures, it had little effect on the cultivator himself.

Therefore, Zhao Xun did not control the bone dragon to attack Lu Fan. Instead, he slowly walked through the air towards Lu Fan, saying as he walked, "Fellow Daoist Lu, I'm puzzled by the rumors that you killed Gu Shuo. When did Gu Shuo become so trash that you could kill him? I bet you attacked him by sneak attack."

After Zhao Xun finished speaking, he walked to a position three zhang away from Lu Fan and asked, "Where is the Soul Slave?"

As Zhao Xun called out, Lu Fan raised his head and immediately knelt on one knee: "Master!"

"Hahaha! Well done, you took him down without breaking a sweat. It seems that this so-called prodigy of the Xuan Yang Sword Sect is nothing but a show-off who relies on the ancient treasure wooden dragon to flaunt his power," Zhao Xun said, then looked at the crowd in the distance and said, "The outcome is decided."

"Damn it!" At this moment, Ancestor Jing's face was ashen. He was especially furious when he saw that Lu Fan seemed to have lost his soul and become a puppet. However, he was helpless because the death battle contract had been signed.

"Lu Fan! How is this possible!" Ye Lingxi tensed up instantly, almost crying. In her memory, Lu Fan was definitely not that weak! How could he be possessed so easily by a soul?

Just as Zhao Xun was proudly showing off his victory, Lu Fan's pupils, which were originally glowing blue, were filled with arcs of electricity.

Pfft...

With almost no time for Zhao Xun to react, Lu Fan raised the Devouring Light Sword and slashed it down at Zhao Xun's head without any hesitation.

Boom!

A crisp metallic clang rang out, and it seemed that Zhao Xun possessed some kind of defensive treasure, as the Devouring Light Sword hadn't directly severed Zhao Xun's head!

But the enormous impact still made Zhao Xun feel dizzy, his head tilted to the side, and he was thrown to the ground like a cannonball.

boom!

"cough!"

With a muffled thud, Zhao Xun was so shocked that he coughed up blood, clearly indicating that he was seriously injured.