Mortals cultivate immortality, I have a Chaos Tower

Her face turned pale instantly, and an unprecedented fear surged in her heart.

At that moment, Qiuyue abandoned all her reserve and temptation, turned around and ran.

Lin Fan's figure was like a god of war, staring coldly at Qiuyue who was trying to escape.

He knew very well that any chance given to the enemy to escape would become a threat to his future.

Therefore, the moment Qiuyue's figure turned, Lin Fan had already decided to take action and show no mercy.

As Lin Fan swung the Qiankun Axe in his hand, he performed the fifth move of Star Slash - Galaxy Whirlwind Slash.

The axe seemed to have turned into a dazzling galaxy, spinning with endless power, sucking Qiuyue and the ghost cultivators who had not yet escaped into it.

Under the influence of this force, the ghost cultivators made various sounds:

Some are wailing,

Some beg for mercy,

Some are curses,

These sounds mixed together to form a symphony of despair.

However, Lin Fan seemed completely unmoved by all this. His heart was as calm as a still pond, and he had only one goal - to completely eliminate all threats before him.

As the battle continued, Lin Fan increased the intensity of his attack again, using the ninth move of Star Slash - Nine Heavens Thunder.

Under Lin Fan's control, the Qiankun Axe carried a force as powerful as thunder, and every swing was accompanied by roars of thunder and lightning.

This force was like a punishment from heaven, turning all the ghost cultivators present into ashes under the thunder of despair, without leaving even a trace.

In this battle, Lin Fan displayed overwhelming strength and won a great victory.

His figure appeared even more lonely and powerful amid the thunder and lightning, like an invincible god of war.

However, behind this victory, there is also a trace of regret - the culprit, Pavilion Master Li, escaped.

Lin Fan stood in the center of the battlefield. There was dead silence all around him. All the enemies had been destroyed by his powerful strength.

He took a deep breath, retracted the Qiankun Axe, and a complex emotion flashed in his eyes.

Although victory was achieved, Pavilion Master Li's escape left an imperfect flaw in this victory.

Jinqueshan Villa was originally a place of beautiful scenery, but now it is in a mess.

Under the eaves, Ximen Zhi and Jin Buke were still unconscious. They lay on the ground like sleeping warriors with unfinished determination on their faces.

It turned out that some servants in the villa came out from their hiding places one after another after Lin Fan won a great victory.

These people were originally busy figures in the yard, but faced with the sudden and aggressive attack of the ghost cultivators, they panicked. When they saw Jin Buke being seriously injured, they hurriedly hid, feeling both fear and guilt in their hearts.

In order to cover Ximen Zhi's report to Lin Fan, Jin Buke, knowing that he was no match for the ghost cultivator Pavilion Master Li, still chose to fight to the death.

Their courage should have illuminated the world, but it seemed particularly lonely because of the slaves' cowardice.

After hearing the servant's description, Lin Fan stood in the middle of the yard. His gaze passed through the afterglow of the setting sun and fell on Jin Buke and Ximen Zhi.

His face was full of respect, not only for their courage, but also for their selfless sacrifice.

Under Lin Fan's arrangement, Jiang Shuiling walked over lightly, holding two Dahuan Dan (great recovery pills) that were glowing with a faint light in her hands.

She squatted down and carefully fed one to Jin Buke and Ximen Zhi respectively.

This Dahuandan, containing rich life force, slowly seeped into their bodies, as if countless tiny springs of life were flowing in their meridians.

Then, Jiang Shuiling handed them over to the servants to take good care of.

The servants' eyes were filled with guilt, but at this moment, they could only do something for these two heroes with their own hands.

Lin Fan turned around and walked into his room. The interior of the room was relatively clean, in stark contrast to the mess outside.

He sat on the edge of the bed, took a deep breath, and then his consciousness quietly entered the Chaos Immortal Palace.

The Chaos Immortal Palace, this mysterious space isolated from the world, has become a rare place of peace since it was opened up by Lin Fan.

Although I haven't been here for a few days, it still retains its scene of blooming flowers and filled with fairy air, as if all worldly troubles have been washed away by the air here.

In such a place, even the most violent of hearts seem to find a trace of peace.

Li Shentong and the elder of the Demon Sect are already fighting fiercely with the little foodie, and their communication is no longer with swords, but in the form of guidance and communication.

Especially Li Shentong, he constantly demonstrated various advanced martial arts to the little foodie. Every move and every style was full of profound martial arts wisdom, which made the little foodie's attack skills improve day by day.

Although Little Foodie is just a little creature adopted by Lin Fan, under the guidance of Li Shentong, its potential has been stimulated little by little.

In the Chaos Immortal Palace, there are two new huts next to the pavilion. They are simple but cozy. They were undoubtedly built by the Demon Sect elders and Li Shentong for long-term practice.

In such an environment, they can practice more attentively, while also adding a bit of life to the Chaos Immortal Palace.

Suddenly, Lin Fan’s consciousness rang out in this silence, and his voice penetrated every corner of the Immortal Palace: “Li Shentong, the elder of the Demon Sect!”

These words, like a bolt of thunder, instantly broke the tranquility here.

Li Shentong and the elder of the Demon Sect responded almost at the same time: "Master, what do you want me to do for you?" Their voices were full of respect and expectation, and they obviously attached great importance to Lin Fan's call.

Lin Fan's consciousness was somewhat calm: "Today there was a ghost cultivator who escaped by ghost escape. If you encounter a ghost escape, is there any way to restrain it?"

His voice was calm, but it revealed his deep concern for the issue.

Hearing Lin Fan's question, Li Shentong and the Demon Sect elders couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

In the mysterious atmosphere of the Chaos Immortal Mansion, Li Shentong's voice echoed in this peaceful place with a hint of surprise and confusion: "Ghost cultivation, it should be a forbidden technique of the Ancient Continent! Could it be that ghost cultivation has reappeared in the Ancient Continent?"

His brows were furrowed, and his eyes flashed with deep surprise at this phenomenon.

The forbidden technique of the ancient continent was something that happened many years ago, but now it has appeared in their world again.

A steady voice came out of Lin Fan's consciousness, and he slowly responded: "Yes, this ghost cultivator has also been seen by the elders of the Demon Sect."

There was a certainty in his words, as if he had taken all of this into account.

The voice of the Demon Sect elder then sounded, with a hint of reminiscence: "That ghost cultivator's cultivation is not very high, so he should not be able to master the ghost escape technique!"

There was a hint of doubt in his words, and the image of the ghost cultivator gradually became clear in his mind, but it was very different from the image of a ghost escape master in his impression.

After pondering for a moment, Li Shentong put forward his own opinion: "Ghost Escape, although it dodges quickly, the evasion distance is limited. According to the level of cultivation, it will not escape more than a hundred feet at most!"

There was confidence in his voice.

When Lin Fan heard Li Shentong say this, a glimmer of light flashed in his heart.