The female killer who killed the Shadow Sect before was named Bai Bian, and this one is called Juesha, which are obviously their code names.
It's just that this killer is higher level and has stronger abilities.
Ye Bufan originally wanted to get rid of these killers' belongings, but something suddenly occurred to him and he put it away again.
After counting the loot, his body had returned to its peak condition.
Then he took out all the thunder gourds. Now powerful enemies are around, so of course the stronger the better.
After some crazy absorption and tempering, the power of the God of Extinction Thunder in the gourd was completely absorbed.
The Thunder God's body training technique has also reached perfection at the second level of the Immortal Golden Body Realm, and his strength is already comparable to the peak of the Immortal Lord.
Ye Bufan punched several times in succession, and harsh sonic booms sounded one after another, causing the surrounding space to tremble continuously.
Feeling how powerful I was, I couldn't help laughing. I still gained a lot this time, and my strength took another step forward.
After doing this, he used the art of disguise to change his appearance, turning into a middle-aged man with a big beard, and then left the Dragon King Palace in a flash.
When he came outside, he was not in a hurry to return to Yuangu City, but went to a small mountain peak thousands of miles away.
I opened a cave myself and set up more than a dozen hidden barriers one after another.
He wants to refine the Blood Lotus Pill, and this place is too close to Yuan Gu City. There are so many immortal-level old monsters, so he must be careful.
Ye Bufan took out the Nine Nether Blood Lotus and began to refine the elixir.
About half an hour later, a strong fragrance of red pills accompanied by a faint smell of blood filled the entire cave.
He reached out and made a move, and nine blood-red pills flew out of the pill furnace and fell into the jade bottle in his palm.
Blood Lotus Pill does not have much effect on normal immortals. It can at most replenish some energy and blood, but for blood cultivators, it is a treasure that is hard to find.
It is no exaggeration to say that with this thing in hand, Situ Dianmo has stepped into the realm of the Immortal King.
After putting the elixir away and removing the restrictions around it, it was dark outside. It was already the night of the second day.
Ye Bufan took out the killer black robe and wrapped himself tightly, the chaotic immortal energy circulated, and the whole person merged into the darkness.
All things are born in chaos, and wrapped in the aura of chaos, they fit perfectly with the surrounding environment.
As long as you don't expose yourself, it will be difficult for even the Immortal Lord to discover you.
Hiding his aura, Ye Bufan returned to Yuangu City and rushed towards the inn.
At this moment, in the main hall of the Han family, Han Fangcuo looked terribly ugly.
"Is there no news about Han Lingkuang yet?"
There were more than a dozen core disciples of the Han family standing around, all with their heads lowered and expressions serious.
Since yesterday, they have used all the resources of the Han family to frantically search for Han Lingkuang and the remaining peak immortal kings.
The result was still nothing, not even the slightest useful clue.
"Sir Elder, there is no news about Ling Kuang so far."
The person who spoke was a tall and thin young man, Han Lingche, the core disciple of the Han family, who also had the early cultivation level of the Immortal Lord.
Han Fangcuo said nothing, and the development of the matter further confirmed the previous speculation.
It seems that Han Lingkuang and others provoked the mysterious power and lost their lives as a result.
Han Lingzhe pondered for a moment and said: "Sir, Elder, if Ling Kuang cannot get back in time, his gambling situation may have to be dealt with in advance."
He is a thoughtful person, and now the disappearance of Han Lingkuang, Jian Juechen and others is only known to the core disciples of the three sects, five sects and seven aristocratic families.
But if it is delayed for too long and ordinary people know about it, the casino will probably be destroyed by then, and everyone will place bets on each other.
Han Fangcuo pondered for a moment: "This is indeed a problem. Tell the gambling shop to suspend betting on this game until Ling Kuang returns."
Han Lingzhe added: "Sir, there is another gambling game that is also very crucial, and that is the boy named Ye versus Ling Duan.
I don't know who it was, but he invested 10 million immortal crystals in the boy named Ye.
Ye Bufan disappeared before, which was nothing, but now that boy suddenly came back, things have changed.
Although we have now adjusted the odds of the bet back to 10 to 1, when that person placed the bet, the odds were 20 to 1.
Once he wins, we will lose 200 million."
"Brother, don't worry, he's just a little Daluo Immortal. How could he defeat me?"
Han Lingduan next to him was full of confidence and did not take the other party seriously at all.
Han Lingzhe said: "That's what happened, but I always feel a little unsure.
After all, that kid suddenly disappeared, and now he suddenly ran back, everything feels very strange."
Han Fangcuo frowned: "What have Ye Bufan been doing these days?"
"That boy has been staying in the inn, except for drinking and playing with a few women."
Han Lingqi guessed the great elder's thoughts and said, "I have also thought about killing him secretly, this is the safest way.
But he’s been in the public eye all the time and won’t even go back to his room at night, so there’s really nothing we can do.”
At the end of the sentence, his face was full of helplessness. After all, this was Yuan Gu City. If he killed a competing disciple in public, it would probably not be justified in any case.
"There's nothing we can do about it."
Han Fangcuo also understood the seriousness of the matter, "Forget it, secretly tell the gambling house that no one who wins over Ye Bufan will accept it."
Han Lingduan stood nearby, obviously very dissatisfied with this result. In his opinion, he was invincible for life, but the two elders obviously did not particularly trust him.
But he had no choice but to disobey Han Fangcuo's arrangements.
As if reading his thoughts, Han Fangcuo looked over.
"It's not that I don't trust you, it's just that the gap between the two sides of the betting market is too big now, so it's better to be cautious.
You should go back now and seize the time to practice and adjust yourself. This battle can only be won but not lost!"
"I understand, Mr. Elder, don't worry, when we get to the ring, I will definitely tear off that boy named Ye's head."
Han Lingduan said with full confidence, then turned around and left the room, returning to his bedroom.
"The elder is really old. He was so scared by a great Luo Immortal."
Sitting cross-legged on the bed, he shook his head slightly, obviously full of disdain.
While muttering like this, he still crossed his legs, collected his mind, and began to cultivate the immortal energy.
But at this moment, he suddenly felt a heartbreaking stabbing pain in his mind.
All this happened so suddenly, as if a knife suddenly split his head in half.
Han Lingduan wanted to scream, but before he could open his mouth, a dim light swept across his eyes and cut off his head.
The soul overflowed and panicked, and the black light flew back again, completely crushing the soul.
Han Lingduan was filled with grievance. Until his death, he did not know what happened or who killed him.
