Mortals cultivate immortality, I have a Chaos Tower

Lin Fan turned out to be only at the peak level of Qi Refining, while the other monks traveling with Lin Fan were already at the foundation-building level.

However, the strength shown by Lin Fan was clearly superior to others, which made the Lord Ghost Cultivator feel a little unusual.

The Venerable Ghost Cultivator stared sharply at Lin Fan, his heart filled with ups and downs.

He furrowed his brows and wondered secretly, could it be that the young man in front of him was secretly hiding his true cultivation level?

Such thoughts made him feel vaguely uneasy.

"Little doll, what is your cultivation level?!"

Venerable Ghost Cultivator asked tentatively, his voice full of inquiry.

"The peak of Qi refining." Lin

Fan replied calmly, his tone revealing an unquestionable determination.

The Venerable Ghost Cultivator asked again: "How many levels of Qi refining are there?"

His voice was still calm, but there was a sharp light hidden in his eyes, as if he wanted to find out more information from Lin Fan's answer.

Lin Fan felt the intentions of the Venerable Ghost Cultivator and thought to himself, could it be that the Venerable Ghost Cultivator had seen through his own cultivation?

Although he had some guesses in his mind, he still responded disdainfully: "How many levels of Qi refining are there, can't you tell?"

There was a mocking look on his face, which seemed to be provoking the Ghost Cultivator's insight.

At this moment, Qiuyue suddenly stood up, and her voice sounded crisply: "Your Majesty, let me try this boy's strength!"

Before she finished speaking, she was already holding a long sword, and like flowing water, she quickly and elegantly attacked Lin Fan.

Qiuyue's swordsmanship is agile and sharp, the tip of the sword draws graceful arcs, and every move is full of fatal threats.

Her figure danced in the moonlight, like a shooting star in the night sky, bright and mysterious.

Facing Qiu Yue's offensive, Lin Fan's expression remained as calm as water.

To Qiuyue, Lin Fan was still the frail young man in her eyes, and his cultivation was only at the peak of Qi refining.

However, Lin Fan was already aware of Qiu Yue's true face. He knew that every word and every action of Qiu Yue was a trap carefully set up by her.

The resentment in Lin Fan's heart was like a ignited flame, burning his determination.

When he met Qiuyue, he used the ninth form of Star Slash - Nine Heavens Thunder without hesitation!

The Qiankun Ax brought about a thunderous force in his hand, and every blow was accompanied by the roaring sound of thunder, carrying the power of thunder and lightning, shocking everyone's heart.

Qiuyue, as a gathering body of ghosts, has a natural fear of thunder and lightning.

When Lin Fan's Nine Heavens Thunder struck, Qiu Yue received a huge impact.

Her body trembled involuntarily under the impact of the thunder, and the sword became more and more unstable in her hand, and finally fell to the ground feebly.

Qiuyue's face showed a look of horror and disbelief, and a trace of fear flashed in her eyes.

She didn't expect that Lin Fan would be able to use such a powerful attack, which was completely beyond her expectations.

Lin Fan's eyes were cold, and his figure looked more determined in the moonlight.

He didn't give Qiu Yue any chance to breathe, and continued to pursue her, the thunder power in the ax becoming more intense.

Lin Fan wielded the Qiankun Ax and was preparing to launch a second attack on Qiuyue, who was already seriously injured.

His eyes flashed with determination, intent on completely eradicating this witch who was causing harm to all living beings.

However, at this critical moment, the Venerable Ghost Cultivator suddenly stretched out his right hand, grabbed it in the air, and pulled Qiuyue back to him.

Qiuyue looked extremely embarrassed at the moment, with disheveled hair and blurred eyes. She had obviously been severely injured and was even speechless.

The Venerable Ghost Cultivator stared at Lin Fan with lightning eyes. He seemed to be curious about the master behind Lin Fan: "Boy, who is your master?! This skill is not from the Qingyun Sect!"

There was a trace of exploration and surprise in his words, and he was obviously shocked by Lin Fan's strength.

When Jiang Shuiling heard the words of the Venerable Ghost Cultivator, his heart moved.

She seemed to detect a hint of familiarity in Lord Ghost Cultivator's voice, but she couldn't tell what it was.

She didn't wait for Lin Fan to answer, and eagerly asked the Venerable Ghost Cultivator: "Who are you?"

The Venerable Ghost Cultivator turned his head and looked at Jiang Shuiling. His voice returned to that extremely unpleasant state: "Who am I? Does it matter?"

There was an inexplicable indifference and alienation in his words.

Lin Fan's heart was filled with ups and downs.

He knew that the situation in front of him was becoming more and more complicated. It was not only a contest of strength, but also a contest of wits.

He took a deep breath, calmed the fluctuations in his heart, and prepared to deal with whatever might happen next.

Su Tianyu and other companions around him also felt the seriousness of the situation. They looked around vigilantly, ready to provide support at any time.

Jiang Shuiling stared at the Venerable Ghost Cultivator, with a trace of confusion and suspicion flashing in his eyes.

She felt that the voice seemed to have some connection deep in her memory, but she just couldn't remember it.

The Venerable Ghost Cultivator noticed the change in Jiang Shuiling's expression and guessed that Jiang Shuiling might have recognized him, or at least suspected him.

A hint of cunning flashed in his eyes, and he secretly decided in his heart that he would never let anyone live this time.

"Qiuyue, lead people to guard every intersection, don't let anyone go!"

The voice of the Venerable Ghost Cultivator was cold and ruthless, like an order from hell.

Although Qiuyue was injured, she still followed the order. Her movements were quick and decisive, and her eyes revealed firm loyalty.

Then, the Venerable Ghost Cultivator waved his right hand, and a soul-calling flag suddenly appeared in his hand.

The top of this soul-calling flag is a terrifying human skull, while other parts are made of joints from different parts of the human body.

The gloomy look is particularly gloomy and terrifying, giving people a chill that goes deep into the bone marrow.

"Suffer death, you guys!"

The voice of the Venerable Ghost Cultivator seemed to come from the depths of the Nine Netherworld, full of despair and omens of death.

He waved the soul-calling flag, and the air around him seemed to be filled with this terrifying aura, and the entire forest was shrouded in the shadow of death.

Lin Fan held the Qiankun Ax tightly, facing this sudden crisis, his eyes showed a kind of firmness and determination.

Jiang Shuiling, Su Tianyu and other companions were also ready to fight. Their expressions were serious and their eyes were full of determination to fight.

The ghost cultivator waved the soul-calling flag casually, and strange changes suddenly occurred in the Netherworld Valley.

The mist dispersed and reunited under his control, as if it was alive.

Countless soul-calling flags appeared on the ground, like evil ghosts emerging from the depths of hell, wandering around and attacking Lin Fan and other Qingyun Sect disciples.

Upon seeing this, the disciples of the Qingyun Sect drew out their weapons and resisted with all their might.

They brandished weapons in the darkness, and every attack was a struggle for survival.

However, faced with such a large number of soul-calling flags, they seemed somewhat powerless.

Lin Fan frowned, knowing that all this was a trick of the ghost cultivator.

He did not hesitate to use the ninth form of Star Slash again - Nine Heavens Thunder.

The Qiankun Ax danced in his hand, with a thunderous force, attacking the Venerable Ghost Cultivator like lightning and thunder.