Pill Sovereign Reborn

Kun Yu was being supported by the three disciples of the Divine Rain Pavilion, and he was coughing nonstop.    

"Young Lord, what's going on? Why are you suddenly thrown out from the inside?"    

The skinny young man looked at Kun Yu, who was covered in dust and in a sorry state. He couldn't help but feel curious.    

He thought to himself, 'Could it be that Young Lord really didn't understand the technique left behind by an ancestor of the Xuanyuan Clan, the Martial Technique? Could it be that he was forced out by the special force contained in the technique?'    

"It's a furnace, a furnace that is emitting a very powerful and terrifying Qi. That furnace almost broke my ribs!"    

Kun Yu gazed into the depths of the ancestral hall, his eyes filled with resentment.    

Previously, he was in the inner hall, observing the cultivation technique and Martial Technique carved on a wall by an ancestor of the Xuanyuan Clan.    

The cultivation technique, Martial Technique, was extremely profound and profound. Once a cultivator started to study it, the mind would be completely immersed in it.    

Kun Yu was in that mysterious state. Suddenly, he felt a cold wave of killing intent attacking him.    

His heart shivered. He focused his eyes and saw a furnace emitting a terrifying Divine Devil aura charging over.    

The furnace was moving at an extremely fast speed. If it wasn't for Kun Yu's powerful cultivation and quick reaction, he was afraid that the furnace wouldn't have simply sent him flying. Instead, it would have directly killed him.    

"Young Lord, is that the furnace?"    

The other three disciples of Divine Rain Pavilion raised their heads and looked into the depths of the ancestral hall. They saw a furnace emitting a terrifying Qi floating in the void.    

Strands of light fell down from the sky. The terrifying aura of the Divine Devil made the three of them tremble with fear in their eyes.    

“ Mm!"    

Kun Yu nodded.    

"Such a strange and terrifying Pill Furnace, this is rare. Young Lord, could it be a treasure left behind by a sage from the Xuanyuan Clan?"    

A disciple of the Divine Rain Pavilion looked at Kun Yu and asked.    

"It's very likely."    

Another disciple of the Divine Rain Pavilion nodded in agreement.    

"No, Young Master Kun, that's Ye Lan's Soul Weapon. I've seen it before, it's extremely powerful!"    

At this moment, a voice was heard. Feng Bingli and Mo Linhou moved to Kun Yu's side in a flash. Their eyes were fixed on the floating Furnace of Life, and their expressions were filled with vigilance.    

“ Oh? If that's the case, Ye Lan must be nearby, but why can't I sense his Qi?"    

Kun Yu had a surprised look on his face.    

He knew that the two of them wouldn't dare lie to him. Since Feng Bingli said that it was Ye Lan's Soul Weapon, then Ye Lan must be nearby.    

However, he didn't understand why he couldn't sense any trace of Ye Lan's Qi.    

He remembered that Ye Lan's cultivation base was weaker than his. No matter how he concealed his Qi, it would be impossible for him to escape the detection of his divine sense.    

"I'm not sure. However, that kid has a lot of tricks up his sleeves. He must have used some kind of technique that I don't know about. He concealed his aura and figure, making it so that Young Master Kun won't be able to detect him."    

Feng Bingli said in a deep voice.    

He had interacted with Ye Lan before, and he knew very well that Ye Lan possessed all kinds of strange and powerful tricks.    

Kun Yu furrowed his brows. He couldn't figure out what kind of method could completely conceal a cultivator's aura and figure.    

While he was in deep thought, the Furnace of Life suddenly erupted with Overflowing White True Fire. It turned into a wave of fire and rushed towards him.    

"Retreat!"    

Kun Yu woke up from his thoughts and shouted in a deep voice.    

Beside him, the three disciples of the Divine Rain Pavilion, Feng Bingli, and Mo Linhou immediately reacted and retreated.    

As for Kun Yu, he raised his hand and waved it. A terrifying force turned into a sharp blade and slashed heavily at the White True Fire that was charging towards him. It directly split the white fire wave that was emitting a terrifying heat in half.    

Ah ~    

Just as Kun Yu raised his hand to split the white-colored fire wave apart, a miserable cry was heard.    

He was startled. Looking for the source of the sound, he saw a disciple of the Divine Rain Pavilion. For some unknown reason, his head was cut off all of a sudden. Blood gushed out and his headless body fell to the ground.    

"Be careful! It's Ye Lan, it must be him!"    

Feng Bingli woke up and shouted.    

"You keep saying it's Ye Lan? Where is that kid now? How did he kill the disciples of Divine Rain Pavilion? "    

Another disciple of the Divine Rain Pavilion said angrily.    

"I don't know, I don't know either. But, you have to be careful."    

Feng Bingli shook his head with an ugly expression on his face.    

"F * ck!"    

When the Divine Rain Pavilion disciple heard Feng Bingli's words, he couldn't help but curse.    

Just as he said this word, a strong wind suddenly blew towards him.    

* Hong *    

With a muffled sound, a powerful and terrifying fist force suddenly smashed into his chest, causing his chest to collapse. He immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.    

The ribs in his chest were broken inch by inch.    

"He's here. I can feel him."    

The disciple of the Divine Rain Pavilion shouted. As soon as he finished his words, a cold breeze blew across his neck, and a line of blood cut across his neck.    

The disciple who was a Breaking Embryo Stage Peak of Eight Layer died on the spot, and his body fell into a pool of blood.    

Feng Bingli, Mo Linhou, and the other disciple of the Divine Rain Pavilion woke up from their shock. All of them rushed towards the direction pointed by the dead disciple of the Divine Rain Pavilion.    

Boom! Boom! Boom!    

Terrifying palm shadows, fist shadows, and blade aura kept striking towards the void, causing a deafening explosion. The huge ancestral hall kept shaking, and the ground cracked.    

"Did you hit it?"    

The dust and smoke slowly dissipated, and the fiery light gradually faded away.    

The disciple of the Divine Rain Pavilion, who was a Breaking Embryo Stage Ninth Layer, had a surprised look on his face.    

He couldn't sense Ye Lan's Qi, and he couldn't see Ye Lan's figure either. The attack he launched earlier was based on the finger of his companion before he died.    

However, he had no idea whether he had hit Ye Lan or not.    

"I don't know. Anyway, it's better to be careful. That Ye Lan won't die so easily!"    

Feng Bingli reminded.    

As soon as he finished speaking, a sharp light suddenly swept over and cut off his arm, cutting off his right arm. Blood gushed out violently.    

Feng Bingli was in pain. He couldn't help but let out a miserable cry. His forehead and back were immediately covered in cold sweat due to the pain.    

"Feng Bingli!"    

Mo Linhou's expression changed when he saw that one of Feng Bingli's arms had suddenly been cut off.    

Puff ~    

He was just about to rush forward to check on Feng Bingli's injuries when his body suddenly stopped moving.    

When he realized what was happening, he realized that his upper body had been separated from his lower body. Blood and intestines were flowing all over the floor.    

"This is too strange, really too strange. Where exactly did Ye Lan hide to kill people?"    

In the distance, when the disciple of the Divine Rain Pavilion who was at the Breaking Embryo Stage Ninth Layer saw Mo Linhou's body suddenly split into two halves, his facial expression changed dramatically, and his heart was filled with extreme fear.    

This feeling of not being able to see the enemy and being enveloped by the invisible killing intent and death was the most terrifying.    

"I've been by your side all this time, but you can't see or feel it."    

All of a sudden, a cold voice drifted into the ears of the Divine Rain Pavilion disciple.    

His heart shivered, and he wanted to retreat.    

But it was too late. A sharp beam of light seized the opportunity when he wasn't paying attention to it, and struck his chest. It left a long wound on his chest, and blood spilled all over the ground.    

"Young Lord, over here!"    

The disciple of Divine Rain Pavilion shouted.    

In the distance, Kun Yu, who was fighting against the Furnace of Life, immediately struck out his palm in the direction pointed by the disciple from the Divine Rain Pavilion.    

The force of the palm was overwhelming, and it swept across all directions.    

At the same time, Feng Bingli also reacted quickly. He immediately unleashed the battle soul and launched an attack in that direction.    

Puff ~    

Blood shot out.    

The Divine Rain Pavilion disciple who pointed at Ye Lan's location had a stream of blood spurting out from his neck. His body fell into a pool of blood.    

"Damn it! Damn it! Ye Lan, get the hell out here! Do you only dare to hide and kill people? Do you dare to fight me face to face? "    

Seeing Ye Lan killing three of his Divine Rain Pavilion disciples in a row, Kun Yu was extremely furious. He couldn't help but roar.    

His entire body was covered with rain, and he was shooting crazily. He was attacking indiscriminately.    

He couldn't see Ye Lan's figure, nor could he sense Ye Lan's Qi. In his fury, he launched a large-scale attack, hoping that he could kill Ye Lan with this attack.    

"Young Master Kun! Don't!"    

When he saw Kun Yu getting angry, he actually launched a large scale indiscriminate attack. The rain that filled the sky was like a rainstorm of pear blossoms as it scattered in all directions. Every thread of the rain was as sharp as a sword, making it hard for people to resist.    

Feng Bingli's expression changed dramatically.    

He was afraid that Kun Yu would kill him as well.    

Unfortunately, it was too late.    

He couldn't stop Kun Yu at all. Similarly, he couldn't escape in advance either. His whole body was shot into sieves by the sword-like rain, and he died on the spot.    

"Get out here! Get out here! Get out here for me!"    

Kun Yu continued to roar furiously. His Qi became more and more violent and brutal. His attacks were getting stronger and stronger. Under his crazy attacks, the already ruined ancestral hall was destroyed.    

* Hong Long...... *    

For a moment, dust and debris were rolling in the air.    

"That was close, but fortunately, I was able to dodge quickly!"    

Outside the ancestral hall, Ye Lan's figure slowly appeared.    

Beside him, Mo Xing'er's figure also slowly appeared.    

Similarly, Tan Zhenghe and the other three, who were tightly tied to the pillars of the ancestral hall, were rescued by Mo Xing'er while Ye Lan was dealing with Kun Yu and the others.