Dragon Blood Devil Soldier

On a dark and windy night, a figure sneakily darted out of the entrance of the cave. After that, the figure dashed forward with all of his might, flying past all the deserted ancestral halls.    

    

He was Long Bufan.    

    

He had just stolen a Senior Talisman Soldiers from two sects, the Yinyang Sect and the Puppet Cult, so he would not stay in that area foolishly.    

    

In particular, the Symbol Puppet Sect is even more vicious. Even if they were to die, they would not let you off and would directly use their sect's secret technique to refine their corpses into puppets.    

    

Therefore, Long Bufan crazily ran all the way, and with his fastest speed, he left the southern region of the sect hall and arrived at the northern district's building.    

    

After experiencing the fierce battle all those years ago, there were quite a few dilapidated palaces in this area. No one knew just how many corpses were buried here.    

    

"This fellow, what has he suffered?"    

    

"Did we discover some treasure?"    

    

Along the way, a few Martial Cultivator who were wandering around looking for treasures saw Long Bufan running with all his might and they all discussed in astonishment. Some of the scattered cultivators with ulterior motives even chased after Long Bufan.    

    

"Why are these idiots following me?!"    

    

Long Bufan suddenly discovered that there were more and more followers, and couldn't help but be confused.    

    

Then, at the corner of a pile of ruins, Long Bufan used his Mysterious Devil Art and suddenly split out a magic clone. His main body quietly hid behind a huge boulder in the rubble and used the magic clone to lure the group of crazy looking people away.    

    

"I wonder where Shuang'er went to find treasures ?."    

    

Long Bufan looked at the large group of figures as they left and muttered to himself. And at this time, he had already put on a new conical hat on his head, and was walking around nearby. He was surprised to discover that there were traces of people walking everywhere, whether it was the Pill Refining Room, Scripture Pavilion, or even the cultivation grounds.    

    

Of course, where there were treasures, there would naturally be many battles. Almost every so often, large and small group battles could be seen.    

    

Long Bufan now no longer had any thoughts of searching for treasures. All he wanted to do was to find a secret place so that he could brand the Senior Talisman Soldiers's spirit with a soul mark. Only then would he be able to increase the security of his own life.    

    

Otherwise, when the time limit of this mystic realm space passed and everyone was sent out, with his current ability, he feared that the treasures on his body would be snatched away by someone else.    

    

Just like this, after walking around the northern region for a long time, Long Bufan finally found a place that he thought was more suitable for this time.    

    

"This should be the former residence area of the Reincarnation Sect's sect disciples."    

    

Long Bufan's footsteps paused at the entrance of a huge stone gate. What entered his line of sight was a single-story house with a unified building, and it was somewhat similar to the residence area of the Spirit Profound Martial House.    

    

Generally speaking, the Martial Cultivator had their own storage bag, so any precious items would naturally not be kept in the dormitories, but on their bodies. Thus, when the people who came to search for treasures found out that this was the dorm area, they turned around and left, not wasting any time.    

    

"Looks like this place is more suitable. No one will disturb me."    

    

As he walked into this quiet and deep dormitory, the corner of Long Bufan's mouth slightly curved up. As a result, he walked to the rear most row of dormitory, randomly found a courtyard, and walked in.