Let's call it Demon Wood Ding. Gu Fenghua thought for a while and said. Since this Dan furnace can become an artifact because of the demon soul wood, it is naturally the most appropriate to call it the demon wood ding.

"Okay, okay, then call it Demon Wood Ding." Xie Huaiyuan said as he picked up the Dan furnace and handed it to Gu Fenghua's hand.

Seeing his reluctant appearance, Gu Fenghua felt a little guilty about winning people's love.

"Don't think about it too much, only such a Dan furnace is worthy of your innate fire separation spirit root, and only your innate fire separation, with the shaking wood spiritual fire of this Dan furnace, can really exert the effect of this demon wood ding's artifact, if you really feel worthy of it, you can practice the Ethereal Cloud Pill Heart well, and carry forward the ancestral Dan technique of my Ethereal Cloud Valley." Xie Huaiyuan saw Gu Fenghua's intentions and said solemnly.

"Hmm." Gu Fenghua nodded vigorously and took the Demon Wood Ding.

Taking the demon wood tripod back to the space bracelet, Lorne and the others also collected all the remaining Saint Source Dew, in addition to the assessment needs of a few people, there were more than 100 pieces. Gu Fenghua had the Demon Wood Ding, and he could just try to use it to refine the Holy Source Pill.

After resting for a while, everyone set out on the way back.

"It's been so long, why hasn't there been any movement?" Outside Biluo Valley, Gao Yangbo looked at the teleportation formation in front of him without movement, and said with a puzzled expression.

Fang Shibo frowned, also puzzled.

Calculating the time, Xie Huaiyuan should be almost at the limit, not to mention Gu Fenghua and the others, but why haven't they used the teleportation token until now?

"Could it be that something happened that they didn't even have a chance to use the teleportation token?" Gao Yangbo guessed.

"No, I'll have to take a look." Fang Shibo pondered for a moment, and finally made a decision and flew into Biluo Valley.

In order to recruit Gu Fenghua and a few people, his cheap uncle has invested a lot of money, and the reason why he provoked them to go to Biluo Valley this time is also to sell them a big favor, not really want them to die, in case Gu Fenghua and a few people really die in Biluo Valley in an accident, he will lose a lot.

Gao Yangbo has always been the only hall lord to look forward to, he didn't think about it, and he followed up.

Unhindered all the way, the two gradually entered the depths of Biluo Valley, but they never saw Gu Fenghua and others, and Fang Shibo's heart became more and more uneasy.

Generally speaking, the deeper you go into the depths of Biluo Valley, the greater the chance of finding the Holy Source Dew, but correspondingly, the number of demon beasts will also increase, and the higher the level.

With his strength, he had to temporarily avoid the front many times, although Gu Fenghua and the others had Xie Huaiyuan's protection, but after all, his own strength was still a big gap, and if he was in danger, Xie Huaiyuan might not be able to protect them.

Could it be that Gao Yangbo really said that Gu Fenghua and the others had an accident, and they all died in Biluo Valley like those elite children thousands of years ago, and even Xie Huaiyuan couldn't save them?

He doesn't care whether Xie Huaiyuan lives or dies, the problem is that Gu Fenghua and others have invested a lot of money. The more Fang Shibo thought about it, the more worried he became, the more he thought about it, the more painful he became, and the more he thought about it, the more irritable he became.

"Something is wrong, with their strength, they can't withstand the power of the heaven and earth aura of Biluo Valley at all, and walking here is almost the limit, but they haven't seen the figure yet, they are dead, they must be dead, it's a pity that the hall master's soul refining jade and those Saint Yuan Dan ah, I knew it would not be wasted." Gao Yangbo didn't notice the hall master's increasingly gloomy face at all, and sighed loudly. I don't know if I'm really sorry for the hall master, or if I'm gloating.