Transcending Tribulation Immortal Venerable

Chapter 1004 The Dying Man
As the red-haired middle-aged man spoke, the other members of the forces also spoke one after another.

If the big medicine falls on the red-haired man, then the red-haired man's group will definitely run away immediately.

"Boy, give me the big medicine, and I can guarantee that I won't kill you." Another wave of influential people said with a friendly smile on their faces, "If they dare to touch you at that time, I will definitely fight them."

"We won't kill you, and we will give you a great opportunity to give us great medicine."

There are five waves of forces present, and each wave of forces is greedy for great medicine. They can't wait to take it in their own hands and enjoy it, or bring it back to the clan, so that the talented children of the clan can be directly promoted to the realm of integration and become an invincible existence in the same realm. .

The young man who had asked to leave Zheng Fan's body earlier saw that the forces present were becoming more and more excessive.

He even said that as long as Zheng Fan gave them the medicine, he would accept Zheng Yuan as the son-in-law of the clan.

The red-haired middle-aged man knew that these people were just talking.

When Zheng Fan really gave them the big medicine, he would definitely kill him like he did before.

But what he said just now has already fallen into a disadvantage.

No matter what happens, Zheng Fan will not give the big medicine to himself.

The red-haired man frowned, looked at the other four forces, and said coldly: "Don't pretend to be a good person, when he gives you the big medicine, you will definitely kill him."

After he finished speaking, he paused and said, "Rather than that, why don't we act together, and whoever grabs the big medicine will get the big medicine?"

The other four forces, upon hearing the red-haired man's suggestion, hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

As for Zheng Fan, in their eyes, he was just a dying person, and they didn't care about his thoughts at all.

"Kill!" The middle-aged man in red took the lead and led the nine people behind him to charge towards Zheng Fan.

The other four forces, seeing the man in red attacking Zheng Fan, feared that the man in red would take the medicine, followed suit to attack Zheng Fan.

In the blink of an eye, more than 50 immortal cultivators on the ground launched their strongest methods and bombarded Zheng Fan.

Zheng Fan's chest was covered with blood, and his snow-like white clothes were dyed bright red.

He looked at the five forces on the ground who were attacking him fiercely, and said with a sneer, "You guys are too confident."

While speaking, Zheng Fan put the seven-colored long sword back into the magic treasure, and the Yin-Yang beads in his body spun wildly, killing the fifty strong cultivators.

The dense magical powers, like heavy rain, fell towards Zheng Fan.

They know that the medicine is extremely powerful, no matter how powerful their own group's supernatural powers are, the most they can do is break up Zheng Fan's body.

As for the big medicine, it will definitely be safe and sound.

Bang bang bang.

Bang bang bang.

One explosion after another exploded before reaching Zheng Fan's body, sending out smoke and dust.

Zheng Fan was like a stream of white light, his figure was extremely fast, and he rushed towards the man in red who was rushing forward.

The man in red saw that Zheng Fan was so courageous that he dared to kill him, his eyes were overjoyed, and he immediately stretched out his hand to grab Zheng Fan and snatch the medicine into his hands.

As a result, just as he stretched out his hands to strangle Zheng Fan to death, he saw a heart in Zheng Fan's hand.

The man in red felt a sharp pain spreading from his heart.

He looked down, and saw his chest, and at some point, a bloody hole appeared.

The man in red looked at Zheng Fan holding his heart, and said angrily, "I'll kill you bastard."

While he was speaking, his whole body was like a runaway beast, with ferocious spiritual power constantly leaking out.

Zheng Fan looked at the behavior of the man in red with a calm expression, and gently squeezed his right hand.

There was a pop.

The heart of the red-haired middle-aged man turned into a cloud of blood mist, and the pungent smell of blood wafted into the void.

Immediately afterwards, Zheng Fan was seen coming to the man in red, holding his head with his right hand.

The violent spiritual power continuously flowed into Zheng Fan's body along the palm of Zheng Fan's palm, strengthening Zheng Fan's strength.

In the blink of an eye, the body of the man in red didn't even have any bones left, only a piece of dry human skin was left floating to the ground.

It all happened between the electric light and the flint.

When everyone realized what was going on, their faces were horrified, and they were all terrified.

They have lived for such a long time, and this is the first time they have seen such an evil method.

Zheng Fan didn't care if they were in a daze or they were on full alert. After finishing dealing with the man in red, he charged at the others again.

Wherever it passed, one after another wrinkled human skin fell to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, there were only 50 or so of the original 30 immortal cultivators left.

They looked at each other, knowing that the young man in white in front of him was too weird, almost like a devil.

You can't fight him alone, you have to join forces to kill him.

As for the big medicine, it is natural to wait for him to be dealt with before a fight.

After a short exchange, the remaining 30 immortal cultivators teamed up to attack Zheng Fan.

They have already seen Zheng Fan's horror, this time they will definitely not be as careless as before.

Zheng Fan looked at their ignorant methods and sneered, "In the face of absolute power, no matter how you join forces, it is a dead end."

As soon as the voice fell, Zheng Fan's figure flashed, and he rushed out again.

puff.

boom.

Snapped.

Before some strong cultivators could even realize what was going on, they saw that the strong cultivators around them had turned into human skin.

Immediately afterwards, Zheng Fan pressed his palm on his head, refining himself.

After about 5 minutes or so.

This group of immortal cultivators who could dominate in other regions were all slaughtered by Zheng Fan.

Zheng Fan stepped into the void, and the flesh and blood on his body that had been injured by the dragon had completely healed now.

Dressed in fluttering white clothes, his face was indifferent, like the most ruthless person in the world.

Looking at the world for a moment, Zheng Fan's figure flickered, like a white rainbow, flying towards the distance at a speed of several thousand meters per second.

I don't know how long it flew.

It wasn't until a quiet and deserted high mountain that Zheng Fan stopped moving forward.

He found a cave at random, and flew into it, preparing to refine this great medicine.

inside the cave.

Zheng Fan took out the golden medicine that was shining all over his body and taller than a person.

Immediately, a strong medicinal fragrance wafted around the cave.

According to the memory of thousands of years ago, Zheng Fan began to slowly absorb and refine this great medicine.

After all, the medicinal properties of Dayao are too fast, and if one is not careful, even a true king of the Mahayana realm will be filled with violent spiritual power in Dayao's body and explode.

When Zheng Fan was refining the great medicine, countless small golden streamers appeared all over his body.

The golden streamer was like flood dragons, emitting bursts of low-pitched dragon chants.

At this moment, the yin and yang beads in Zheng Fan's body began to undergo subtle changes.

(End of this chapter)