Transcending Tribulation Immortal Venerable

Chapter 1054 That's it

Originally, Heiyuan Xianzun was still worrying about whether his thousand years of cultivation would come to naught.

This icy cold voice made him happy.

Hei Yuan Xianzun's face was ferocious, and he laughed very loudly, "I didn't expect that after waiting for you for so long, you would actually dare to take the initiative to find this deity."

He said indifferently: "Sanfeng, get rid of him for me."

Sanfeng is the eldest disciple of Immortal Venerable Hei Yuan, and also an Immortal Venerable of Transcending Tribulation.

Although not as powerful as Heiyuan Xianzun, Heiyuan Xianzun is confident that with Sanfeng's methods, it is enough to kill Zheng Fan.

Following the words of Heiyuan Xianzun, a young man in white clothes with a cold appearance and a sharp sword hanging from his waist came out from a dark corner.

This young man, who looked only seventeen or eighteen years old, was actually thousands of years old.

"Obey." Even in front of Heiyuan Xianzun, Sanfeng's voice was still cold.

After he finished speaking, his figure flashed, turning into a stream of white light, and came outside the palace.

At this moment, Zheng Fan came to the palace of Heiyuan Xianzun, following his words just now, the disciples and grandchildren near the palace of Heiyuan Xianzun appeared in this void in an endless stream like crucian carp crossing the river.

The number is tens of thousands.

With such a large number of immortal cultivators, if they were replaced by other Transcending Tribulation Immortal Venerables, they might regret coming here.

Zheng Fan looked at this group of people, but a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Rebel, you have accepted these trash disciples all these years?"

This group of people may be very powerful to others.

But in Zheng Fan's eyes, it was very bad, so bad that it could be ignored.

Tens of thousands of disciples of Hei Yuan Xianzun were extremely annoyed when they heard Zheng Fan's words.

As the disciples and grandchildren of Hei Yuan Xianzun, they can be regarded as rampant in the world of cultivating immortals.

No matter who sees them, they have to be respectful.

Even the Gu Clan, Yan Clan, and Stone Clan didn't dare to be so disrespectful to them.

But the young man in front of him is nothing.

Not only did he keep saying that Immortal Venerable Hei Yuan was a traitor, but he also threatened to kill him.

In the eyes of Hei Yuan Xianzun's disciples and grandchildren, Zheng Fan is simply a lunatic.

They even speculated whether Zheng Fan had become obsessed with cultivation, which is why he behaved like this.

But regardless of whether Zheng Fan cultivated like a demon or not, if he disrespected Hei Yuan Xianzun so much now, he would have to die.

Thinking of this, the disciples and grandchildren of Hei Yuan Xianzun rushed towards Zheng Fan with murderous intent in their eyes.

They just knew that whoever kills Zheng Fan first will be able to receive the reward from Heiyuan Immortal Venerable.

Zheng Fan looked at the densely packed disciples of Heiyuan Immortal Venerable who were pouring down like heavy rain, and said in a cold tone, "Rebels, let's see how I can destroy this bunch of trash."

After he finished speaking, the purple sky thunder flowing around his body, like thousands of gossamer, killed the disciples and grandchildren of Heiyuan Immortal Venerable who came aggressively.

Puff puff puff.

After the disciples and grandchildren of Heiyuan Immortal Venerable encountered the thousands of gossamers transformed from purple sky thunder, they didn't even have time to let out a scream.

Their bodies exploded directly, turning into a cloud of bright blood mist.

The relatively slow immortal cultivators looked at the crowd in front of them and were easily killed by Zheng Fan.

Without any hesitation, they turned around and wanted to flee from this place.

Just kidding, the opponent is so strong, knowing that he is invincible and still rushing forward, isn't this courting death?
They are very fast, but the thousands of hairsprings transformed from the purple sky thunder are even faster.

puff.

A relatively slow immortal cultivator was pierced between the brows by the gossamer, and his body exploded directly.

The rest of the people heard the explosion sound from behind, and they did not hesitate to burn their own lives to run away from this place at a faster speed.

Bang bang bang.

Bang bang bang.

However, their speed is too fast, and it is not as fast as the gossamer.

In a short time, tens of thousands of immortal cultivators were easily wiped out by Zheng Fan alone.

The ground was stained red with blood, and the air was filled with a pungent smell of blood.

When people smell it, they have the urge to vomit.

After Zheng Fan killed the group of people, he was ready to rush into the palace where the Heiyuan Immortal Venerable was.

He wanted Immortal Venerable Hei Yuan to personally watch the forces he secretly created dissipate in smoke, dispelling his idea of ​​immortality.

Just as Zheng Fan was rushing towards the palace of Heiyuan Immortal Venerable, a young man in white with an indifferent face appeared in front of Zheng Fan with a sharp sword hanging from his waist.

Sanfeng looked at Zheng Fan with a sneer on his face, "Jiuxuan Xianzun, the number one immortal in the world of cultivating immortals back then."

While speaking, he held the sharp sword in his hand and said to himself: "My name is Sanfeng, the first disciple under the name of Immortal Heiyuan, and I have followed Immortal Heiyuan, beheading countless No matter who it is, as long as it blocks my way, I will kill it."

After talking to himself, Sanfeng sneered and said, "I don't know if the strength of Immortal Master Jiuxuan is as strong as it was back then. If not, I will be very disappointed."

He has always been aggressive, and even fought thousands of times with Hei Yuan Xianzun.

Although Sanfeng lost every match, he never gave up on challenging Heiyuan Immortal Venerable.

Now being able to fight against Immortal Master Jiuxuan, to Sanfeng, it was like a wolf seeing delicious fat meat, he was ecstatic.

Zheng Fan listened to Sanfeng's words, and said indifferently: "Have you finished talking nonsense?"

In his eyes, every word Sanfeng said was meaningless.

Sanfeng heheed twice, and the sharp sword in his hand emitted a dazzling black light.

He said coldly: "This sharp sword is called Heitian, and it has the power to split the sky."

After the voice fell, the black sky in Sanfeng's hand, the black spiritual power flowed, and the violent breath spread in all directions.

Wherever it passed, the ground collapsed inch by inch.

"Die!" Sanfeng yelled, and the violent Heitian in his hand slashed towards Zheng Fan.

Immediately afterwards, he saw a huge black sword energy, cutting towards Zheng Fan with a majestic momentum.

Wherever it passed, even the void was split, and the violent breath seemed to destroy the entire world of cultivating immortals.

Zheng Fan looked at Hei Tian's ability and said with a chuckle, "This Hei Tian, ​​if I remember correctly, was given to you by the traitor."

He still remembered that this Heitian was once Zheng Fan's magic weapon, and later Immortal Venerable Heiyuan loved it, so he gave it to him.

I didn't expect to meet Hei Tian today.

Zheng Fan looked calm and composed. He took out the colorful long sword from the magic treasure storage, looked at the terrifying huge black sword energy, and shouted sharply: "Break!"

With a stern shout, the seven-colored long sword stained with primordial purple aura, mixed with the power of purple sky thunder, headed towards the black sword aura like an arrow leaving the string.

Boom boom boom.

Boom boom boom.

The colorful long sword was like a bomb, and when it hit the black sword energy, it kept making deafening explosions.

Sanfeng looked disdainful, and sneered: "A god-level spiritual weapon is also worthy of fighting with me? It seems that the Jiuxuan Immortal Venerable is just like that."

(End of this chapter)