Transcending Tribulation Immortal Venerable

Chapter 114
"Bring it." Zheng Fan's tone was cold, as if the master was ordering the servant to hand over the things quickly.

Listening to Zheng Fan's words, the woman sneered and said, "Little friend, is this the tone you used to talk to me? Do you know who I am?"

The woman in black is the saint of the Hundred Ghosts Sect in the southwest, and now she is ordered to come to Nanjian City to search for three-color jade, and refine ghosts by the way to improve her own strength.

Zheng Fan listened to the words of the Saintess of the Hundred Ghosts, his voice was still very flat, "Do you know who I am?"

"Little friend, it's not a good thing to learn how to speak like a young lady." The tone of the saintess of the Hundred Ghosts gradually became indifferent, and she put the three-color jade in her bosom, "For the sake of you practicing magic, obediently become Miss Sister's sacrifice, otherwise you will suffer."

The Saintess of the Hundred Ghosts Sect knew Zheng Fan was a spellcaster the first time she saw him.

Those who can come here safe and sound must be at least at the level of Xiaocheng Dao.

The soul of this kind of spellcaster is an excellent material for the saintess of the Hundred Ghosts Sect.

"You have to have this ability." Zheng Fan said, his figure moved quickly, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the holy girl of the Hundred Ghosts Sect, and bombarded out with a violent punch.

The Saintess of the Hundred Ghosts Sect watched Zheng Fan punch out, but she didn't care at first.

When the fist was about to fall, the expression on his face changed.

She frowned, and immediately used the magic weapon refined by the Hundred Ghosts Cult.

hum.

A black halo appeared in front of the saintess of the Hundred Ghosts Sect.

The moment she saw the black halo, she was very confident in her heart. Even if Zheng Fan's strength was strong, it was impossible for her to cause any harm to her.

Even if it was a full-strength blow from a warrior in the Xuanhua realm, it would not be her opponent.

Zheng Fan violently punched out, hitting the black halo and breaking it up.

bang.

The saintess of the Hundred Ghosts Sect looked at her defensive magic weapon and was actually punched by Zheng Fan, her face was full of disbelief.

puff.

The body of the Saintess of the Hundred Ghosts Sect was directly thrown upside down, and a mouthful of dirty blood spurted out from her mouth.

She previously thought that Zheng Fan was weak, and at his youngest age, he was at the stage of Xiaocheng Taoism.

He didn't expect the power of a punch to be so strong, breaking all his defensive magic weapons and seriously injuring himself.

This can't be regarded as a small-accomplished spellcaster, he is simply a martial arts master in the Huaxuan realm.

The Holy Maiden of the Hundred Ghosts Sect thought that Zheng Fan might be a terrifying evildoer who practiced both martial arts and martial arts, so she ran away immediately.

She didn't want to get too entangled with Zheng Fan, so she quickly called all the disciples of the Hundred Ghosts Sect here, and killed Zheng Fan.

After all, Zheng Fan's soul is an extremely high-quality material that cannot be given up to the saintess of the Hundred Ghosts Sect.

Zheng Fan saw that the saint of the Hundred Ghosts Church was going to run away, so how could he let her run away.

He walked quickly, following closely behind the saint to see where she was going.

If Zheng Fan wants to catch up with the saint, he can catch up in minutes.

However, he only felt a clue of a three-color jade on the saint, and another three-color jade must be on someone else.

Simply gather all the disciples of the Hundred Ghosts Sect here, kill them all at once, and find the remaining one.

Seeing that Zheng Fan had been chasing after her, the saintess had a smile of successful plot on her face.

As long as Zheng Fan came to the stronghold of the Hundred Ghosts Cult here, even if Zheng Fan was a cultivator at the peak of Taoism, he would still die in the end.

Thinking of this, the saintess of the Hundred Ghosts Church became more and more happy.

As long as Zheng Fan is subdued, sacrificed as a sacrifice, and refined into his own fierce soul, then his own strength will definitely become much stronger.

Thinking of this, a look of excitement appeared on the face of the saintess of the Hundred Ghosts Sect.

Not long after, the saintess of the Hundred Ghosts Sect had already gone to a hidden cave in the ancient mountain.

deep in the cave.

A group of female believers of the Hundred Ghosts, wearing black long skirts and black silk scarves on their faces, are gathering together at this time.

In the middle of them, a black cauldron with a size of two meters was erected.

From time to time, black phantoms appeared on the cauldron, and shrill screams sounded.

On top of them, Liu Juming was covered in bruises, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and was tightly bound.

Liu Juming said with an expression of fearlessness, "Kill if you want to, don't dawdle.

The female disciples of the Hundred Ghosts Sect did not pay attention to Liu Juming's words. While he was speaking, they pulled out a black whip and beat him hard.

The crackling sound was endless.

The pain caused Liu Juming to wail again and again, unable to bear the pain at all.

After all, he is a cultivator, not a warrior, and his physical body is not strong at all.

Just when a group of female believers beat Liu Juming with whips.

Suddenly, their faces changed, and they felt that their saintess had returned, and there was a stranger's breath, closely following the saintess.

"The saint is in trouble, let's go."

"Dare to chase and kill the saint, court death."

The members of the Hundred Ghosts Cult were about to trouble Zheng Fan.

The figures of Zheng Fan and the saint have appeared in their field of vision one after the other.

As soon as the saintess of the Hundred Ghosts Sect saw the female believers here, she immediately shouted: "Kill him."

The members of the Hundred Ghosts Cult immediately looked at Zheng Fan fiercely after receiving the words from their saintess.

"It's so courageous to break into the territory of the Hundred Ghosts Sect."

"Injure me to teach the saint, damn it."

While speaking, a group of girls from the Hundred Ghosts School took out flutes made of human bones from their bosoms.

The moment the flute was taken out, the women were filled with a sinister aura, extremely cold.

Zheng Fan looked at the bone flute in the hands of the woman from the Hundred Ghosts Sect, and knew that these bone flutes were all made of human bones.

And it's not just an ordinary human bone, it's made from the bones of a spellcaster.

Because even if the spellcaster died, the remains were still stained with spiritual power. For a sect like the Hundred Ghosts Sect, which drives evil spirits and ghosts, refining it into a magic weapon is excellent.

Zheng Fan looked disdainful, and he didn't pay attention to the dozen or so girls of the Hundred Ghosts Sect in front of him.

In his eyes, these bone flutes are extremely bad.

Zheng Fan shouted softly: "Five elements weapon."

After the words fell, a long sword made of condensed spiritual power appeared in his hand.

Seeing Zheng Fan holding the spiritual sword in his hand, the saint said excitedly: "Everyone, kill him with all your strength, and refine his soul into a fierce soul for us to drive."

She felt that Zheng Fan's strength was good, and after being refined into a fierce soul, he could greatly improve his own strength.

After the Holy Maiden gave the order, the girls of the Hundred Ghosts Sect put the bone flute to their lips and played the dark tune.

Beep beep.

When the bone flute was playing, black phantoms floated out of the bone flute one after another, turning into an evil spirit with bloodshot eyes and teeth and claws.

These evil spirits were warriors or spellcasters in their lifetime.

After being killed by the people of the Hundred Ghosts Sect, he refined his soul and became the fierce spirit driven by the Hundred Ghosts Sect, which was stored in the bone flute.

Now the people of the Hundred Ghosts Sect blow the bone flute to summon the fierce ghosts that live in the bone flute.

In a short time, hundreds of fierce ghosts and fierce spirits appeared in this area.

The Saintess of the Hundred Ghosts Sect watched this scene with a sneer on the corner of her mouth.

She didn't believe that even if Zheng Fan was powerful, he could still survive under the siege of so many vicious souls?

Thinking of this, the saint completely forgot that she was injured, with a smile on her mouth, looking forward to the scene of Zheng Fan being killed.

Dozens of Goddesses sneered at the corners of their mouths, waiting to see Zheng Fan's body being swallowed up by these fierce spirits and turned into a ball of white bones.

Liu Juming, who was tied up tightly and hung in mid-air, looked down at Zheng Fan who came here alone.

He shouted loudly: "My fellow Taoist, these fierce spirits are powerful and have strange movements, you have to be careful."

After Liu Juming said this, he paused and said: "If you can't bear it, first untie the rope on my body, and I will help you to kill demons and demons together."

He felt that Zheng Fan might die here, and before he died, he untied the rope from his body and let him run away first.

Listening to Liu Juming's words, the girl from the Hundred Ghosts Church felt very irritated, a green will-o'-the-wisp appeared in her right hand, and hit Liu Juming.

When the will-o'-the-wisp was about to fall on Liu Juming, Liu Juming yelled, "Help me, I'm still young, my wife hasn't married yet, I don't want to die yet."

(End of this chapter)