Transcending Tribulation Immortal Venerable
Each is useful
Each is useful
call out.
When the will-o’-the-wisp was still a few centimeters away from Liu Juming, Zheng Fan flicked his right hand, and the green will-o’-the-wisp turned into a puff of gas and dissipated, even cutting the ropes on Liu Juming’s body.
boom.
Liu Juming fell to the ground, and said with surprise on his face: "Thank you for this fellow daoist's action. Liu Juming will definitely not forget the kindness of this fellow daoist, and will bring more food to fellow daoist in the future."
What he said to eat was to offer tribute to Zheng Fan on this day every year after Zheng Fan died.
After Liu Juming said this, he immediately ran towards the entrance of the cave.
Seeing Liu Juming running away, the saint said to the congregation: "You deal with him, and I'll catch that Taoist priest back."
While speaking, she was already chasing in the direction where Liu Juming ran away.
This is the secret base of the Hundred Ghosts Sect, and it must not be spread by others, otherwise, how can the Hundred Ghosts Sect practice silently here.
What's more, Liu Juming is still a Taoist priest with a small degree of skill, and it is also very good to refine it into a fierce ghost.
"what!"
"Die!"
Nearly a hundred fierce souls uttered shrill and terrifying cries, and rushed towards Zheng Fan.
Zheng Fan's face was calm, and he waved the long sword formed by the condensed spiritual power in his right hand, and rushed towards the fierce souls.
boom.
boom.
boom.
The moment the spiritual power sword in Zheng Fan's hand touched the fierce soul, the fierce soul's body exploded like a balloon, turning into a cloud of black mist and disappearing.
Nearly a hundred fierce souls were slashed by the spiritual power sword in Zheng Fan's hand, and it took only a few minutes to kill them all.
Dozens of believers saw that the fierce souls they had refined for a long time were all dead under Zheng Fan's attack.
They looked anxious and ugly, and the bone flute in their hands became useless at this time.
Holding the long sword of spiritual power, Zheng Fan walked slowly towards their position.
Every step I took was like a hard step on the hearts of dozens of believers, making them breathless.
They felt that Zheng Fan's strength was too terrifying, and it was completely beyond the reach of magicians of their level.
Zheng Fan's tone was cold, he looked at them and said, "Where is the three-color jade?"
"One has already been placed in the coffin, ready to refine the owner of the coffin into a murderous corpse." They were intimidated by Zheng Fan's aura and dared not hide anything.
Zheng Fan asked, "Where is the coffin?"
"You promise not to kill us, we will tell you."
"If I tell you, you still kill us, do we need to tell?"
Zheng Fan said indifferently, "I hate people haggling with me the most."
As the voice fell, the long spiritual sword in his hand was slashed, and the bodies of dozens of female congregants were all split in two, blood spattered, and the smell of blood was full.
After Zheng Fan killed the congregants, he was going to go deep into the cave to see if the coffin they mentioned was deeper in the cave.
When Zheng Fan was about to enter the depths of the cave, he heard footsteps and a man's voice at the entrance of the cave.
"Miss Saint, don't kill me, I am very weak, I just came here to pretend to be in front of the teacher." Liu Juming cried and begged for mercy, very timid.
The saint ignored Liu Juming's words at all, and brought Liu Juming to the cave with a smile on her face.
She guessed in her heart that Zheng Fan should be swallowed up by hundreds of vicious souls at this time, and she came back just in time to refine the vicious souls.
Soon, the saint smelled the strong smell of blood wafting from the cave, and could no longer keep her composure on her face, she laughed and walked inside.
When the saint came to the depths of the cave full of joy, the smile on her face froze when she saw the corpses that had been split in two all over the ground.
She didn't expect that Zheng Fan's strength was so strong that she could kill dozens of elites of the Hundred Ghosts Cult by himself.
The saint immediately stretched out the sharp nails of her right hand, pressed Liu Juming's neck, made him a hostage, and threatened Zheng Fan: "Let me go, or I will kill him."
Liu Juming felt the sharp dagger-like nails on his neck, and his neck would bleed profusely with just one touch.
"Saint, don't worry, I believe this fellow Taoist will be concerned about my life, as long as you don't kill me, there will be absolutely no danger."
The saint hijacked Liu Juming and walked out of the cave, saying as she walked, "Don't follow, or this kid will die now."
After she finished speaking, she dragged Liu Juming away to the exit of the cave.
Zheng Fan looked at the back of the saint, how could he let her go.
He came here just to get two three-color jades, and now there is one three-color jade on the Holy Maiden of the Hundred Ghosts Sect, how could she let her go.
Zheng Fan's figure was like the wind, and he strode towards the direction where the saint was leaving, quickly chasing and killing her.
Liu Juming, who was kidnapped by the saintess, was extremely nervous when he saw Zheng Fan following him.
Cold sweat rolled down his forehead, fearing that the saint would kill himself when she saw Zheng Fan follow her.
Even though the saint was injured and her strength weakened, she could still sense that there was someone following behind her.
She looked back, and she saw Zheng Fan chasing and killing her with a spiritual sword in his hand.
The saint frowned tightly, and said in a cold tone: "Boy, you still dare to chase after me, it seems that you don't want your friend's life."
While speaking, the sharp nails of the saint's right hand scratched towards Liu Juming's neck.
Liu Juming felt the sharp nails cut the skin of his neck, and his heart beat violently.
He yelled loudly, signaling to the saint that she had something to say, and don't move her hands.
Seeing that Zheng Fan was unmoved, the saint looked as if he wanted to kill him, so she immediately laid down a ruthless hand, trying to kill Liu Juming, or take someone to be buried with him.
Just when Liu Juming's throat was about to be cut, Zheng Fan stretched out his right hand, and a dim flame appeared in his hand, followed by a ghost, flying towards the saint.
puff.
When the saint saw the flames coming, her eyes were full of disdain, thinking that such flames could not kill people at all.
Just when she despised Zheng Fan, the flame had already arrived in front of the saint.
bang.
As if the body of the saint was doused with gasoline, she instantly burned, turning into a fiery man, screaming in pain.
"Ah, help me, I don't want to die yet, help me."
No matter how the saintess wailed, the flame was not extinguished, and it was still burning.
In the end, the saint's body burned into a ball of ashes, which was blown by a gust of wind and scattered between heaven and earth.
Liu Juming stood beside the saint, but he was not contaminated by the flames.
His face was pale, and sweat dripped from his forehead.
The scene where the saint was about to kill him with her nails just now still made him tremble with fear.
Liu Juming looked at Zheng Fan, feeling a little nervous.
He thought that Zheng Fan was too strong, if he wanted to kill him, he would have to die every minute.
Fortunately, Zheng Fan only killed the saint, otherwise the flame would definitely burn him to death.
"Thank you just now." Liu Juming struggled for a moment, and finally looked at Zheng Fan to thank him.
Zheng Fan nodded calmly, came to the place where the saint was burned to death, bent down to pick up the three-color jade on the ground.
Liu Juming had been focusing on Zheng Fan before, and only now did he notice the three-color jade.
A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he said, "I didn't expect to see three-color jade here."
The reputation of the three-color jade is relatively well-known in the world of sorcerers.
Almost all magic practitioners know the magical effect of this jade.
Can prolong life, healthy and healthy.
For different spellcasters, each has its own usage.
(End of this chapter)
call out.
When the will-o’-the-wisp was still a few centimeters away from Liu Juming, Zheng Fan flicked his right hand, and the green will-o’-the-wisp turned into a puff of gas and dissipated, even cutting the ropes on Liu Juming’s body.
boom.
Liu Juming fell to the ground, and said with surprise on his face: "Thank you for this fellow daoist's action. Liu Juming will definitely not forget the kindness of this fellow daoist, and will bring more food to fellow daoist in the future."
What he said to eat was to offer tribute to Zheng Fan on this day every year after Zheng Fan died.
After Liu Juming said this, he immediately ran towards the entrance of the cave.
Seeing Liu Juming running away, the saint said to the congregation: "You deal with him, and I'll catch that Taoist priest back."
While speaking, she was already chasing in the direction where Liu Juming ran away.
This is the secret base of the Hundred Ghosts Sect, and it must not be spread by others, otherwise, how can the Hundred Ghosts Sect practice silently here.
What's more, Liu Juming is still a Taoist priest with a small degree of skill, and it is also very good to refine it into a fierce ghost.
"what!"
"Die!"
Nearly a hundred fierce souls uttered shrill and terrifying cries, and rushed towards Zheng Fan.
Zheng Fan's face was calm, and he waved the long sword formed by the condensed spiritual power in his right hand, and rushed towards the fierce souls.
boom.
boom.
boom.
The moment the spiritual power sword in Zheng Fan's hand touched the fierce soul, the fierce soul's body exploded like a balloon, turning into a cloud of black mist and disappearing.
Nearly a hundred fierce souls were slashed by the spiritual power sword in Zheng Fan's hand, and it took only a few minutes to kill them all.
Dozens of believers saw that the fierce souls they had refined for a long time were all dead under Zheng Fan's attack.
They looked anxious and ugly, and the bone flute in their hands became useless at this time.
Holding the long sword of spiritual power, Zheng Fan walked slowly towards their position.
Every step I took was like a hard step on the hearts of dozens of believers, making them breathless.
They felt that Zheng Fan's strength was too terrifying, and it was completely beyond the reach of magicians of their level.
Zheng Fan's tone was cold, he looked at them and said, "Where is the three-color jade?"
"One has already been placed in the coffin, ready to refine the owner of the coffin into a murderous corpse." They were intimidated by Zheng Fan's aura and dared not hide anything.
Zheng Fan asked, "Where is the coffin?"
"You promise not to kill us, we will tell you."
"If I tell you, you still kill us, do we need to tell?"
Zheng Fan said indifferently, "I hate people haggling with me the most."
As the voice fell, the long spiritual sword in his hand was slashed, and the bodies of dozens of female congregants were all split in two, blood spattered, and the smell of blood was full.
After Zheng Fan killed the congregants, he was going to go deep into the cave to see if the coffin they mentioned was deeper in the cave.
When Zheng Fan was about to enter the depths of the cave, he heard footsteps and a man's voice at the entrance of the cave.
"Miss Saint, don't kill me, I am very weak, I just came here to pretend to be in front of the teacher." Liu Juming cried and begged for mercy, very timid.
The saint ignored Liu Juming's words at all, and brought Liu Juming to the cave with a smile on her face.
She guessed in her heart that Zheng Fan should be swallowed up by hundreds of vicious souls at this time, and she came back just in time to refine the vicious souls.
Soon, the saint smelled the strong smell of blood wafting from the cave, and could no longer keep her composure on her face, she laughed and walked inside.
When the saint came to the depths of the cave full of joy, the smile on her face froze when she saw the corpses that had been split in two all over the ground.
She didn't expect that Zheng Fan's strength was so strong that she could kill dozens of elites of the Hundred Ghosts Cult by himself.
The saint immediately stretched out the sharp nails of her right hand, pressed Liu Juming's neck, made him a hostage, and threatened Zheng Fan: "Let me go, or I will kill him."
Liu Juming felt the sharp dagger-like nails on his neck, and his neck would bleed profusely with just one touch.
"Saint, don't worry, I believe this fellow Taoist will be concerned about my life, as long as you don't kill me, there will be absolutely no danger."
The saint hijacked Liu Juming and walked out of the cave, saying as she walked, "Don't follow, or this kid will die now."
After she finished speaking, she dragged Liu Juming away to the exit of the cave.
Zheng Fan looked at the back of the saint, how could he let her go.
He came here just to get two three-color jades, and now there is one three-color jade on the Holy Maiden of the Hundred Ghosts Sect, how could she let her go.
Zheng Fan's figure was like the wind, and he strode towards the direction where the saint was leaving, quickly chasing and killing her.
Liu Juming, who was kidnapped by the saintess, was extremely nervous when he saw Zheng Fan following him.
Cold sweat rolled down his forehead, fearing that the saint would kill himself when she saw Zheng Fan follow her.
Even though the saint was injured and her strength weakened, she could still sense that there was someone following behind her.
She looked back, and she saw Zheng Fan chasing and killing her with a spiritual sword in his hand.
The saint frowned tightly, and said in a cold tone: "Boy, you still dare to chase after me, it seems that you don't want your friend's life."
While speaking, the sharp nails of the saint's right hand scratched towards Liu Juming's neck.
Liu Juming felt the sharp nails cut the skin of his neck, and his heart beat violently.
He yelled loudly, signaling to the saint that she had something to say, and don't move her hands.
Seeing that Zheng Fan was unmoved, the saint looked as if he wanted to kill him, so she immediately laid down a ruthless hand, trying to kill Liu Juming, or take someone to be buried with him.
Just when Liu Juming's throat was about to be cut, Zheng Fan stretched out his right hand, and a dim flame appeared in his hand, followed by a ghost, flying towards the saint.
puff.
When the saint saw the flames coming, her eyes were full of disdain, thinking that such flames could not kill people at all.
Just when she despised Zheng Fan, the flame had already arrived in front of the saint.
bang.
As if the body of the saint was doused with gasoline, she instantly burned, turning into a fiery man, screaming in pain.
"Ah, help me, I don't want to die yet, help me."
No matter how the saintess wailed, the flame was not extinguished, and it was still burning.
In the end, the saint's body burned into a ball of ashes, which was blown by a gust of wind and scattered between heaven and earth.
Liu Juming stood beside the saint, but he was not contaminated by the flames.
His face was pale, and sweat dripped from his forehead.
The scene where the saint was about to kill him with her nails just now still made him tremble with fear.
Liu Juming looked at Zheng Fan, feeling a little nervous.
He thought that Zheng Fan was too strong, if he wanted to kill him, he would have to die every minute.
Fortunately, Zheng Fan only killed the saint, otherwise the flame would definitely burn him to death.
"Thank you just now." Liu Juming struggled for a moment, and finally looked at Zheng Fan to thank him.
Zheng Fan nodded calmly, came to the place where the saint was burned to death, bent down to pick up the three-color jade on the ground.
Liu Juming had been focusing on Zheng Fan before, and only now did he notice the three-color jade.
A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he said, "I didn't expect to see three-color jade here."
The reputation of the three-color jade is relatively well-known in the world of sorcerers.
Almost all magic practitioners know the magical effect of this jade.
Can prolong life, healthy and healthy.
For different spellcasters, each has its own usage.
(End of this chapter)
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