Transcending Tribulation Immortal Venerable

Chapter 628

At this time, Zheng Fan's clothes were already stained red with blood, and his expression was weak.

Even so, seeing Zheng Fan's figure appearing here, everyone present felt shuddering.

Especially the lizard with wings on its back, its huge hill-like body trembled even more.

Earlier, it didn't know whether Zheng Fan was dead or alive, and estimated that it might be beheaded by the terrifying creatures in the Huangling Tomb, but it still didn't dare to attack Murong Yuanping, and just started preying on the others.

Even so, the lizard with wings on its back was very frightened now, and was terrified inside, worried that Zheng Fan would kill it.

It looked at Zheng Fan and let out low growls, showing its favor to Zheng Fan.

Zheng Fan looked at the winged lizard behind him, and said in a cold tone, "I'll give you two choices."

The lizard with wings on the back heard that Zheng Fan gave him two choices again, and nodded in agreement, not even wanting to know what Zheng Fan wanted.

After all, the end of not agreeing is death. It doesn't want to die, but wants to continue eating delicious food.

Zheng Fan looked at the winged lizard behind him, and said coldly: "The first choice is to become my mount forever, and the second choice is to die."

The lizard with wings behind it was stunned for a moment when it heard the word permanent mount.

It quickly reacted and nodded repeatedly to express its ok.

It's just a permanent mount, and it doesn't really last forever.

At that time, taking advantage of Zheng Fan's unpreparedness, it would be fine to just run away from here.

When Zheng Fan saw the winged lizard agreeing to be his permanent mount, a white halo appeared on his index finger, and there was a smear of dark red blood in the white light.

Zheng Fan raised his hand, and the white halo on his index finger, like a tiny firefly, flew towards the forehead of the winged lizard behind him.

When the white halo touched the forehead of the lizard with wings behind it, it was like a drop of water falling on the lake, causing ripples.

The body of the winged lizard was wrapped in a layer of soft light, with a pained look on its face.

Everyone present looked at Zheng Fan and subdued the winged lizard with a few words, and became Zheng Fan's mount.

They scrambled to open their mouths, wanting to make friends with Zheng Fan and prove their position.

"Mr. Zheng is really powerful. He took down this monster with just a few words."

"We will swear to follow Mr. Zheng to the death. As long as Mr. Zheng says a word, we will go up the mountain of swords and down the sea of ​​fire."

"It is our honor to be Mr. Zheng's subordinate."

Zheng Fan listened to the words of these people, frowned slightly, and said coldly: "Shut up."

The simple word "shut up" fell on the ears of everyone present, and they felt cold all over their bodies, as if they had fallen into a thousand-year cold pool.

Liu Junlong and Murong Yuanping looked at the embarrassment of everyone present, and a smile appeared on the corner of their mouths.

They knew Zheng Fan's temperament quite well, and they knew that these people were definitely looking for scolding for currying favor with Zheng Fan.

Zheng Fan's eyes fell on the lizard, whose body was covered by a white halo and his face was full of ferocious eyes, and said calmly: "From now on, without my permission, if you dare to fly away, your body and soul will be wiped out."

Hearing Zheng Fan's words, the winged lizard's heart stopped for a moment, and soon started beating again.

It knew that what Zheng Fan said was true, and that the white halo it cast on itself just now had special power.

The lizard with wings on its back nodded and let out a low growl, indicating that it would never dare to be distracted.

It takes its own life very seriously, and doesn't want to try what Zheng Fan said.

"Get smaller." Zheng Fan said flatly.

He knew that this monster could shrink its body size, which was the most basic ability of an innate creature.

"Roar." Hearing Zheng Fan's words, the winged lizard gradually shrunk until it was only the size of an adult's fist.

It flew around Zheng Fan like a Western dragon.

Seeing this scene, everyone present was stunned.

I didn't expect this monster to be able to shrink in size.

Although they are experts from ancient martial arts families and hermit sects, and have seen many strange things, this is the first time they have seen creatures that can make themselves bigger and smaller.

Everyone secretly swore in their hearts that a strong man like Zheng Fan should never be provoked.

Once someone in the clan or sect provokes them, they don't have to wait for Zheng Fan to make a move, they will be killed immediately.

Zheng Fan didn't care about the shocking gazes of everyone present.

He watched the white gas gushing out like a fountain below, which was absorbed by the vegetation and vegetation in the surrounding intact areas, causing a rapid mutation.

Zheng Fan looked at this scene, frowned slightly, and said to himself: "The era of spiritual power recovery is coming."

He has been in the world of cultivating immortals for 3000 years and has read many scriptures.

I have a little understanding of spiritual recovery.

Whenever a world with thin spiritual power starts to recover, a catastrophe will come.

The timing of these disasters is unpredictable, and it is not known how they will come.

Zheng Fan shook his head, not thinking about these things for the time being, took the colorful gourd, and absorbed all the white spiritual power below into the colorful gourd.

Seeing that Zheng Fan had absorbed all the white gas, the people around were unwilling to say that Zheng Fan took away all the benefits here, but they didn't dare to say anything.

"Let's go." After Zheng Fan said this lightly, he rose into the air and headed towards the place where the village was massacred earlier.

When Murong Yuanping and Liu Junlong heard what Zheng Fan said, they followed closely behind Zheng Fan and left together.

The others watched Zheng Fan, Murong Yuanping, and Liu Junlong leave, and immediately followed behind.

The place is covered with snow, and apart from the remains of houses that have been burned, there are no other living creatures.

Zheng Fan landed in this area, his eyes glowed with golden light, and he took a look at the terrain here.

After he saw the terrain, he already understood in his heart why the people from Tianxuanmen wanted this piece of land.

This field contains some fine iron dust.

Zheng Fan didn't pay attention to it earlier, and he hasn't noticed it yet, but now that he's come back after solving everything, he naturally looks real.

These iron fans are meaningless to him, almost like garbage.

For Tianxuanmen, it is a treasure.

With a slight smile on his face, Zheng Fan looked at Jin Weihui who had been in a coma, and patted his right hand lightly, and a ray of pure spiritual power immediately flowed into Jin Weihui's body.

With the influx of spiritual power, Jin Weihui also opened his eyes.

The moment he opened his eyes, he looked at everything familiar in front of him and said to himself, "Am I dead?"

Zheng Fan listened to Jin Weihui's words, and said calmly: "You are still alive."

After he finished speaking, he paused and said, "Do you want to stay here, or go back to Jiangnan City with me?"

"I want to stay here." Jin Weihui listened to Zheng Fan's words without any hesitation.

Zheng Fan said lightly: "Since this is the case, this snow field will be yours from now on."

After he said this, he looked at the many strong men behind Liu Junlong and Murong Yuanping, and said, "I'm going back now. When I come here again, if he finds that something happened to him, you all die."

"Understood, understood." Listening to Zheng Fan's words, this group of people nodded repeatedly to express their understanding.

Zheng Fan didn't tell Jin Weihui the secrets underground, and left after giving his orders, heading towards Jiangnan City.

When Liu Junlong and Murong Yuanping saw Zheng Fan returning, they put Lin Lin and Feng Luochen on the ground and flew towards the imperial capital.

Everyone present looked at Jin Weihui with fiery eyes.

In their eyes, Jin Weihui is a living treasure.

As long as the relationship with Jin Weihui gets closer, Zheng Fan may be able to win over by then.

Jin Weihui didn't know their inner thoughts.

He felt that this group of people had been looking at him, and he felt timid, and whispered: "Everyone, what do you want?"

"It's okay, it's okay." A group of people scrambled to give Jin Weihui the good things they had.

After chatting for a full hour, everyone greeted Jin Weihui and left.

After everyone left, Lin Lin and Feng Luochen slowly woke up.

The two of them saw so many good things on Jin Weihui's body, and saw that there was no one around, with a sneer on their faces.

Lin Lin and Feng Luochen clenched the dagger hidden in their sleeves, with smiles on their faces, "Jin Weihui, you have so many treasures on you, why don't you share them with us?"

"Jin Weihui, we are also childhood sweethearts, we grew up together, can you give it to me?"

Jin Weihui was also considered a generous person. Hearing Lin Lin and Feng Luochen's words, he said, "Yes, you can choose one."

Now all the villagers in the village are dead, only the three of them are left.

Even if he hated the two of them, he had to accept it.

"But I want everything from you." Lin Lin and Jin Weihui approached Jin Weihui with hideous expressions on their faces. The dagger hidden in their sleeves was suddenly pulled out and stabbed towards Jin Weihui's heart and eyebrows.

"You!" Jin Weihui looked at this scene, feeling very disappointed in his heart. He didn't expect these two people to make a sudden move.

He had no defense at all, and he would definitely die here.

"If you want to blame, blame you for blocking our way." Lin Lin and Feng Luochen spoke with vicious tone.

Just when the daggers of the two of them were about to stab Jin Weihui, a cold shout came from the void, "You two are so courageous, if I hadn't come back, maybe something would have happened."

A strong man from an ancient martial arts family was about to sneak back to say something nice to Jin Weihui, but he encountered this scene.

Lin Lin and Feng Luochen didn't expect that someone would go and come back again, and felt a sense of terror in their hearts.

There is no point in terror anymore, at this moment, Jin Weihui can only be killed.

If you don't kill, you will die, if you kill, you will die.

"Ignore me?" The strong man from the ancient martial arts family snorted coldly, and a terrifying aura swooped down from the air, beheading Lin Lin and Feng Luochen right here.

(End of this chapter)