Transcending Tribulation Immortal Venerable

Chapter 838 Mythical Level
Redwood Tower.

Inside the two-story tower.

Ye Qingcheng's face was ferocious, holding a long sword dripping blood in his hand.

At his feet, dozens of young men were lying dead in a pool of blood.

A young man with a pale face and chapped lips, his heart has been scratched.

He looked at Ye Qingcheng, his eyes were full of resentment, "We don't have any enmity with you, why did you sneak attack and kill us?"

Ye Qingcheng listened to the words of this dying man, and said with a grin: "Why? Because I want to enter the Star Gate."

After he finished speaking, he paused and said, "Who dares to prevent me from entering the Tianxing Gate, I will kill him."

While Ye Qingcheng was speaking, the long sword stained with dark red blood in his hand stabbed fiercely at the dying young man again.

After stabbing dozens of times in a row, Ye Qingcheng confirmed that the man under his feet was definitely dead, his eyes were cold, and he walked towards the third floor of the tower.

He wanted to kill Wei Kangzhu, the son of the city lord Wei Meng, and he would be the only one in the tower to reach the fifth floor.

Then the number of direct disciples of the Tianxingmen must be his own.

Even if you are not a direct descendant, it is okay to become an outer disciple.

As long as you enter the Tianxing Gate, your future road to immortality will definitely be countless times better than in Wushuang City.

Ye Qingcheng thought of this, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and hurried towards the third floor.

He didn't want the son of the city lord Wei Meng to enter the fifth floor before him.

Not long after Ye Qingcheng left.

Zheng Fan looked indifferent, and walked leisurely to the two-story tower.

Before he stepped into the two-story tower, he smelled a pungent smell of blood.

Now looking at the broken arms and limbs all over the ground, he didn't speak, and talked with the nine-tailed fox spirit and the jade lion beast spirit with spirit, "Is there a smell of big medicine here?"

"The scent of medicine here is stronger than that of the first floor, but it's not here." Nine-Tailed Fox Qi Ling said, his voice was still a little weak.

It's just much richer than the first layer.

The Jade Lion Beast Artifact said: "Master, you are very powerful, why can't you feel the breath of the medicine?"

The nine-tailed fox Qi Ling also wanted to ask this question, but he didn't dare to ask.

Zheng Fan listened to the words of the Jade Lion Beast Spirit, shook his head and said, "I don't know what's going on."

He wondered in his heart whether he had been overshadowed by some old monsters after he left the world of cultivating immortals for 3000 years.

Zheng Fan shook his head, not thinking about these things for the time being, and prepared to go to the third floor.

He has only one thought now, to obtain the great medicine, so that his own strength can reach the state of integration as soon as possible.

At that time, they can go to Wanhua Prefecture and take Xu Wanqing, Zheng Jiayi, Xie Feifei and others away from Tianxuan Palace.

When Zheng Fan was about to leave the second floor.

An extremely weak voice sounded in Zheng Fan's ear, "Brother, can you do me a favor?"

Zheng Fan heard this extremely weak voice, if not for his own spiritual consciousness is strong enough, he would not be able to hear the small voice, "Why should I help you?"

The young man covered in blood and stabbed several times in the chest didn't feel anything wrong when he heard Zheng Fan's words.

In the world of cultivating immortals, the law of the jungle has always been the law of the jungle, no one has to help others.

Everything is viewed in terms of profit.

"I can give you my ancestral spiritual weapon, I just hope you can kill this bastard Ye Qingcheng." The voice of the young man covered in blood became weaker and weaker.

It seemed that the next moment, he would die completely.

Zheng Fan listened to the young man's words, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He didn't care at all about the magic weapon in the mouth of the young man.

What is Zheng Fan's identity? How could the Transcending Tribulation Immortal Venerable, who was revered by countless people in the world of cultivating immortals, be able to see other people's spiritual weapons and magic weapons.

But he knew a little about Ye Qingcheng.

Back then when he went to Ye Mansion to search for great medicine, he had heard Ye Qingcheng said a few times by the servants of Ye Mansion.

He doesn't have a good impression of Ye Qingcheng, but he doesn't have the mentality to kill him either.

If he dared to be presumptuous to him, Zheng Fan wouldn't mind killing him.

The young man covered in blood said with his last breath: "My magic weapon is on my chest, you can take it. If the little brother can't kill Ye Qingcheng for me, I will admit it."

After the words fell, the young man was completely lifeless.

Zheng Fan listened to the young man's words, and immediately turned to go to the third floor of the Redwood Tower.

He didn't care about the grievances and grievances in Wushuang City. If he hadn't seen what happened to Jia Mengling at that time, it would have been similar to Xu Wanqing.

Zheng Fan had no intention of making a move at all.

The rules of the world of cultivating immortals are like this, if Zheng Fan is pitiful one by one.

Even if he recovers to the strength of Dujie Xianzun, he will have to live and die.

As for the magic weapon that the young man said, Zheng Fan didn't plan to take it either.

Just as Zheng Fan was about to go to the third floor of the Redwood Pagoda, the weak voice of the nine-tailed fox spirit rang in his mind, "Master, the magic weapon in the heart's mouth seems to belong to my former master."

"En?" Zheng Fan felt a burst of surprise when he heard the words of the nine-tailed fox spirit.

He knew that the master of the nine-tailed fox spirit was himself.

It's just that Zheng Fan remembered that when he left the world of cultivating immortals, he left behind nothing at all.

Without the slightest hesitation, Zheng Fan immediately grabbed the young man's meat-like chest.

Dang even grabbed a tiny bronze shard the size of a baby.

On this bronze shard, there is a lifelike green dragon relief carved.

Zheng Fan looked at the bronze shard in front of him, and a trace of anger flashed in his indifferent eyes.

He knew what this bronze shard represented.

When Zheng Fan left the world of cultivating immortals, he sealed all his spiritual weapons, magic weapons and other items with secret methods.

He never imagined that after he left the world of cultivating immortals, the spiritual weapon and magic weapon that he had sealed back then would appear in Wushuang City, or even in the hands of a cultivator with moderate aptitude.

This meant that someone had paid attention to the magic weapon he had sealed and stole it away.

The nine-tailed fox spirit didn't know Zheng Fan's current thoughts at all, felt the anger in Zheng Fan's eyes, and asked in a low voice, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

Zheng Fan said indifferently: "It's nothing."

But he had already thought in his heart that he would find the bastard who stole his sealed land spirit weapon and treasure, and torture him to death day and night.

Seeing that Zheng Fan said he was fine, the Nine-Tailed Fox Spirit didn't believe it, but he didn't dare to ask, and said, "Master, this bronze shard is my master's Azure Dragon Armor, and it's a magic weapon of mythical level." .”

It paused after saying this: "I never thought that a piece of debris would appear in this person's hand today."

In the world of cultivating immortals, a mythical magic weapon is almost an indestructible defensive magic weapon.

It never occurred to me that it has now turned into pieces.

What's more, he didn't expect that, as the owner of this mythical spiritual weapon, he couldn't sense the fluctuations.

Zheng Fan listened to the words of the nine-tailed fox spirit, but did not respond, and went straight to the third floor.

Nine-tailed Fox Qi Ling secretly felt that something was wrong, why, as the master, he didn't care about the treasures of the Nine-Tailed Immortal Venerable.

Or is he, the master, already conceited to such an extent?
You must know that this is the world of cultivating immortals, not the earth.

(End of this chapter)