Transcending Tribulation Immortal Venerable

Chapter 975
Yuan Junhao wanted to fight this, without any hesitation, he didn't care about the so-called face, and squeezed out a smile, "I don't know that the little brother is a direct disciple of Xuanhuocheng, so I offend him, and I hope the little brother will not blame him."

After he finished speaking, he paused, and said with an apologetic smile: "The Yuan family will definitely compensate the little brother for the previous disrespect."

Yuan Junhao deliberately moved the Yuan family out to make Zheng Yuan jealous.

After all, the Yuan family can be regarded as a first-class family in the world of cultivating immortals, not much different from Zhuge's family.

Now, like the Zhuge family, they have taken refuge in the ancient clan.

The current Yuan family's prestige is much higher than before.

Yuan Junhao was confident in his heart that after he reported his family background, he would definitely be able to make Zheng Fan reconcile with him.

Zheng Fan listened to Yuan Junhao's words, but ignored them. His hands were white and reincarnated, and he slapped the fierce ghost with only one mouth left.

"Ah!" Li Gui Yinwu's body was burned by the white samsara fire, and he let out a mournful howl. Hearing everyone around him, he felt that the eardrums would be pierced by this sound.

After being burned by the white samsara fire, the ghostly creature with only one mouth left struggled continuously, trying to extinguish the white samsara fire on its body.

However, the more evil spirit radiating from its body, the faster the burning speed of the white reincarnation fire.

In the blink of an eye, the body of the ghostly ghost was completely burned by the white samsara fire, not even a ray of remnant soul remained.

Yuan Junhao looked at Zheng Fan, and even after he reported his family background, he dared to kill his genitals.

His face was ugly, and he clenched his fists unconsciously, suppressing the anger in his heart.

The most urgent task now is to find a way to stabilize Zheng Fan, and then assassinate him to death.

Yuan Junhao forced a smile on his face, looked at Zheng Fan and said, "This little brother has extraordinary means, and the femininity is really suicidal when it meets you."

Zheng Fan listened to Yuan Junhao's words, his expression was flat, and he had no intention of responding.

With a flash of his figure, like a stream of white light, he went straight to kill Yuan Junhao.

Yuan Junhao saw Zheng Fan rushing towards him without saying a word, he was so frightened that he could no longer care about the Nine Dragon Tank, turned around and ran away.

As for Wang Yanran's life and death, it has nothing to do with him, it's just a plaything.

Compared with the preciousness of my own life, there is a difference of one hundred and eight thousand miles.

Yuan Junhao's speed was very fast, and he traveled thousands of meters in a second.

His speed was fast, and Zheng Fan's was even faster. He caught up with Yuan Junhao in an instant, clenched his fist with his right hand, and bombarded his head heavily.

Yuan Junhao felt the terrifying aura coming from behind him, and his heart panicked to the extreme, he yelled loudly: "I am a direct descendant of the Yuan family, you must not kill me."

"Now that our Yuan family has joined the ancient clan, killing me is equivalent to offending the ancient clan."

Hearing Yuan Junhao's death was imminent, Zheng Fan dared to threaten himself with the ancient clan, and said coldly, "How dare you threaten me with the ancient clan?"

After the voice fell, a palm bombarded out, directly smashing Yuan Junhao's head into a cloud of blood mist, and the headless corpse fell heavily to the ground.

After Zheng Fan dealt with Yuan Junhao, his figure quickly swept away.

He felt the murderous intent of countless immortal cultivators lurking in the dark.

Zheng Fan is not afraid of them, but what are Xie Feifei and Zheng Jiayi fighting against them?

When Zheng Fan returned to Xie Feifei and Xu Wanqing's side, he saw an old man in gray clothes with white hair and skin like old tree bark.

The old man stood in front of Zheng Jiayi and Xie Feifei, holding the Nine Dragon Vat in his right hand, and looked at the more than 30 immortal cultivators in front of him, whose strength was at the peak of the Void Refining Realm at the lowest and at the peak of the Fusion Realm at the highest.

"Everyone, please go back." Zuo Yixiao looked serious, exuding an unknown coercion.

More than 30 immortal cultivators listened to Zuo Yixiao's words with solemn expressions.

They never expected that Zuo Yixiao would be here.

It seems that even Zuo Yixiao couldn't resist the allure of this Kowloon tank.

"Boss Zuo, I always thought you were a fair person, but I didn't expect you to be greedy for Jiulong Tank."

"If we hadn't discovered that you were following secretly, they would have died in your hands today."

The cultivators, although they have scruples about Zuo Yixiao, are more greedy and jealous of Jiulongtan.

Saying these words now is just to put myself on the side of the so-called justice.

Zuo Yixiao listened to the words of more than 30 immortal cultivators, he laughed and said: "If you insist on snatching the Nine Dragon Vat, you should step over my corpse first."

While he was speaking, he put the Nine-Dragon Vat behind him, waiting for the group of cultivators who were greedy for the Nine-Dragon Vat to do it.

Zuo Yixiao knew in his heart that if there was no bleeding today, these people would not leave.

That being the case, then kill all the strong cultivators who are about to attack him.

"Kill!" I don't know who yelled this sentence first, and then I saw five strong people in the combined state, rushing to kill and smiling to the left.

Following the moves of the five contracting realm experts, a dozen or so Immortal Cultivators of the Composite Realm and Immortal Cultivators at the peak of the Void Refining Realm immediately made their moves together.

They had already been blinded by the benefits of the Nine Dragon Tank, so they didn't care about Zuo Yixiao's identity or his terrifying strength.

Zuo Yixiao looked at this group of immortal cultivators who did not know how to live or die, and used their strongest means to kill him.

He showed a helpless smile, "I have been dealing with you for so many years, and today I want to kill me because of a magic weapon."

Zuo Yixiao suddenly amplified his voice, "Since you want to die so much, I will give you a whole corpse."

After the voice fell, the sky suddenly darkened and covered with dark clouds.

One after another, purple sky thunders as thick as buckets rolled in the dark clouds like terrifying dragons one after another.

A dozen or so immortal cultivators watched the rolling sky thunder in the dark clouds, and keenly sensed the imminent crisis in their hearts.

They wanted to take back the offensive, but it was too late.

Dozens of purple sky thunders as thick as buckets, like flood dragons from the nine heavens, slammed down on the dozens of immortal cultivators with a booming sound.

The immortal cultivators wanted to turn around and run away, but found that their bodies seemed to be firmly locked by invisible chains, let alone turn around and run away.

The means they were planning to use to deal with Zuo Yixiao also stagnated, like a decoration.

A dozen or so immortal cultivators said nervously, "Boss Zuo, don't do it."

"For the sake of our friendship for so many years, there is no need to do this."

Zuo Yi laughed and said, "I've already given you a chance."

While speaking, the purple sky thunder that was as thick as a bucket had already struck down.

Bang bang bang.

One earth-shattering loud sound after another resounded non-stop in the suburbs of Yancheng.

The ground was also punched out with a dozen bottomless potholes.

In the pothole, white smoke rose slowly, and as for the group of immortal cultivators, not even ashes remained.

(End of this chapter)