Transcending Tribulation Immortal Venerable

Chapter 102
In a dark secret room.

More than 20 warriors or strange warriors, after groping in the secret room, began to fight each other.

Some warriors do not want to fight with others, and want to go directly to the location where the Longmen Token is placed.

But others didn't give him a chance to leave, and immediately a martial artist kicked him fiercely.

Or the old man was driving a 20-meter-long green python, spraying green poisonous mist, and attacking him.

The warrior who had left earlier was kicked into the air, followed by the huge python, which opened its mouth and swallowed it in one bite. The venom corroded his body and quickly turned into a ball of liquid.

The battle inside was intense, and it just happened in the blink of an eye.

The sound of roaring in the secret room is endless, and the collision of flames, thunder and lightning, sword strength and fist strength is endless.

Granny Yinhua used the witchcraft from the southwest to let ghosts and gods land on her old body, her hands glowed with black light, like two little evil spirits appearing in her hands, shining with strange red light.

As she waved her hands, a huge black shadow grabbed at the back of a cultivator.

There was a click, but the man hadn't realized what had happened, his body had been torn in two, internal organs flowed out, and blood spattered everywhere.

After Granny Yinhua dealt with the cultivator, she looked at Zheng Fan coldly and smiled strangely.

She didn't take Zheng Fan seriously, she just regarded him as an ordinary kid who could be killed whenever he wanted.

Now the main targets are those warriors or spellcasters with extraordinary strength and cultivation.

Granny Yinhua wants to kill these people first, and sacrifice their souls to become stronger.

Looking at Granny Yinhua's evil smile, Zheng Fan also showed a sneer.

He thought this Granny Yinhua was very interesting. It was similar to the kung fu techniques practiced by the cult, and she used the evil spirits to descend upon herself to fight.

The more killings, the more resentment tainted, the more souls sacrificed, the stronger the strength will be.

Granny Yinhua looked at the smile on Zheng Fan's face, sneered for a moment, and ignored Zheng Fan.

The most urgent task at the moment is to get rid of the stronger fighters and capable people first.

In case of encountering a relatively strong warrior or capable person, when she attacked Zheng Fan, it would be over if she attacked Zheng Fan behind her back.

bang.

When Granny Yinhua thought of this, someone had already launched a surprise attack on her.

A huge fireball fell towards her position.

This is a sorcerer with a small degree of success in Taoism. He felt the terrifying strength of Granny Yinhua and wanted to destroy her first.

Although Granny Yinhua is old and has few hairs left, she is very flexible.

Now there are ghosts and gods coming to her, which makes her attack and speed increased several times, and she easily escapes the fireball attack.

Granny Yinhua stood a little under her feet, her figure was like a ghost, she disappeared in place, and killed the magician who controlled the flames.

Many warriors and magicians in the secret room fought each other, treating Zheng Fan as a dispensable existence.

Some warriors wanted to kill Zheng Fan, but before they could do anything, someone rushed up from behind and started fighting with him.

Zheng Fan looked at the scene of these people fighting, with a calm expression, and walked towards the position where the Longmen order was placed.

The huge monitor above the secret room shows every move in the secret room clearly.

They saw their masters fighting, but no one paid any attention to Zheng Fan, and let him walk towards the position of the leader, not to mention feeling very depressed.

If it wasn't for the fact that everyone in the secret room couldn't hear them, they would have shouted loudly, telling them to stop beating and kill the young man first.

Otherwise, what's the point of them working so hard?

At first, Shi Potian was very worried that Zheng Fan would be directly crushed to death by various strong men inside just after he entered.

Now seeing that Zheng Fan didn't make a move, and didn't encounter any obstacles, he went directly in the direction of the leader.

His original nervousness disappeared a lot, and a smile appeared on his face.

Lan Youming was very excited in his heart, as long as Zheng Fan got the Longmen Order, then the Zhao family would not be able to continue with the Spring and Autumn Dream of being the leader of Tianchuan Province.

Lan Xin has been carefully watching Zheng Fan's actions in the secret room.

Seeing Zheng Fan's indifferent expression, she was even more nervous than Zheng Fan.

After all, the battle in the secret room is too cruel, if you are not careful, you will die in it.

Ma Jiawei saw that the boy brought by Shi Potian was so unlucky, he said strangely: "Shi Potian, I didn't expect you to have a good eye this time."

"I actually found a little transparency to make everyone ignore his existence."

After Ma Jiawei finished speaking, all the dignitaries around him burst into laughter.

They were in a bad mood, why were their master fighters fighting desperately, and some of them had even been killed.

Zheng Fan didn't have to do anything, and he could get closer and closer to the leader in peace.

Listening to Ma Jiawei's ridicule of Shi Potian now, I feel so happy in my heart.

With an indifferent face, Chen Xin watched Zheng Fan getting closer to the leader on the monitor.

There was a sneer on his indifferent face, and he was not at all worried that Zheng Fan would be able to get the leading order smoothly.

Even if he got it, so what, everything is under Chen Xin's control, no one can take it away.

Zheng Fan was walking in the dark alley in the secret room, walking slowly towards the front.

He is not worried at all about someone suddenly appearing behind him and killing him.

After Zheng Fan walked for a while, a gust of wind blew away his bangs.

A cold voice came from the front of the secret room, "Boy, you are lucky to be able to come here."

Hearing this cold voice, Zheng Fan looked forward. A frail woman blocked the way ahead, staring at Zheng Fan indifferently.

Zheng Fan listened to the woman's voice, and said in a cold tone, "Don't get in the way."

"Boy, you are really arrogant." The woman said in a cold voice, holding two very short daggers with a cold light in both hands, and looked at Zheng Fan with a playful look.

Everyone outside the hotel lobby saw this scene through the monitor, and most of them had smiles on their faces.

They were worried at first that the masters they brought were all busy fighting, and the fruits of victory would be taken away by Zheng Fan.

Unexpectedly, there is a delicate and beautiful girl on this path, holding a sharp dagger, waiting for Zheng Fan to arrive.

Moreover, they recognized the identity of this delicate beauty as a master of the Zheng family who had achieved a small achievement in the Mysterious Transformation Realm, named Chen Ying.

She was not on the list of Longshuo masters, but no one dared to underestimate her strength.

They thought that Zheng Fan was really going to die this time, his luck had run out, and there was absolutely no hope of surviving.

When Chen Xin saw the delicate woman who suddenly appeared, his expression was stiff.

He had been looking at the display screen just now, and he didn't know when Chen Ying came there. It can be seen that his speed and agility are not comparable to that of ordinary grandmasters.

After all, Shi Potian is also a big shot in Nanjian City. When he saw Chen Ying, he immediately recognized her identity.

His face was pale, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead, thinking that he was done for this time.

That is the martial artist of the Zheng family, the Zheng family of Yunzhou, the well-known Zheng family in Longshuo.

The warriors who come out of it are known as the elites among the elites, and when they meet warriors of the same level, they are generally crushed.

Even Zhu Siwu, who is ranked 81 on the grandmaster list, has very little chance of winning.

After all, most of the Grandmasters of the Zheng family will not be ranked, but cultivated as hidden killers.

Most people only know that they are strong, but they don't know how strong they are.

(End of this chapter)