Transcending Tribulation Immortal Venerable

Chapter 587 Counterattack
Ji Potian sneered at the corner of his mouth, looking at the dense lightning that poured down like raindrops.

With a light wave of his right hand, a slap-sized bronze mirror appeared in the palm of his hand.

The moment the quaint bronze mirror appeared, it floated above Ji Potian's head, emitting a black light.

When the bloody lightning was about to strike Ji Potian, they were all stopped by the movement of black light, and disappeared without a sound, without causing any harm to Ji Potian.

The three black energy balls released by Ji Potian had already rushed towards Zheng Fan.

Zheng Fan reached out and pressed towards the void, and shouted sharply, "Vajra Palm."

As soon as the words fell, a golden palm print with a size of more than [-] meters emerged, and with a majestic aura, it slammed into the three black energy balls.

Rumble.

After the three black energy balls collided with the Vajra Palm, a loud buzzing sound erupted, distorting the void.

"Boy, there are quite a lot of tricks." Ji Potian sneered, not paying attention to Zheng Fan, and the quaint bronze mirror above his head shot a black beam of light into the void.

After the black beam of light shot into the void, a black cloud appeared.

In the dark clouds, dense black lightning intertwined like spider webs, carrying a terrifying aura.

Zheng Fan looked at the quaint bronze mirror above Ji Potian's head glowing with black light, and knew that this bronze mirror could absorb other people's spells and counterattack back to the caster.

He stopped using spells, and when dense black lightning poured down, he took out the crystal coffin from the colorful gourd.

When the black lightning hit the crystal coffin, it made a slight sound like rain falling on the street.

As for the crystal coffin, it was intact without any scars.

Ji Potian looked at the crystal coffin displayed by Zheng Fan with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

He once read descriptions about crystal coffins in ancient books.

It is known that the crystal coffin is a magic weapon refined by a powerful refiner thousands of years ago.

Originally, Ji Potian thought it was just a legend, but today he did not expect that there really is a crystal coffin in the world.

Thinking of this, Ji Potian laughed loudly, as if he had heard the best news in the world.

Because of the existence of the crystal coffin, it proves that there is still a realm above the realm of the real person of Shufa.

As long as he breaks through the Realm Realm of Jufa, his lifespan will be extended and he won't just die.

"Boy, where did this come from?" Ji Potian looked excited, as if a child had seen delicious food.

Zheng Fan looked at Ji Potian's reaction, and said coldly: "Why should I tell you? '

He and Ji Potian have an endless relationship, so it is impossible to tell Ji Potian.

"It doesn't matter if you don't say anything, your soul will be extracted later, and your memory will be mine." Ji Potian showed a ferocious smile, and launched an offensive against Zheng Fan again.

Black energy balls shot towards Zheng Fan one after another.

The moment Ji Potian released the black energy ball, the two black phantoms did not stop, and slowly cast the spell.

Not much later, where Zheng Fan was, a bottomless black hole appeared in all directions.

The moment the black hole appeared, it was pulling Zheng Fan, wanting to absorb Zheng Fan into the black hole.

Ji Potian watched all this, and the ferocious smile on his face became more terrifying.

He knew that Zheng Fan was doomed.

Now all he has to do is wait for Zheng Fan's body to be pulled by the black hole, and finally end up like five horses dismembering his body.

Although Ji Potian thought Zheng Fan was dead, he didn't wait.

He is very excited now, he just wants to kill Zheng Fan as soon as possible, and extract the memory he wants from his soul.

call out!
Ji Potian turned into a stream of black light, appeared in front of Zheng Fan, swung his fist like a dead tree, and punched Zheng Fan.

Zheng Fan watched Ji Potian come to him, sneered and said: "I still want to play with you, since you are so anxious to die, I will help you."

After the words fell, Ji Potian felt a terrible breath permeating in his heart.

He hastily withdrew his fist and flew out.

Zheng Fan looked at Ji Potian's figure and stretched out his hands to grab his hands.

"Ah!" The moment Ji Potian's hands were caught by Zheng Fan, he let out a mournful cry.

He exerted all his strength to break free.

However, he found that his hands were as deep in the mire, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free.

"You!" Ji Potian thought Zheng Fan was a magician at first, so he attacked melee.

Unexpectedly, Zheng Fan's close body strength is also so powerful, and he is not a pure magician at all.

"Stop talking nonsense, go to hell." Zheng Fan pulled his hands hard, and there was a tearing sound.

Ji Potian's arms were pulled off and thrown into the black hole, the blood from the severed arms flowed down like a spring.

Ji Potian was anxious, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

He wanted to use the quaint bronze mirror above his head, but found that Zheng Fan didn't perform any spells at all.

Only relying on the strength of the physical body, the bronze mirror can't absorb the counterattack at all.

Just when Ji Potian was terrified, Zheng Fan stretched out his bloody hands again, and grabbed Ji Potian's legs.

With a sound of tearing, Zheng Fan tore Ji Potian's legs off again, and threw them into the black hole. Ferocious, his face was pale, and there was no blood in sight.

"I'm going to kill you!" Ji Potian said fiercely, roaring at Zheng Fan like a ghost with a physical body.

He wanted to let his two phantoms kill Zheng Fan, but the two phantoms seemed to be disconnected from him, they were no longer a part of him, and they couldn't attack at all.

Ji Potian was horrified, not knowing what was going on.

Why did my own black phantom lose contact with me.

Zheng Fan was indifferent to Ji Potian's roar, pressed Ji Potian's body on the ground, waved the huge crystal coffin, and threw it at Ji Potian's body.

Rumble.

Rumble.

Rumble.

Every time the crystal coffin hits, the ground shakes violently.

Under the bombardment of the crystal coffin, Ji Potian's body turned into a ball of mud.

Ji Potian's black phantom turned into a cloud of black mist and disappeared after Ji Potian turned into a fleshy paste.

After Ji Potian was crushed to death.

The palaces and pavilions covered with a layer of frost in the Lingxu Gate all melted away.

The scenery in the secret realm recovered again, and the rich spiritual power circulated in the secret realm again.

Zheng Fan looked at Ji Potian's corpse, which was as big as a palm, lying quietly on the ground beside the muddy Ji Potian's body.

Zheng Fan scratched lightly towards the void, and the quaint bronze mirror slowly floated into the air and flew into Zheng Fan's palm.

The moment Zheng Fan held the bronze mirror, he immediately understood the beauty of the bronze mirror.

This bronze mirror is not invincible, it's just that the moves Zheng Fan used earlier were not powerful enough to destroy it directly for the time being.

If the power of the spell was stronger, the bronze mirror would disintegrate.

Even so, Zheng Fan still felt that the bronze mirror had a magical effect, so he threw it into the colorful gourd, took the crystal coffin back, turned his body into a white light, and searched the palaces and pavilions in the secret realm.

Loot all the valuable items from Lingxumen into the colorful gourd.

(End of this chapter)