Transcending Tribulation Immortal Venerable

Chapter 729 A Godlike Man
Inside the villa.

The three daughters Xu Wanqing, Xie Feifei, and Zheng Jiayi saw Zheng Fan appearing in front of him in peace.

They were very excited, and after a moment of excitement, they were very worried.

Xu Wanqing, Xie Feifei, and Zheng Jiayi all shouted, telling Zheng Fan to leave this place and not to fight the black tiger.

"Zheng Fan, you go, you are not his opponent."

"Cousin-in-law, don't worry about us, it's important to save your life."

"Brother, as long as you survive, I don't care about my sister's life."

Heihu listened to Xu Wanqing, Xie Feifei, and Zheng Jiayi's words, and said with a sinister smile: "Since he dared to appear in front of me, do you think he can escape today?"

While he was speaking, the small knife exuding black devilish energy in his hand had already stabbed Zheng Fan's heart.

"I really can't escape today." Zheng Fan said coldly, "You must confess to this place today."

As soon as the words fell, the colorful long sword in Zheng Fan's hand collided with the black knife fiercely with a colorful halo.

There was a crisp cracking sound.

The black knife was made of paper, and was easily cut off by the colorful long sword.

When Heihu saw this scene, his eyes widened, and his eyeballs were about to fall out of their sockets.

This black knife was bestowed by the eldest prince Hei Yuanhua.

It belongs to the best among god-level spiritual weapon magic weapons.

As a result, now, just after fighting against Zheng Fan, he was easily chopped into scrap iron by Zheng Fan.

"You want me to die with this trick?" Zheng Fan's voice was as cold as ten thousand years of ice.

Hei Hu listened to Zheng Fan's words, his body was covered with goose bumps, his face was pale, and cold sweat kept rolling down his forehead.

He suppressed the uneasiness and fear in his heart, looked at Zheng Fan and said, "I'm under the prince of the evil planet, you dare to kill me? When the earth's barrier formation declines again, and the prince descends on the earth, you will be very miserable."

"Even if I don't kill you, I won't end well in your eyes." Zheng Fan said in a cold tone, waving the colorful long sword in his hand, and slashed down at the black tiger.

Heihu noticed the head in Zheng Fan's hand from the corner of his eyes before the colorful long sword landed on his body.

That head is obviously an immortal cultivator from Planet Baiyu.

It's just that although the head left the body, it didn't die, and there was still a faint vitality burning.

He never expected that Zheng Fan would cut off the opponent's head.

puff!
Before Heihu could think about it, the colorful face had already been chopped off, and Heihu's head fell to the ground, rolling several times.

Zheng Fan threw aside the head of the cultivator from the white feather planet in his left hand, looked at the dragon that was about to be roasted, and took out dozens of black pills from the colorful gourd.

If it was normal, Zheng Fan would definitely not need to bring out so many pills.

It's just that now it's different from usual, the current Jiaolong Xiaohei is not only physically injured, but more importantly, his soul has also been greatly injured.

Jiaolong Xiaohei watched Zheng Fan come back safely and cut off Heihu's head, with tears rolling in his eyes, he let out a sad dragon cry.

Zheng Fan looked at Jiaolong Xiaohei, and said calmly, "It's okay, everything is over."

After he said this, he let Xiaolong Xiaohei, whose injuries were gradually improving, return to his seat in the spirit gathering circle.

Zheng Fan held the head of the immortal cultivator from the White Feather planet in his left hand and the head of the black tiger in his right hand. He soared into the sky and came to the eye area of ​​the spirit-gathering circle in Gulin Mountain, and let out a sharp shout.

With this shout, all the heads of the black tiger and white feather planet immortal cultivators were thrown into the eye of the spirit gathering circle by Zheng Fan.

When the heads of the two touched the eyes of the spirit-gathering circle, Zheng Fan tapped his fingers in the void, and two sharp white lights shot out.

Bang bang bang.

The heads of the Immortal Cultivator of the White Feather Planet and Heihu exploded, followed by their Nascent Souls.

The Nascent Soul of the two was in a dormant state before, but now that its head exploded, they woke up immediately and wanted to escape immediately.

However, Zheng Fan was here, so they had no chance to run away.

"Seal!" Zheng Fan yelled again, and then saw the heads of the black tiger and the white feather planet's immortal cultivators gradually sinking into the spirit gathering circle.

After finishing all this, Zheng Fan came to the villa and lifted the seal of the villa.

The moment Xu Wanqing, Xie Feifei, and Zheng Jiayi released the seal on the villa, they all ran out together.

Although the three girls wiped away the teardrops from the corners of their eyes, their red eyes clearly proved that they had cried a lot earlier.

Zheng Fan looked at Xu Wanqing, Xie Feifei, and Zheng Jiayi, and said softly, "I'm back now, and I won't worry you anymore."

Xie Feifei heard Zheng Fan's words, and cried softly: "Brother-in-law, Xiao Jiao is dead."

Listening to Xie Feifei's words, Xu Wanqing and Zheng Jiayi remained silent.

Although they also feel sorry for the death of the black flood dragon, but it is of no use to speak out.

Could it be that Zheng Fan is still strong enough to revive the black flood dragon?

Speaking out will only make Zheng Fan feel uncomfortable.

Zheng Fan listened to Xie Feifei's words, and said calmly: "It hasn't completely died yet."

"What!" Xu Wanqing, Xie Feifei, and Zheng Jiayi were shocked when they heard Zheng Fan's words.

You must know that the black flood dragon can't even find the bones now, so it's not that he was seriously injured.

In this case, can Zheng Fan revive the black flood dragon?
If it is really possible, then Zheng Fan is a man like a god.

Zheng Fan looked at Xu Wanqing, Xie Feifei, and Zheng Jiayi in shock, and said with a faint smile, "Not only will it live, but it will also be stronger than before."

While speaking, he circulated the spiritual power in his body, and his body glowed with bright light.

Zheng Fan raised his hand and pointed towards the void.

hum!
A light voice sounded in everyone's ears.

Followed by a white halo, it appeared on Zheng Fan's fingertips out of thin air.

At first, Xu Wanqing, Xie Feifei, and Zheng Jiayi didn't know what the white light on their fingertips was.

As the white light spot gradually dimmed, the three could see it.

The white light spot is the soul of the black flood dragon.

Now the soul of the black dragon is very dim, and it will be extinguished at any time.

Zheng Fan glanced at Heihu's body and said, "How is his physical body?"

Since it is necessary to give the black dragon a new life, it is natural for the black dragon to choose its own body.

If you are not satisfied, Zheng Fan will look for it again.

With his current strength, he can easily do it before the black dragon's soul flies away.

Hei Jiao listened to Zheng Fan's words, glanced at Hei Hu's body, and let out a small roar.

Indicating that the black tiger's head is gone, wouldn't it become a monster without people when it entered this corpse.

After hearing the roar of the black flood dragon, Zheng Fan knew that it was going to enter the black tiger's body, so he said calmly, "Don't worry, I have my own measure."

Hei Jiao had great confidence in Zheng Fan, and believed everything he said.

Since Zheng Fan has said so, he must have no worries.

Thinking of this, the soul of the black flood dragon flew towards the corpse of the black tiger without hesitation.

(End of this chapter)