Transcending Tribulation Immortal Venerable

Chapter 774 My Master
Jiaolong Xiaohei slowly opened his eyes when the black lightning was about to strike him.

At this time, Xiaohei, a dragon, had jet-black streamers shining in his eyes, like two black holes, he could capture everything he saw in his eyes.

It looked calm, and it didn't have the slightest fear of the black thunder and lightning pouring down densely.

It seems that this is not lightning with terrifying destructive power, but ordinary raindrops.

Rumble.

Rumble.

The black lightning fell on Jiaolong Xiaohei's body, making dull noises.

Jiaolong Xiaohei had a ferocious expression, as if he had encountered a huge torment, he opened his bloody mouth, and kept making dragon roars one after another.

The sound of the dragon's roar was deafening, completely covering up the rumble of the black thunder and lightning.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Jiaolong Xiaohei's body was pulverized by the black lightning, like a lump of mud.

Blood flowed across his body, and his flesh was about to rot, exposing his white bones, as if he was about to die at any moment.

Zheng Fan looked at Jiaolong Xiaohei with a calm expression, "Hold on."

After he finished speaking, he didn't continue to say anything, and quietly looked at Jiaolong Xiaohei.

Hearing Zheng Fan's words, Jiaolong Xiaohei let out a weak dragon chant, his eyes brightened, and he continued to persevere, letting the ruthless black thunder and lightning wash himself.

It lasted for a full hour, and the black lightning in the void slowly disappeared.

Jiaolong Xiaohei's body was already riddled with holes, not a single piece of flesh and blood was intact, like an ancient dragon with some residual flesh on its body.

Zheng Fan looked at Jiaolong Xiaohei's current form with a slight smile on his face.

He knew that Jiaolong Xiaohei had successfully advanced to the first stage of the Nascent Soul Realm.

At this time, Jiaolong Xiaohei's dying appearance is gradually changing.

Soon, the white bones on its body began to grow tender meat at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This scene lasted for about 5 minutes, and the flesh and blood on Jiaolong Xiaohei's body had grown again.

Today's Jiaolong Xiaohei is much larger than before, more than 30 meters long, hovering in the void, making dragon chants one after another.

It is very excited now, and now it has reached the initial stage of the Nascent Soul Realm. From then on, it can leave the spirit-gathering circle and accompany Zheng Fan in battle.

Heijiao, who had been watching outside the spirit-gathering circle, watched Xiaohei, a dragon, successfully advance to the initial stage of Nascent Soul Realm, and the dragon power exuding from his body was almost the same as that of a cultivator in the realm of transforming gods.

His eyelids twitched wildly, thinking that Jiaolong Xiaohei's physique was too extraordinary and special, and it was beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Zheng Fan's expression was as calm as water, and he quickly chanted the magic formula with both hands, and he saw the spirit gathering magic circle shrinking continuously.

In the end, this spirit-gathering formation turned into a small formation the size of an adult's palm, slowly suspended in the void.

Zheng Fan looked at all this, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and looked at the palm-sized spirit gathering circle, "Let's go."

After he finished speaking, he put the spirit-gathering array into the colorful gourd, and left Gulin Mountain with Jiaolong Xiaohei and Heijiao.

Today's Gulin Mountain, after losing the Spirit Gathering Array, gradually began to produce white mist.

Outside the ancient forest mountain.

Countless residents are watching here.

The scene of black lightning pouring down densely before was too terrifying, which made the residents feel uneasy, deeply fearing that the end of the world is coming.

Now seeing the black lightning disappearing over Gulin Mountain, they all gathered around to see what happened before.

When they saw Zheng Fan coming out of the ancient forest mountain with a black dragon follower behind him and a black dragon follower above him, their faces were filled with shock and joy.

Today's Zheng Fan is the sustenance of most human beings on Earth.

As long as Zheng Fan's strength becomes stronger, they can live safely without becoming slaves of alien cultivators.

The residents near Gulin Mountain hadn't been happy for a long time, when suddenly they felt a terrifying majesty.

They are just ordinary people. Feeling this terrible coercion, they suddenly felt pale and dizzy.

Not long after, all the residents of Gulin Mountain fainted on the ground, unresponsive.

Jiaolong Xiaohei felt the majestic coercion coming, and let out a deafening dragon chant, threatening the enemies hiding in the dark.

Hei Jiao held a black sword in his hand, with a dignified expression, ready to fight at any time.

Zheng Fan looked calm, feeling the direction of the coercion, with a faint smile on his face, "Get out."

His spiritual sense is so strong that he knew where the other party was hiding the first time the pressure came.

"Hahaha." A wild laughter came from the void, and then an old man in black robe slowly appeared from the void.

He looked old, looked at Zheng Fan and said with a smile: "Boy, you are quite capable, and you can actually find out where I am."

Zheng Fan looked at the black-robed old man and said coldly, "There's so much nonsense."

He could feel that this black-robed old man had a strong hostility towards him, and if he was not careful, he would let himself die here.

Zheng Fan also didn't want to go to war directly with Moji.

Hearing Zheng Fan's words, the old man in black sighed, shook his head and said, "Boy, you can't be too arrogant, otherwise you will die a miserable death."

After he finished speaking, he said calmly, "Do you know whose order I am here?"

Zheng Fan listened to the words of the man in black robe and said with a smile, "Tell me, which dog wants to kill me."

"You..." Seeing Zheng Fan directly addressing his master as an old man, the black-robed old man turned red with anger.

He looked at Zheng Fan with a ferocious expression, and said coldly, "Since you are courting death so much, don't blame me for being rude."

While the black-robed old man was speaking, the black energy around him rolled like waves, and he stretched out his hands to kill Zheng Fan.

The moment the old man in black robe stretched out his hand, balls of black spheres the size of basketballs rushed towards Zheng Fan.

Rumble.

Rumble.

Each black sphere rushed towards Zheng Fan with trembling sounds.

A sinister smile appeared on the corner of the black-robed old man's mouth, "Don't worry, kid, I will keep your soul."

He is very confident in his moves, the current Zheng Fan is like a dead man in his eyes.

Zheng Fan listened to the words of the black-robed old man, and stood there, too lazy to move.

When the black sphere the size of a basketball was about to fall towards Zheng Fan, Jiaolong Xiaohei let out a dragon roar, followed by opening his mouth, gusts of violent wind suddenly appeared, deflecting the black energy sphere He got his bearings and flew towards Jiaolong Xiaohei's mouth.

puff.

puff.

The black sphere was like a balloon, making a popping sound, and was mercilessly swallowed by the dragon Xiaohei.

(End of this chapter)