Transcending Tribulation Immortal Venerable

Chapter 775 Little Warning
The old man in black robe looked at what happened before his eyes, his eyes were full of horror.

He couldn't believe that his strongest ultimate move would be directly swallowed by a flood dragon in the early stage of Nascent Soul Realm.

"Separate." Jiaolong Xiaohei burped after eating the basketball-sized black energy body, obviously eating the black-robed old man's killing move as food.

Hearing Jiaolong Xiaohei's voice, the old man in black robe felt that he had been humiliated.

A light blue scimitar appeared in his hand, and he said ferociously, "I'll let you eat it!"

While speaking, the figure of the man in black robe disappeared in place like a ghost.

When it reappeared, it had already come to Jiaolong Xiaohei's side, the light blue scimitar in his hand gleamed with icy light, stabbing fiercely towards its stomach.

Once stabbed, the black-robed old man believed in his heart that Jiaolong Xiaohei's life would definitely be given here, and he would have no chance to survive.

Clang clang!
The light blue scimitar in the black-robed old man's hand was shining with icy blue light. When it pierced the body of Jiaolong Xiaohei, it seemed to hit the solid metal, and countless sparks burst out.

"How is this possible!" The old man in black robe saw this scene, as if he had seen a ghost, his eyes were wide open, and they were about to fall out of their sockets.

Not waiting for how long the black-robed old man was shocked, Jiaolong Xiaohei opened his mouth and let out a dragon chant, which made the black-robed old man's soul tremble.

It seemed as if he was about to be shaken out of his wits by this dragon chant.

In front of Jiaolong Xiaohei, the old man in black robe was like a three-year-old child facing an adult.

There is no chance of resistance at all.

Zheng Fan looked at the black-robed old man with astonished eyes, and disappeared from the spot in a flash.

When it reappeared, it had already appeared in front of the black-robed old man, with his right hand grabbing the black-robed old man's neck.

"Woooooooo." The black-robed old man's neck was strangled by Zheng Fan, and he couldn't even speak clearly, so he could only make a whimpering sound to resist.

Zheng Fan looked indifferent, looked at the black-robed old man, and said in a cold tone: "Say, which dog sent you to kill me."

When speaking, Zheng Fan relaxed his hands a little, giving the old man in black a chance to speak.

The face of the black-robed old man turned red, and he panted, "My master, my master is not a dog."

"Huh?" Zheng Fan frowned slightly, and the strength in his hands increased again, pinching the neck of the black-robed old man, his face turned pale from the pain, and he made a whining sound again.

It's not that the black-robed old man can't bear the pain, but Zheng Fan's strength is too great, and he has a little strange power.

It made him seem to have encountered some kind of cruel punishment, and he couldn't do it even if he wanted to commit suicide.

"This kind of torture is just the beginning. If you don't say anything, the subsequent torture will be even more uncomfortable." Zheng Fan said indifferently, and motioned for the black-robed old man to explain quickly.

Originally, the old man in black robe would rather die than speak, but now he doesn't have the courage at all.

The inhuman torture was not only painful for his body, but also for his soul.

He didn't want to endure this kind of torture, and gave up struggling, "I said... my master is the ancestor of Tiangong."

When the old man in black robe talked about the ancestor of Tiangong, his eyes were flickering with fanaticism.

It seems that the ancestor of Tiangong is the most powerful figure in this universe.

"Why did he kill me?" Zheng Fan stared at the old man in black with indifferent eyes and asked sharply.

The black-robed old man swallowed, and whispered: "Because the whole universe is now spreading, you have the supreme treasure of the earth."

After he finished speaking, he paused and said, "My master wants the supreme treasure of the earth."

After the old man in black robe finished speaking these words to Zheng Fan, he persuaded Zheng Fan, "Boy, I advise you to give the supreme treasure of the earth to my master as soon as possible. With your strength, you can't bear such a treasure."

Zheng Fan listened to the words of the old man in black robe, his expression was still indifferent, "Where is the ancestor of Tiangong now? What realm?"

He wanted to know where the master of the black-robed old man was and what state he was in.

With his current state, can he kill him?

The old man in black robe listened to Zheng Fan's question, ignored the pain in his body, and said with a smile: "My master is one of the most powerful people in the realm of refining the void, and now he has come outside the earth."

After he finished speaking, his expression suddenly became agitated, and he shouted loudly: "Master, master, save me."

While speaking, a vague phantom appeared in the void.

The blurred and phantom body couldn't be seen clearly, and the voice said gloomyly: "Zheng Fan, let the old man and slave go, otherwise you will regret it for the rest of your life."

Zheng Fan heard the fuzzy shadow, hehe said: "You let it go, what the hell are you?"

While speaking, Zheng Fan increased his strength in his hands, and with a click sound, the body of the black-robed old man exploded, and bright red blood splashed everywhere.

Fuzzy Xuying watched Zheng Fan kill his servant unexpectedly, furious in his heart.

He didn't care about the life and death of the black-robed old man at all, but Zheng Fan knew that the black-robed old man was his slave, so he dared to kill him in front of him.

For the ancestors of Tiangong, this is simply a kind of humiliation. If it is spread to the starry universe, how will they stand up in the future.

"You..." The ancestor of Tiangong was so angry that he didn't know how to reprimand Zheng Fan.

Zheng Fan listened to the words of the ancestor of Tiangong, and said coldly: "This is just the beginning, and it will be your turn to go on the road soon."

"It's my turn to go on the road?" The ancestor of Tiangong laughed as if he had heard the most ridiculous joke in the world: "Boy, you are probably making me laugh."

The ancestor of Tiangong felt that Zheng Fan must be stupid. An immortal cultivator in the realm of transforming gods would dare to challenge a strong man in the realm of refining emptiness.

Could it be that he thought that immortal cultivators in the Void Refining Realm would be easy to kill?
You must know that every other great realm is like thousands of mountains and rivers. Except for a few heavenly monsters, such existences have almost never appeared in the history of the universe.

The ancestor of Tiangong didn't believe that with the strength of Zheng Fan, a native of the earth, he could fight across levels.

"Boy, if you insult me ​​today, I will give you a little warning." After Tiangong Patriarch said these words, the blurry shadow disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, a huge black palm print appeared in the blue sky.

The palm print was so big that it covered the entire sky, and with overwhelming pressure, it fell hard towards Zheng Fan's position.

Heijiao, Jiaolong and Xiaohei watched the big black handprints covering the sky and sun falling towards them, panicking in their hearts.

They could feel that the terrifying aura in this black handprint, even if they had reached the realm of Void Refining, they might not be their opponents.

"Master, let's go." Hei Jiao looked panic-stricken, hoping that Zheng Fan would leave quickly.

Jiaolong Xiaohei spit out words at this time, looked at Zheng Fan and said: "Master, the death energy contained in this handprint is too heavy, even a strong man of the same realm cannot easily accept it, you should go."

(End of this chapter)