Transcending Tribulation Immortal Venerable

Chapter 851

Jia Mengling looked at the supernatural powers that stopped half a meter away from her.

She could even clearly feel the scorching flames and icy breath flowing from various supernatural powers, as well as the sounds of various electrical currents.

When Jia Mengling was surprised, she saw the magical power not far away from her, trembling for a moment, like a shooting star, bombarding towards the caster's location.

"No, no."

"We were wrong, we were wrong."

"Before I didn't know Mount Tai, I hope the little brother will not blame him."

The cultivators on the Wushuang City Wall knew Zheng Fan's terrifying strength after seeing Zheng Fan's methods.

How dare they provoke Zheng Fan, now they only want to let Zheng Fan spare their lives.

Zheng Fan listened to the words of the immortal cultivator on the Wushuang city wall, his face was cold, and he didn't intend to stop.

Since you want to kill yourself, you must be aware of death.

Rumble.

Rumble.

The sound of explosions rose and fell.

The immortal cultivators who had performed supernatural powers on Zheng Fan earlier had their limbs broken and bloody.

The rest of the immortal cultivators looked at the scene in front of them with cold sweat on their foreheads, and secretly rejoiced in their hearts that they hadn't done anything to Zheng Fan before.

Otherwise, these bloody companions will be their end.

Zheng Fan didn't even bother to take a look, and went straight to the direction of the teleportation array in Wushuang City.

The three-tailed demon fox followed Zheng Fan's feet like a pet, walking slowly with its head down.

Jia Mengling turned her head and glanced at the miserable appearance of the immortal cultivators on the city wall, without any sympathy at all.

All of them are self-inflicted.

If Zheng Fan hadn't been attacked, would there have been such a pitiful ending?
Jia Mengling looked at the direction of the street where Zheng Fan was walking, and asked, "Little brother, are you going to teleport the magic circle?"

"En." Zheng Fan said lightly.

"The teleportation circle has been used by the elders of the Tianxingmen before, and now it will take five years to activate it again." Jia Mengling whispered.

Zheng Fan listened to Jia Mengling's words, and said calmly, "Is there any transmission magic circle material in the city?"

"Yes." Although Jia Mengling didn't know what Zheng Fan was going to do, she still said truthfully.

"Take me to get it." Zheng Fan said flatly.

"Okay." Jia Mengling didn't know what Zheng Fan was going to do.

Since he let himself do it, he did it himself.

In today's Tang Mansion, there is not a single guarded house slave outside the gate.

Against the backdrop of the empty streets, the atmosphere is even more eerie.

When Jia Mengling walked back to the Tang Mansion, she found that the gate of the Tang Mansion was locked tightly.

Jia Mengling stretched out her hand and patted it lightly twice, making a thumping sound.

The servants in the Tang Mansion trembled violently when they heard the sound of the gate.

They are very afraid that monsters from outside the city will enter the city, and now they start to treat them as delicious food.

Jia Mengling waited for a while, but still no one opened the door.

She coughed twice and said, "The monster hasn't entered the city, so open the door."

The servants of the Tang family heard Jia Mengling's voice, but they didn't plan to get up and open the door.

Now that monsters outside Wushuang City are attacking the city, the ancestors in the Tang Mansion ordered them to close the gate tightly to prevent the monsters from breaking into the city and treating them as food.

As long as the monsters are full and leave Wushuang City, everyone in the Tang Mansion will live in peace.

"Ma'am, the master has strictly ordered you not to open the door." A servant of the Tang family said in a low voice.

"I'm from the Tang Mansion, so I'm not allowed to open the door?"

"Master said, no matter who it is." The servant replied tremblingly.

Seeing this, Jia Mengling said solemnly: "Is the Tang Mansion in charge now or is the master in charge? Just close the door if the master tells you to close it?"

The old ancestor of the Tang Mansion has been out of charge for more than ten years.

Everything in the Tang Mansion was first handed over to Mrs. Jia Mengling to take care of it.

After Jia Mengling's husband died, Jia Mengling took over the management.

As for the ancestors of the Tang Mansion, they have always enjoyed the blessings in the Tang Mansion without doing anything.

"Madam, I'm sorry, we can't do anything about it." The house slave was determined not to open the door.

They didn't want to open the door, if the monster wandered behind Jia Mengling, wouldn't they die together.

Zheng Fan looked indifferent, listening to the words of Jia Mengling and the servants of the Tang family.

He came to the gate of the Tang Mansion and pushed lightly with his right hand.

crunch.

crunch.

Centered on Zheng Fan's palm, the gate of the Tang Mansion continued to shatter, and then turned into sawdust all over the sky.

The servants in the Tang Mansion looked at what Zheng Fan had done, and asked with an ugly expression, "What do you want?"

"I warn you, even if the elders of the Tianxingmen dote on you, you must not act recklessly."

The house slaves in the Tang Mansion were very afraid that the young man in white would kill him if he smashed the door in front of him.

Zheng Fan ignored the words of the servants of the Tang family, looked at Jia Mengling and said, "Go get the materials."

"En." Jia Mengling responded softly, and walked towards the warehouse where rare materials were stored in the Tang residence.

At this moment, a rich old man with white hair and dressed in precious silk came out from the hall of the Tang Mansion, with his hands behind his back, his face was gloomy, he looked at Jia Mengling and said, "What do you want?"

"Get some materials." Jia Mengling said truthfully.

"Materials?" Tang Dafu said with a chuckle, "Who allowed you to take it without my consent?"

"I've been taking care of this house for several years, so I don't need your consent for such a small matter." Jia Mengling didn't like her father-in-law at all.

Tang Dafu looked at Zheng Fan with sharp eyes, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, "It seems that you have someone you like, and you are going to empty out my Tang Mansion."

He always believed that his son's death was due to Jia Mengling's fate.

Otherwise, with his son's physique, how could he die so early.

"I'm not the kind of person you said." After Jia Mengling said this, she stopped looking at Tang Dafu and walked straight to the warehouse where the rare materials were stored.

How could Tang Dafu allow Jia Mengling to go? He immediately stretched out his right hand, pressed heavily on Jia Mengling's shoulder, and threw it hard.

Jia Mengling was just an ordinary person, but Tang Dafu suddenly grabbed her shoulders, and her body flew upside down wherever she could stop it.

Zheng Fan looked at Tang Dafu's behavior with a hint of anger on his face.

Everything Tang Dafu did was very similar to Zheng Fan's former father.

If it wasn't for his own fate, he would have been killed by his father long ago.

Zheng Fan didn't stop at all, and with a flash of his figure, he hugged Jia Mengling in his arms.

Tang Dafu looked at Zheng Fan's behavior, his eyebrows twitched wildly, and he said angrily: "Boy, you are so brave. This is the Tang Mansion, not a place where you can run wild."

He knew Zheng Fan's performance in the Redwood Pagoda, and he also knew that the elders of Tianxingmen liked this kid very much.

It's just that today's star gate elder has left, leaving him here alone.

Even if he was killed, how would the elders of the Tianxingmen know who killed him.

"You are looking for death." Zheng Fan said in a cold tone.

Hearing Zheng Fan's words, Tang Dafu suddenly felt a chill rushing from the soles of his feet to his whole body, making his legs tremble.

"Kill him, kill him!" Tang Dafu was terrified, opened his mouth and shouted, ordering the strong cultivators in Tang Mansion to deal with Zheng Fan.

Ye Qingcheng and Wei Kang inside the mahogany pagoda are, after all, immortal cultivators in the golden core realm.

It was easy to be killed by Zheng Fan, but the immortal cultivators in the Tang Mansion were all experts in the realm of transforming gods.

He didn't believe in evil, so many experts in the realm of transforming gods attacked Zheng Fan together.

With Zheng Fan's strength, it's hard to be able to make waves.

(End of this chapter)