The Lone Walker

As soon as the Black Dragon surfaced, it was hit by the Xuantian Ding driven by Chen Fan. It was immediately furious and let out a series of dragon roars.

The huge dragon eye stared angrily at the Xuantian Ding that was circling in the sky and shining brightly. At this time, the Xuantian Ding was spinning and quickly shrinking, flying towards Chen Fan, and the Xuantian Ding was in his hand.

Chen Fan stood with his hands behind his back, staring down at the female dragon...

"Human, why are you disturbing my sweet dreams..." The black dragon spoke in human language. Although his cultivation was not as good as the three-headed dragon of the East China Sea, he had extraordinary wisdom.

From the moment when the Xuantian Ding hit its head just now, it knew that the person who came was stronger than it, but it was born and raised in Tianchi, and was here with all the advantages, so it might not be afraid of Chen Fan.

However, from birth to now, Xuan Jiao has never fought with anyone, just because it does not like fighting. Therefore, it can hold back its anger even when provoked by Chen Fan. As the king of monsters, such a situation is rare.

At this time, it discovered Chen Fan standing in the void, so it began to ask.

However, when its eyes looked at Chen Fan, for some reason, it felt weak all over, as if this person had some kind of natural suppression on it, which made it confused and puzzled.

"Submit to me or die..." Chen Fan decided to scare the female dragon, so he said.

"Arrogant... Roar..." Upon hearing this, Xuan Jiao was immediately furious. A deafening roar was heard, causing waves of sound to ripple in the void.

Then the black dragon dived into the water...

Chen Fan stood above the Tianchi Lake in Changbai Mountain. His gaze passed through the shimmering water and into the darkness deep inside.

He took a deep breath, feeling the spiritual energy and the faint moisture in the air.

He knew that this was a sign that the Black Dragon was preparing to attack...

Suddenly, the water surface churned violently, and a huge black dragon jumped out of the water.

Its eyes flashed with a bewitching light, its body was covered with thick scales, and it exuded a powerful aura.

Chen Fan moved and went forward to meet them. He had never used Xuantian Pagoda and Xuantian Cauldron to fight the enemy directly. Since he had already broken through to the True Immortal, the Human Emperor Art in his body had also been slightly accomplished, and he could already condense the fourth golden dragon.

This golden dragon had a strong suppressing effect on the black dragon, so Chen Fan did not use it. Instead, he used magic to fight it. After several rounds, Chen Fan gradually figured out the opponent's moves.

He discovered that although this black dragon was powerful, it seemed a bit clumsy in battle. After all, it was just a product of the revival of spiritual energy and did not have any profound spells or skills.

Its attack method is too monotonous and lacks variety.

So, Chen Fan began to change his body movements and attack methods, sometimes moving like lightning, sometimes pouring down like a storm.

Each of his attacks accurately hit the Black Dragon's vital points, making it unable to fight back.

Suddenly, his figure disappeared from the spot like a ghost, and then appeared beside Xuan Jiao.

He punched it into the water, and looking at the huge waves rising on the lake, Chen Fan smiled and said, "Xuan Jiao, considering that it is not easy for you to practice and you can speak human language, if you submit to me, I will let you live."

"Delusion..." A dull voice came from the bottom of the lake, but the black dragon never showed up.

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After waiting for a while, he found that the black dragon still did not move at all. Chen Fan had no choice but to use the Xuantian Tower to subdue it. Just when Chen Fan was about to drive the Xuantian Tower...

His heart suddenly started beating very fast, making him at a loss. All of a sudden, golden light appeared on Chen Fan's chest, and the blood essence of Nuwa obtained from the world of zombies suddenly became uncontrollable and ran out of his body, followed by a dazzling white light flashing.

Chen Fan looked up and saw an extremely beautiful woman appear in the sky.

She has a slender figure, wearing a long dress that sways gently in the wind. Her long hair falls behind her like a waterfall, and the ends of her hair are inlaid with crystal gems, sparkling with charming light.

Her face was extremely beautiful, as if it was the most perfect work in the world.

Her eyes were as deep as the sea, as if she could see through Chen Fan's heart. The corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a faint smile, as if she was greeting Chen Fan.

"Saint, please accept my respects." Chen Fan bowed respectfully. Although he had never seen the Nuwa Saint's lineup, and what he saw in the Zombie World that day was just a hazy Dharma body, her aura and temperament made him feel an inexplicable sense of oppression. Moreover, the Saint's blood essence was manifested, so who else could it be but her? ?

The figure did not respond to Chen Fan, but just stood there...

"Roar……"

At this moment, the Black Dragon sensed an overwhelming pressure coming. Although it was powerful, it was full of vitality, and this energy inexplicably attracted it.

Therefore, although Xuan Jiao did not want to continue fighting with Chen Fan, he still surfaced and looked in the direction of Chen Fan with a wary look.

When it saw the true form of Nuwa's essence and blood, for some reason, its huge head sank slightly, as if in salute. Even it itself didn't know why it did so.

At this time, Nuwa's true body disappeared and turned into a drop of golden blood, which merged into Chen Fan's body. Taking this opportunity, Chen Fan refined it a little bit and instantly entered the realm of the middle stage of True Immortal...

When the black dragon saw this, it was slightly stunned, with doubts in its eyes. However, when it looked at Chen Fan again, it was as if it was looking at a fellow tribesman...

After a long time, Chen Fan had stabilized his own realm. He opened his eyes and saw that the Black Dragon had transformed into a tiny white snake with two horns on its head, circling around him.

"Xuan Jiao, I am willing to surrender and follow the master..." At this time, Xuan Jiao no longer had any hope. Chen Fan had some inexplicable restraint and attraction towards it, so he transmitted the message.

Chen Fan didn't expect the changes before and after to be so great, and it was somewhat difficult to achieve.

"What's wrong? You were so angry just now, why are you calling me master now?" Chen Fan said with a smile.

"There is an inexplicable attraction and pressure from the master that makes me unable to control myself. Moreover, I feel the breath of my relatives from the master, so..." Xuan Jiao said truthfully.

"Strange, could it really be because of Nuwa's essence and blood?" Chen Fan muttered to himself.

After all, Saint Nuwa is the emperor of the demon clan, and she has the same power as an emperor over all kinds of demons in the world, so it is not surprising that Xuan Jiao has such a feeling.

It was only then that Chen Fan looked at the black dragon carefully. It was indeed handsome. He believed that it would satisfy Qinglong.

Judging from his realm, he is already in the late Xuanxian realm. Chen Fan is happy to be able to avoid a useless fight.

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