Master of Beasts

Three white figures ran across the street in anger and embarrassment, and the old man surnamed Song followed closely behind with a livid face. This funny scene, even after many years, was remembered by the people of Guyang City. People talk about it.

With Mu Yin guarding the family, Henry Zhang was obviously relieved. After everything was arranged, he took advantage of the night to sit on Yu Bingdie's broad back, plundered into the air, and then headed towards the direction of Snow Wind City. , flew away.

The distant mountains and the land are covered in white like crane feathers, looking down from the sky, it looks like a sea with silvery waves.

"call!"

The cold wind was blowing, Henry Zhang's black hair was slightly messy, and his eyes were narrowed accordingly, while Chi Yan was hiding inside Henry Zhang's clothes, only revealing a small fluffy head, looking at it with great interest around.

His eyes flickered slightly, Henry Zhang suddenly puffed up his chest, and a loud shout suddenly resounded, and under the wrap of spiritual power, it spread in all directions.

"Snow Wind City, I, Henry Zhang, am here!"

Standing up with excitement, Henry Zhang stood on Yu Bingdie's back, with a slight arc hanging from the corner of his mouth. He always maintained a strong sense of anticipation for the most prosperous city in the Xueyue Empire.

Here, perhaps, will be a huge turning point in his life.

"Goodbye, Guyang City."

Turning his head slightly, Henry Zhang looked at the town like a black spot, his face was a little melancholy, and he didn't know when he would return to this small town where he had lived for so long.

"call!"

Chi Yan, whose claws rested on Henry Zhang's collar, raised his head, and exhaled playfully. Suddenly, white air mixed with light snowflakes blew up, making the latter's neck itchy slightly .

"Don't make trouble."

Sitting down, Henry Zhang rubbed Chi Yan's head dumbfoundingly, and immediately took out the empty boundary stone of the old man surnamed Song with great interest. As for the imprint of spiritual power on it, it didn't take much effort. break open.

"First-grade elixir, dark-attribute spirit crystals, high-ranking general-level spirit dolls..."

As the spiritual consciousness gradually swept through it, Henry Zhang murmured, and after a long while, his eyes suddenly brightened: "Is this...wood attribute spiritual art?"

A joyful voice sounded, and in Henry Zhang's hand, a book glowing with light green fluorescence appeared, and a faint fluctuation emanated from it.

"Divine magic grass."

Henry Zhang's eyes quickly drifted across the books, and a burst of joy also surged out in his heart.

Strange magic grass, wood attribute spiritual art, can use spiritual power to condense a piece of pitch-black magic grass in a short period of time, disrupting the vision of the opponent's spirit beast, so as to take advantage of its unpreparedness and complete a swift blow.

With a chuckle, the strange magic grass spiritual art book in Henry Zhang's palm suddenly turned into countless tiny bright spots of light and fell into his mind.

Although there is a spiritual art called vine entanglement in his empty boundary stone, he does not intend to practice it. After all, the vine entanglement displayed by his level of spiritual power is undoubtedly inferior to the vines of Kong Lingluo. Too much, and the spiritual power consumed is far more than the latter.

For this tasteless spiritual art, Henry Zhang has always abandoned it like a shoe.

As for the effect of this strange magic grass, it is obviously very suitable for his appetite. No matter which spirit beast it cooperates with, it will definitely achieve unexpected results.

Therefore, in the next few days, apart from looking for a cave to rest at night, Henry Zhang has been practicing this strange magic grass spirit on the back of Yubingdie all the time.

Compared with the painful training process of Beng Yan Zhang, this strange magic grass spirit is undoubtedly too gentle, but the degree of difficulty is far better than the former, so that after three days, Henry Zhang can only condense ten feet A wide range of pitch-black magic grass.

"Fortunately, I'm on my way, otherwise I really don't have time to practice new spiritual skills."

Sitting on Yu Bingdie's back, Henry Zhang bit an orange-red spiritual fruit, and looked into the distance helplessly. After a while, a faint smile of joy suddenly rose from the corner of his mouth.

In the distance, a majestic and huge city gate stands majestically,

The densely packed figures surged like ants in it, and even if they were far away, the bustling noise could be vaguely heard.

Snow Wind City, here we come!

"Wow!"

Like a light blue streamer, Yu Bingdie fell straight down, and immediately closed its wings slightly, Henry Zhang and Chi Yan immediately slid down from its back and landed firmly on the ground.

A few figures walked past Henry Zhang, they glanced at Henry Zhang in surprise, then withdrew their gazes and moved on.

Every day, countless spiritual masters come and go in and out of Snow Wind City, but no matter how powerful a Spirit Master is, they dare not fly over Snow Wind City, because that would be considered a provocation to the royal family. People, without exception, will be mercilessly attacked by the city army.

"So strong."

Looking around with his dark eyes, Henry Zhang felt a slight shock in his heart. Most of those who walked by him had the strength of a spiritual master, and only a few of them were in the spiritual master stage.

Healers, who are rare in Guyang City, are obviously the ones who walk all over the street here, and he even saw a fourth-order spirit master just after he walked not far away.

As for the Spiritual Vanguard, he didn't see a single one of them all the way. After all, that kind of existence usually wouldn't show up easily in Snow Wind City and its surroundings.

"Speaking of which, apart from a few people from the Emperor Jue Sect, I have never seen a strong man from the Empire."

Henry Zhang looked up at the city gate, with the domineering words Fengxuecheng, with a faint smile on his face, hoping that life in this prosperous ancient city would not be so boring.

"stop!"

The moment Henry Zhang was about to step into the city gate, a soldier suddenly raised his spear and stopped him with a cold expression.

"Why?" Henry Zhang's heart moved, this could not be from the Bai family, could it be that his appearance has already spread in Fengxue City?

"People who enter for the first time need to be checked."

The soldier walked over with a blank face, and immediately spread his palms. In his palm, lay a pitch-black beetle. The beetle stared at Henry Zhang's black eyes. Between the thin wings, there is a clear round mirror.

"What is this?" Henry Zhang looked at the beetle curiously and asked.

"Gold spirit worms can smell strange scents."

The tone of the soldier was still indifferent: "From now on, your appearance will be recorded. If you make trouble in the city, you will be labeled as unwelcome. If you do too many times, you will not be allowed to take half a step in eternal life."

Hearing the soldier's explanation, Henry Zhang was a little ashamed, he was really too sensitive, and yes, although the Bai family is very powerful, in this Snow Wind City, they still can't cover the sky with one hand, perhaps, even now that he has arrived, he can't No one knows.

"Oh, I really take myself too seriously."

Twitching the corner of his mouth resentfully, Henry Zhang stepped into the Snow Wind City, facing the snow in the sun, looking around the lively crowd, and smiling slightly.

From now on, let me see the splendor of this prosperous ancient city.