Master of Beasts

"Cloud Splitting Gryphon, Splitting Wind Hurricane!"

The indifferent voice resounded in the empty rocky ground, and a violent hurricane suddenly swept away, and the spirit beast inside was cut to pieces by the sharp wind blade.

"Wow!"

The hurricane dissipated, and large pieces of flesh, dripping with blood, fell from the sky.

With one blow, four sixth-level high-level Nirvana-level spirit beasts died!

"Don't...don't kill me!"

Seeing that their spirit beast was killed, a deep sense of fear appeared on the faces of several people from Huangquan, and their footsteps retreated in a panic and mess.

"Shua!"

A white light flashed across, and a slender line of blood slowly spread across the throats of several people.

"Buzz!"

The sharp cloud disk was spinning rapidly under his palm, and the indifferent young man looked at the fallen people without any emotion in his eyes.

Jing Yun, the seventh-level spiritual rebirth.

This strength, in the fifth peak, is second to none.

"These days, what kind of ants really dare to plot against us." Song Wan'er looked at the corpses of the ghost domain people, her lips curled slightly, revealing a faint joke.

Almost everyone in the fifth peak knew that this Song Wan'er was Jing Yun's female companion, so even if she had a savage personality, those who were targeted could only swallow her anger.

"So, I can only kill it." Jing Yun said expressionlessly, and the young man standing not far behind him swallowed his saliva.

"By the way, what did you just say?" Jing Yun turned around and looked at the young man with a hoarse voice.

"Hua Ping and the others were killed." The young man hastily told the whole story of the cause and effect. Of course, some embellishments were indispensable.

"That guy Hua Ping is just a dog that can only wag its head and tail. If it dies, it will die. It's important to hurry." Song Wan'er yawned lazily.

"Even if it's a dog, it's still my dog, Jing Yun. If you dare to kill my dog, you will pay with his life." The cloud disc under his palm dissipated, and a stern light suddenly flashed in Jing Yun's eyes: "They are all dead!" Why did you come back alive?"

"I...I..." The young man faltered, unable to speak for a while.

Because the fight hadn't started yet, he chose to flee.

"waste."

Jing Yun's indifferent voice fell, and a sharp cloud disk directly penetrated the young man's body, spinning in the air, and blood spattered everywhere.

"Let's go." Song Wan'er smiled: "Going a little further, you will be at Luanfeng Gorge. If you want to reach the edge of the Thirteen Peaks within two days, that is the only way to go."

Hearing this, Jing Yun's eyes narrowed slightly.

Among the Thirteen Peaks, strength comes first.

"It's just that there is a lack of candidates for Liwei. Since I, Jing Yun, have come to your door, I, Jing Yun, will accept it unceremoniously." A stern cold light flickered slightly in Jing Yun's eyes.

"Shua!"

Following Jing Yun and Song Wan'er's departure, the young man's body fell to the ground with a bang, his eyes widened, full of despair and unwillingness.

...

"There are more and more people in Huangquan."

Flying in the sky, a soft voice came from Youli's mouth.

It was okay at the beginning, but in the next half day, they encountered three waves of attacks. Although most of these people's strength was only of the sixth-order spirit, it still made people feel a little headache.

"It's all the fault of those bad old men for insisting on this kind of boring test." Xia Zhen pouted.

"It can't be said that the thirteen peaks are only a thin line away from the ghost domain. The conflicts between them have never been broken in these years. If they can't even pass the edge of the ghost domain, even if these people enter the thirteen peaks, they will have to die. For the sake." Sun Wu scratched his head.

Others are busy collecting spirit beads, but he can only collect information boringly.

Through this period of understanding, he has a clearer understanding of the situation at Thirteen Peaks than most disciples at Fifth Peak.

"That's right, Xingyun Peak is not an academy, and it won't take great pains to protect the safety of its disciples. Only those who survived countless fights,

To be qualified to be strong. " Henry Zhang nodded deeply.

fight.

This word is destined to be stained with countless blood.

"Hmph, is this also called fighting?" Xia Zhen turned his head away and snorted coldly: "The real fighting is piled up with tens of thousands of lives, even the Linghuang will fall, wait for the opportunity..."

In the middle of speaking, her mouth suddenly closed tightly, her complexion darkened.

This kind of emotion is extremely rare in her body.

Seeing this, Henry Zhang sighed secretly.

It seems that Xia Zhen, who usually doesn't care about everything, also hides many secrets.

"Shua!"

Speechless all the way, the figures of several people quickly passed through the sky.

Faintly, as he gradually approached the Thirteenth Peak, Xia Zhen's small face couldn't help becoming a little irritable, and the shadow spirit under him also accelerated its operation.

Glancing at Xia Zhen vaguely, Youli Shuiling's eyes flickered slightly, as if seeing something.

"Brother Xiao, there is a cave there." Sun Wu pointed excitedly.

At night, it is several times more dangerous than in the daytime. Even the tallest people dare not wander around the edge of the ghost domain during this time. Otherwise, besides the murderous ghost domain people, there are also elusive spirit beasts waiting for them .

If there is any carelessness, even the eighth-level spiritual rebirth will fall here.

One night passed quietly.

"and many more!"

Just when Sun Wu was about to walk out of the cave, Henry Zhang swung his arms, and his eyes stared straight ahead without blinking.

"Give me a search, I don't believe it, there is Xue Luohua, and I can't find a snow attribute healer!"

A man wearing Gumen clothing flitted in front of him, and in his outstretched palm, a snow-white flower trembled slightly.

Snow Luohua, a spirit flower that only grows under ten feet of snow, is extremely sensitive to snow attribute spiritual power. Once encountering a snow attribute spiritualist, its five flowers will quickly close together and point in the direction of the spiritualist .

"Whizzing!"

Afterwards, several people from the bone door quickly flashed past.

"Fortunately, there is Youli's magic circle, otherwise, it will be exposed." Henry Zhang smiled faintly.

He is not afraid of trouble, but hates wasting time.

After the people from the Gumen left, they flew up to the sky and continued to the direction of the Thirteen Peaks.

If there is no accident, with the speed of the few of them, they will be able to arrive safely before dark.

"In front is Luanfeng Gorge. The sky on both sides of the canyon is full of strong winds all year round. Unless you are a strong spirit king, you can only pass through the middle." Sun Wu pointed to the front.

Once upon a time, there was a Linghuang who had a strong self-reliant strength, but just as he came into contact with Gangfeng, he was twisted into a bloody mist. From then on, no one dared to question the horror of Gangfeng.

"It's finally here."

Among the scattered stone piles, Jing Yun raised his eyes slightly, and a cruel arc curled up at the corner of his mouth: "Xiao Yang, Wuyuan Spiritualist, your strength should not be weaker than Yang Ling and Yin Gong."

"I hope, you can hold on to a few more tricks under my command."

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