Master of Beasts

When Chi Yan's sharp claw was less than half an inch away from Yuan Zong's throat, a blue-black ghost claw suddenly slapped and sent it flying hundreds of feet away.

Before Chi Yan's figure stabilized, that blue-black figure rushed towards him in an instant, and the sharp ghost claws went straight to its throat.

It was a ghost-like spirit beast, with blue-faced fangs, and its skin was as smooth as a fish spirit beast. A thick blue-black mist lingered around it.

"Qingming Guiyao, the sixth-level high-level Emperor Qiong!" Henry Zhang's complexion changed suddenly.

If there is no accident, Mu Ling should be the weakest among all the owners of the Jinshi Shenling Ring, but even so, he is currently unable to compete.

The gap between the second level and the sixth level is too big!

"Mu Ling, you are despicable!"

With the sound of angry reprimands, Tang Honglian quickly formed a seal, and dense fiery red light burst out from the spiritual gate in front of her, sweeping towards the Qingming ghost, and the air was slightly illusory wherever it passed.

Today's blazing red lotus is no longer what it used to be. Although it is also at the sixth level, its fluctuations are much stronger than Qingming Guiyao.

"It's late." Mu Ling grinned.

The ghost claws of the Qingming ghost shattered the condensed green flames that Chiyan had condensed hastily, and then swayed, shuttled through the tail of the attacking fire, and slapped the latter heavily on the back.

"Boom!"

Accompanied by this muffled sound, the red flame fell from the sky, and a huge pit was directly smashed out of the flat peak below, and cracks spread rapidly from the pit.

"Qingming Guiyao, rush down and make another blow." Mu Ling said with a smile.

Although he is extremely confident in the destructive power of Qingming Guiyao, it has always been his habit to make up for it after the opponent dies.

It is said that this is because he suffered a loss during an adventure.

It was precisely because of this that none of his opponents survived.

"Shua!"

The figure turned into a cloud of green smoke, dodging the incoming line of fire, Qing Ming Guiyao's right claw swelled to the size of Zhang Xu, and then slammed into the deep pit fiercely.

"Death!" Yuan Zong gritted his teeth.

The Thunder Leopard Emperor was killed, and the hatred between him and Henry Zhang was irreconcilable.

"Mu Ling, do you think my Wang Sheng is dead!"

Dazzling light suddenly swept away, and a series of light spots exploded in front of the Qingming ghost, forcing the latter to retreat with a swish.

"Sanctress!"

"Wang Sheng has made a move!"

Looking at the spirit beast in front of Wang Sheng, there was a lot of noise on the mountain.

Henry Zhang had faced this spirit beast before. At that time, in order not to cause the war to break out in advance, Xueyue Empire and Youguang Empire set up a gambling war.

The opponent's last appearance was an extremely powerful saint chanter.

Qingming Guiyao just backed away.

"Shua!"

"Shua!"

The flame-burning blazing red lotus, and the saint-singer holding the light book, immediately moved one after the other, sandwiching it in the middle, a chilling atmosphere rippling over the giant peak.

"The movements of the two of you seem a bit slow. If you were faster, perhaps that Firefox would not be photographed as a meatloaf." Mu Ling looked at Tang Honglian and Wang Sheng with a smile.

"Bang!"

The rock in the deep pit collapsed, and nine blood-stained fire tails protruded from it. Then, with a sudden force, the blood-stained red flame climbed up from below with difficulty, its head lifted, and it was full of chills. He stared at the Qingming ghost in the sky without blinking.

"Not dead?" Mu Ling was stunned for a moment, with a chill in his eyes.

There is a difference of four ranks between the second rank and the sixth rank. Even a mysterious beast would fall with hatred under such a big gap. This Firefox actually survived?

Of course he didn't know that Chi Yan, as a nine-tailed flaming fox, possessed the power of three kinds of flames at the same time.

Of course, if only relying on Sheng Lingyan, Chi Yan's recovery ability still cannot keep up with the speed of flesh and blood shattering. At the moment when the light spot exploded just now, Henry Zhang risked sending a large amount of star power to Chi Yan.

Fortunately, the explosion created by the light spot was extremely dazzling, and no one noticed his actions.

"Blazing red lotus..."

The chilling voice spread, and the angry Tang Honglian obviously wanted to start a war with Mu Ling.

"Saint Chanter, Glorious Formation!" Wang Sheng narrowed his eyes, Mu Ling was in front of him, and under the condition that he promised not to intervene in advance, he suddenly shot and severely injured Chi Yan, which seemed to be slapping him in the face.

"Both of you." Mu Ling's expression changed slightly: "Although you both are the owners of the Jinshi Shenling Ring, but the Wild Lion Palace and I have always been friends in the Ghost Valley, it is impossible for Han Mu to sit back and watch me be killed."

There was already a hint of threat in this voice.

Han Mu?

Many people shrank their pupils.

Although Han Mu only wears the Red Stone Divine Tomb Ring, he, Han Tong and Han Li were born of the same person, and the spirit beasts between them can rarely resonate, and the combat power of joining hands is not inferior to The owners of the Jinshi Shenling Ring, not long ago, they even fought against Tong Ling, and the battle ended in a draw.

Tong Ling at that time was already a sixth-order spirit emperor!

Hearing this, Wang Sheng's complexion became slightly serious.

Han Mu and the others were also very difficult for him.

"Then add me."

In the crisp voice, the magnificent fire phoenix, flapping its flaming purple flame wings, soared into the sky, completely blocking the gap behind the Qingming ghost.

Everyone froze for an instant.

Hongshuangyue, who has never been involved in all kinds of disputes, is actually helping Henry Zhang?

"Don't get me wrong, I just don't want to see my sister being bullied." Yawning lightly, Hongshuangyue looked lazy, obviously she didn't take Mu Ling into her eyes.

"Hongshuangyue, I haven't provoked you, have I?" Mu Ling looked ugly.

Hongshuangyue is slightly stronger than him and Wang Sheng.

"Isn't this nonsense, if you provoked me, can you still live well?" Hong Shuangyue looked at Mu Ling with weird eyes, the corner of the latter's mouth twitched, and his face flushed red.

"This palm, I remember it."

Stuffing a pill that restores spiritual power into Chi Yan's mouth, Henry Zhang looked at Mu Ling faintly: "However, I am more vengeful, your Qingming ghost owes me a palm, as for how much to return?" Palm, that’s not necessarily the case.”

Seeing Henry Zhang's statement, Tang Honglian and the others looked at each other, then nodded slightly, and withdrew the spirit beast.

"Henry Yang, if it weren't for them, you would have died today." Mu Ling's face was gloomy, and being threatened by a first-order spirit emperor made him feel ashamed.

"If it weren't for us, you wouldn't have the chance to speak harshly." Tang Honglian curled her lips in disdain.

"What do you mean?" Mu Ling looked at Tang Honglian.

"Didn't you hear how those elders of Xiao Leitian died?" Tang Honglian sneered, and the deeds of Henry Zhang beheading several elders of Xiao Leitian caused an uproar among the major forces. No small sensation.

After realizing it, Mu Ling was sweating all over.

Only then did he remember how dangerous the young man below was.

"Don't worry, the number of times Fan Xingmang can be used is limited, and I won't waste it on a piece of garbage that can only sneak attack."

Looking at Mu Ling whose forehead was covered with cold sweat, Henry Zhang said slowly: "After three months, I will ask you for the slap you owe me."

His face turned green and pale, Mu Ling gritted his teeth.

"I am waiting!"