Master of Beasts

Stuffing the spirit crystal into Chiyan's mouth, Henry Zhang looked at the huge Yanyue Phoenix. Although the spiritual skill of Fire Phoenix Chaoyang is already powerful, if it can be matched with the essence and blood of Fire Phoenix, its power will rise again.

"Wow!"

Blazing white flames erupted from Chiyan's mouth, enveloping the entire Yanyue Phoenix. After half a quarter of an hour, the latter's huge body disappeared, leaving only three purple blood droplets floating quietly.

The blood dripped like fire, releasing extremely terrifying high temperature, and the air nearby was faintly illusory.

"Only three drops?" Henry Zhang was speechless for a while.

The Yanyue Phoenix is ​​so huge that it only contains three drops of blood essence?

"Three drops is already pretty good." Hong Shuangyue curled her lips and said, "Counting the drop it used up before, there are four drops in total, which means the True Phoenix blood in its body is strong enough to condense so much. Like my purple fire phoenix, it can be refined to a complete drop even if it dies."

"No wonder." Henry Zhang was stunned.

With these three drops of fire phoenix blood essence, even if Chi Yan is now able to fight Mu Ling's Qing Ming ghost, it will not take three months at all.

The two spiritual power empowerments made him greatly improved, while Mu Ling, who should have received one, was correspondingly weakened, and the gap between the two instantly narrowed.

So now it seems that the so-called three-month period still overestimates Mu Ling.

Taking out a glass bottle and putting Huofeng's blood essence in it, Henry Zhang stayed for a while again, and immediately separated from Tang Honglian and Hongshuangyue.

The day when the Peerless City will be opened is getting closer and closer, and it won't be long before they will gather in it and meet again.

"Shua!"

With the departure of Henry Zhang and others, Shenhuang Mountain returned to calm again, amid the surging flames, Balrogs emerged from it, wandering aimlessly on the mountain.

In the next period of time, Henry Zhang was not idle either.

He looked around for a powerful spiritual weapon to fight, and gradually stabilized the slightly vain spiritual power of several spirit beasts due to the breakthrough.

Soon, the desolate Wushuang City ushered in the opening day.

A group of figures, like locusts all over the sky, gathered around Wushuang City, and the expressions on many people's faces were quite serious.

After entering Wushuang City, the competition will be even more intense. I don't know how many people will be buried in it because of the fragments of the sacred tomb they carry with them.

"Shua!"

Landing on the ground smoothly, Henry Zhang walked towards the majestic ancient city.

Around the ancient city, there is an ancient city. Although this ancient city has been desolate for a long time, there is a puppet left over from the Shenlingmen in it, continuing to carry out its mission.

As long as you carry specific items, you can exchange them for fragments of the mausoleum.

Although others don't know its identity, the ink master in Henry Zhang Kongjie Stone can see through it at a glance.

In the ancient city, it was bustling with people.

Henry Zhang was dressed in a black robe and slowly passed through the crowd. After a while, an old man in coarse linen clothes appeared at the end of the road.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, the old man looked indifferent, and the back of his right hand was as dry as bark.

"I have three edelweiss plants!"

"Senior, I have a hundred Sky Thunder Orbs that I can exchange!"

The few people around the old man looked respectful, apparently unaware of the secret that the old man was actually a puppet.

In their eyes, the old man was a peerless powerhouse, because a few months ago, a fifth-order spirit emperor who offended the old man and wanted to force a high price deal was killed by one of his fingers.

Since then, no one has dared to be presumptuous here.

"Wait, this puppet..." Henry Zhang, who was approaching, suddenly felt a sudden shock in his heart.

The puppet that looked like an old man actually gave him an inexplicable sense of familiarity, as if there was a certain connection between this puppet and him.

"Um?"

The coarse sackcloth trembled, a flash of light flashed in the eyes of the old man, and the back of his left hand, with the palm facing up, suddenly burst into flames.

That appearance is an ancient word...

"few……"

The old man's voice was extremely hoarse, but only one word came out,

Then there was no more sound, and the faces of the people around him all showed astonishment.

Old man, did you seem to have spoken just now?

Since entering Shenlingtian, no one has ever seen the old man speak!

"I have 200 Thunder Spirit Grass here. It stands to reason that they can be exchanged for 200,000 fragments of the sacred mausoleum." Walking in front of the old man, Henry Zhang politely stretched out his right hand, and the dense Thunder Spirit Grass floated on it.

Knowing the identity of the old man, he was just a puppet, so although Henry Zhang was polite, he was not overly respectful like other people around him.

Looking up at Henry Zhang, a deep look flashed in the old man's cloudy eyes, and then he nodded slowly, stroked the empty boundary stone on his waist, and wanted to take out the fragments of the mausoleum.

"The fragments of the divine mausoleum in this puppet sky boundary stone were all transmitted through the divine mausoleum stele. The original divine mausoleum door actually had such a complete operating system." The ink master sighed softly. Such a large handwriting, usually only Appearing in the Imperial State, I didn't expect the forces in the Northern Territory to also exist.

"Wow!"

The old man spread out his right hand, and there were 200,000 fragments of the sacred mausoleum, like a still golden hurricane, which was really spectacular, which made many people around him cast surprised eyes on Henry Zhang.

Things like Thunder Spirit Grass only grow on Wanlei Mountain. There are many powerful spirit beasts in that mountain range. Even if the fifth-order Spirit Emperor goes there, it may not be able to retreat completely.

Therefore, almost everyone labeled Henry Zhang as not to be provoked.

"Snapped!"

Just when Henry Zhang was about to hand over the Thunder Spirit Grass to the old man, a tough long whip suddenly came through the air, swung it down heavily, and made a deep mark on the ground.

"What do you mean."

Henry Zhang, who flashed the long whip, turned his cold eyes and looked at the holder of the long whip.

It was a tall and slender woman, wearing a tight black dress, her fair face was barely delicate, but the coldness hanging on it somewhat ruined some of her feelings.

"The Thunder Spirit Grass in your hand, I want it, and I can add another 10,000 to the 200,000 fragments of the sacred mausoleum." The woman glanced at Henry Zhang, her voice could not hide her arrogance.

She was worried that Henry Zhang would trade Lei Lingcao just now, so she immediately threw out the long whip in her hand. As for why she didn't shout out at the first time, it was entirely her own will.

She was too lazy to shout, and she didn't dare to knock out the fragments of the sacred mausoleum in the old man's hand, so she chose to draw towards Henry Zhang.

"Are there many fragments of the Mausoleum of Ten Thousand Gods?" Henry Zhang looked at the woman expressionlessly. If he hadn't been able to hide quickly just now, his face would definitely be cracked and the flesh and blood would be ripped open.

"She seems to be Yan Lu."

"Yan Liang's younger sister? I said why is she so familiar?"

"Yan Liang? Among all the holders of the Red Stone God's Tomb Ring, which one is the strongest?"

Hearing the discussion around her, the expression on the woman's face became more and more arrogant. She sneered and said, "Too little? I know that you are a person who doesn't see a rabbit and doesn't scatter an eagle. In his dreams, he wants to take advantage of it. No matter what, Who asked me to urgently need Thunder Spirit Grass, then I will satisfy you, add another ten thousand, two hundred and twenty thousand, this will be enough, right?"

His face was covered in indifference, Henry Zhang held Lei Lingcao in his hand, and a word without the slightest emotion was slowly spit out from his mouth.

"roll."