Master of Beasts

Wen Yuan's yelling was like thunder, rumbling in the sky, and the spirit king powerhouse summoned by him looked down at Henry Zhang indifferently, and blocked the escape route of Henry Zhang and the others while moving.

"Are you sure you want to be my enemy?" Looking up, Henry Zhang's voice was calm.

No one answered.

The faces of all the spirit king powerhouses are full of disdain and sloppy, a ninth-level spirit emperor, why not talk nonsense, just kill him.

"Now, you still have a chance to leave, otherwise, I will not let anyone who wants to kill me go." Henry Zhang spoke again.

Still no answer.

Still no one cares.

Many strong men in the sky looked at Henry Zhang ridiculously, and then retracted their gazes lightly. They are all eighth-level spirit kings, would they be afraid of the threat of a ninth-level spirit king?

Leave them alone?

Just come.

"Boy, I'll say it again, let all the people behind you get out, and show me how many eyes they have!" Wen Yuan grinned, and a coercion like heaven and earth shattered fell down.

This coercion is enough to shock any fifth-order spirit king to death!

"Kill them."

Not interested in staying here anymore, dozens of strong men in the sky opened the spirit gate indifferently, and spirit beasts of different shapes rushed down ferociously.

Even if there is a strong man behind Henry Zhang, so what?

With so many strong men, what fear can they have?

"It's really a group of things looking for death."

Amidst the sinister laughter, the flames swept through the sky violently, and a long knife flickering with cold light slashed at the charging spirit beast like a column of sharp blades, strangling it all the way.

"puff!"

"puff!"

"puff!"

The three spirit beasts rushing to the front suddenly burst into blood, howled and flew around, and the spirit kings who had been calm just now finally changed their expressions.

"Flame Sword Ghost?"

"Ninth level?"

"No wonder you dare to forcefully break into my City Lord's Mansion. It turns out that there is a ninth-rank Spirit King as the backing." Wen Yuan's eyes narrowed, and he sneered, "But if you think you can provoke the City Lord's Mansion by doing this, you are completely wrong. Come on!" The idiot who had the same idea as you for the first time will die without leaving any residue."

Looking at Yan Xiao standing in front of Henry Zhang, who was as cold as ice, the strong men of Jiuxiang City were not afraid, but became more violent and angry.

"Hurt my spirit beast? Kill!"

"Don't hold back!"

"Kill these damn things!"

The spirit beast neighed, the spiritual power exploded, and the space distorted. The sky above the City Lord's Mansion became extremely chaotic, and Qiu Yiping's face became more ferocious.

A ninth-rank spirit king wants to overthrow the city lord's mansion?

Die die!

These people must die!

Looking at the turbulent space above the City Lord's Mansion, the people on the streets of Jiuxiang City, restaurants, and shops all held their breath in shock.

They hadn't seen this kind of scene in many years.

Who is it that provoked the city lord's mansion to stir up so many teachers?

"It's just Yan Xiao alone, under the siege of dozens of eighth-rank spirit kings, there is indeed no chance of winning." Henry Zhang's eyes were slightly condensed, and he was about to let Mu You show up.

Sudden.

"Chi Chi Chi!"

Dense black lines criss-crossed across the sky above the Flame Sword Ghost. Facing the Wild Thunder Dragon rushing down, its body suddenly froze, and with a puff, it was divided into thousands of pieces by the sharp black lines.

Seeing his Desolate Thunder Dragon being torn apart, the face of the eighth-rank Spirit King turned pale instantly.

"Prison Spinner?"

On the head of the Desolate Thunder Dragon, a thin black spirit beast, with black lines intertwined between its hands, and a slightly shifted wild face, with sharp fangs protruding, it let out a strange laugh.

Prison Spinning Ghost, ninth-rank high throne-level, dark attribute.

"Who are you……"

Before Wen Yuan's frightened words came out, a thick black light blasted down from the sky, blasting a dazed purple abyss lizard into the ground.

The black light dissipated.

A huge deep pit was bombed out.

In the deep pit, the purple abyssal lizard opened its eyes blankly,

Its lower body was completely bombarded by the falling black light, and it no longer existed.

Everyone's eyes moved up in shock, and then they discovered that the source of the black light was a huge eyeball.

Huge eyeballs, covered with soft green hair, a semicircular black hard shell, like metal, half buckled behind it, with a hard texture.

If you look closely, you can clearly see that there are small arms growing on both sides of the eyeball, and a pair of comically small wings flapping gently behind it.

Spirit beast, blue-eyed troll.

This spirit beast is also rank nine.

Three ninth-rank throne-level spirit beasts!

"The city lord's mansion has hit the iron plate." The middle-aged man standing far away in the sky took a deep breath, his heart full of shock and fear.

He is also an eighth-rank spirit king.

Fortunately, he is usually not used to the way of the City Lord's Mansion, so he has walked far away from the City Lord's Mansion, otherwise, there will be his figure in the sky above the City Lord's Mansion at this moment.

Three ninth-rank spirit kings are enough to ruthlessly trample all the powerful people in Jiuxiang City.

The young man who came to smash the city lord's mansion was not a fool who didn't know how to live or die. The battle of the ninth-rank spirit king.

"Three, the ninth-level spirit king?" Qiu Yiping broke out in a cold sweat, and thick fear grew wildly in his heart like weeds.

Tao Feng made them miserable.

Because of a stele of unknown purpose, the City Lord's Mansion suffered such a disaster.

"You tell us to get out?"

The figure appeared next to the one-eyed troll. Mu Lao looked up at Tao Feng, and smiled sinisterly: "We got out, and I can show you, as for how many eyes there are, can you count them?" .”

Above the Desolate Thunder Dragon, a figure with his hands in his sleeves emerged at the same time.

This person is Gui Lao.

Between heaven and earth, there is no sound.

On Wen Yuan's head, a bean-sized drop of sweat rolled down unstoppably, and his body became as hard as a statue under endless fear.

Three ninth-rank spirit kings?

Even if Tao Qi is here, he must be terrified.

"You don't need to take action." Yan Xiao said flatly, he could suppress a few eighth-rank throne-level spirit beasts by using the soul storm. Although it was a bit troublesome, he could also kill them.

"Hey, let's take it as unnecessary."

He patted the Prison Spinning Ghost next to him, and the old ghost said with a smile: "Old man Mu, since we became the ninth-level spirit kings, it seems that we haven't killed a lot, right? Eleven ninth-level spirit kings, six of us , you five, how are you?"

"I am six, you are five." Mu Lao said without raising his eyelids, with a dull look, as if he was an old man who would step into the coffin.

"It's really the same as before. I don't know how to be humble at all. If this is the case, then kill me!"