Master of Beasts

The sound of thunderous explosions could be heard continuously from within the Yin Chuan Xuan Niao, and indistinct screams and laughter could be heard. Guan Yi's face suddenly turned pale.

The owner of the screams was the manipulator of another fluorite ship.

That fluorite ship was destroyed!

"Are you satisfied with what the Gong family did?" Gong Lang smiled intoxicatedly. He had long seen the lonely old fluorite boats as an eyesore, and wished to blow them all up.

"you……"

Anger was raging in his eyes, before Guan Yi could yell and curse, a sound transmission symbol inside his clothes suddenly burst into flames, he struggled for a moment, his face was ashen ashes: "The lonely old sound transmission, the remaining two fluorite ships Send all the boats to the Gong family, and I will obey your orders, this is the array of the fluorite boat."

A flashing talisman array was thrown at Gong Lang.

The fluorite ship is controlled by this array.

"Ha ha!"

After receiving the array, Gong Lang laughed triumphantly, Guan Yi's eyes were dull.

Wucheng.

On the wide square, the lonely old man looked cold, and a powerful spirit king surrounded him, surrounding him.

Among these people, the weakest are the eighth-rank spirit kings.

The others are all ninth rank.

"you win."

Looking up, the lonely old man looked at a middle-aged man with a smile on his face, and hissed: "About a few years ago, you had the idea of ​​annexing the Gu family and the Gu family. I suddenly regretted that I saved your life. At that time, I should have watched you being beaten to death, a wolf-hearted thing."

"Senior Lone misunderstood me. I am not trying to annex the two major refiner families, but to join hands with each other to restore the prosperity of the former master refiners." The middle-aged man smiled.

Gong Menfeng, a ninth-rank spirit king, an eighth-rank weapon refiner, and a master of weapon refiners.

"I will go to Gong's house with you, and I will do things for you wholeheartedly, but if you dare to damage the remaining two fluorite ships, I will fight with you." The lonely old man said coldly.

"We must keep the relics of Mr. Gu in a safe place, and they will not move at all." Gong Menfeng laughed, as if the fluorite ship that was blown up had nothing to do with him.

Disgusting hypocrisy.

"correct."

Gently stroking to get off work, Gong Menfeng looked at the lonely old man with a smile: "You are my savior, I can't bear to see you have any accidents, so I will leave a soul imprint in your mind, if you meet If it is in danger, I will send someone to rescue as soon as possible."

The lonely old man's eyes suddenly turned cold, the veins on the back of his hands bulged, and his breathing became a little heavier because of his anger.

In his mind, engrave the imprint of the soul?

Then his future life and death will be controlled by Gong's family style!

The insidiousness of Gong's family style far exceeded his imagination. How thick-skinned this wolf-hearted thing is, he can actually talk about such things as if it is for his own good.

"go!"

With a twitch of the corner of his mouth, Gong Menfeng slapped it with his palm, leaving an exclusive soul imprint in Gu Lao's mind, which can be detonated at any time as long as he wants.

in other words.

From now on, Gu Lao, the master craftsman of Wucheng, will be his slave.

"You are fine." The lonely old man trembled with anger.

His soul power is less than 80% of Gong's family, even if he dies, he can't erase this soul imprint, and this soul imprint is still one-way. If he dies, Gong's family will be fine. After death, he will be buried with him.

No solution.

Unless it is an eighth-rank alchemist or a seventh-rank alchemist, it is possible to erase this soul imprint, but it is too difficult to avoid the detection of Gong's family style.

"Lonely old man, please."

Facing a teleportation circle on the square, he made a gesture of invitation, and Gong's family smiled even more intensely: "Sometimes, those magician monkey things are quite useful. The Gong's family has already held a banquet and invited Bai Hong All the strong people on the mountain will participate and witness this moment together.”

The lonely old man was so angry that his blood surged.

Gong's family style is a little bit of face, and she didn't intend to stay with him.

at this time.

Baihong Mountain, nearby area.

The people on the fluorite boat were exposed to the sky and blown by the passing cold wind, their eyes widened and their faces were ignorant and dazed.

They were innocently involved in a dispute?

What is this called?

What's even more frightening is that the inside of the cabin is filled with things that seem to explode at any time. The dangerous smell makes them shudder and feel at a loss.

"Buzz!"

With a stroke of his palm, he imprinted his own soul imprint on the real disk. Gong Lang glanced around for a week, then said with a light smile: "You are all spirit kings, at this height, you can't fall to your death, please go ahead."

"Whoosh!"

Hundreds of people either stepped on the void, or had wings on their backs, fleeing like headless chickens one by one.

"You can't go, and neither can you."

Pointing to Henry Zhang, and saluted Lu Yunxuan with a smile, Gong Lang leaned down slightly: "Lu Shaozong, I don't mean to bother you, I'm really sorry for disturbing you."

Lu Yunxuan's name is extremely resounding in the Southern Region, even if the family style of Gong is here, it will be for the sake of Huangyan Valley to give Lu Yunxuan enough face.

He is a respectful elder, and he has no guts to offend.

"Brother Henry Zhang!"

Trotting over, Xiao Xuan hugged Henry Zhang's thigh, and said timidly: "Let's go, Xiao Xuan is afraid."

"It's okay." Henry Zhang rubbed Xiao Xuan's little head and smiled.

Christine?

He wasn't a character at all.

No matter how powerful the Gong family is, they will not be able to establish a relationship with those who are strong in spirit deficiency. A girl who did not show up behind a secret door can defeat the Gong family without even summoning the God of Water.

"Henry Zhang!"

The sound of the Jinxuan bird's crowing sounded, and a huge steel bird suddenly soared up. Standing on it, Gong Jing's face was distorted: "See, my two arms are gone! These are all You did it! I will break your limbs and peel your skin!"

In the roar, the anger was overwhelming.

"Master, it's just like this, it's too cheap for him. He is a seventh-rank alchemist anyway, if he doesn't treat him well, how can he be worthy of his status as a seventh-rank alchemist." Gong Lang smiled sinisterly.

He hates array mages.

I hate alchemists even more.

What the hell!

A bunch of rubbish that is not even worthy of being given to a refiner, but also worthy of being forced to do it?

Only the refiner is the most honorable!

Not only him, but almost all of Gong's family members thought so. Although they usually respect alchemists and formation masters, in their hearts, they hate them to the extreme.

"Okay, let's see how you play him to death!" Gong Jing grinned grimly.

"Crack!"

The secret door opens.

The big man who walked out from the rear was shivering from the cold wind. He looked at the empty cabin and the few people on the deck, dumbfounded: "What's going on?"

"It's you!"

The corner of his mouth curled into a cruel arc, Gong Lang shook his palm, and a saltpeter dart turned into a ray of light and shot towards the big man's throat.