Master of Beasts

The pale cyan talisman paper was engraved with complicated and complicated runes, and a simple and simple atmosphere permeated it, as if it had gone through a long time.

"Sound transmission talisman?" Youli raised her eyebrows in surprise.

The sound-transmitting talisman is a talisman that can only be made by some master craftsmen. It can transmit sound over a long distance. However, the method of making this kind of talisman was lost thousands of years ago. , is also one of the few, and the entire Xueyue Empire has only a few dozen.

Moreover, after infusing spiritual power into it, the talisman will burn out and can no longer be used. Therefore, this one-time consumable is even more precious.

"It seems that Mo Feng, if he didn't hear the news that I was killed with his own ears, he might not even be able to sleep well." Henry Zhang smiled coldly. He didn't believe that such a precious talisman was Pang Yi own collection.

"Wow!"

With the infusion of Henry Zhang's spiritual power, on the sound transmission talisman, a series of mysterious lines quickly emerged, and a moment later, a cluster of dark blue flames burned from the bottom of the talisman seal with a bang.

"Pang Yi, Henry Zhang is dead?"

After a little silence, a surprise shout suddenly came from inside the talisman. Judging from this voice, it was the owner of Tingfeng Building, Mo Feng was undoubtedly.

"Mo Feng, you seem to want me to die very much." Henry Zhang smiled.

Hearing Henry Zhang's voice, the other side of the talisman suddenly became quiet, and after a long while, a hoarse voice sounded slowly.

"So it was you. Since the sound transmission talisman is in your hands, Pang Yi should have died."

"You can even get Hei Mingqi, I have to say, you Tingfenglou, the exhibition is very good." Henry Zhang said with a faint smile.

"I didn't expect you to be so lucky." Mo Feng sighed.

"Wash your neck and wait. I'll go back to Snow Wind City, and I'll be the first to find you." Henry Zhang's mouth curled slightly, his patience with Mo Feng had reached its limit.

"I am waiting……"

The sound transmission talisman was burnt out, and the sound of the ink wind drifted away with the wind, and there was an undisguised chill in it.

Gently rubbing his fingers, the last bit of ashes fell on the ground, Henry Zhang's eyes narrowed slightly, since Mo Feng can plant nails by his side, it can also be done in the Nether Light Empire.

There are still two days left before entering Wanming Cave.

During this period of time, Henry Zhang and Youli found a secluded place, and concentrated on stabilizing the spiritual power in their bodies. After all, Kong Lingluo had just broken through, and his breath was still a little vain.

As for Bafang Ye, according to Ge Hai, it is in the collection of a third-rank alchemist. However, that alchemist is currently in retreat, and Henry Zhang is not willing to bother him, anyway, it is only ten or so away from him. It’s just the sky, Henry Zhang can still afford to wait for this little time.

In the lonely valley, it was extraordinarily peaceful.

In this calmness, there was some news that Zuo Qingshi and Fang Han had broken through to the seventh-level spirit master, which made Henry Zhang a little surprised.

You must know that after reaching the fifth level, the difficulty of breaking through upwards is not comparable to that of the past. It usually takes one or two years to break through the first level by luck.

There are even some people who may be stuck here forever and cannot be saved.

Therefore, Henry Zhang was really shocked when he heard the news of Zuo Qingshi and Fang Han's breakthrough.

"I thought that after breaking through to the fifth-order spirit master, I could hit the front of the cold ice list, but I didn't expect that the cultivation speed of these people is more terrifying than mine." Henry Zhang rubbed his face with his palm and smiled wryly.

"Zuo Qingshi, Fang Han and others have extremely high cultivation talents, and there are still a lot of resources behind them. It is already very good that you can break through to the fifth-level spirit master at this age." You Li smiled, road.

Hearing this, Henry Zhang nodded slightly.

Although he can defeat He Xuan, who is the seventh-level spirit master, if he faces Zuo Qingshi and others, his chances of winning will be greatly reduced, and he may even be defeated.

After all, playing against them,

Henry Zhang is not going to use Kong Lingluo.

Two days passed quickly in a leisurely retreat.

In the early morning, when the first ray of dawn fell, Henry Zhang and Youli both turned into two streamers of light, and left here with the sound of breaking wind.

And the location they were going to was in the direction of Wanming Cave.

"what happened!"

Staying in mid-air, Henry Zhang looked at the dense crowd around Wanming Cave, and couldn't help but frowned. He still knew the news of Hei Mingzhu in the cave from Fang Yan. How could it be possible for these people? Know.

"Go down and ask." Youli's pretty face is still calm. Although there are a lot of people here, there are not many who can pose a threat to Henry Zhang. As for her, there is no need to take these people seriously.

"Friend, can I ask, what are you guys doing here?" Henry Zhang smiled and walked towards a second-level spirit master, and immediately stuffed a third-grade elixir into his hand vaguely.

Looking at the elixir in his palm, the second-order spirit master suddenly smiled. Even he, it is difficult to get one of this kind of elixir, because the price is really high.

"A few days ago, someone spread the news that a large number of treasures were born in the Wanming Cave, so we came here to try our luck."

Hearing this, Henry Zhang breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, his eyes flashed slightly.

Treasures may be found in the Wanming Cave, but the dark energy within it comes and goes without a trace, and if ordinary people come across it, it will be corroded to the point where there is not even a scum left.

It's not so much luck, it's better to say it's courting death.

"Then do you know what the Black Nether Qi is?" Henry Zhang then asked.

However, not only the second-level spirit master, but also everyone else looked puzzled. They only knew that if they entered the Wanming Cave, they might obtain treasures. As for the black qi, they had never even heard of it. .

"Someone is setting up a trap." Henry Zhang returned to Youli, a cold light flashed in his eyes, he couldn't think of a second possibility except that some people deliberately let these people be cannon fodder.

If these people know that their lord-level strength is as fragile as thin paper in front of Hei Mingqi, I don't know how many people can maintain the current appearance of talking and laughing.

"The people of the Black Skull Cult are here!"

At this moment, the crowd suddenly became commotion, and a black aura roared from the sky, because it was the horrifying Psyche Dragon and Qiu Zhong with a gloomy face, standing quietly on it.

The next moment, his eyes turned, his cold eyes stared at Henry Zhang and You Li, and a solemn voice came out of his mouth word by word.

"I didn't expect that you would appear here. Gu Wangchuan must have died at your hands."

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