Master of Beasts

Under the scrolling of Meng Tianchen's spiritual power, a group of people whizzed past from the sky, and the buildings and ground below, like phantoms, retreated sharply.

At this speed, even Henry Zhang was secretly speechless, Linghuang's flying speed was so terrifying, if Meng Tianchen made a move against him, I'm afraid he wouldn't even have a chance to resist.

"That's... Yingluojian?"

A steep, pitch-black mountain stream in front of her made Tang Honglian raise her eyebrows in surprise.

No wonder the Holy Spirit Pool has been unknown to outsiders for so many years. It turned out that it was hidden in this place.

"Yingluojian?" Henry Zhang looked at Youli suspiciously.

"Yingluojian is a place where even goshawks can't fly. Every time they fly into it, they will fall powerlessly. Below it is a piece of fine iron thorns, which will kill you if you touch it. It is said that this is the first official of the royal family. It was built by the monarch, and the formations arranged in it are even comparable to some seventh-order formations." You Li laughed.

"Seventh order!" Henry Zhang exclaimed, no wonder the royal family has such a background, it turned out that such a terrifying character came out.

"Then how do we go in?" Feng Liang looked down at the sharp iron thorns below, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

"Secret." Meng Tianchen smiled faintly. As the sleeves fluttered, there was a strong wind, and everyone's eyes seemed to be filled with dust, and they couldn't open them for a while.

Under Meng Tianchen's control, everyone felt that their bodies were constantly moving back and forth in the darkness, as if they had bypassed many mountain peaks.

"arrive."

Just when everyone felt slightly dizzy, Meng Tianchen's clear voice finally rang out, and everyone opened their eyes immediately.

Appearing below is a huge lake. There are sixteen colors of the lake, and there is a thin barrier of spiritual power between each of them, making the water in the lake coexist in an extremely subtle way. .

"Awesome." Henry Zhang and others all had strange looks in their eyes.

You must know that although a single spiritual power is gentle, once it gathers together, it will become extremely violent, and may even explode directly. The destructive power produced is far from being as simple as summing up.

There was once a dual-source spirit emperor who shattered his two spiritual gates before he was about to die. After merging, he killed a powerful spirit king in an instant!

This incident, even if some strong people on the mainland mentioned it, they couldn't help but change their colors.

"Go in, but remember to stay longer. Although the Holy Spirit Pool is magical, it is very repulsive. Each person can only enter once in a lifetime. The longer you stay, the greater the benefits you will get." Meng Tianchen smiled and said.

Nodding with fiery eyes, everyone looked at each other and plunged in with a plop. Immediately, a majestic spiritual power poured into his spiritual gate. The rapid flow of spiritual power was undoubtedly Extremely painful.

But the benefits are also great.

"Aren't you going in?" Henry Zhang looked at Youli curiously.

"I've already entered once." Youli smiled and shook her head, then pointed down lightly.

"Then wait for me up there." Henry Zhang smiled, and also swept down. He is also looking forward to how hard this opportunity can make him improve.

"Unfortunately, you are already in Lingpan, otherwise the Holy Spirit Lake will definitely bring you a lot of benefits." Meng Tianchen turned his head to look at Youli, with an unusually gentle tone.

Hearing this, Youli nodded with a smile.

"Remember, don't sink to the bottom. The further you go down, the more violent the spiritual power will be. Even the strong spirit king may be crushed."

Meng Tianchen's low voice resounded through the heaven and earth, and slowly dissipated in the reverberation.

"Wow!"

Inside the spiritual mask, Henry Zhang sank slowly, and the surrounding scene was extremely clear and strange.

"The lower you go, the purer the spiritual power, and the faster the speed of circulation." Henry Zhang felt the changes in the spiritual gate, and there was a little strange expression on his face.

"Now this place is a zone of fire attributes. For me, it doesn't help much. Maybe going to the middle can add all the spiritual gates."

Thinking of this, Henry Zhang moved his figure, and swam to the middle area amidst a few horrified eyes.

"Is he crazy? Even a five-source spiritualist can hardly bear the impact of various spiritual forces." A fire attribute spiritualist murmured, only here, he was already a little reluctant, And if standing in the middle, Henry Zhang may have to suffer five times or even more pain!

"hiss!"

Taking a breath of cool air, Henry Zhang's face twitched slightly due to the severe pain, and immediately after Xue Youmei in the Fifth Spirit Gate, after receiving the energy from the snow-attributed lake water, he broke through crazily!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

People in the surrounding lakes were all stunned at the rippling spiritual power around Henry Zhang. The speed of this breakthrough is too amazing!

"Ninth high-level apostle!"

"Sixth-level middle censor!"

"Fifth rank middle general!"

Feeling Xue Youmei's urgent breakthrough, Henry Zhang's face burst into ecstasy, this Holy Spirit Pool is really miraculous, such a rapid breakthrough did not leave the slightest sequelae to Xue Youmei!

The breakthrough lasted for a full quarter of an hour, and it didn't stop until after the ninth-rank senior general division.

Inside the spiritual gate, the speed of the spiritual power is still the same, but the effect is already extremely small.

"It's about ten feet here, and with my endurance, I can continue to sink." Henry Zhang snorted, and the surrounding masks showed five colors, mysterious and gorgeous, and slowly surged downward.

"Xiao Yang?"

Seeing Henry Zhang who landed in front of him, Wu Lang was slightly taken aback, and then, thick anger enveloped his face, and he also followed closely.

"Pfft!"

After falling to about twenty feet, Wu Lang spat out a mouthful of blood, looking at Henry Zhang who was still sinking, his face was extremely aggrieved.

Only then did he realize that the gap between himself and Henry Zhang was so big that he might not be able to make up for it in his life.

"Bai Qi." Henry Zhang looked at the straight figure in white shirt, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"You five source spiritual master, you only have this level?" Bai Qi said with a faint smile.

"Try?" Henry Zhang smiled lightly, a stern look flashed across his eyes.

In the past, Bai Qi made trouble for himself a lot, and he will never forget these no matter what.

"Try."

Seeing that Bai Qi really dared to take it, Tang Honglian, Feng Liang and others were a little bit aggrieved. The pressure Henry Zhang was under was far from comparable to Bai Qi, and he actually had the face to be sarcastic first?

Thirty feet!

Thirty-five feet!

Forty feet!

Henry Zhang and Bai Qi looked at each other flatly, the two were about to fall down, Feng Liang and Qing Mei followed to about fifty feet, and finally stopped helplessly, and could no longer continue to probe down.

"Hehe, there's no point in holding on. You should be reaching your limit." Bai Qi suddenly laughed.

"Unfortunately, you will never see my limit." Henry Zhang smiled back.

"Then try it." Bai Qi's eyes turned cold, and his figure dropped suddenly. On the body, the dazzling thunder light flickered and jumped.

Being provoked again and again, he was finally really angered for the first time!

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