Master of Beasts

Streamers of different colors surround Henry Zhang, and the breath sometimes rises and sometimes falls, but the spiritual power in Henry Zhang's five spiritual gates is constantly accumulating, waiting for a breakthrough.

Above the fifth level of spiritual rebirth, every time you go one step further, it becomes more and more difficult.

It takes at least half a month for an ordinary sixth-order spirit to be promoted. What's more, Henry Zhang still has five spirit beasts breaking through at the same time.

In this state of immersion and concentration, a month will soon pass.

During this month, Henry Zhang's body was almost motionless, and the surrounding five streams of light increased in speed day by day, and finally with a swish sound, they got into Henry Zhang's body and rushed towards the five spiritual gates respectively.

"boom!"

The majestic fluctuations rippled from the body.

The eyelids opened suddenly, and Henry Zhang's eyes were extremely deep. At this moment, Chi Yan and other five spirit beasts all broke through to the seventh level!

As long as Kong Lingluo's strength keeps up, by then, he will be promoted to the seventh-level Lingpan in one fell swoop!

"call!"

Standing up, Henry Zhang exhaled a turbid breath, feeling refreshed.

Although his superficial strength has not changed, his actual combat power has leapt forward.

If it was someone like Yang Ling, if he fought against him again, he would be able to deal with it within three breaths.

"I have come up with dozens of simple prescriptions for the holy soul liquid, but which one will work requires a lot of experiments." Henry Zhang thought in his heart.

To experiment, you need spirit beads.

But right now, there are very few spirit beads in his empty boundary stone.

Moreover, during this month, he has been retreating in the cave, and has no chance of earning Lingzhu at all.

"Unfortunately, apart from the Spiritual Pagoda, Lingyu has no effect in the Thirteen Peaks."

After pondering for a while, Henry Zhang's expression changed.

It seems that there are still a few guys who owe him the Lingzhu.

Jing Yun, Song Lu, Ye Wen, Song Wan'er.

The four of them tried to kill him many times during their trip to the Thirteen Peaks, but unfortunately they were too weak to succeed. According to Henry Zhang's style, they would not let these people go and keep them until now , in order to get the Lingzhu effortlessly.

"Shua!"

With a slight lift of the corner of his mouth, Henry Zhang got up and swept out of the cave.

After retreating for a month, I don't know if there are any major changes in Thirteen Peaks.

"Spiritual power room?"

Looking at the several buildings that appeared suddenly in front of the cave, Henry Zhang was very surprised. After asking a few people, he finally knew what it was.

The spiritual power room is the most important training object for the disciples of Thirteen Peaks.

As long as there are enough spirit beads, you can stay in them all the time.

However, the construction of spiritual power rooms also requires a high price. There are only four such rooms, and two million spirit beads are needed.

"Youli, you are currently cultivating in the spiritual power room."

Hearing Sun Wu's explanation, Henry Zhang was a little helpless.

After retreating for so long, I wanted to see You Li, but it was too unfortunate a coincidence.

"See, among the four of us, you are the only one who eats for nothing."

Sitting on the Shadow Spirit, Xia Zhen patted Henry Zhang on the shoulder, and said in a bad tone: "The first thing a new disciple needs to do when he comes to Thirteen Peaks is to quickly earn Lingzhu and build the Spiritual Power Room Get up, but you are lucky, you have been in seclusion for a month, and you haven't even produced a single spirit bead, and we were the ones who put it on."

"Don't you just want me to make alchemy for you?" Henry Zhang gave Xia Zhen an angry look.

"It's good to know." With her head raised, Xia Zhen looked arrogant.

"Brother Xiao, a lot of things happened during your month of retreat." After Henry Zhang finished chatting with Xia Zhen, Sun Wu spoke with a silly smile.

"Tell me." Henry Zhang smiled.

"First of all, Mo Sect hasn't asked us to pay the Lingzhu until now. I'm still waiting for them to come to the door and beat them up." Sun Wu's eyes were shining with excitement.

For him, there is nothing more exciting than fighting.

Henry Zhang's eyes were slightly playful.

It is an unwritten rule for the new disciples of the Thirteen Peaks to pay the Spirit Orbs to the main peak forces they belong to.

However, the defeat of Yang Ling that day obviously made Mo Li fearful, let alone find someone to collect their spirit beads, he probably wouldn't even dare to mention it now.

"And then?" Henry Zhang asked.

"The second thing is a little more important."

Sun Wu went on to say: "Jing Yun, Song Wan'er, Ye Wen, and Song Lu all joined Yuya, and never mentioned the matter of paying 500,000 Lingzhu every month. A few days ago, I went to the door Go, I want to ask for an explanation for you, but Yuya's people let me go when they come up."

"Continue." Henry Zhang was a little funny.

With Sun Wu's strength, he was only a feather, so he wouldn't be at a disadvantage.

"Hey, in the end, I knocked them down and fought with Yang Ling. If Xia Zhen didn't let me use the Blood Demon Ape, I wouldn't have fought that bastard to a tie." Sun Wu laughed.

Henry Zhang's eyes flickered slightly.

Can he be on par with Yang Ling without using the Blood Demon Ape?

Sun Wu is still only a sixth-order spirit pan now.

The unique spirit sender in the mainland is indeed powerful.

"Yang Ling, Yang Ling, it seems that you haven't felt comfortable being beaten yet."

Casting his eyes on the eighth peak, Henry Zhang raised the corner of his mouth: "In this case, let's educate you again."

eighth peak.

Inside the Feather Cliff Hall.

"Haha, that stupid guy really dared to go up to the eighth peak, and he was not beaten to death, so lucky." Sitting at a table, Song Lu laughed loudly.

"With that little strength, you can also play with Henry Zhang in a waste gathering place like Thirteen Peaks." Ye Wen curled his lips disdainfully.

As for Jing Yun and Song Wan'er, they were also full of complacency.

When Yang Ling and Sun Wu fought, they were naturally present.

In their eyes, the aggressive God Feathered Serpent has been crushing and beating Sun Wu, so they didn't have the slightest fear of the big man who rushed to the eighth peak rashly.

"Jing Yun, I didn't expect you to know Brother Yang, I didn't see it." Song Wan'er looked at Jing Yun with winking eyes.

"Hehe, I know a lot of people." Jing Yun smiled proudly, being able to show off in front of Ye Wenwen and Song Lu made him feel extremely comfortable.

And, as he said.

He has many acquaintances in the thirteen peaks. If it weren't for that person not being in the peak for the time being, Henry Zhang could be suppressed easily.

"It's ridiculous to say it, Henry Zhang really wants to collect Lingzhu from us, idiot." Song Wan'er smiled coldly.

"That is, the current Brother Yang is not comparable to the past, and his strength is more refined. It is easy to defeat Henry Zhang's whimsical idiot." Ye Wen's flattering eyes turned to a certain direction.

There, a young man with a cold face looked at the palm of his hand calmly.

Besides Yang Ling, who else in Yuya could exude such aura?

"Henry Zhang, now I am only one step away from the ninth-level spiritual rebirth, and the situation that allowed you to win by chance that day will never happen again." Yang Ling murmured, showing confidence in his words.

That is, the moment his voice just fell.

A thunderous shout resounded from the foot of the eighth peak, immediately engulfed in spiritual power, like thunder, swept across the entire mountain in an instant, rumbling.

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