Master of Beasts

"It was you who killed Qi Yan?"

Wu Ning's cold voice slowly spread in the sky, and the commotion in the field just now dissipated and fell into dead silence.

Many people's eyes could not help but shift to Henry Zhang, among them, there was pity, regret, and some gloating.

Facing the imposing Wu Ning, Henry Zhang narrowed his eyes slightly.

No wonder Qi Yan was so confident back then, it turned out that Wu Ning was behind her.

Unfortunately, he did not wait for the day when Wu Ning returned.

"A waste is a waste. Even a seventh-order spirit can't stop it. If I had known this, I would not have handed Qi Yan into the hands of that guy."

Wu Ning's indifferent voice fell, and the members of Yuya in the field all looked unhappy, but no one dared to refute.

Wu Ning did have the capital to call Yang Ling a waste.

A few months ago, he had broken through to the ninth level of spiritual rebirth.

As for Yang Ling, who is still lying in the cave, Henry Zhang's hand was so ruthless that day that he has not been able to fully recover now.

"If it's someone else, you can kill it if you kill it. However, Qi Yan used to be with me."

At the end of the words, a cold light suddenly flashed in Wu Ning's eyes, and the hell three-headed dog under him, as if turning into a black lightning, sharp dog claws, facing Henry Zhang's face, and tearing off fiercely.

The crowd in the field couldn't help holding their breath at this moment.

Such a terrifying attack, the ordinary seventh-order Lingpan, cannot resist at all!

"You don't have much strength, but you make enemies everywhere, you deserve to die!" Guan Hao had a cold sneer on his face, while Guan Yi beside him was expressionless and said nothing.

"Ninth-order Nirvana-level spirit beast is indeed powerful. With my current strength, it is difficult to resist. I can only rely on the King of Nights." Gently pursing his lips, Henry Zhang's right hand was filled with thick black air. .

As for whether King Wanye obeys his orders, that is up to fate.

Just when the sharp claws of the hell three-headed dog were about to be photographed.

"Clang!"

A blue sharp sword suddenly came across the sky, and shook with the sharp claws of the hell three-headed dog.

It was a human-shaped spirit beast, with a blue cloak fluttering in the wind, and the face exposed under the armor was extremely cold, as if it had no emotion, and the sharp sword held horizontally in one hand had a piercing luster.

"Sword Envoy Qingming!"

Many people exclaimed, but Guan Hao's face was extremely ugly.

This is Ji Jianli's iconic spirit beast!

"Ji Jianli, do you want to intervene?" Wu Ning's complexion changed slightly, and he looked not far away at the young man with his hands on the back of his head and a lazy expression.

"I can't help it, I owe a favor, so I have to repay it?" Ji Jianli smiled slightly.

"It's just a few Nine Suns Sword Grass. Don't you have enough of his favor?" Wu Ning's voice was cold, but his attitude was not too tough.

It's not good for him if he's both in the ninth-level spiritual world.

What's more, Ji Jianli's strength is far beyond the surface.

The vision of Jianmen is not limited to the Xingyun Peak. A long time ago, most of their members have already taken root in the ghost domain, and firmly occupied an area on the edge.

The same is true of Wufu.

For them, the fight between each other is far from being as simple as fighting in the Thirteen Peaks.

"Human favors can be big or small. Who can tell whether they are really paid off or not?" Ji Jianli shook his head and smiled, "Wu Ning, that guy Qi Yan wanted to die by himself, so I can't blame others. In the day when the resource war started, everyone was very busy, so if there is any grievance, it will not be too late to talk about it later."

Glancing at Henry Zhang coldly, Wu Ning nodded slowly.

"Okay, I, Wu Ning, will give you Ji Jianli's face, but only once."

After saying that, the hell three-headed dog quickly returned to the camp of the Wu Mansion with afterimages. Wu Ning, who was sitting on it, remained expressionless.

"Brother, they are all ninth-level spirits, why are you afraid of Ji Jianli?" The woman next to the hell three-headed dog,

Staring at Henry Zhang indignantly.

This woman, named Wu Rong, has a very close relationship with Qi Yan, and Wu Ning's fight for the latter also has this relationship.

"Look more, talk less." Wu Ning's flat tone caused a trace of resentment to flash in Wu Rong's eyes.

Of course, this resentment is still aimed at Henry Zhang.

"Thank you." Henry Zhang smiled at Ji Jianli and cupped his hands.

"do not."

Ji Jianli waved his hand, and said with a light smile, "You are no longer the little junior brother you used to be. As the behind-the-scenes master of Pill Pavilion, your status in the Thirteen Peaks is no less than mine. Feng, even left me far behind."

What Ji Jianli said is true.

Ordinary fifth-rank alchemists, placed in the mainland, have the status of Linghuang. Henry Zhang alone is enough to be equivalent to the entire Jianmen.

After listening to Ji Jianli's words, Su Ze not only didn't get angry, but smiled all over his face.

He is very clear about his weight, so he has never thought that he is the head of Dange, not to mention, Henry Zhang's advice for days has benefited him a lot. faintly touched.

Compared with this, the false name of Pavilion Master of Dan Pavilion is not worth mentioning.

Without Henry Zhang, there would be no him now.

"No matter when, you are my senior brother." Henry Zhang smiled and shook his head.

Hearing this, Ji Jianli smiled even more.

He knew what this sentence meant.

"Strive for it earlier, and step on the medicine pavilion, I put everything on you." After punching Henry Zhang's chest, Ji Jianli flashed his figure and flew back to the direction of Jianmen.

Looking at this scene, Guan Yi's eyes flickered with coldness.

Ji Jianli actually took the risk of offending him and made friends with Henry Zhang.

madness.

At this moment, ripples suddenly appeared in the calm sky. Among them, an old man stepped on the air and slowly walked over. Every step spanned hundreds of feet.

Lingkongxuta, the symbol of the spirit emperor powerhouse!

"Elder Meng!"

All the disciples bowed together.

Only in times like resource wars, the elders who hide in the dark will appear.

"You guys don't need to be too polite, I'm just here to go through the motions and announce the result for you."

Elder Meng smiled and said, "The first one is You Haoxuan?"

"Shua!"

"Shua!"

Two figures flitted into the rocky ground, and Yin Gong, who was opposite You Haoxuan, twitched the corner of his mouth fiercely.

He had just climbed to the ninth place on the Starfall Ranking, and ended up facing You Haoxuan.

"The first resource war, start!"

As soon as Elder Meng's words fell, Yin Gong, who had just opened the spiritual gate, suddenly lost his eyes. Immediately afterwards, his body softened, and he fell to the ground with a bang, and never stood up again.

The world was silent.

Henry Zhang and other new disciples looked at Yin Gong on the rocky ground, their faces full of shock.

What happened?

"Elder Meng, he lost." Picking up Yin Gong and shaking it, You Haoxuan smiled softly.

After recovering from being speechless, Elder Meng looked at Yin Gong pitifully.

"In this battle, Dameng Peak wins!"

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