Master of Beasts

The departure of Ji Jianli and You Haoxuan caused quite a disturbance in the Thirteen Peaks. Even after half a month, many people still expressed emotion and discussed it.

Of course, the ranking on the Wanfeng Stone has also undergone tremendous changes.

This kind of replacement, Thirteen Peaks has to go through several times every year.

This also means that the legend of Ji Jianli and You Haoxuan in the Thirteen Peaks has officially come to an end, and Henry Zhang, who is newly promoted to the top of the Starfall Ranking, will inherit all of this until the day he leaves the Starfall Peak.

With a piece of sugarcane grass in his mouth, Henry Zhang held the back of his head with his hands, wandering aimlessly, and all the disciples who saw him cast awe-inspiring gazes.

Especially the members of Yumen and Aramen.

The eyes of those people can no longer be described as fear, I am afraid that fear is more appropriate.

They never dreamed that in their eyes, Henry Zhang, who could be manipulated wantonly, could reach such a height one day.

"Hey, what are you running for?"

Seeing turning around in a hurry, wanting to quickly escape from the ancient wasteland here, Henry Zhang shouted angrily.

Hearing this voice, Gu Huang's body froze immediately, his face was ashen-colored, and the empty right hand was particularly glaring.

"Is there... is there something wrong?" Gu Huang turned his head and forced a dry smile on his face.

He has no hatred for Henry Zhang, only panic.

The huge gap made him clearly recognize the reality.

"Your right hand hasn't grown yet?" Henry Zhang asked with a twitch of his eyebrows.

"Only a strong spirit king can regenerate limbs, or refine an eighth-grade elixir. Both of these are difficult for me today."

Gu Huang shook his head and smiled wryly: "Forget it, it's all my fault, I can't blame anyone."

Ever since he experienced the severed hand, the arrogance on his body has long since disappeared.

Looking at the desolate Guhuang, Henry Zhang paused slightly for chewing the sugarcane grass in his mouth, and then flicked his fingers.

"This elixir is given to you, within three days, your severed palm will grow back.

"

Reaching out to take the elixir, Gu Huang's face was full of astonishment. After a while, when he finally came back to his senses, Henry Zhang's figure had already walked a hundred feet away and disappeared under the cover of many disciples.

"Gulu!"

After swallowing the elixir, Gu Huang felt the hot part of his severed hand, and after a moment of stupefaction, a strong look of excitement rose on his face.

His right hand can really grow out!

Henry Zhang did not lie to him!

"Thank you."

Looking at the direction in which Henry Zhang left, Gu Huang was full of gratitude. If it wasn't for the fact that his right hand hadn't grown yet, he would definitely give a hug.

When he was ecstatic that his right hand was about to grow, he finally understood.

The gap between him and Henry Zhang is not just strength.

"I can't tell, you still have time to soften your heart." Master Mo laughed jokingly.

"It's not soft-hearted." The sugarcane grass in his mouth turned slightly, Henry Zhang rolled his eyes in his heart: "It's just too lazy to care about it, it was just a small fight back then."

Hearing this, Master Mo smiled in relief.

This impulsive young man finally began to transform.

Perhaps after a period of time, it will no longer be possible to treat him as a teenager.

"Brother Xiao!"

"Brother Xiao is here!"

As soon as Henry Zhang stepped into the trading field, respectful and excited voices came from all directions. These people were all wearing the same clothes.

This is the symbol of Dange.

Although most of the Dan Pavilion members have followed Ji Jianli and You Haoxuan to take root in the Northern Territory, but there are also a few who chose to stay in the Thirteen Peaks.

After all, not everyone is interested in the life of fighting all day long.

Of course, if Su Ze and others encounter difficulties, as members of the Dan Pavilion, they are still willing to do their best to support them.

Just when Henry Zhang was surrounded by many excited alchemists, a cold breath suddenly came from the crowd, and a woman with cold cheeks walked out slowly.

The person in charge of Cangxue Pavilion, Shen Xue.

Standing in front of Henry Zhang, Shen Xue hesitated a little, a jade hand like white jade protruded from the ice-blue sleeve, and slowly stretched out in front of Henry Zhang.

"Hello……"

Looking at this scene, all the male disciples in the trading place were petrified.

Shen Xue, but a well-known clean freak, never had any physical contact with men, and now, she actually wants to shake hands with Henry Zhang?

"Hello, Senior Sister Shen Xue." With a faint smile, Henry Zhang Xu shook his hand, and then politely released it.

A flash of astonishment flashed in her eyes, Shen Xue's red lips were slightly raised, and her affection for Henry Zhang in her heart increased exponentially.

However, even so, there are still countless murderous eyes gathered on Henry Zhang.

Due to Shen Xue's character, many disciples regard her as a goddess in their minds. In this matter, even if Henry Zhang is the top of the star list, they will not make any concessions.

"It seems to have provoked public anger." Henry Zhang smiled wryly.

It's true that a beauty is a disaster.

"The number one on the Xingyun list, are you afraid of causing public anger?" Shen Xue smiled.

"Of course I'm afraid." Touching the tip of his nose, Henry Zhang replied honestly.

"By the way, have you heard about the Hurricane Bee Spirit?" Shen Xue changed the subject and finally got down to business.

"Hurricane Bee Spirit?" Henry Zhang's eyelids twitched, how could Shen Xue know Hurricane Bee Spirit?

Could it be...

"clang!"

A crisp bell ringing suddenly spread throughout the Thirteen Peaks. A disciple with a surprised expression flew up to the sky, and immediately flew towards the direction the bell was ringing.

This kind of bell will only appear when a major event occurs in Xingyun Peak.

Henry Zhang once heard it once.

Withdrawing his gaze from the shadows all over the sky, Henry Zhang looked at Shen Xue with some surprise. Could it be that the major event that is about to be notified is related to Hurricane Bee Spirit?

"After entering the Heavenly Mausoleum, I hope you will take care of me. Maybe I still have time to ask Junior Brother Xiao." With her toes lightly touching the ground, Shen Xue pursed her lips and smiled, and immediately, driven by the snow-white spirit wings, she lifted off slowly into the air without entering the flow of people. among.

God's Mausoleum?

A look of blankness flashed across his eyes, Henry Zhang shook his head, and also followed the crowd, sprinting towards the place where the sound of the bell spread.

There, countless disciples had already gathered there, and it was densely packed. On the high platform in the middle, an old man with a warm smile was standing on it with his hands behind his back.

"Mo Gong?" Henry Zhang was a little surprised.

What an important event it is, to bother this little peak master, who has never seen the end of the dragon, to appear in person.

A number of disciples continued to gather from all directions. Such a large number made the originally relatively open venue seem a little crowded.

Looking at a disciple with a puzzled face, Mo Gong's old laughter resounded unhurriedly.

"Everyone, have you heard of Shenlingtian?"