Master of Beasts

The icicles formed by Jiang Miao and Su Hong fell to the ground, Zhou Yao's face darkened a little bit, and a dangerous cold light gathered in his eyes.

He didn't expect that Henry Zhang not only didn't back down after his shocking words, but intensified.

"Dare to disrespect me like this, you are the first one in this Shenling Heaven." Zhou Yao's voice was full of murderous intent.

"If you are not killed by me, then in the future, there will be more and more people who don't give you face." Henry Zhang stroked his chin lightly and smiled faintly.

The third-order Linghuang is indeed extremely rare in the current Shenling Heaven.

However, Zhou Yao's age was placed there after all.

Sooner or later, a place like Shenlingtian will still be ruled by the four superpowers and some monstrous characters.

But obviously, Zhou Yao does not belong to this category.

"Very well, I have decided that from now on, no one from Xingyun Peak will be left in the Shenling." Zhou Yao's eyes were cold.

In the future, he would mercilessly kill anyone who saw Xingyun Peak again.

"Are you sure?" Henry Zhang's mouth curled up with a murderous arc.

The reason why Xingyun Peak disciples don't wear the same clothes as other forces is to avoid this situation. If Zhou Yao can accurately find the people from Xingyun Peak, he is considered to be very powerful.

Shenlingtian is so big, even if he is tired, he can be exhausted to death.

On the other hand, the disciples of the Scorpion King Sect were all wearing scorpion pattern robes and black shirts, which were particularly eye-catching.

"Boom!"

A flick of a finger shattered Zhou Yao's phantom, Henry Zhang raised his eyes slightly, and a faintly invisible cold light flashed through it quickly.

The Scorpion King's Gate, due to its backing against Da Leitian, was already at odds with Xingyun Peak.

In this case, let's clean up all the disciples of the Scorpion King Sect.

"Shua!"

Standing soaring into the sky, hidden in the dark night, Henry Zhang lay on the branch of an ancient tree, rested for a night, and officially started his journey of slaughter.

The ancient trees are gray, in a dense forest.

"You...don't come here!"

A young girl with pretty cheeks looked at several disciples of the Scorpion King Sect who were approaching constantly, biting her lip tightly with her white teeth, a trace of blood seeped from her lips.

"Hey, I heard that Echo Valley only accepts female disciples, and all of them are fair-skinned and beautiful. In this kind of place, if we can be met by brothers, we are destined, how about..."

"Shua!"

A white light flashed, and bloodstains quickly appeared on the throats of the disciples of the Scorpion King Sect.

Looking at the fallen Scorpion King Sect disciples, the girl was trembling, not daring to move an inch. The black-robed boy standing in front of her was searching for the fragments of the mausoleum of several Scorpion King Sect disciples in the empty boundary stone.

Looking at the swaying figure, the girl's face turned pale.

In a place like Shenlingtian, there is no rules or order at all, and the youngsters in front of her are likely to behave like beasts like those disciples of the Scorpion King Sect.

"Only a thousand fragments of the mausoleum, a bunch of poor ghosts!"

Cursingly unfolding the fire wings, Henry Zhang ejected into the air, and the few withered yellow branches that he brushed off couldn't help shaking.

"call!"

Determined that Henry Zhang would not return again, the female disciple of Echo Valley collapsed to the ground along the tree trunk, that pretty pale face was already covered with cold sweat.

Three months passed in a flash.

In the northern area of ​​Shenlingtian, a strange rumor has emerged.

There was a young man in a black robe who specialized in hunting people from the Scorpion King Sect. It seemed that he was different from them. In just three months, 400 disciples from the Scorpion King Sect had died.

You know, there are only five hundred disciples who entered the Scorpion King's Gate in the Shenling Mausoleum!

"asshole!"

A punch blasted the hard boulder, Zhou Yao was out of breath, and the disciples of the Scorpion King Sect standing around him all lowered their heads quickly, not daring to look at him.

"Xiao Yang..."

Raising his head, Zhou Yao's eyes blazed fiercely.

In the past three months, Henry Zhang killed 400 disciples of the Scorpion King Sect, and he only met ten disciples of Xingyun Peak, and one escaped by luck.

and,

It was the nine who died who discovered that they were traces of Xingyun Peak's disciples when they searched for their space boundary stones.

In other words, during the past three months, he was running around like a headless chicken.

"Look, find it for me quickly, find a disciple of Xingyun Peak, and I will reward him with a thousand fragments of the divine mausoleum!"

As soon as Zhou Yao's angry shout fell, the surrounding disciples of the Scorpion King quickly dispersed.

"Asshole, asshole!"

Stepping on the gravel as if venting, Zhou Yao panted heavily, with a ruthless expression on his face.

Killing Xingyun Peak's disciples was originally the duty of Da Leitian's affiliated forces. Before entering Shenlingtian, he received a mandatory order to kill five hundred Xingyun Peak's disciples.

That order came from Baiyou.

Thinking of Bai You's appearance, Zhou Yao's back could not help but to ooze cold sweat

In his life, he was rarely afraid of anything, but Bai You, who acted strangely, was definitely his nightmare.

He would rather fight ten third-order spirit emperors than offend Baiyou.

Beside a clear pool.

"120,000 fragments of the mausoleum."

There was a scar on his face, Henry Zhang wiped it indifferently, and grinned.

This scar was left when he was hunted down by a fourth-order spirit emperor half a month ago, but fortunately, he escaped the pursuit in the end, but his cheek was covered by the spirit beast of the fourth-order spirit emperor. scratched.

However, instead of being angry, Henry Zhang was extremely excited.

This feeling of walking on the edge of life and death can even stimulate the desire to become stronger.

In the past three months, he has had several small chances and been in danger several times. Both Yubingdie and Yao have been promoted to the second level. Down, slowly accumulating.

"The 120,000 fragments of the sacred mausoleum have finally been assembled, and we can exchange for that item."

Standing beside the stone tablet in Qingtan, Henry Zhang gently pushed a fragment of the divine mausoleum into it.

This stone monument is called the Shenling Monument, a disciple of Cangyue Pavilion. Two months ago, the blind cat encountered a dead mouse and discovered that after pushing the fragments of the Shenling Mausoleum into the Shenling Monument, a light curtain will appear.

The light curtain is full of various items.

Thousands of years ago, the disciples of the Shenling Sect used the Shenling Stele to replenish themselves, and then fought more violently.

"found it!"

Staring at a fiery red glass spherical object, Henry Zhang smiled, and the 120,000 fragments of the sacred mausoleum in the space boundary stone disappeared after a flash of light.

Holding the fiery red glass ball, Henry Zhang's other one touched Chi Yan's back.

This thing is called Yanhu Essence Soul. Although the specific function is unknown, it can cause the water lotus flame in Chi Yan's body to produce a violent reaction. Maybe, with the help of this thing, Chi Yan can quickly break through to the Emperor Qiong level.

"It should be used like this."

As soon as he grasped the soul of the broken flame fox spirit, a sea of ​​flames swept across Henry Zhang's surroundings instantly, and the hard ground cracked under the burning of the fire.