Master of Beasts

The sudden sound made Mo Yin startled, and immediately he raised his head, and saw a young man in black robe, leaning lazily on the beam, staring at him with a half-smile with.

"Henry Zhang?" Mo Yin looked at Henry Zhang, his pupils shrank suddenly, he couldn't believe it, Henry Zhang dared to go back to Blackscale Town, and even sneaked into the Yanhuang Hunting Spirit Group.

With her ruddy lips parted slightly, Yue Ningyi, who was on the bed, also had an expression of disbelief, and immediately, a look of anxiety appeared in her eyes.

"Hurry up, Mo Cheng and Mo Sen are both in the Yanhuang Spirit Hunting Group now!" Yue Ningyi said anxiously to Henry Zhang.

"Walk?"

When he came back to his senses, a mocking smile slowly appeared on Mo Yin's face: "Henry Henry, you are so courageous, if there is a way to heaven, you don't go, and if there is no way to hell, you will cast yourself. My little life, stay here!"

After the mocking voice fell, Mo Yin waved his palm, and a sound transmission conch appeared in his hand, and immediately a trace of khaki spiritual power rushed into the sound transmission conch.

However, seeing this scene, Henry Zhang just smiled faintly, still leaning on the beam, staring at Mo Yin with great interest, while Yue Ningyi's small face was already full of horror.

"Father, Henry Zhang is in my room, hurry up and bring someone here, tonight, I'm going to chop him up!" Mo Yin put down the sound transmission snail, looked at Henry Zhang with serious eyes, there was something in his voice Thick carefree.

Thinking of killing this person today, Mo Yin's mood became extremely good.

Lightly tapping the beam with his finger, Henry Zhang smiled lightly: "Master Moyin, look at your sound transmission conch, maybe, you can find some surprises."

His face changed slightly, Mo Yin quickly raised the sound transmission conch, and a trace of astonishment flashed across his pupils.

The pearl inside the sound transmission snail is actually dull, and the news he just said has not been passed on at all!

"What did you do!" Mo Yin stared at Henry Zhang angrily, stepped on the ground with the sole of his foot, and a rock snake with a gray and white body burrowed out of the cracked rock, biting Mo Yin's body, completely protected in it.

"Do you think you can beat me?" Henry Zhang raised the corner of his mouth playfully, with a hint of sarcasm in his voice.

Hearing this, Mo Yin's complexion suddenly became ugly. Henry Zhang was only a fifth-level spirit man in the black scale arena that day. Compared with his seventh-level spirit man, he was two levels behind. , but in the blink of an eye, he has also reached the seventh-level spirit man. This speed is really shocking.

More importantly, compared with him, Henry Zhang, the seventh-level spirit, is undoubtedly much stronger. Even Mo Sen was buried in his hands, let alone an ordinary seventh-level spirit.

Thinking of this, a sharp light flashed in Mo Yin's eyes, and the tail of the rock snake beside him was slammed to the ground, and the dull collision sound resounded.

"Henry Zhang, my father will be able to rush over in a moment when he hears this voice, and by then, you will be dead!" Mo Yin grinned and said with a big smile.

"Oh, is that so?" Henry Zhang smiled faintly, and while waving his palm, an ice-breaking flying blade shot out suddenly, slashing fiercely on the wooden door.

"Crack!"

After a slight stalemate, the ice-breaking flying blade landed on the wooden door, shattering inch by inch, and finally turned into countless crystal clear ice fragments and fell down.

A piece of golden ripples slightly turbulent around the room, like a wave, completely isolating the sound inside and outside the door.

"What is this!" Mo Yin's complexion suddenly became ugly as if he had eaten a dead mouse. A feeling of panic pervaded his heart, and his head, which had been drowsy due to alcohol, instantly became extremely sober.

"If I didn't want to ask you something, how could it be so troublesome."

A cold light flashed in Henry Zhang's eyes, and Chi Yan, lying on his chest, shot down suddenly. His purple eyes stared at the rock coldly, and the sharp claws of Zi Yan, facing its head,

Grab it hard.

"Rock Snake, Rock Scale Rain!"

Amidst Mo Yin's fearful voice, the scales on the rock snake's body stood up suddenly, and then quickly broke away, and with bursts of sharp wind-breaking energy, it shot towards the flying red flame.

"Wow!"

The purple flame on the red flame's sharp claws exploded in an instant, and those flying rock scales were caught into pieces on the spot like fragile glass.

As the gravel fell, the red flame turned into a stream of purple light, intersecting with the rock snake's head, and then lightly fell to the ground. With a wave of the fox's paw, the ejected sharp claw retracted with a swish.

Staring blankly at Chi Yan, the rock snake opened its mouth, and the gray-white snake head fell to the ground with a bang, and its body was also shattered and scattered on the ground.

Mo Yin's face was instantly ashen.

Gently exerting force on the soles of his feet, Henry Zhang jumped to the ground, and immediately took out a spirit-gathering fruit from the empty boundary stone, threw it into Yue Ningyi's hands, and said with a smile: "Refining this fruit, the cartilage in your body will loosen, and it will will be forced out.”

After looking at Henry Zhang for a long while, Yue Ningyi nodded with difficulty, her eyes lowered slightly, did this guy come here specially to save her, but it seemed that he wasn't.

Just when Yue Ningyi was full of thoughts, Henry Zhang pulled over a seat, sat down lazily, leaned lazily on the back of the chair, and smiled slightly: "Mr. Mo, let's talk. "

"What do you want me to say!" Mo Yin stared at Henry Zhang angrily, but in that voice, there was an unconcealable panic.

"Well, about a certain tomb in the Blackscale Mountains." Henry Zhang said softly.

"What kind of tomb, I don't know!" Mo Yin's eyes flashed slightly. Isn't this guy always in the north of the mountain range, which is at least dozens of miles away from him. How did he know this news.

"Shua!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Henry Zhang waved out his palm, and the small ice shattering flying blade instantly sank into Mo Yin's left leg. During the erosion of the ice breath, the surrounding flesh and blood were all frozen, and then there was a crackling sound, and there was a cracking sound .

Staring blankly at the bloody ice flowing from under his feet, Mo Yin screamed after a long while, but seeing the flying blade emerging from Henry Zhang's hand, the voice that was halfway through the shout was instantly suppressed by him middle.

"The flying blade just aimed at your leg. Do you want to guess where I will shoot this one?" Henry Zhang said with a smile.

"Devil!" The corners of Mo Yin's mouth trembled. This guy was much more ruthless than many spirit hunters who were licking blood!

"You still have three breaths of time." Henry Zhang spun the ice blade in his hand, his voice was cold.

Mo Yin's legs were trembling, and his face was full of struggles.

Three breaths passed, Henry Zhang narrowed his eyes, and just about to wave his palm, the defense line in Mo Yin's heart finally collapsed completely.

"The Blazing Fire Spirit Tomb, it's the Blazing Fire Spirit Tomb!" Mo Yin yelled loudly.

Hearing this, Henry Zhang was overjoyed, this trip was indeed not in vain.

[It’s finally written, the fifth update is here, and the water testing is over. It’s hard work, let’s slow down a little bit, the collection added today will be released in the next few days, and there will be no less chapters, but I won't work as hard as I did these two days, forgive Fan Yan for being so handicapped]