Master of Beasts

"Emperor Yunzhong, Bending Cloud Palm!"

Looking at the rushing Wu Ling, the emperor of the cloud looked solemn, and he slapped out a palm, and the majestic cloud turned into a giant hand, shattering the space.

"Boom!"

The giant hand hit Wu Ling, and it exploded, Wu Ling's body couldn't stop backing up a little, he raised his head, twitched the corner of his mouth with a sinister smile, and his speed doubled.

"This strength has already infinitely approached the void level." The people in the sky all lost their composure.

The entire boundary of Xuanyan is surrounded by demon energy.

Wu Ling is immortal, no one can rush out.

If they are defeated by Wu Ling, all of them will become the nourishment of Wu Ling's demon species!

"Mysterious golden bird, golden scale gun!"

"Wind Ghost King, Folding Wind Triple Ring Slash!"

"Yangyang Fish, Yanyang Explosion!"

Gong Liangyun and several ninth-rank spirit kings flashed to the front of the crowd and shouted loudly.

The golden gun flew, the wind knife whistled, and the flame exploded.

Above Xuanyan City, there was turmoil.

"Weak, too weak."

Amidst the loud laughter, Wu Ling flicked his right arm, and the pitch-black arm swelled to the size of a hundred feet, like a mountain peak swinging horizontally, defeating the oncoming attack.

"Come again!"

Lu Jinxuan's eyes turned cold, and the flame and ice spiritual gates opened on both sides of his body, a flaming crane and a cold toad rushed towards Wu Ling.

Black golden bird, fire plume crane, ice green toad.

These are his three ninth-rank throne-level spirit beasts.

"Six to one, there should be no suspense." A hesitant voice came from the crowd behind.

Lu Jinxuan is a three-source spiritual master.

Geng Yanming is a dual-source spiritual master.

Gongliangyun single source.

Added up, there are a total of six ninth-rank throne-level spirit beasts.

The man's voice just fell.

The grinning Wu Ling appeared above the Yanyang fish, swung his huge right arm fiercely, and the hit Yanyang fish, like a streamer of light, hit the ground heavily.

"Boom!"

Hot magma swept across, and a thousand-foot-sized deep pit collapsed out.

The sky was dead silent.

Wu Ling's performance was too frightening.

"See, this is my strength."

The huge right arm hangs on the side, which is incompatible with the small body. Wu Ling looks around at the people present and the terrified figures in the distance, and spreads his left hand with a smile. A few dark demon seeds are floating on it: " Don't you want it? I can give you this chance."

Looking at the demon seed in Wu Ling's hand, some people couldn't help swallowing.

This power is indeed heart-stirring.

"Who dares you!" Gong Liangyun scolded angrily.

Are these guys out of their minds?

He was actually tempted by this dirty power.

With a smile on her face, Wu Ling continued: "Moreover, as long as you become one of my members, you can avoid the tragic death, and the others will be swallowed up."

After a short silence.

"I am willing!" After a man struggled, he rushed out frantically.

He just swept a thousand feet away.

"puff!"

The sharp long knife pierced his chest, the man lowered his head in a daze, and fell to the ground. It was Geng Yanming's Wind Ghost King who killed him.

The people who were moved just now fell silent in an instant.

"Something with a weak heart."

Geng Yanming scolded: "Do you want to be like that beast, become a monster that disowns all relatives and devours the same kind? Use your brains to think clearly!"

The faces of Gong Liangyun and Lu Jinxuan were also extremely cold.

Whoever thinks about it again will definitely kill them.

"You are scared."

Looking at several sixth-level spirit kings, Wu Ling shook his head and smiled: "See, few people can resist the temptation of this kind of power. It won't be long before the entire continent will be ours again."

Gong Liangyun and the others looked cold and solemn.

Wu Yu was right.

The temptation of this power is extremely huge.

Back then, there were only thirty-six races of monsters in the true sense, including Feng Moxiao and Luo Tianshi, but there were only a few thousand. The rest were all demon servants who voluntarily fused with demon species.

That number is even more than thirty-six demons,

A million times more.

"That day will never come."

A killing intent flashed across Gong Liangyun's eyes: "Besides, you won't see it either."

Surrounded by the majestic clouds, Emperor Yunzhong clapped his palms continuously, and the white palm prints enveloped Wu Ling with great power.

"Bang bang bang!"

After smashing the palm prints one after another, Wu Yao laughed wildly: "People, I just don't want to admit the reality. After I abolish you, I will let you see with your own eyes how many people have turned from darkness to light and chose the same path as me."

The six spirit beasts were entangled with Wu Ling crazily.

But the absolute superiority in numbers can't help Wu Ling.

No difference.

"Buzz!"

Taking out the nine-device roulette, Henry Zhang stuffed three magic circles, the terrifying energy accumulated in the middle at a high speed, and with a bang, a bright beam of light spewed out.

"Little offal!"

After repelling the Huo Linghe, Wu Ling suddenly turned his head, the killing intent in his eyes soaring.

If he said who he wanted to kill the most, it must be Henry Zhang.

"Several of you, trap him." Henry Zhang shouted violently.

"Wind Ghost King, square blade!"

"Fire feather crane, fire feather halberd!"

"Emperor Yunzhong, swirling airflow!"

The attack and containment of several spirit beasts made the furious Wu Ling unable to escape for a while, and the bright beam of light spanned the ten thousand zhang space and bombarded him.

"Go away!"

Sweeping away a few spirit beasts, Wu Ling clenched his right hand violently, a pitch-black round wall condensed out like lightning, and a beam of light blasted on it, trembling rapidly.

"Boom!"

The powerful energy spread in all directions, cracks spread from the round wall, and the moment the energy of the beam of light was exhausted, there was a bang, and it exploded into fragments all over the sky.

"efficient!"

Lu Jinxuan cheered up: "As expected of our lord, he can actually practice the six techniques of refining weapons to such a level. With your assistance, he will definitely be able to kill Wu Ling."

"A craftsman?" His chest heaved violently, and Wu Ling's face was cold.

Artifact refiners and alchemists all played extremely important roles in the battle between spiritual masters and monsters.

Under the formidable soul power of the craftsman, all the monsters whose bodies were blown up and wanted to escape have nowhere to hide, and the craftsman's refining technique can create terrifying destructive power.

"Boom!"

The beam of light sprayed from the wheel again.

Wu Ling clutched his chest, coughing up blood.

"Damn it!"

Wu Ling's eyes were scarlet, and he said fiercely: "Aren't all the powerful refiners in the Dizhou? The famous families of the refiners in the four major domains should have been killed tens of thousands of years ago."

"Kill it clean?" Henry Zhang frowned slightly.

"you do not know?"

Wu Ling froze for a moment, and smiled ironically: "You don't think that the craftsmen really can't compete with the formation masters and puppet masters, so they gradually declined. Those hypocrites in Dizhou really know how to brainwash!"

"They were actually afraid that the magic weapons made by the craftsmen would threaten their status, so they came to a big cleanup to drive out all the famous craftsmen's families."

"You guys, are you still counting on those hypocrites to save the Four Great Domains? Haha!"

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