Master of Beasts

The silver-white wings waved rapidly, and Henry Zhang's figure suddenly appeared above the quaint disc. He stretched out his palm and grabbed the spinning Hei Mingzhu directly.

"Cunning boy!" Qiu Zhong's eyes were slightly cold. Although he was an eighth-level spirit master, he was far behind Henry Zhang, so he never thought about competing for the Hei Mingzhu first.

"Bone Blade Spear!"

Staring at Henry Zhang with a gloomy face, Qiu Zhong spread his palms, and in the rushing black air, a sharp white bone spear was condensed like lightning, and small bone blades protruded from both sides of the spear. Stretching out, exuding an extremely sharp breath.

"call out!"

Qiu Zhong flicked his palm fiercely, and the bone spear pierced through the air with the sound of whimpering and piercing the wind, and pierced Henry Zhang's head trickily and viciously.

His eyes were indifferent, Henry Zhang stepped on the disc, and the sharp bone spear flew past his soles, and shot into the wall with a bang, and the spider web-like cracks occupied half of the wall.

"come over!"

Henry Zhang rushed down and grabbed the Hei Mingzhu into his hands. The expressions of Qiu Zhong and Old Man Guimu changed slightly, especially the murderous intent in the eyes of the latter.

After all, according to the agreement between him and Qiu Zhong, the Hei Mingzhu should belong to him.

"Qiu Zhong, kill him!" The old man Guimu gritted his teeth and shouted, if it weren't for Youli's blue-winged sea butterfly, who entangled his night demon tree tightly, he would definitely tear Henry Zhang into pieces.

"Buzz!"

Grabbing the Hei Mingzhu, Henry Zhang’s face had not had time to show joy, a strong suction suddenly burst out from the hole in the disc, and the Hei Mingzhu in his hand was instantly sucked in by the hole, and His palm was also firmly attached to the center of the disc, making it difficult to leave.

"What's going on!" Qiu Zhong's pupils shrank slightly, and he could see that there were mysterious lines on the surface of the disc, which spread rapidly, and the Hei Mingzhu stuffed into the hollow was emitting a dark luster.

"Release me!" Henry Zhang gritted his teeth, and the wings behind his back vibrated crazily, but that powerful suction, like countless ghost hands, grabbed his arm, making him unable to move half a point.

At this moment, the old man Guimu and Youli also stopped fighting. They looked at Henry Zhang who was torn by the strong wind with a look of surprise. Could it be that there is something weird about that disc?

"Buzz!"

The disk was shaken suddenly, and the black underworld bead in Henry Zhang's space boundary stone shot out uncontrollably, and was directly embedded in another round hole. Complicated lines were quickly outlined on the disk, Finally, it slowly climbed onto Henry Zhang's palm, spreading all the way to his face.

"It's another black bead!" Qiu Zhong and the old man Guimu's faces suddenly showed a lot of greed. If they can get two black beads at the same time and hand them over to their own spirit beasts for refining, then the Netherlight Empire will be ten thousand years old. The position of the Great Spiritual Pan strongman must have his own place.

"what!"

As the lines spread on his body, Henry Zhang's face was slightly distorted. Every line of this line was like a sharp needle constantly carving out on his body, which was extremely painful.

Moreover, the pain is still superimposed, even if thousands of ants eat one's heart, it is not enough to describe the pain.

Looking at the sweat oozing from Henry Zhang's forehead, Youli's slender hands were gently clenched, while Qiu Zhong and the old man Guimu had solemn expressions. They didn't know whether this situation was good or bad for them. Bad.

Gritting his teeth hard, the muscles on Henry Zhang's face twitched slightly, and the weird lines all over his body suddenly swarmed up and rushed towards his face.

"Shua!"

Henry Zhang's eyes became sluggish in an instant. In front of him, one after another blurred images retreated sharply. First, the Nether Light Empire, then Xueyue, rushed into the distance, and finally, a strange black tower appeared In his line of sight.

The line of sight moves up quickly along the black tower. On the last floor of the black tower, a mass of thick black mist rolls slowly. Around it, there are dozens of chains waving in the air. At first glance, it is quite mysterious .

"Clatter!"

The chain slowly shrinks into the black mist,

Immediately, the life in the black mist seemed to feel something suddenly. A pair of indifferent eyes looked forward calmly through the black mist.

"Shua!"

After a while, a fierce black light cut through the space and slashed out fiercely. While Henry Zhang's face was pale, his consciousness returned to the real space.

"puff!"

The bright red blood gushed out from his mouth, Henry Zhang's figure, like a withered dead leaf, retreated sharply, and the huge quaint disc shrunk to less than a palm at a speed visible to the naked eye Size, quietly suspended.

"The King of Nights..."

In mid-air, blood flowed from the corner of Henry Zhang's mouth. Although he did not see the real body in the black mist, the name immediately appeared in his mind.

"Qiu Zhong, take this opportunity and kill him!" The old man Guimu yelled furiously, resounding through the air.

"Psyche Bone Dragon, Bone Cracking Dart!"

Seeing Henry Zhang's embarrassing appearance, Qiu Zhong's eyes also revealed a ruthless look. The bone clock transformed into a ghost bone dragon rose into the sky, and then quickly transformed into a prototype, with clouds of black mist surrounding it uncertainly.

After Minggulong left, the flame crystal wall around Chi Yan shattered, and its body also collapsed to the ground powerlessly. With the strength of a fifth-level high-level spirit master, it has already reached its limit to shake Minggulong.

"Crack!"

The hollow eye sockets stared at Henry Zhang, and the bone spurs all over Minggulong's body whizzed up, and immediately gathered in midair. In a moment, it seemed to form a bone dart with slightly curved ends.

"Whoosh!"

The bone dart pierced through the air, passed a strange arc, and mercilessly slashed on Henry Zhang's chest, the sound of bone shattering resounded crisply.

The blood in the mouth spurted wildly again, and Henry Zhang fell heavily on the wall. When he slid to the ground, a long trace of blood was printed on the wall.

"Don't let him slow down!" The old man Guimu's eyes were ecstatic, as long as Henry Zhang was killed, Qiu Zhong would be able to pull out his hand, and then kill Youli.

"Henry Zhang, is this move a surprise?"

Sen Leng's bone dart was suspended above Ming Bone Dragon's head, and Qiu Zhong was grinning all over his face. As long as there was another blow, no matter what means Henry Zhang had, he would be buried here.

There was a chill in his eyes, and Youli stretched out his slender hand, just about to take back the blue-winged sea butterfly and open the fourth spiritual gate, but Henry Zhang suddenly raised his head slowly, and shook his blood-stained palm gently, this time The movement made her seal hands stop there for a moment.

"come over!"

Taking a deep breath, Henry Zhang's eyes suddenly became ruthless, and the slowly floating disk swept towards him with a swish, and was immediately held tightly by his palm.

"Next, it's time for me to surprise you."

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