Master of Beasts

The huge palm prints were deeply embedded in the ground, and a blood-colored human-shaped silhouette was particularly conspicuous, and a faint blood mist floated on it.

Looking at this scene, the sound of breathing between heaven and earth seems to have stopped at this moment.

Lu Kui was actually slapped to death?

Eyebrows trembling violently, Shen Tuli, Wu Lang and the others all showed fear on their faces. In their eyes, the strong Linghuang is an extremely powerful existence, but in the hands of Song Mangyan, he is as weak as an ant!

At this moment, all the onlookers felt turbulent waves in their hearts, and there was a lot of fear in their eyes looking at Song Mangyan.

"Is this the Spirit King?"

Compared with the shock and fear of everyone, the faces of Zuo Qingshi and others showed a bit of fiery enthusiasm. Among the three wild sects, there are also strong spirit kings sitting in the town. I don't know how familiar they are compared with Song Mangyan.

"I hate other people exposing my scars."

Slowly withdrawing his palm, Song Mangyan said flatly: "Bai Xiao, Senior Feng Jue's face may not be able to shake the Bai family, so is my face enough?"

After Song Mangyan finished speaking, all eyes were focused on Bai Xiao, wanting to know his reaction.

The nails dug deep into the palms, and Bai Xiao's face was slightly distorted: "Song Manyan, I don't know what you have experienced in these years, but don't think that my Bai family does not have the power of King Nai He Ling!"

"hiss!"

Hearing this, all the people present took a deep breath. They had just witnessed the strength of the Ling King. He was the supreme powerhouse who could destroy the Ling King with one hand. How dare Bai Xiao dare to stand in front of Song Mangyan Say this to your face?

The pupils of the eyes flickered slightly, Song Mangyan's palm slowly retracted from Henry Zhang's body.

"If Senior Bai Qianli is willing to make a move, I will naturally have more trouble, but I will take this little guy away today no matter what."

"Wow!"

As soon as Song Manyan said this, a shocked uproar erupted. Bai Qianli, the former supreme powerhouse of the Bai family, is still alive?

Didn't he attack the lord of the Shaxing Palace at the same time as Meng Beidou, and then suffer heavy injuries, and has long since fallen?

If this is the case, doesn't it mean that the Bai family is likely to give birth to a spirit king again?

"Bai Qianli."

In the palace, Meng Tianchen looked at a few small dots in the sky and murmured softly.

No wonder Meng Beidou repeatedly warned the Bai family not to be provoked before he died after decades of hard work, so it was because of this.

The bitter spiritual storm whizzed in the sky, making the air in the arena extremely cold for a moment.

Everyone's eyes are projected on Bai Xiao, Bai Qianli, will he really show up?

The tense atmosphere lasted for about half an hour.

"Let him go."

Suddenly, an old sigh sounded from the land of the Bai family ancestors. There was no emotion in the voice: "That kid is just a useless person. Even if he is not killed, he will not survive today."

Clenching his fists tightly, Bai Xiao gave Song Mangyan a fierce look in Feng Jue's hand, and immediately turned around angrily under the gaze of the sky, while Bai Zhen's Lei Yanluo also gradually shrank, and finally hid in the mountains among.

The Bai family, under the intervention of Song Manyan, a strong spirit king, finally gave up!

"Thank you, Senior White."

Facing the direction of the Bai family's ancestral land, Song Mangyan cupped his hands calmly, and immediately turned around, and in the palm of his hand, soft spiritual power was poured into Henry Zhang's body continuously.

"How?" Feng Jue asked nervously.

After a moment of silence, Song Mangyan's eyes flashed with regret, and he shook his head gently.

"I'm late. If there were only four Mingquan fruits, they could still be forced out with spiritual power, but now, the evil energy of the Mingquan fruits has blocked even his spiritual gate, and the unknown one in the middle The crystal nucleus of his body has also completely turned into black, not to mention me, even if someone stronger comes, he can barely save his life." Song Mangyan sighed.

Upon hearing this,

Everyone completely understood that even if Henry Zhang survived by chance, he would only be a useless person from now on!

"It deserves it!" Shen Tuli, Wu Lang and the others felt a lot of gloating in their hearts, so what about the Wuyuan Spiritualist, what about his outstanding talent, why don't they still be abolished?

As long as he can join one of the three sects, Henry Zhang can only look up to them like a humble ant in his life!

"He is no longer worthy of being my opponent." Shen Tuli said lightly, and immediately returned to Humo Mountain under the guidance of the elders beside him.

In the future, he will join the three major sects to compete with the mainland, while Henry Zhang can only stay in the tiny Xueyue for the rest of his life.

"When we meet again, I will make you kneel and tremble at my feet." Wu Lang also sneered, and the blood-crying eagle spread its wings at his feet and flew into the distance.

"Ugh!"

Looking at Henry Zhang who was black all over, many people sighed, it's a pity that he disappeared from the crowd just after he emerged.

"Walk."

Taking one last look at Bai Jiazu, around Song Mangyan, the snow-white feathers rolled wildly like a storm, and when they dispersed again, the figures of several people completely disappeared in the sky.

Looking at the empty space, countless people looked at each other in blank dismay. What happened here will definitely spread throughout Xueyue at the fastest speed.

Just because a young man, two spirit kings appeared in Snow Wind City, I am afraid that even several surrounding empires will be shaken by this news.

However, the protagonist of this incident obviously ended in tragedy.

Just when everyone is gradually dispersing.

Youguang Empire, Qianji Pavilion.

"Sure enough, as you calculated, this kid really made a big fuss in Snow Wind City." Bai Shuize looked at Henry Zhang with his eyes closed tightly on the bed, and there was a bit of emotion in his voice.

"Then you didn't make a move?" Fang Shijie's laughter, like the neighing of a night owl, was extremely ear-piercing.

"Even a certain senior didn't intervene, so why should I bother." Bai Shuize shook his head, and looked at Song Mangyan beside him: "That bead didn't fall, right?"

Shaking his head slightly, Song Mangyan spread out his palms, and the deep stars and dragon balls had already dimmed.

Standing behind a few people, Feng Jue's expression was a little unnatural. In the room, there were actually two strong spirit kings, and Bai Shuize, who was wearing white clothes, he didn't even have the strength to spy.

"Do you really want to do this?" Bai Shuize held the Star Dragon Ball and hesitated slightly.

"It must be done."

Fang Shijie said slowly: "The Nether Spring Fruit was born from the Nether Spring. If a spirit beast takes one, it will basically be destroyed, and this kid has refined fourteen at the same time. If you don't take this This method, from now on, he will really be reduced to a useless person."

Hearing the words, Bai Shuize lingered on Henry Zhang's empty boundary stone for a while, and finally gave a wry smile.

"It seems that a certain senior also agreed."

Said, the spiritual power surged in Bai Shuize's hands, and the star dragon ball that was about to float up immediately shot straight into Henry Zhang's body.

"I hope it will be successful."