Master of Beasts

Just when Henry Zhang's palm was grabbed, the green streamer seemed to have eyes, and the trajectory changed rapidly, flying downward.

"Tian Yanying!"

Leaving a flame figure in place, Henry Zhang's figure flashed, and he grabbed the fleeing green light into his palm.

In an instant, a stream of detailed information flooded into his mind.

"Three vines entanglement, wood attribute spirituality, condense three tough vines, block a small area, help your own spirit beasts, and complete the kill."

Let go of your right hand, and the emerald green streamer flew into the distance as if fleeing.

Shaking his head slightly, Henry Zhang looked in other directions.

This spiritual technique might be very useful for a spiritual master who does not have a binding spiritual skill for spirit beasts, but for him, it is very useless.

Next, Henry Zhang caught several streamers one after another in this area.

"Raging Flame Spear, a fire-attributed attacking spirit technique, fights against people, stimulates spiritual power, flame-forming spear, sharp spear tip, and can even pierce the body of some spirit beasts, which has a miraculous effect."

"Nine Thunder Jue, a lightning-attribute offensive spiritual art, creates a cloud of thunder, cuts down nine thunderbolts, blocks the path of the opponent's spirit beast, and cooperates with one's own spirit beast, which is extremely effective."

"Demon Spirit Step, a dark-attribute movement-type spirit art. When this spirit art is cast, two illusory demon spirits appear on the calf, making the speed of its movement skyrocket by several times."

"..."

Henry Zhang let go of his palm, and the streamer seemed to bloom, shooting around.

None of these spiritual spells could catch his eyes.

However, after capturing this period of time, he vaguely discovered the pattern.

The easier it is to control the streamer, the more common the effect of the spirit spell. On the contrary, those streamers that move extremely fast and change the trajectory often contain extremely rare spirit spells.

"In that case."

Henry Zhang grinned: "Kong Ling Luo, Yu Bing Die, Xue You Mei!"

Three spirit beasts appeared in front of him.

In this way, the efficiency of capturing streamer light will be greatly enhanced.

"He's cheating!"

Behind the Lingshu Pavilion, an old man almost vomited blood looking at Henry Zhang and the three spirit beasts in the light curtain.

Three spirit beasts, plus a spiritual master...

This is the rogue lineup he's ever seen.

"Old man Lin, you didn't have a rule. Multi-source spiritual masters can only drive one spirit beast." Yang Kun, who was sitting on a chair drinking tea, looked at the scene in the light curtain and said with great interest.

The old man Lin in his mouth is the old man in front of him, Lin Lang.

He is also the owner of the Lingshu Pavilion.

But for all the elders of Si Xiaofeng, no one knows that Lin Lang regards this spiritual art pavilion as his lifeblood, especially the spiritual art in it.

Therefore, he formulated a series of inhumane rules in the eyes of all Waifeng disciples.

For example, if you want to enter the Spiritual Art Pavilion, you must have a token, and the method of obtaining the token is also controlled by him, which is extremely difficult, and even if you get the token, you have to spend a lot of means to obtain the spiritual art.

As for those streamers, it was also his handwriting.

Under all these obstacles, the truly rare spiritual art in his hands has almost never been obtained.

And Henry Zhang, actually used three spirit beasts?

Shameless!

"Then I'll add it!" Lin Lang made a gesture to take out the manual and change the rules.

"It's late, you can't drive him out now." Yang Kun said amusedly.

"Damn it!" Lin Lang's aching heart was trembling: "I want to curse this kid for not being able to get rare spiritual spells, ah!"

For everything that happened in the rear, Henry Zhang in the Lingshu Pavilion naturally remained silent.

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"Konglingluo, seal off the entire area with vines!"

"Xue Youmei, drive that streamer back."

"Ice Butterfly, use the ice wall to block their retreat!"

Every word of Henry Zhang,

It made Lin Lang's heart bleed, and the corners of his mouth twitched wildly.

"Fifty ways, the effect is good." Henry Zhang showed joy, and began to count the spoils lightly.

"Thunder Sword Jue, a thunder-attribute offensive spiritual art, holds lightning in the hand and forms a thunder sword to strike down. Once it hits, the flying thunder light has a small probability of causing a paralyzing effect, making the opponent unable to move."

"Dragon Poison Drill, a poisonous attack-type spiritual art, the poisonous gas spreading on the upper arm, roaring, like a poisonous dragon, when it hits the hard armor of the spirit beast that produces cracks, it will shatter."

"Golden Crow Armor, a metallic defensive spirit technique, mobilizes a large amount of spiritual power, resists the attacks of spirit beasts below the Emperor Qiong level, and lasts for three breaths."

It has to be said that the quality of these spiritual arts is higher than before, but Henry Zhang is still not satisfied.

"Haha, don't struggle, just pick two and go." Lin Lang gloated, and if Yang Kun wasn't present, he might have hummed a ditty.

The truly rare spiritual arts are not so easy to obtain.

"Xuanbingjin..."

However, within the light curtain, Henry Zhang's voice made Lin Lang's smile suddenly froze on his face.

Xuan Bingjin? !

This spirit technique is one of his most satisfying treasures, Henry Zhang, unexpectedly caught it?

"Xuan Bing Jin, an ice-attribute offensive spirit technique, condenses the ice spiritual power in the palm of the hand and penetrates into the opponent's body. In the later stage of refining, it can create cold poison, which can only be solved by those who control Xuan Bing Jin." Henry Zhang's eyes flickered .

"puff!"

The tea spouted out of his mouth, and Yang Kun laughed out loud.

Now, Lin Lang might cry to death.

"Bastard boy!" Lin Lang was so angry that he jumped his feet. He didn't have the demeanor of a strong spirit emperor. He wished he could break into the Lingshu Pavilion and take Henry Zhang out to beat him up.

"You said you, why do you keep so many spiritual skills?" Yang Kun teased.

"You know what a fart, Xia Chong can't say anything..." Lin Lang wanted to cry but had no tears.

"Okay, okay, everything you say is right." Yang Kun shook his head and smiled.

"Let it go, let it go, there are many good spiritual spells, throw it away quickly and catch others." Lin Lang looked forward to it.

"That's it." Breaking through Liuguang's protection, Henry Zhang threw Xuan Bingjin into the sky boundary stone.

"I hate this kid!" Lin Lang was furious, labeling Henry Zhang as unwelcome in his heart.

"Shua!"

Suddenly, a green streamer flashed in front of Henry Zhang, the speed was extremely fast, and in the process of moving, the flashes were erratic.

"It fluctuates."

Staring at the streamer, Henry Zhang's complexion changed slightly: "Could it be that..."

Without even thinking about it, Henry Zhang took the three spirit beasts and quickly chased them away.

"It's the spirit technique." Yang Kun was slightly stunned.

That spirit technique has existed in the Spiritual Art Pavilion for a long time, not to mention disciples, even the elders of the outer sect are difficult to approach, and Lin Lang regards it as the most rare spiritual technique in the Spiritual Art Pavilion.

none of them.

"Haha, he dared to pay attention to that spiritual technique. It seems that this time he can only harvest Xuanbing Jin. It's not a loss for two tokens to throw a spiritual technique." Lin Lang was proud.

"Come here!"

Spreading his palms, Henry Zhang's eyes turned hard, and the crystal nucleus in his body exploded instantly, turning into a violent suction.

Suddenly, the erratic streamer seemed to have been summoned by some kind, and shot back frantically, falling into Henry Zhang's right hand.

"Snapped!"