Master of Beasts

The night sky is quiet and far-reaching. Under the sky full of stars, a meteor suddenly cuts through the night cloud, dragging a long and beautiful arc of light, and then disappearing into the sky.

Walking out of the black turret, Xiao Yang noticed the many gazes behind him, his eyes squinted slightly, and he walked cautiously through a few streets before he stepped out from the gate of the black market.

It was late at night, walking on a quiet street, the surrounding area was deserted, and occasionally, a cold wind blew, adding a bit of coolness to the night.

"The guy who doesn't give up."

Out of the corner of his eye, Xiao Yang shook his head helplessly. Sure enough, he didn't want to do it, but others wanted to do it. Then Xie Guan and Wei Ying were determined to trouble him tonight.

However, there are only two second-order spiritualists, isn't it a bit too confident?

"Hey, this kid is really a weak one. After following so long, he has not been found. He deserves to be planted in our hands." Xie Guan stared at Xiao Yang's back and sneered.

"I like his Firefox. It's so beautiful. After peeling the skin, it will be made into fur. It must look good. Be careful later." Wei Ying's eyes were full of greed.

"Don't worry, trust my technique." Xie Guan laughed sharply.

Walked out a few hundred meters again, but Xiao Yang's footsteps suddenly stopped. He raised his face, his gaze, like a sharp sword, suddenly pointed to the top of the building on the left.

"Since it's here, why not show up." Xiao Yang's calm voice was slightly cold.

Seeing this, Xie Guan and Wei Ying both grinned. Just when they were about to make a sound, a hoarse and unpleasant voice suddenly came from above.

"Hey, boy of the Xiao family, good perception."

Above the building, an old man with a gloomy face was staring at Xiao Yang with a smile, with his hands on the back, a black scorpion slowly crawling around, making a hissing sound.

"The old man of ghost scorpion."

Staring at the old man, Xiao Yang's heart was slightly cold.

The old man of Guixie, the strong man who has long been famous in Guyang City, with the help of the chief spirit beast, Guimianxie, has made many spiritists frightened by the news. A few years ago, there was news of his violent death. Now it seems that it is indeed just rumor.

Xie Guan and Wei Ying, who were standing behind, were glanced at by the old man of Guixie, and their scalp was numb, and they didn't even dare to make a sound. Their hearts were full of fear.

"Hehe, just dealing with a junior, I didn't expect even you to come."

At this moment, behind another building, a withered figure slowly stepped out, and the messy branches were reflected on the wall, leaving a hideous shadow.

"Liu Tu."

Looking at the person standing beside the Withered Wood Monster, a flash of cold light flashed across Xiao Yang's eyes.

"There is another one over there."

Gui Xie old man pointed at the distance with a smile, only to see a white wind crane, flapping its wings, staying in the air, the cold crane pupil, looking down, as if trying to pierce Xiao Yang's body.

On the back of Fenghe, a young man stepped up, with his hands behind him, his expression on his face was rather indifferent.

"Song He." Liu Tu grinned, showing yellowed teeth.

"Three spiritual masters..." Wei Ying swallowed, her voice trembling with fear.

"Senior, we didn't intend to pass by here, so I won't disturb you." Xie Guan bit his head and was about to pull Wei Ying back.

"I have come, how can I go."

Gui Xie old man smiled, the back of his hand was trembling, the rustling ghost face scorpion suddenly fell to the ground quickly, the figure was swelling, only heard a muffled sound, the invisible wind and waves swept all over the place.

"Hiss!"

Ghost face scorpion, as its name suggests, its face is like a horrible ghost face, it looked at the two people in front of it blankly, and its two tongs stretched out to clamp them separately.

"Ah!" Wei Ying screamed and fainted immediately.

The next moment, the ghost face and scorpion claws moved, and Wei Ying, who had passed out, was thrust directly into her mouth. As her mouthparts squirmed, half of Wei Ying's body shook in the air.

"No, no!"

Warm blood splashed on his face, and the terrified Xie Guan twitched his lower body, and a yellow liquid dripped down.

"Hiss!"

The ghost face scorpion neighed unpleasantly, seeming to be extremely disgusted, and quickly threw Xie Guan down. The huge scorpion claws tore the air and directly smashed it into a pile of meat sauce.

The blood gurgled, and instantly stained the ground.

"Don't watch the excitement, next, it's up to you." The old man Guixie looked at Xiao Yang with a smile.

"Aren't you afraid of Xiao Family's revenge?" Xiao Yang said coldly.

If you put it in the past, the old man Guixie would certainly not have the courage to come out, but now that calm and calm look is somewhat intriguing.

"The person who invited us, don't be afraid of Xiao Lie." The old man Guixie smiled undiminished, still looks like a good person, but everyone knows the murderous intent contained in that smile.

"Burning Gold Shop?" Xiao Yang seemed to suddenly understand something.

"Congratulations, you got it right."

Song He above the Gale Wind Crane said blankly: "As a reward for guessing right, let me send you to death."

While spoke, the wind whirled at the bottom of his feet, causing it to temporarily hang in the air, while the Gale Crane under his feet flapped its white wings and brought gusts of wind and swooped toward Xiao Yang.

When swept into the air, the gale wind crane's body gathered around its feathered blades. Each blade ~~ was like a blade, tearing the air in an instant and shooting down.

The cold glow of the sky was reflected in his pupils, Xiao Yang's complexion was calm, and an extremely cold aura suddenly whizzed out. When it swept through the air, it actually caused the feather blades to condense a layer of ice, and its speed was also suddenly reduced. A lot.

"Ding!"

Yu Bingdie stared blankly at the flying gale crane, the ice wings drooped slightly, and then suddenly flapped, one after another, the ice feathers collided with the ice blades, and finally all of them shattered.

"Ice type spirit beast?"

The wind whirled under his feet, and Song He, who was stepping in the air, his eyes suddenly shrank and he looked incredible.

"Old ghost, didn't Fan He say that he is a fire spiritualist?" Song He turned to look at the old man Guixie, his voice hurried.

"Dual-source spiritual master, interesting." The old man Guixie's eyes condensed, and his killing intent suddenly soared.

On the Spirit Beast Continent, when some spiritual masters open subsequent spiritual gates, they will have completely different attributes from the time of spiritual consciousness. Such spiritual masters are called dual-source spiritual masters, and the number is extremely rare, while three-source spiritual masters , It is even harder to see in a thousand years.

Correspondingly, these spiritual masters are more powerful than ordinary spiritual masters!

"Kill him!" Song He's harsh voice resounded.

Fortunately, Yu Bingdie is only Tier 5. If he grows to Tier 8, his first-tier and middle-general-level Gale Crane will be far from an opponent.

Because of the restraint effect of ice-type spirit beasts on wind-type spirit beasts, it is too remarkable!

"Huh!"

The violent wind and crane whizzed down, on the crane's beak, surrounded by storm energy, a sharp breath, restrained in it.

The cold wind blew, and the hair on his forehead was lifted, but there was a slight smile on Xiao Yang's face.

"Sorry, now the hunter and the prey are about to switch positions."