Master of Beasts

Two pairs of fire wings and one fan, Xiao Yang's figure, like a predator goshawk, swept across the sky. At that speed, many people could only see a glorious flame, shooting towards Yang Ling.

Upon seeing this, Yang Ling was so scared that her soul almost separated from her body.

How could Xiao Yang's speed be so fast!

However, it hasn't waited for him to recover from the shock.

"Yang Ling, you said some people, why are they so cheap, they are not enough to get beaten once, they have to be beaten twice." Xiao Yang's long voice floated above him.

The next moment.

"Boom!"

The crisp bone crack sounded, Yang Ling's body shot down from the sky, smashing a deep hole, and the disciple standing next to him, after a moment of stunned, immediately let out a scream.

"This stone is a bit heavy."

From a mountain peak, he violently picked up a huge boulder, Xiao Yang looked at Yang Ling in the pothole, the corner of his mouth lightly grinned.

"No!" Yang Ling shouted in horror.

"Boom!"

The huge boulder fell, and the ground nearby collapsed to one level. Yang Ling's body was smashed underneath, and all the disciples who saw this scene were dumbfounded.

"It's done." Xiao Yang smiled and clapped his hands, then his eyes rolled.

When they met Xiao Yang's gaze, Jing Yun, Song Wan'er and others looked pale, and the fear in their hearts grew like wild grass growing wildly.

Yang Ling, isn't it the pinnacle of Tier 8 Lingpan?

How could it be impossible to even take a single move and then lose!

In a short time, the courage that emerged from joining Yuya disappeared in the hearts of several people, and everyone's face was covered by the color of fear.

"Jing Yun, what to do." Song Wan'er's eyes trembled.

"He wants Lingzhu, but I won't give it, I don't believe it, he can kill me!" Jing Yun gritted his teeth.

A month ago, he still scorned Xiao Yang with an arrogant attitude, but now the huge gap between the two made his heart a little twisted.

However, the other two people are not as tough as him.

"I only have four hundred thousand."

"I will give you three hundred and seventy thousand, all for you!"

As soon as Xiao Yang fell back to the eighth peak, Ye Wen and Song Lu rushed up eagerly. Two pure white rivers of spirit beads whizzed out of the rocks between the two of them.

Xiao Yang glanced at the two with a faint smile, Xiao Yang waved his palm and took the spirit beads away.

"call!"

Xiao Yang walked by himself, Ye Wen and Song Lu wiped the sweat from his forehead, his face was jerky.

They were afraid that Xiao Yang would fight like Yang Ling because of insufficient spirit beads. Fortunately, they took the lead in showing good behavior, which made Xiao Yang a little satisfied.

"What about yours?" Xiao Yang glanced at Jing Yun and Song Wan'er with a smile.

"Xiao Yang, you are so proud." In Jing Yun's eyes, bloodshots spread.

Both are new disciples.

He even practiced for two years longer than Xiao Yang.

As a result, he thought he would be able to rise in the thirteen peaks, but fell into this awkward and sad situation, while Xiao Yang rose strongly and even left his name in the Wanfeng Stone. .

He is dissatisfied!

Everything that Xiao Yang has now should belong to him!

"So?" Xiao Yang smiled slightly.

"Do you know why Yang Ling, who obviously doesn't have much friendship with me, agrees with me, a disciple of the sixth peak, to join Yuya and accept his protection?" Jing Yun sneered.

"Let's talk about it." Xiao Yang's tone was still not salty or weak.

"Listen to me!"

At this moment, Jing Yun straightened his chest, and his face was radiant: "That's because I was in the four small peaks and I used to talk to Wu Ning!"

"Wu Ning, you know, ranked fourth on the Starfall Rankings. He has already entered the ninth-order Lingpan for three months. If he knew about it, if you dare to ask me for the Lingzhu, he would definitely not let you go. It’s not impossible for me not to care about this, hey, as long as you pay me one million spiritual orbs every month, then..."

"Boom!"

There was a muffled sound.

Jing Yun, who had just shown a smug smile on his face, his lower body was immediately shot into the rock.

"idiot."

Withdrawing his palm, Xiao Yang was slightly speechless.

There are idiots everywhere, but he has encountered a lot during this time.

"You...do you dare to hit me?" Jing Yun raised his head, looked at Xiao Yang incredibly, and couldn't help muttering: "I've been with Wu Ning, you dare to hit me, you are not afraid..."

"Boom!"

Xiao Yang stepped on the soles of his feet, and Jing Yun's head was stepped directly down. Only the top hair was still exposed above the rock face, which looked very funny.

"Wonderful." Xiao Yang murmured, looking at Song Wan'er with dark eyes.

"This...this is all my spirit orbs, all for you!" Song Wan'er trembled, and quickly took out the spirit orb from the empty stone.

Taking the Lingzhu, Xiao Yang scanned several people.

"Don't forget, this is not enough for half a million. Don't forget to make up the rest."

The three Ye Wen nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

Xiao Yang even beat Yang Ling and Jing Yun mercilessly. They had realized that if they confronted Xiao Yang, they would not end well.

Following Xiao Yang's gaze, all members of Yuya's feet moved back uncontrollably, and their nerves were tense.

"If you are not convinced, please continue to make trouble. Of course, don't forget to bring your spirit orb.

Xiao Yang smiled, lightly stepped on the sole of his foot, and quickly swept back to the thirteenth peak.

Next time, Jing Yun will not be as simple as paying half a million.

"Ok... terrible!"

Xiao Yang's figure disappeared, and the disciples in the field looked at the miserable God Feather Snake. Just now, the demon holy mushroom punched fiercely and instantly appeared in their minds.

"Are we still taking revenge?"

"Report a fart, do you have a bad brain, or are you deliberately trying to die?"

"You guys, get out quickly, don't bring filth to Yuya!"

In the fierce gaze of the Yuya members, Ye Wen and Song Lu hurriedly left the Eighth Peak. As for Jing Yun, who was on the rock, they had long been left behind.

In the thirteenth peak.

"Tick!"

The crisp sound of dripping water echoed in the cave mansion. Xiao Yang stood by the stone table, his outstretched fingers slid on the light curtain.

"Nine Li Grass, Three Mustards and One Hundred Sunflowers, Six Round Elephant Fruits~www.NovelMTL.com~ and these..."

With the click of Xiao Yang's finger, the Lingzhu river surrounding his body became sparse. Corresponding to it, a variety of elixir flashed in sequence.

"These should be enough."

After checking it several times, Xiao Yang wiped off his sweat and relaxed.

The material of Medicine Emperor's Holy Soul Liquid is extremely complicated, and even if the material is changed a little, the effect of the medicine will be greatly reduced.

However, Xiao Yang's goal was not to catalyze the birth of the Ten Thousand Years Divine Tree overnight. It was just a small ancient species. It only needed a little effect of the Holy Soul Liquid to be enough.

"I hope it can be refined successfully."

Taking the materials carefully into the Kong Boundary Stone, Xiao Yang took a rest for one night, relieving his physical and mental fatigue, and then appeared next to the stream behind the peak in the early morning of the next day.

Simplified version of Holy Soul Liquid, preparation begins!

(End of this chapter)