Master of Beasts

When the scroll fell, Yan Lu was stunned for a while, and the uncontrollable shadowy color gradually climbed up to her eyes.

Xiao Yang, let her go?

Did she hear me right?

"You say it again." Yan Lu's face was cold, with Yan Liang behind her back. No one has ever dared to talk to her like this, Xiao Yang, do you want to die?

Too lazy to pay attention to Yan Lu, Xiao Yang handed all the Thunder Spirit Grass in his right hand to the old man. He immediately took the fragments of the tomb and threw it into the void stone at will, and turned away.

Yan Lu only wore the black Shenling Ring on her hand, and she was only a second-order spiritual emperor. Xiao Yang didn't even care about this kind of stuff.

If it were not for Yan Liang, I guess Yan Lu would not dare to use that attitude to talk to him.

"Mongrel!" Yan Lu was extremely angry.

Xiao Yang actually preferred to choose two hundred thousand shrine fragments rather than her two hundred twenty thousand.

This is hitting her in the face!

"What did you just say?" The figure suddenly stopped, Xiao Yang slowly turned his head, a slight chill flashed in his eyes.

The word hybrid is very insulting. If it weren't for deep hatred, no one would use such offensive words to address each other.

"I said you are a bastard, how? Not only you are a bastard, you are a bastard, and the whole family is a bastard!" Yan Lu sneered, and the flexible long whip with a sharp wind drew towards him fiercely. Xiaoyang.

The ring worn by Xiao Yang was a red stone tomb ring.

And her elder brother Yan Liang is the strongest among all the holders of the Red Stone Mausoleum Ring. She believes that Xiao Yang will dodge or run for his life just like before.

She wanted to find a bit of face for herself by humiliating Xiao Yang.

"Snapped!"

In Yan Lu's shocked gaze, Xiao Yang grabbed the whip, and let the former pull it hard without moving the whip at all.

"Let go!" Yan Lu scolded angrily.

"Snapped!"

This time, there was a crisp slap in the face, Xiao Yang's figure appeared in front of Yan Lu like lightning, and the raised palm dropped a crimson palm print on the latter's fairly delicate cheek.

The long whip came out, and Yan Lu staggered out a few steps, her eyes dull, her mind roared, and she couldn't recover for a while.

Xiao Yang, hit her?

Moreover, it is still in full view!

"Wow!"

The white flame burst, burning down the entire length of the long whip, Xiao Yang expressionless, and a sharp snow knife appeared out of thin air in his slightly gripped right hand, cold and cold.

"You want to kill me?" Yan Lu showed fear.

She finally understood that Xiao Yang was a lunatic, so what if Yan Liang was behind her back, even if the latter could rush over, she would be split in half.

"Ahem!"

Just when Xiao Yang stepped on the sole of his foot and was about to rush out, the old cough suddenly resounded, and a powerful pressure pressed his body and made him unable to move.

"A murderer in the ancient city pays for his life."

It was the old puppet who spoke. He sat cross-legged on the spot, with deep eyes and a majestic ancient spirit. He didn't know how many years had passed.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yang frowned slightly, and the snow knife in his hand collapsed into snowflakes.

Although this old man is a puppet, his aura is stronger than that of the Spirit King, and he is likely to have the power of the Spirit King. It is obviously worthless to pay the price of life because of a Yan Lu.

Upon seeing this, some people were unbelievable.

The last murderer in the ancient city was directly photographed as a blood mist. The old man didn't give any reminders at all. Could it be that today, he suddenly changed his temper?

Shouldn't it?

"Haha, bastard, bastard!" Yan Lu was overjoyed, and sneered at her words: "I will scold you, why don't you kill me? If you have the ability to do it, useless things, useless!"

Hearing these vulgar words, many people were unhappy in their hearts. Yan Lu's quality was so bad that Xiao Yang didn't recruit her and didn't mess with her, but almost got the whip. After that, he couldn't kill people even relying on the ancient city. Satire Xiao Yang like a clown.

This kind of person is in the outside world, if there is no strong protection, it is difficult to see the sun the next day.

"Aren't you very angry? It's useless to be angry, haha! Little bastard!" Yan Lu still laughed wildly.

Frowning slightly, the old man's left hand, which the old man had never raised before, suddenly lifted up in the air, and then suddenly took a picture.

"Boom!"

The invisible pressure was forced down, and the earth collapsed. Yan Lu, who was located in it, was directly photographed as a pool of fleshy mud, with a miserable death, and there seemed to be some fear remaining on that broken face.

Suddenly, the entire ancient city was silent.

Everyone's eyes were rigidly looking towards the pit.

Yan Lu, is dead?

why?

Did she violate the rules of the ancient city?

"It's noisy." Slowly lowering his palm, the old man's unsentimental voice resounded in everyone's ears: "Whoever dares to make noise in the ancient city in the future is a lesson from the past."

"Guru!"

The sound of swallowing saliva rose one after another, and everyone nodded again and again, for fear that the movement would be slower, and the old man would take it with one palm.

Probably even Bai You and Hong Shuangyue, the holders of the Jinshi Divine Mausoleum Ring, can only be slapped to death in front of the old man.

"So strong." Xiao Yang's heart shook slightly.

This is the strongest puppet he has seen so far.

"This old puppet~www.NovelMTL.com~ actually has feelings?" Master Mo muttered to himself, his voice did not let Xiao Yang hear: "It shouldn't be, those guys at Shenling Gate have long been no longer active in the mainland, they How could the remaining puppets change? Before I lost consciousness, that was not the case."

Staring at the old man vigilantly, Xiao Yang kept backing away. After confirming his safety, he opened the fire wing behind him, soaring a thousand feet in the sky, and swept toward Wushuang City.

"This kid, it's over."

"Although Yan Lu said that she took the blame, Yan Liang will definitely not let him go because she died."

"That's the strongest person among the holders of the Redstone Divine Mausoleum Ring."

Everyone was full of pity for Xiao Yang, and they also wore the Red Stone Divine Mausoleum Ring, but there were also strong and weak. Some people present saw that Xiao Yang was only a Tier 4 Lingpan.

However, Yan Liang had just broken through to the sixth-order spiritual emperor not long ago.

When the two played against each other, most Xiao Yang had only a dead end.

The news that Yan Lu was obliterated quickly reached Yan Liang's ears like a storm. He put down the Nan Yinling in his hand and his eyes were cold and dull.

"Although Yan Lu is arrogant and domineering, I can't bear it, but she is my sister. Since she died because of you, then you should make preparations for her funeral."

...

Stopping in front of Wushuang City, Xiao Yang converged his fire wing and landed in front of the city gate.

Entering Wushuang City, each person needs to pay one hundred thousand shrine fragments. This is why there are so many people in the ancient city. Many people have less than one hundred thousand shrine fragments in the empty boundary stone.

Looking up at the incomparably vast ancient city, Xiao Yang was a little bit emotional. After all, it was the former site of the Shenling Gate, which was no less than ten small empires in size.

It is hard to imagine how prosperous the Shenling Gate was at its peak.

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