Master of Beasts

Mo Qing's angry and mocking shouts were still ringing out like a cannonball on the stone surface. Immediately afterwards, the body of the dark-armored centipede was smashed down, and the smoke filled the air.

And the voice coming out of his mouth, like a sudden brake, stopped suddenly, his face flushed red, and his appearance looked extraordinarily funny.

"One trick!" Someone's face was shocked.

Mo Qing's dark-armored centipede is not Wu Hao's sun eclipse, which was smashed up with pills. Its strength is extraordinary, but it's like this, and it was defeated by Henry Zhang's spirit beast in seconds?

"As I said, there is no need for any insidious means to deal with you."

Henry Zhang looked at Mo Qing, and said lightly: "If you don't accept it, I can give you a healing elixir to cure the dark armored centipede, and then do it again."

Hearing this, Mo Qing's face turned green and pale.

It's good that he was injured, but his dark armored centipede is in peak condition, even if it happens again, the ending will not change in any way.

"Hey, I remember someone said just now that Henry Zhang is only worthy of adding toes to him." A young man who asked Henry Zhang to practice alchemy looked puzzled.

"This toe is really noble." Immediately, someone sneered mercilessly.

Mo Qing's face became even more ugly.

"This battle, Henry Zhang won."

Elder Mu also recovered from his astonishment, and said in a low voice: "The loser, pay one hundred thousand spirit beads. If you don't agree, I will carve his name on this table, which will never be erased."

Mo Qing was aggrieved for a while.

I thought it was a good time to save face.

I thought that this was a great opportunity to abolish Henry Zhang's hands.

But in the end, he turned out to be the target of being attacked in seconds.

I believe it won't be long before this intra-peak battle will spread throughout the entire North Peak. It is very rare for a new disciple to defeat an old disciple with one move.

"I don't agree!"

Taking a step forward, Mo Qing pointed at Xia Zhen and angrily scolded: "It's her who beat me up before.

That's why I came late, please Elder Mu, punish her! "

"Snapped!"

A fruit core was thrown on Mo Qing's face, almost making him fly into a rage.

Grabbing Henry Zhang's robe, Xia Zhen casually wiped his sticky little hands, then wiped the corners of his mouth, then raised his head and looked at Mo Qing lightly.

"Did I beat you? I just threw a small stone and just hit you. Excuse me, did I violate the rules in the peak?"

Hearing this, Mo Qing couldn't help but get angry.

He took out the Space Boundary Stone and rubbed it hard. A huge stone about ten feet slammed on the rock surface with a bang, causing the corners of everyone's eyes to twitch suddenly.

What is the concept of ten feet?

That's the height of the ten-story Little Spirit Pagoda!

Damn, is this the little rock in Xia Zhen's mouth?

Speechless gazes turned to Xia Zhen in unison, and the latter, sitting on the ball-like shadow spirit, took out another fruit by himself, and bit it, the snow-white calf Dangling around, completely ignoring everyone's gaze.

"This... is indeed a violation of the rules."

Wiping the cold sweat off his forehead, Elder Mu was a little out of breath: "Xia Zhen, according to the regulations, if you intervene in the mid-peak decision, you need to deduct double the amount of spirit beads, and the payment must be completed within seven days."

"Twice as much as one hundred thousand..."

Holding the fruit in one hand and fingers in the other, Xia Zhen muttered in a low voice: "Twice one hundred thousand is fifty thousand, that's a lot, Beifeng is really bullying..."

Everyone rolled their eyes.

Twice the one hundred thousand, when did it become fifty thousand? !

Also, if such a big stone is smashed down, it will be crippled even if it does not die. Whoever bullies whomever!

Hearing Elder Mu's punishment, Mo Qing, who still cared about her one hundred thousand spirit beads, couldn't help but feel very happy.

deserve it!

"Twice one hundred thousand is two hundred thousand." Henry Zhang rubbed his temples and reminded helplessly.

"To do a ground-level mission, there are about 100,000 spirit beads."

Talking to himself, Xia Zhen suddenly raised his head excitedly: "If you do a few more prefecture-level missions, you will be able to smash him a few more times!"

Hearing this, the schadenfreude on Mo Qing's face suddenly froze.

This is an addiction to smashing him.

You know, the stones of the four small peaks are all made of special materials, and if they are smashed down, they are no less than ten thousand catties of refined iron!

Moreover, he has no doubts that with Xia Zhen's unscrupulous character, even if he is crushed to death, it is not impossible...

Thinking of this, Mo Qing was terrified, and a feeling of extreme panic spread in his heart.

"Elder Mu, these are one hundred thousand spirit beads!"

Throwing the Sky Boundary Stone containing the Lingzhu to Henry Zhang, Mo Qing shot into the distance with a terrified heart.

He secretly swore in his heart that no matter whether he met Xia Zhen or Henry Zhang in the future, he would definitely take a detour as soon as possible.

As for Wu Hao...

Pack this dog thing when you go back.

He was in such a miserable state in Beifeng because of this guy!

In front of the Treasure Pavilion.

At this time, there were still not a few people looking for Elder Qin's lost elixir, and the cursing voices made people's minds a little swollen.

"Find a chance and send the elixir back."

Putting the Sky Boundary Stone into Xia Zhen's hands, Henry Zhang went straight into the Treasure Pavilion.

It wasn't his stuff, he didn't bother to take it.

What's more, with 100,000 spirit beads in hand, it is enough to gather the refining materials for a fifth-grade elixir.

Clutching the Sky Boundary Stone in his little hand, Xia Zhen narrowed his eyes slightly, and immediately his figure turned into a black shadow, gradually dimmed in the field, and finally disappeared completely.

Evening hour.

When Qin Yan returned to the residence and looked at the sticky space boundary stone covered with fruit juice on the table, a muffled thunderous roar resounded through the entire North Peak again.

"Which little bastard is it, come out to this old man!"

Back to the residence.

"call!"

Under Xia Zhen's expectant gaze, Henry Zhang spent two full hours to successfully refine the Soul Pill. If it wasn't for a elixir that restores soul power in the Zhenbao Pavilion, it would be really difficult to persist down.

"All right."

With a slight throw of the palm, the round pill turned into a parabola, and Henry Zhang lay on the bed with a tired face.

Yesterday he refined dozens of elixirs, and now he has refined a fifth-grade elixir. If he was replaced by an ordinary fifth-level spiritual master, he would probably pass out on the spot.

Excessive overdraft of soul power is an extremely serious matter for alchemists.

Henry Zhang, who was lying on the bed, did not see it.

Xia Zhen returned to her room, her small face was slightly painful, her palm was already full of sweat, a piece of holy white wings spread out from her back, and was immediately entangled by the lingering black spiritual power, vividly shattered.

All of this, without any abnormal noise, is a completely silent picture.

Lying on top of the Shadow Spirit, Xia Zhen swallowed the Life-Soul Pill in one gulp, and the holy spot of light floating in the air instantly dissipated, as if it had never appeared before.

Although such a quiet scene did not attract Henry Zhang's attention, the ink master in the empty boundary stone gasped, and his old face could not hide his shock.

"Isn't this mysterious beast already dead?"