Under Xiao Yang's deterrence, the huge square was eventually occupied by the people of Xingyufeng. As for the people of other forces, they could only stand around, watching with eager eyes, and did not dare to step.
"Cheng Kun, our Fenyantang has always had a good relationship with Xingyufeng, can we make a piece of land for us?"
"The other half is empty, it's a waste."
"We had a fate not long ago, do you rember?"
When the ghost valley slaughtered the disciples of Xingyifeng, these people who quickly retreated and had cleared the relationship with Xingyifeng, but at this ti they brazenly opened their mouths, wanting to get a piece of the pie.
"roll!"
Not even interested in looking at these ugly faces, Cheng Kun sat in the middle of the square and gave a cold drink. The noisy surroundings disappeared instantly.
With unconcealable embarrassnt on their faces, those people quickly closed their mouths and dared not make any more noises, for fear of causing discomfort to Xingyufeng disciples.
Although Xiao Yang had already left, the sense of oppression he left behind has been shrouded in the square.
"Hey!"
In the distance, thunder and lightning flashed.
The thick thunders, carrying dazzling rays of light, are like divided branches, split from the dark clouds, shining brightly, making it difficult to look directly at them.
"There is still half a quarter of an hour, it is the ti for the thunder and the storm to collide." Master Mo reminded Xiao Yang, even if you miss this gap, even if you are the Ninth-order Spirit Sovereign, don't even try to get close. The violent impact is very terrifying.
"Half a quarter of an hour?" Xiao Yang flapped his wings, his speed suddenly increased.
At this ti, the space below the thundercloud.
"Why is the weather change so weird?"
"Look, what is that? There seem to be countless hurricanes coming here and here!"
Pointing to the cyan storm that smashed mountains and cracked rocks and tore the ground in the distance, many people's faces were full of fright.
Those rampaging storms, the target is here!
"escape!"
In an instant, countless people scattered.
Few people know that if the wind and thunder collide, there is a chance that spirit beasts will be born, and the conditions are extrely harsh. If Bai You and others had not received so news in advance, they would not have thought of this.
In a short mont, under the black thundercloud, only a few people remained standing on their feet, ignoring the violent thunder light around them.
"It's coming, it's coming!" Bai You's eyes also began to beco a little hot.
Emperor Canglei!
He must get this powerful thunder-attribute spirit beast!
As the figures under the thundercloud had all retreated, many figures were densely gathered in the surrounding ring area, and they looked nervously in the middle, waiting for the collision of the thunder and the storm.
That scene must be very exciting.
"Hurry up!" Master Mo urged Xiao Yang.
From his position, the storm can be clearly seen.
Once missed, even he can't help Xiao Yang enter.
"Arrived!"
The thunder light flickered in front of him, and Xiao Yang flapped his wings, and he wanted to pass through the sky full of figures and enter under the thundercloud.
"Finally waiting for you."
But at this mont, a voice with a faint smile suddenly rang: "Leave it to !"
"Roar!"
Accompanied by the deafening roar of the lion, three lion-shaped spirit beasts of different colors stood in front of Xiao Yang with a scream, and the burst of spiritual power ford a powerful impact that shook Xiao Yang back.
The three lion-shaped spirit beasts are roughly the sa in appearance, but the vertical eyes in the middle of their foreheads are very clear, distinguishing their races.
"Golden pupil lion!"
"Silver pupil lion!"
"Black Eyed Lion!"
Everyone exclaid.
The signature beast of the Mad Lion Palace!
"Who? Co out!" Stealing his figure, Xiao Yang's face showed a little anger.
The storm is getting closer and closer, and there are at most about 30 breaths before it can swept under the thundercloud, but the three lion-shaped spirit beasts are extrely weird. They stand together, as if forming an invisible barrier, blocking him. Behind, unable to enter Thunder Cloud Space.
"Introduce myself. My na is Han Mu. I am a friend of wine and at with Mu Ling's unconvincing thing. Although I don't want to take revenge on him, but you kill him, my face is also very ugly." The young man in the golden robe walked out of the crowd with a smile, and two young n with looks similar to him followed him closely.
Han Tong, Han Li.
Both of these two are his twin brothers, and their strong blood connection allows them to retreat even if they encounter the holder of the Jinshi Divine Mausoleum Ring.
"Om!"
Staring at Han Mu coldly, Xiao Yang swiped his right hand, and seven distinct spiritual gates blood.
When the storm and thunder collided, he had no ti to waste.
Therefore, he intends to solve it quickly!
"Wow!"
A shocking uproar erupted from the surroundings, and many people were shocked by the identity of Xiaoyang's seven source spiritual masters. It was the first ti they saw the sight of the seven spiritual gates opening together.
Perhaps, and for the last ti.
"Oh?" The pupils of the three Han Mu shrank slightly, surprised, but when they recovered from the shock, a sneer arc was quietly lifted at the corners of their mouths.
"Xiao Yang, don't be impulsive!"
Master Mo directly called Xiao Yangs na, showing the dignity in his heart: "The three spirit beasts of the golden pupil, silver pupil, and black pupil lion are connected by blood. The more spirit beasts they fight against, the more powerful they can exert. The stronger you use all the spiritual gates at the sa ti, their strength will grow to the eighth level!
For the eighth rank, as far as Xiao Yang is concerned, he cannot be defeated unless he uses the Spirit Fusion Technique.
But after using the Spirit lting Technique, he will be exhausted, and it is very likely that he will fall asleep again, how can he continue to break into the Thunder Cloud Space ~~ and conclude a spiritual contract with the Cang Lei Emperor.
"Asshole!"
Angrily cursed, the spiritual gate beside Xiao Yang disappeared in the eyes of many people. He stared at Han Mu and others, and said coldly: "I don't have ti now. If I want to fight, I will be on the stage of the Shenling Mausoleum in the future. I will accompany you."
The storm is getting closer, and the robes on everyone in the field are hunting.
At this mont, there are only twenty-five breaths left!
"Xiao Yang, have you heard the news that spirit beasts will be born in thunderclouds, so you want to go in and try your luck?"
Han Mu touched his nose and said with a smile: "But I'm sorry, I want to try it now, your Tier 4 Spirit Sovereign is capable, so..."
"You make an offer." Xiao Yang's eyes darkened slightly.
Twenty breaths.
There will be less than twenty breaths before the storm will co!
"Ten million shrine fragnts." Han Mu had known for a long ti that Xiao Yang didn't want to waste ti here, so he directly opened his mouth, sitting on the ground and asking for money.
Ten million!
Everyone is dizzy.
For them, this is an unimaginable number.
"Wow!"
The passing wind pierced his cheeks. Xiao Yang shook his palm and threw an empty stone containing all the fragnts of the tomb at Han Mu.
"Get out of the way, I promise, today's matter will be revealed, and I will not take back the fragnts of the tomb."
Xiao Yang laid down his blood and swears in public.
Only fifteen interest left.
He has no ti to waste!
"Snapped!"
After taking the empty boundary stone, Han Mu probed it a little, with surprise on his face, and imdiately he put the empty boundary stone away and looked up at Xiao Yang with a smile on his face.
"So happy? I think it must be because you have enough fragnts of the mausoleum."
"Well, then take another ten million out. I promise I won't stop you anymore, how?"
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