Master of Beasts

Chapter 473

With the appearance of Xiao Yang, Bai Zang's hand slowly put down, and a successful smile appeared on his face. The square, which was just a little noisy, was silent at this time.

The gate, which exudes endless dark Qi, is strange and deep, as if it does not exist in the world, which makes many people's hearts beat gently.

Chongyumen is a kind of spiritual skill found by Mohist in baijiagu, which is recorded in the pages of the book.

This dexterity can build a prison gate in place and then move thousands of miles away.

With the help of the prison gate, Xiao Yang first returns to the Presbyterian court of the Obsidian society and looks at the mess of the mansion. He is furious. Fortunately, the ice egg melted by the Royal ice butterfly is safe. Otherwise, his last trace of reason will be completely engulfed by anger.

Eyes slowly sweep down, Xiao Yang looking at a body of blood red flame, fury, suddenly in the eyes.

"Xiao Yang, give that bead out, I can keep your whole body."

Sit back on the seat, white hide breeze light cloud light way.

Although he was slightly shocked by the strange method of heavy prison door just now, then his heart was filled with disdain.

It's just a seven level spirit Master. No matter how many cards he has, he has no effect in front of a strong spirit player. He has absolute confidence in his own strength.

"Xiao Yang!" When Tang Honglian sees Xiao Yang, her pretty face looks extremely anxious. Isn't she looking for death!

Beside her, Tang Yancheng sighed and shook his head. Xiao Yang was too young to be rational.

Under the gaze of all over the world, Xiao Yang stepped out of the prison gate, stretched his wings behind him, fell down like lightning, stroked his scarred body, his face was as gloomy as a storm, and his great killing intention almost turned into essence, sweeping around.

"Wu..."

Hard to raise eyelids, red flame looking at Xiao Yang's face, eyes suddenly become very surprised, stained with blood of the small head, as usual, gently rubbing the back of his hand.

"Don't worry, I'll kill them all." Xiao Yang's voice is soft, but it contains a sense of cold killing, but it is creepy. Several white family members around him can't help beating a cicada.

"Kong Ling Luo, take care of red flame."

It seemed that the red sun rose to cure all the wounds with a cold glance.

"Is that Kongling Luo?" Baizang looks at the little spirit beast holding up the chain with vines. His eyes are shining, but he doesn't stop it. No matter how Xiao Yang struggles, he can't escape being killed.

"After killing that boy, you can catch Kong Lingluo and make a spirit pact with Qi'er." Bai Zang laughs as if he is talking about a trivial matter of course, while Bai Ming's face is gloomy.

If he is not abandoned, then this Kongling Luo is his!

But now, he can't even use a trace of spiritual power, and he's completely abandoned!

"Today, none of the people in the Bai family is going to escape. You have ten minutes to leave."

Xiao Yang's calm voice rang out on the square, and immediately spread around. Some people, after being stunned for a while, got up and left, while more people were sarcastic.

All dying?

You're the seventh level spiritual master?

Don't be ashamed!

"Your dependence is this demon puppet?" Bai Zang glanced at the magic thunder ape, and a faint disdain appeared on his face: "once a man becomes arrogant, he really has no intelligence. Bai Ling, wake up for him."

The voice of Bai Zang's voice falls, and a fierce thunder light suddenly shuttles through the field, and immediately hits the belly of the ape. In the loud sound, the ape's body heavily hits the thick wall of the courtyard.

"Bang!"

Wide cracks spread from behind the ape. The thunder stick in his hand was supported by a long thunder horn. The owner of the thunder horn looked like a giant unicorn.

"Bai Ling, the genius of the last generation of Bai family?" Looking at the unicorn like spirit beast, many people in the field were in an uproar.

"Is that spirit beast famous?"

"Nonsense, that's leijiaoxian of bailing. He's half a step to nirvana. There's only a line between Nirvana and success. That arrogant boy is going to be miserable."

Among all the noise, a young man in white came out with hands on his back and no expression on his face. The flashing thunder on his body was completely synchronized with Lei Jiaoxian.

This person is Bai Ling.

"With a half step Nirvana level spirit demon puppet, also want to make trouble in Bai family? You didn't wake up Bai Ming laughs like a villain. In the laughter, there is joy, ferocity and a trace of joy.

He not only wanted Xiao Yang to die, but also killed him in public in the most cruel way!

"Ha ha, Xiao Yang, when you abandoned my grandson Bai Li, did you think of today?" Baishan stood up, his face was full of laughter, a trace of dark thunder, beating in front of him, immediately a dark light and shadow, swept out of it, and fell steadily on the ground.Seven level high Lord level spirit beast, magic thunder foal!

"Elder Baishan, this boy also killed my grandson. Such a cruel man can't stay. Today, it's up to us to get rid of snow moon!" Bai mang followed closely, and the spirit beast that came out of his spirit gate was also a seven level higher Lord level spirit beast.

It's Yin Lei soul.

Looking at the two elders of the Bai family, and aiming at Xiao Yang at the same time, many people outside the Bai family's venue couldn't help talking.

At an old age, he even bullied a young man. Moreover, they both started at the same time. No matter how high sounding they were, they would be a little mean.

"Two elders, don't kill him. You'd better give it to me after you discard it!" Bai Ming's face is full of excitement. He already wants to use what method to torture Xiao Yang to death.

PI xiaorou nodded without laughing. Baishan and Baimang both waved their palms. Two lightning lights of the same color crossed a beautiful arc of light in the air. They attacked Xiao Yang as fast as lightning. Their momentum was extremely amazing.

"Elder Bai, that's all."

Xiao Yang's voice, without any emotion, came out of his mouth. Then, a cold light cut, tearing through the air, shot from behind him, and passed the magic thunder horse and Yin thunder soul.

"Ding!"

Suspended in front of Xiao Yang's body, the body of the Royal ice butterfly is shining with ice blue, while the roaring magic thunder horse and Yin thunder soul are slightly stagnant. At the next moment, sharp and clear bloodstains emerge from their waist, dividing their bodies into two.

The crack is as smooth as a mirror.

Looking at the magic thunder horse and Yin thunder soul who died in an instant, the scene was silent, and the smile on Bai Ming's face suddenly solidified.