Master of Beasts

Chapter 245

When Murong and Zhuoxing heard the murmur coming from Xiao Yang's mouth, they were both stunned, and their faces suddenly changed. Until now, they just remembered that the biggest threat was Wumo mountain!

Compared with the five demons mountain, the spiritual masters in the surrounding towns are just like fish and shrimp. As the Ninth level spiritual master, Mu Kui can sweep them all by himself!

Perhaps aware of their gaffe, both Murong and Zhuoxing immediately hide their uneasiness and fall on Xiao Yang. As old foxes who have been wandering in xueshiguan for a long time, they naturally know who should be the leader now.

"Xiao Yang Xiaoyou, that Mu Kui is the strong one of the Ninth level spirit masters." Murong hesitated for a while, and finally could not help but open his mouth.

"Just give it to me." Xiao Yang's light way.

Listening to Xiao Yang's response, Murong and Zhuoxing are relieved. Anyway, they can only choose to believe Xiao Yang now. After all, they are still far away from the spiritual class.

"Xiao Yang, are you going to Wumo mountain?" Xiao Cang and Xiao Yi come here with dignified looks. Even some spiritual masters dare not go there easily.

"Don't worry, I have my own card."

Xiao Yang smiles, and immediately his eyes with a little chill suddenly sweep towards the crowd. For a moment, several frightened spirit masters quickly retreat to the rear of the crowd.

These are all the people who forced Xiao Yang and Xiao Yi to let Song Qing brothers go.

At that time, they were so eloquent that they completely ignored Xiao Yi's feelings. Anyway, the people who died had nothing to do with them, and they could sell Song Qing brothers a favor. Why not?

But now, at last, they are afraid.

"Elder, I remember that the business of xueyinmen in xueshiguan is mining the original boundary stone vein." Xiao Yang with some cold voice, slowly sounded.

"Not bad." Xiao Cang nodded.

The original boundary stone is one of the most important casting materials of the empty boundary stone. On average, every 30 pieces of the original boundary stone can extract the materials needed to refine one empty boundary stone. Even so, the blood seal gate has made a lot of money in recent years.

Just because the price of the stone is too expensive.

Such veins are naturally coveted by many forces.

A few years ago, the major families of xueshiguan did not know how many battles had been fought because of this vein. It was not until the xueyinmen family was the only one that the original boundary stone vein belonged to.

"Then throw all these people into the original boundary stone vein, and let them stay in it forever and mine the original boundary stone every day. As for the management of the vein, let Xiao Yi do it." Xiao Yang's plain words determine the ownership of the boundary stone vein.

Mo Rong and Zhuo Xing can only smile bitterly in their hearts. If Xiao Yang can solve the trouble on the other side of Wumo mountain, he will be surnamed Xiao in the future.

"No problem." With a smile, Xiao Yi walked slowly towards those people.

When those people saw Xiao Yi approaching, they were all pale and filled with endless regret and fear. From then on, they should never see the sunshine outside again.

Wumo mountain is located in the southwest of xueshiguan.

The average distance from Xueshi pass is about three days. Most people in the pass have completely forgotten the existence of this force because of such a long distance.

Standing at the foot of the mountain, looking at the gate of Wumo mountain, Xiao Yang's heart flashed a chill.

If he had not had many cards, he would have been wiped out by the dark mirror bat of the old man in black robe. Moreover, according to the fierce style of Wumo mountain, even the Xiao family in Guyang city would have been implicated.

"Bold, do you know where this is?"

Seeing the figure of a stranger coming in, several disciples of Wumo mountain immediately gathered around with a look of arrogance and indifference.

However, Xiao Yang didn't even pay attention to it, that is, he walked past them. He didn't even have any interest in this kind of role.

"To die!"

Being ignored like this, those disciples' faces suddenly turned angry. In each of their hands, there was a surge of spiritual power, and they beat Xiao Yang's back head viciously.

"Get down!"

Looking back, as soon as Xiao Yang stepped on the ground, his fierce voice came out, and his powerful spiritual power suddenly made them lie on the ground like the top of Mount Tai.

These disciples are only three-level spiritual masters. It's pure self humiliation to fight in front of Xiao Yang.

"It's really hard to climb these five magic mountains."

Looking up at the twists and turns of the mountain road, Xiao Yang gave a sneer in his heart. I don't know how many disciples are stationed on the whole mountain road, which is absolutely easy to defend and difficult to attack.

If it's a flying spirit beast, it's estimated that it's just nearby, and it will be full of holes due to the overwhelming offensive.

"Little guy, it's too slow to go up like this. I'd better help you as a teacher." The ink master smiles, a ray of golden light, surrounded by Xiao Yang, immediately turns into a gorgeous light shield, carrying him slowly into the sky.That light shield is very strange. From the outside, it is completely transparent, almost invisible. Unless it is the strong one of the spirit disk, no one will find that there is a spirit Master in it.

"Pa!"

The light shield cracked in front of the gate on the hillside. But there was no one to handle it. It seemed very cold. Presumably, it was the core of the whole five demons mountain.

Slowly forward a few steps, Xiao Yang eyes scan into, his body, suddenly Leng in there, immediately a touch of rage, gradually in his heart out.

Inside the door, there was a rough laugh and curse.

"Sure enough, it's a bastard from a small place. I don't even know about Wumo mountain. If you obediently obey my Mu ye, you'll be free to run wild in a thousand miles, and your father will be the master of a town."

With that, the strong man named Mu Ye approached a girl with a smile on his face, holding a long whip condensed from vines in his hand.

And the girl's face, is full of despair, silver teeth biting red lips, a pair of unyielding appearance.

This girl is Yue Ningyi!

"Obediently obedient to me, you can also avoid some flesh and blood pain."

Mu Ye grinned: "of course, the more you resist, the better. I'm still happy to listen to the girl's sad cry."

Looking at Mu Ye's ugly face, Yue Ning's beautiful eyes kept shaking. At this time, a young figure suddenly appeared in her mind. However, it can only be extravagant hope.

"Whew!"

And at this time, Mu Ye's whip, is also mercilessly split down, with the breaking wind, sharp and harsh.