The top of Lingshan Mountain.
The waves surged and the magma dimmed, symbolizing that the battle between Yu Miaomiao and Wen Zhong was over.
Yu Miaomiao was unscathed. Despite her petite stature, she casually threw Wen Zhong, who was seriously injured and dying, to the ground.
"...."
Wen Zhong, who was originally full of fighting spirit, was now dying, his breath was weak and weak, and he could only hold one breath.
Yu Miaomiao smiled coldly and said: "You bastard, if you still dare to treat me like a soft persimmon, I will kill you now!"
The white and delicate palms were like the claws of an evil ghost at this moment, and they would pierce Wen Zhong's head the next moment.
Between life and death, the domineering golden light flashed fiercely, and Yu Miaomiao had no choice but to stop and retreat.
"Garuda, what are you doing?!"
After seeing clearly who took action, Yu Miaomiao said angrily.
Garudamo smiled and said: "Miaomiao, it's enough to fight for fun, but it's not enough to kill someone."
Yu Miaomiao was in no mood to talk nonsense with him now, and said angrily: "Don't be so playful with me, get out of here, or I'll kill you too!"
"Chief Yu, you are speaking too loudly. Aren't you afraid that the wind will blow your tongue away?"
The voice of dissatisfaction came from the fourth peak, and it was Su Feinian who spoke.
Tian Linglong and Da Kun are old enemies. Su Feinian is naturally unhappy when he sees Yu Miaomiao. There will be a battle between the two clans in this Lingshan Festival. Now that Wen Zhong has been defeated, it is almost time.
Yu Miaomiao glanced at him sideways and said, "Who are you? Oh, it turns out you are a young boy from the Tian Linglong tribe. When was it your turn to talk to me?"
As he said that, Yu Miaomiao's eyes moved to the people around Su Feinian.
Yu Miaomiao is the only female patriarch among the top three divine beast races, but she is not the number one banshee in the Western Continent.
This statement sounds incredible, but it is true.
Therefore, the patriarch of Tian Linglong has become Yu Miaomiao's biggest taboo.
But now, this taboo is right in front of her eyes.
Every time he saw Su Yingning, Yu Miaomiao would feel a sincere feeling of disgust. Interestingly, Yu Miaomiao saw that she was uncomfortable but wanted to see her, even though it sounded a bit mean.
Su Feinian smiled and said: "Chief Yu, please don't look at my sister. My sister never fights against her defeated generals."
Yu Miaomiao's face became even more gloomy. If she hadn't been concerned about Su Yingning's presence, she would have slapped Su Feinian to death.
Garudamo said: "Okay, the farce should have ended long ago. I think this is the ranking of this Lingshan Festival. Chief Wen, you should go back and stay there honestly, otherwise you will not even be ranked as you are now." ”
Yu Miaomiao's strength exceeded Wen Zhong's expectations. It must be said that he still underestimated the Kun clan. The strength of Yu Miaomiao, the leader of the clan, was even more unfathomable. He beat her to the point of dying, and she had not yet taken action. Full strength.
Wen Zhong got up from the ground with difficulty, and said with a pale face and a bitter smile: "I was rash..."
He was indeed reckless.
It was a fact known to all the demon clans in the Western Continent that Yu Miaomiao could not defeat Su Yingning, but this did not mean that Yu Miaomiao was weak, but that Su Yingning was too strong.
Wen Zhong was rash because he looked down on Yu Miaomiao. Yu Miaomiao couldn't beat Su Yingning, but she still had a pinch in hand to beat him.
"Thank you very much, Chief Jialou. I will go to the Golden Winged Dapeng Clan to express my gratitude to you another day."
Wen Zhong thanked Garuda and wanted to go back.
Phew!
"I......."
Wen Zhong's eyes widened and he looked at the blood on his chest in disbelief.
The strange blood dyed everyone's vision red, and this unexpected knife cut off all Wen Zhong's life.
Wen Zhong's body fell slowly and fell to the ground with a thud.
"Wen Zhong!"
Everyone present looked shocked when they saw this unexpected scene.
Wen Zhong...is he dead now?
Su Feinian looked at the person who made the move suspiciously and warily: "Xiao Chuan..."
Xiaochuan stood there with a trembling and submissive expression on his face, but the knife in his hand shone with a cold light and was stained with warm blood.
"Xiaochuan, what are you doing?!"
The Crimson Tortoise Tribe members on the eighth peak yelled angrily at Xiaochuan.
Yu Miaomiao, who had a gloomy face, suddenly laughed, and his laughter became more and more unrestrained: "Haha, you didn't expect that Xiaochuan is already my ally. Are you surprised or surprised?"
The Kun clan and the Tengu clan have formed an alliance?
Su Feinian realized that things were not going to be simple. He frowned and said, "Chief Xiaochuan, we don't care whether you have formed an alliance with the Kun clan or not, but Wen Zhong is also one of the ten members of the Western Continent Supreme Council. Isn’t it too much for you to kill like this? What do you want to do?”
"What?"
Yu Miaomiao sneered.
"Fuck you."
This sudden change caught everyone present by surprise. No one expected that Xiaochuan and Yu Miaomiao would actually stand together.
Garuda said: "Oh, my Immortal Emperor, Miaomiao, how can you say such vulgar words and still want to fuck me? Well, since you can't wait, please be gentle... ..”
Yu Miaomiao said: "Garuma, I don't have time to pay attention to you now. When I get rid of everyone, I will cut off your tongue and feed it to the dogs."
Su Feinian snorted coldly and said: "Take care of all of us? Just rely on the Kun tribe and the Tengu tribe? Chief Yu, you have such a strong tone!"
Yu Miaomiao sneered: "Who said there are only two clans, the Kun clan and the Tengu clan?"
As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of streams of light swept out from other divine peaks and came behind Yu Miaomiao one after another.
They are actually the patriarchs of more than a dozen mythical beast races!
Yu Miaomiao said slowly: "You are not so stupid as to think that I am not prepared at all, right?"
The races represented by these dozen mythical beast clan leaders have high and low rankings in terms of strength, but they have one thing in common. They are all affiliated races of the Da Kun Clan, and follow the leadership of the Da Kun Clan.
Among the nine supreme tribes today, the Five-clawed Golden Dragon Clan is being held back by the Eight-Winged Black Dragon Clan and the Nine-Headed Evil Python Clan. The Tengu Clan has no leader, and the Xuanhuang Lion Clan cannot protect itself. Now the Big Kun Clan and the Tengu Clan have joined forces, plus these dozen With the help of three mythical beast races, the only ones who can rival them are the Thunder Horse Tribe, the Tianlinglong Tribe and the Golden-winged Dapeng Tribe.
Su Feinian said: "Chief Yu, are you planning to take over our Tianlinglong Clan and the Golden-Winged Dapeng Clan together?"
"No, that's not what I meant."
Yu Miaomiao waved her hand, turned to look at the old figure on the second peak, and spoke with wild eyes.
"My target this time is Mr. Zhong, your Thunder Horse clan."
As soon as these words came out, everyone felt ridiculous.
Su Feinian was the first to laugh and said to Yu Miaomiao: "Chief Yu, you are lost."
Want to engage in the Thunder Horse Clan?
Take a shower and go to sleep.
