Chapter 3025
The white-clothed girl grabbed the hand of Emperor Wuming and kept him by her side.
For fear that Emperor Wuming spoils her too much, he will drive away the holy beast in private on the grounds that the holy beast disturbs her purity.
"Okay, I will be with Huang'er."
Emperor Wuming's pampering color is deeper, but the depths of his eyes are clear.
He knew exactly what this woman was making.
In a few days, when he had something to gain, Emperor Wuming didn't bother to pay attention to the careful thoughts of the white-clothed girl.
...
Thousands of miles away from the underground palace of the girl in white.
A huge sacred beast let out a wailing, and its huge body fell to the ground with a smashing crack.
The sacred beast was covered in wounds, and there was no good place on the bottom of the body, most of the wounds were deep and bones were visible.
The two deadly parts of the sacred beast's throat and heart each have a blood hole as large as a basin.
The sacred beast stopped breathing, still staring at a pair of sacred beasts, his eyes were all unwilling.
Next to the holy beast, Feng Yunqi and Wu Qianyong landed from the air, their limbs weakened.
Sweat wet the clothes, dripping all over the body.
The two of them were full of vitality, qi and blood churning in their bodies, and at first glance they had just experienced a battle of life and death.
"God, we did it! We killed a sacred beast in the middle of the eighth stage of the Primordial God Realm!"
The hearts of the two of them were filled with great joy, and under the excitement, they hugged each other and cheered.
"I'm going, Wu Qianyong, you're so stinky, let go of Xiaoye quickly!" Feng Yunqi reacted first.
"I'll go, you think I want to hug you, it's obviously your first hand!"
Wu Qianyong finally became sober, and when he realized that he was holding Wu Qianyong with both hands directly, he let go as if being electrocuted.
How far is the two of them from each other in an instant.
"Oh my god, I'm exhausted!"
Feng Yunqi's legs were sore and weak, and he sat on the ground with a fart.
"You just hit the helper, you're tired!"
Wu Qianyong also sat on the ground with a tired face.
"Wu Qianyong, your main force is amazing? If I didn't keep walking around this holy beast and stealing his vitality, you thought you had done this mid-tier eighth holy beast with your brute force? Humph."
Feng Yunqi hummed unconvinced.
This time, the eighth-level sacred beast of the Yuanshen Realm was the most powerful enemy he and Wu Qianyong had encountered in their lives.
Fortunately, Feng Yunqi's body skills are so strong that he can steal his vitality.
Wu Qianyong is physically strong, and one punch is worth three punches for practitioners of the same strength.
The two cultivated the god-level techniques from the cultivation technique tree, and there were many treasures refined by Jun Mohuang. It took a long time before the holy beast was consumed to death.
Wu Qianyong was about to refute, suddenly he bounced from the ground, his five fingers formed into claws, he dug out the snow-colored spar from the saint beast's body, pulled up Feng Yunqi and ran forward.
"Shhh, don't talk, another holy beast is following."
"In the late eighth stage of the Primordial God Realm, damn, the boss is trying to pull the seedlings and help."
Feng Yunqi let out his vitality and felt his hair exploded.
The two of them were already doing their best to kill a middle-stage sacred beast. Feng Yunqi couldn't imagine it in the latter stage of the eighth stage.
How could his fragile seedlings withstand such violence.
Feng Yunqi ran faster because of the wind under his feet.
"Are you afraid, Feng Yunqi, as long as we kill the latter one, we can advance to the early stage of the sixth stage of the Yuanshen realm; kill three more to advance to the middle stage of the sixth stage; kill all ten of them, and we can advance to the next stage. In the late sixth stage of the Yuanshen realm. Feng Yunqi, do you or not!"
Wu Qianyong's eyes burned with a strong sense of war.
(End of this chapter)