Only a year or two left? Qin Dong's heart sank, and an invisible sense of urgency followed.
With his current level of cultivation, even if he possessed the power of seven colors, it would be nonsense to resist the million-strong army of the Phantom Beast Clan. In the only one or two years left, he not only had to become strong enough, but also organized a strong enough force. After all, this was not his battle alone.
Subconsciously "touching" the Chaos God Ring on his finger, he vaguely felt that if he wanted to defeat the Phantom Beast Clan, the power sealed in the Chaos God Ring was the key.
"Qin Dong, do you still want to kill my father now?" Fu Fengming asked with a smile. [
Qin Dong looked pale and said coldly, "What does this have to do with whether you kill your father or not?"
Fu Fengming hurriedly said, "Of course it does matter. Aren't you going to join forces with my father to fight against the massive invasion of the fantasy beast clan?"
"I never said that."
"Stop being so stubborn! If you want to fight against the powerful phantom beast clan, you need my father and the Wanpeng Gang!"
Qin Dong waved his hand and said lightly, "That's not possible!"
"you… "
Ignoring the angry Fu Fengming, Qin Dong turned to look at Liu Xiu and asked, "There are still people from the fantasy beast tribe in the human world?"
Liu Xiudao, "There shouldn't be only one Dark Demon Bat."
"Can you find them?"
Liu Xiu shook his head. "If they hide deliberately, it will be difficult to find them from the crowd."
Tricky! Qin Dong has never found it so difficult. The Phantom Beast clan members have the ability to transform, exactly the same as ordinary people. If they were hidden in the crowd and launched a sudden attack, it would be very terrifying.
"Qin Dong, what should we do next?" Heaven is a world where the strong are respected, and this has long penetrated Liu Xiu's soul.
Qin Dong took a long breath and said quietly, "Do what you want."
"Huh?" Liu Xiu looked at Qin Dong blankly, and saw a sharp cold light suddenly shot out from Qin Dong's eyes, which made his mind tremble a few times.
Back in Xifeng City, Qin Dong told Hu Jingtian the news that the Dark Demon Bat was dead, and asked Hu Jingtian to calm the people's panic, while he took Jiuchong, Fu Fengming and Liu Xiu, until Run to Miko Mountain.
Like Tianshan Mountain in Jinxia Kingdom, Witch Mountain is also a sacred mountain in the hearts of the people of Feitian Kingdom.
Since the Witch Mother came back from Xifeng City, she has tried every possible way to lift Qin Dongxia's restraint on her. It's a pity that things went against expectations and failed several times.
This made the witch mother feel unprecedentedly depressed and her temper became extremely bad. The originally peaceful Witch Mother Mountain was shrouded in storms and lightning all day long, driving all the Witch Mother's disciples almost crazy.
Qin Dong and the other four felt the tense and depressing atmosphere as soon as they arrived. [
"Get out of here, get out of here!" roars came from one building after another. Fortunately, Qin Dong sealed the Witch Mother's cultivation. Otherwise, just these few roars would have been enough to destroy dozens of buildings on the Witch Mountain.
Jiuchong was most concerned about the Witch Mother. As soon as he heard the roar, he jumped up and rushed towards the exquisite building where the roar came from. Qin Dong, Liu Xiu, and Fu Fengming followed.
As soon as Kunou landed, he saw several maids with red and swollen cheeks running out crying. Immediately behind them, a bunch of cups, plates and other utensils flew out. It seems that the Witch Mother can never change her bad habit of smashing things when she is angry.
Jiuzhong gave a wry smile and waved his hand to catch all the cups and plates thrown out by the Witch Mother. These are the Witch Mother's favorites. If they are smashed, the Witch Mother will regret it when she is in a good mood.
Patting his cheek, Kokonoe showed a bright smile and quickly walked into the building. Perhaps she had vented enough and lost her strength. The Witch Mother was lying on the bed, crying.
After this period of recuperation, although her cultivation is difficult to recover, her youthful appearance has returned to the same level as before. She is still so bright and charming. No one would have thought that the Witch Mother is already seventy years old this year.
Jiuzhong Ai Wu's mother loved her very deeply, and seeing her looking so sad now made me feel so painful. He carefully put the cups and other utensils in his hands back to where they should be. Just as he was about to say a few words of comfort to the Witch Mother, the Witch Mother suddenly raised her head and glared at him fiercely.
"What are you doing here? Looking at my jokes?"
Jiuzhong smiled bitterly and said, "I went to find the person who hurt you..."
"What did you say? Who asked you to go? Aren't you afraid of death?" Before Jiuzhong could finish speaking, the Witch Mother asked in an emotional voice. Looking at her look, it was absolutely impossible to say that she wasn't worried about Kunou.
Seeing Wu Mu's expression, Jiuzhong felt warm in his heart. The decades of bitter love were worth it.
Kunou smiled and said, "Don't worry! I'm standing in front of you properly."
The witch mother finally calmed down. Thinking of her almost instinctive overreaction just now, she immediately felt a trace of embarrassment on her unrivaledly beautiful face.
He quickly turned his head to the side and shouted in a concealed voice, "It would be better if you died. Who will worry about you?"
"Xiao Wu, why are you always so tough-talking? In fact, you love me in your heart!"
"Nonsense!" Although the Witch Mother said this, the careful Jiuzhong clearly noticed that the Witch Mother's shoulders were shaking slightly.
Jiuchong knew in his heart that what the Witch Mother said was not true. He stepped in front of the Witch Mother, pulled her shoulders hard, looked into her eyes and said, "Little Witch, you have tortured me for decades. Do you want to continue?"
"You... what are you talking about? Who tortured you? If you want to say that you think I am torturing you, you can go far away... Ah!" Before the Witch Mother could finish her words, she was hugged by Jiuzhong extremely domineeringly. In arms.
The moment her cheek touched Kunou's broad and strong chest, the Witch Mother's heart seemed to be electrocuted, and she beat wildly for a while. A tingling, extremely comfortable and pleasurable feeling spread along her nerves throughout her entire body in an instant
"This feeling... isn't it exactly what I long for?" The Witch Mother murmured in her heart, feeling a little intoxicated.
Just when the witch mother was about to close her eyes subconsciously and savor the wonderful taste of this moment, she suddenly shuddered, pushed Jiuzhong away, glared at Jiuzong with anger and shouted, "Don't think that I am cultivating now." Because I’m crippled, you can bully me as you please!”
Jiuchong was about to cry, "Xiao Wu, how can this be bullying? This is love! Don't you really understand? I love you, I will even die for you!" [