"Then follow Patriarch Li Xiong's method. ”

The patriarch of the Nine-Tailed Spirit Fox Clan immediately expressed his attitude.

Because in the City of Ten Thousand Beasts, the Holy Son and Holy Daughter of the Soul Beast Clan, the Nine-Tailed Spirit Fox Clan, has Su Mei'er, the proud daughter of the sky.

Although Su Mei'er's chances of getting the throne of the beastmaster are very slim, there is at least a chance to go, and it is worth fighting, and there is no other better way at the moment.

"Eighth Elder, the battle between your Blue Heaven Demon Phoenix Clan and the Flying Heavenly Golden-Eyed Rat Clan, we don't care. ”

The other giants of the Soul Beast Clan said: "But we will say ugly things in front, if you really can't say a better way, then we can only follow Patriarch Li Xiong's wishes, let the Holy Son and Holy Daughter in the Soul Beast Clan, who is under the age of twenty, have a competition, who is the final winner, is the heir of the new Beast King of my Soul Beast Clan." ”

"Eighth Elder, since the many patriarchs on the scene are all planning to compete for the successor of the Beast King by force, then our Blue Heaven Demon Phoenix Clan will take advantage of the situation. ”

Ling Feng glanced at Li Xiong, and then said with a big grin: "Besides, it is still unknown who will kill the deer, maybe the heir of this beast king will fall into the hands of the Blue Immortal Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan?"

A look of surprise flashed in Moko's immeasurable eyes.

Up to now, Mo Ke Wuliang also knew that the general trend was difficult to oppose, in fact, he didn't want Ling Feng to speak, he would agree.

However, what surprised him a little was that listening to Ling Feng's tone, he seemed to strongly agree with this matter, could it be that Ling Feng didn't know. Because of Mu Bai, doesn't the Blue Immortal Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan have any chance of winning in this battle?

If even the Netherworld Lion Tiger Beast Clan is defeated, the Soul Beast Clan of the Apocalypse Forest. In the end, it will become a hall of words for the flying golden-eyed mouse.

"Yo Yo, this Holy Son forgot that there was a waste at the scene who entered the Dragon Pool and returned empty-handed. ”

A hint of mockery appeared at the corner of Mu Bai's mouth, and he said, "Ling Feng, I heard what you mean by that you also want to compete for the qualification of the Beast King?"

"It's not uncommon for me to choose the heir of this beast king, but for the sake of the Qingying Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan, I have to fight for it. ”

Ling Feng said, "Besides, our life and death agreement has not yet been exchanged. Then put it on the battle of the beastmaster......"

"Just with you, a waste who can't even cultivate to the Divine Bridge Realm, you also want to be a very holy son to fight between male and female?"

Mu Bai looked at Ling Feng as if he were looking at a corpse. Said: "Patriarch Li Xiong, you will agree to Ling Feng's request and let the disciple kill him in the battle of the beast king, and avenge the broken land." ”

"Originally. You, a boy of the Terran, are not qualified to participate in the competition of the Beastmaster, but the Holy Son of my clan will intercede for you, and the patriarch will open the net and let you die in the dueling arena. ”

When Li Xiong said this, he swept away the giants of the many soul beast clans around him, and said, "How about you give your patriarch a face and give Ling Feng a chance to find death?"

"Hehe, since Patriarch Li Xiong has spoken in person. Then this face naturally has to be given to ......"

The hundreds of soul beast giants barely hesitated, and nodded their heads in agreement.

In their minds, Ling Feng was nothing more than an inconsequential foil.

With Ling Feng's lowly cultivation. How could it be possible to stand out among the many powerful sons and daughters of the Holy Sons and Daughters, and to win the heir of the Beastmaster? This is undoubtedly more ridiculous than the sun rising in the west.

Niu Mang, who dominated the world, subconsciously glanced at each other, and what they saw from each other's eyes was full of deep doubts.

Although Ling Feng's potential was unpredictable, his true cultivation was still at the peak of the Juyuan Realm after all, so how could he be Mu Bai's opponent? If he participated in the battle of the Beast King, he would undoubtedly be sent to death?

Even a fool understands this. How could Ling Feng not figure it out? Take the initiative to stick out his head and let Mu Bai cut it?

The little overlord's big black eyes were also stunned.

Even Su Meier's reaction was the same, because it was incomprehensible. The fiery red tail behind it was like a broom, swaying subconsciously.

"Ling Feng, you have to think clearly, although Mu Bai's cultivation is in the Divine Bridge Realm, it is really not easy for him to stand out from the tens of thousands of disciples of the Heavenly Flying Golden Eye Rat and obtain the qualification of the Holy Son......

Mo Ke lowered his voice and said: "Actually, this Mu Bai has the ability to leapfrog the challenge, not long ago, a soul beast clan cultivated as a holy son at the fifth layer of the Shenqiao Realm, and he disagreed with a word, and was seriously injured by his finger, and he is still half of his body at the moment?"

"Eighth Elder, are you sure that he defeated the Fivefold Holy Son of the Divine Bridge Realm with one finger?"

A hint of surprise flashed in Ling Feng's eyes, and he turned to a solemn expression.

Although Ling Feng had already looked up to Mu Bai before, now that he heard Mo Ke's immeasurable advice, he found that he still underestimated Mu Bai.

"Ling Feng, do you know you're scared now?"

Although Moke's immeasurable voice was very low, Mu Bai still heard it, and said contemptuously: "But it's too late to quit at this moment, today, Wanshoutai is your burial place." ”

"Mu Bai, be careful that your tongue flashes when you say too much. ”

Ling Feng's pupils constricted suddenly, and he responded coldly, "Maybe it's you who will die next?"

Right now, because the spiritual power of the Sea of Divine Consciousness has not yet fully recovered, Ling Feng can't use the Doomsday Judgment, even if he can, because of the bloodthirsty killing intent and the reason that devours reason, Ling Feng will definitely not dare to try it easily until the moment of life and death.

Then the only choice left is to fight with Mu Bai with real strength.

Ling Feng weighed his strength, according to the intensity of the vitality in his body, he was confident that if he broke through the Divine Bridge Realm, he would break through two realms in a row, reaching the point of the Divine Bridge Realm.

Coupled with the Sanzhang Cambridge condensed by the Sword Pill in his body, the Sanzhang Lei Bridge of Lei Dan, the Sanzhang Wuxing Bridge of the Five Elements Yuan Dan, plus the various means of his previous life, he may really have the strength to fight.

Taking a step back, it was really impossible to defeat even Mu Bai and the others, and Ling Feng's desire to ask the Supreme Emperor in his life and become an immortal and immortal Supreme Emperor was simply wishful thinking.

"Okay, since Ling Feng has decided to participate in the Beast King competition, then we will now gather all the Holy Sons and Holy Maidens under the age of twenty in the City of Ten Thousand Beasts to start the competition. ”

Li Xiong didn't even look at Ling Feng with a straight eye, in his heart, Ling Feng at this moment had undoubtedly become a dead man.

"Come on, beat the drum of ten thousand beasts for me......"

With a sweep of the sky's sleeves, the figures of several soul beast clan guards who looked like stone carvings standing around the top of the mountain moved, turning into afterimages, and swept towards the vast mountains around them, becoming a black spot in an instant.

Tea time, far away, the desolate drum sound echoed throughout the city of ten thousand beasts, and the echoes were mighty and long-lasting, shaking everyone's eardrums.

I saw more than a dozen colorful streamers shooting from the surrounding mountains and falling on the top of the mountain, showing the figures of young people.