"Hey, didn't you Sky Swallowing Python just get a new territory in recent days? Why do you want to fight for Dragon Valley again? It's changed a little more often, right?" A saber-toothed tiger wearing silver armor and baring fangs stared at the Sky Swallowing Python with a murderous look at the side spitting out letters.

"Isn't Brother Tiger's territory big enough? I think apart from Dragon Valley, you and the Blood Pupil Golden Claw Lion's territory is the largest, right? What qualifications do you have to say about me?" the Sky Swallowing Python muttered. The round eyes emitted a deep cold killing intent.

The saber-toothed tiger and the blood-pupiled golden-clawed lion heard this, grinning with bared teeth, and their eyes burst into lightning.

"I said you three. Don't rely on your territory to snatch Dragon Valley. Just as the atmosphere between the three became cold, a voice suddenly came from the mountains and forests in the distance. The eight beasts present were cold and full of combat power, and looked at the shaking shrubs in the woods with some horror.

In the next second, a huge and sturdy lion's legs poked out of the bushes, and its sharp claws directly stepped the ground out of a cracked patch.

This, this is?!" The leader of the beasts stared at the giant claw, and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. There was a tremor again, and a dog's head protruded from the bushes, although it was a dog's head, but it had an extra glance on its forehead, and a pair of jagged canine teeth rolled out of its lips. His eyes flashed with blood, and his innate killing intent swept through the audience in an instant.

"Dog?!" the swallowing python snorted.

"Where do you seem to have heard of it?" Hearing the name of the War King, the golden retrieved lion with the horns at the top of his head frowned, and then his eyes widened as big as a fish: "That martial soul mutated spirit beast?!"

"Yes, it's my mastiff king, the three-headed mastiff king. The hideous head roared, and a flash appeared, appearing in the center of the eight.

The mastiff king is three zhang tall and five zhang long. The sphinx has a tail, and there is a spiritual eye on each of the three foreheads. Cut the three heads, each with wisdom.

It is a terrifying spirit animal that has risen recently. The original martial spirit was a war mastiff.

"It's a big fart to rely on territory. Strength is the most important thing. Who is under the strength of the dragon god? Naturally, I am the mastiff king!"

The mastiff king looked at the Sky Swallowing Python and said. The other two heads cheered him up, roaring in the sky. The roar entered the sky, and the power actually shattered the white clouds.

"But if I'm not mistaken, your clan is just a small peripheral mastiff. And you're just one. If a beastmaster doesn't even have a clan, how can he occupy an entire race?"

"Hmph, you don't care. ”

"And when did we say I don't have a clan?"

"Come out, everyone!"

The three heads said and shouted wildly, and for a while, the surrounding bushes continued to stir. One by one, the figures rushed out and surrounded the eight beast kings.

The golden-horned golden-haired lion glanced at the few little three-headed mastiffs behind him, and sneered: "That's all you have?

"That's enough for you!" the Mastiff King scoffed.

"Mastiff King, you've only just appeared in the inner perimeter recently. What strength does it take to compete with us veterans?" said a sharp-toothed snapping turtle with a small mound on its back. Words are overflowing.

"There is only one thing in the orcs. I have a deep understanding of these in the periphery, in the middle and in the mixed area. The mastiff king roared angrily, and his momentum directly pressed these veteran-level figures.

"Really, what is my lion king doing?" the golden lion, with its first horn, stood up and glared at it.

"You have three options, the first is to join the fight. ”

"The second is to leave. ”

"The third one watched the play from the sidelines. ”

The three heads said separately, and there was no discord. The lion king said that he spewed hot air from his mouth and nose. But there was nothing to be done.

"Since you can't, then just hit it. Why talk so much nonsense?" said a monster with a leopard body and a dragon's head. His eyes were fierce, and he looked at the beasts with angry eyes.

"Joke, Jair, if it's true as you say, then you'd already be in the inner circle. Every leader of the inner circle did not want the tribes to go to war. We're not those mindless low-level spirit beasts on the periphery. A crane with wings flapping to the sky sneered and glared at Jairus with disdain.

"It's like how much you say you are. The saber-toothed tiger glared disdainfully at the snow-white bird in the sky.

"Are you really going to go to war?!" the crane snapped his eyes at the saber-toothed tiger and said flatly.

"Come down, you!"

Suddenly, a treacherous shout rang out, and a huge tail hook unexpectedly hooked one of its long feet, and pulled it down forcefully.

"Are you looking for death?!" said Xianhe as he looked at the Golden Scorpion King who was making a sudden move.

"Willing to accompany!" The Golden Scorpion King snapped a few times, showing his edge.

"Stop!"

Suddenly, an angry roar came from the mountains and forests. The fairy crane and the golden scorpion king, who had just returned the sword-rattling, immediately stopped.

When the leaders of the Nine Beasts present heard this voice, they also put aside their words for the time being. Look at the woods.

"I don't know what you're arguing about. As soon as the dragon clan left, did they start fighting for the dragon valley?" But it can already be vaguely known that it is a terrifying powerhouse.

The beast appeared, stunned for a moment. The body is only three zhang, and the height is only more than one zhang. In front of these giants, which are at least four zhang long, they are simply insignificant.

"Brother Qilin, don't come unharmed. The leopard-like dragon-headed eye bowed to it.

This spirit beast dragon head deer antler lion hair, the body of the lion is covered with scales, the four legs are tiger limbs and dragon claws, and a strange tail feels extremely similar to that of the dragon god.

"Auspicious Beast Qilin King, do you also covet Dragon Valley?" The Mastiff King looked at the little little thing in front of him, and he didn't mean to put down his posture at all.

The Qilin King raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a smile: "My Qilin clan is naturally auspicious. As long as you live well and comprehend auspiciousness, you can achieve positive results. So I don't have any coveting for Ryukoku. ”

"And what are you doing here?" asked the snapping turtle at this moment.

The previous saber-toothed tiger, the sky-swallowing python, and the lion king didn't talk much at this moment. It's not that I don't dare, but I'm afraid of saying the wrong thing.

The dragon clan has been crisscrossing the beast clan for 10,000 years, and it has actually been blessed by a race. The name of the king of this race is Emperor Yuan. And there are very few people who dare to come up with this name. Not even the Terran Emperor dared to come up with this name.

This must be a name that only those who have attained vitality and comprehend heaven and earth dare to give it. And legend has it that if such names have any wrong intentions, they will be doomed.

And the racial name of this king is called Qilin. He himself is also revered as the King of the Kirin. The Dragon God is of the same level as it, but if it is a real battle, the Kirin King can even defeat it without the strength of a tiger.

"I'm just here to administer justice. The Kirin King looked at the snapping turtle with a smile on his face. There was a hint of murderous intent flashing in his eyes.