The Ninth Sister is a Prodigious Beast Master

“Sigh, when can I evolve into a sacred beast?” Jiu Yan shook her head. Her nine fluffy fire-like tails swayed gently behind her, making her look a little helpless.

As soon as Jiu Yan said this, the holy beasts of Beiting Huang almost cried. Little Vine felt better. She was a plant magical beast and usually assisted in battle. The weakest seven-star holy beast, Xiao Zhao, wiped her tears and sat down on Lightning’s tail. “I’m still a seven-star holy beast. Boohoo, you’re all bullying me!”

“F*ck!” Lightning wailed. His tail was about to be broken by her. However, when he saw two tears in Xiao Zhao’s adorable golden eyes, Lightning swallowed his curses. As a male, he had to be tolerant of the female he liked, right?

Who asked him to have designs on her? Although it was still too early for Xiao Zhao to evolve into a sacred beast and transform into a human!

“Sigh, let’s focus on cultivating! We still have some advantages. In the Central Continent, there is a time difference of ten days. There is also demonic energy that doesn’t exist in the Central Continent. As long as we don’t slack off, I believe we will be able to help Master soon!” Ling MO opened the red demonic eyes on the middle of its head. Their Master was fighting outside, but they were so bored and quarreled here.

As expected, Ling Mo’s words stopped all the voices.

In the training ground, Beiting Huang, who was on the mountain path, finally calmed down. She couldn’t help but praise him. Ling MO was so sensible!

All the beasts were instantly speechless, especially when they saw Ling Mo’s split lips and obvious smile. All of them cast him a disdainful look. Bastard, you can think of ways to make your master happy at any time. Hmph, let’s see if Boss Ming wakes up and kills him!

Ling MO did not even raise his eyelids. How could Boss Ming deal with these idiots? If Boss Ming wanted to deal with them, he would also have to deal with the Night King. Who was he?

It had to be said that among these beasts, the most black-bellied was Ling Mo. As expected of a dark-element magical beast!

With Agul’s suppression, the sacred beasts subconsciously released their domains, suppressing the Metalback Brown Bear until it could not breathe. Before the round started, the Metalback Brown Bear’s spirit began to weaken. As its master, Wan Dekuai could deeply feel the trembling of the Metalback Brown Bear from the depths of its soul. He was powerless to resist.

Beiting Huang released nine flexible swords and surrounded Mu Qingling and Yuan He invisibly. She walked towards Wan Dekuai with the flexible swords in her hand. The night wind blew over, and Beiting Huang’s long black hair mixed with purple silk danced wildly in the wind. The exquisite black robe on her body fluttered in the wind. At this moment, Wan Dekuai regretted it  very much. Why didn’t he think that Beiting Huang was actually so dignified and untouchable before?

Only strength could make people powerful. Only strength could make people have such an unstoppable aura.

Not daring to look Beiting Huang in the eye, Wan Dekuai’s spiritual power flowed into the Metalback Brown Bear lying limply at his feet. He kept ordering him in his heart, “Get up, bastard, get up!’

“Master, please beg for mercy. This snake is too terrifying. I can’t resist it!”

In Wan Dekuai’s sea of consciousness, the trembling voice of the Metalback Brown Bear made his legs go weak, and his body involuntarily fell to the ground. A voice that even he couldn’t believe came from his mouth. “Your

Excellency Beiting Huang, I don’t dare to offend you.. Please spare my life!”