Before the war had even begun, they had already thought of escaping. They were indeed a group of pampered nobles.
Roar!
The earth-shattering roar of the tiger was much more awe-inspiring than Nangong Qianxi's roar just now. Its scarlet eyes shot out, and with a roar, the mountain-sized magical beast slammed its front claws on the ground. A wind blade surged out, and it charged towards the four of them with earth-shattering footwork.
This was the Magical Beast's most instinctive way of fighting. It had solid muscles, a powerful defense, and a huge power that was like mountains and rivers. If it really collided with a body, it would be strange if it didn't turn into meat paste.
"Ah!" Nangong Qianxi actually gave up without a fight. She did not even prepare to contribute in the first confrontation and ran in the direction of the Magical Beast Fortress.
