Fantasy: I Did Not Raise The Divine Beasts

Chapter 285: The Taste of Food (1)

Translator: 549690339

The pale yellow ball of light arrived in an instant. Under the pressure of the ball of light, cracks appeared in the surrounding space.

Patriarch Qingfeng turned to look at the panicking crowd behind him and said loudly,

“Everyone, don’t panic. Attack together with me.”

“Extreme Wind, Meteor Glory!”

As soon as he finished speaking, Patriarch Qingfeng attacked first, and green vital essence shot into the sky.

A huge crossbow formed behind him. Then, a sharp arrow rushed towards the pale yellow ball of light.

” Hidden Dragon Slash!

After Patriarch Qingfeng made his move, the Hidden Dragon Sect Master also made his move. He gathered his true essence on his saber.

He swung his saber at the pale yellow ball of light in the sky, and a dazzling saber light flew towards the pale yellow ball of light.

After Patriarch Qingfeng and the Hidden Dragon Sect’s sect master left, it was equivalent to giving the cultivators behind a peace of mind.

“Quick, let’s attack as well!”

A cultivator in the crowd said slowly. Then, he used the spirit skill he was good at and attacked the ball of light in the sky.

“Waterspout!”

“Grand Fireball!”

For a moment, all the cultivators attacked one after another, and all kinds of spirit techniques flashed in midair.

Soon, all kinds of spirit skills collided with the light yellow ball of light, and a powerful wave of air spread out in all directions from the collision.

Cough!Cough!Cough!

After the collision, Qingfeng and the other cultivators all felt their blood boiling in their chests. If they weren’t careful, they would have vomited.

As for Patriarch Yellow Squirrel, he looked down at Patriarch Clear Wind and the others with disdain.

It seemed that the collision just now did not affect him much.

God Emperor Realm experts were so terrifying!

After gathering everyone’s strength and failing to cause any substantial damage to Ancestor Yellow Squirrel, the panic in the eyes of the cultivators had reached its peak.

“Let’s go, let’s go quickly. If we don’t leave now, we will die here.”

A moment later, the sound of fleeing could be heard from the group of cultivators. A group of cultivators began to run out of the Coiling Dragon Mountain Range.

One of them began to flee. The cultivators nearby immediately followed behind him and fled toward the Coiling Dragon Mountain Range.

“A bunch of ants trying to escape.”

Patriarch Yellow Squirrel looked at the cultivators running at the front and waved his sleeve. A pale yellow chain flew towards them.

Ah! The chains pierced through the bodies of the cultivators, and they immediately let out a series of miserable cries.

Patriarch Cool Breeze looked at Patriarch Yellow Squirrel in the sky and felt a sense of helplessness.

The difference between the Godly King realm and the God Emperor realm could not be made up for by numbers.

Xiao Changtian’s courtyard

The white tiger was lying lazily on the roof, basking in the sun, licking its claws from time to time.

“The smell of food!”

The white tiger licked its claws and muttered as it stared at the sky.

Then, the white tiger looked around the courtyard and found Xiao Changtian sleeping on the rocking chair.

“Master is sleeping. It doesn’t seem to be a problem for him to go out and eat something.”

The white tiger muttered. Then, it looked up at the sky and clapped its claws.

A crack appeared in the barrier between the Tian Yuan Continent and the Divine Realm. The white tiger appeared in the sky above the Celestial Continent in a flash.

He sniffed the air above the Celestial Cloud Continent and looked in the direction of the Coiling Dragon Mountain Range.

“Although this food is a little rotten, it can still barely cope with it.”

With this thought in mind, the white tiger flew towards the Coiling Dragon Mountain Range.

Coiling Dragon Mountain Range

Ancestor Yellow Squirrel looked at the Cultivator Alliance below expressionlessly. Many cultivators had died under his attacks.

Patriarch Qingfeng looked up at Patriarch Yellow Squirrel and Li Wushuang, feeling that the latter’s aura was similar to his.

“My two brothers over there, how about we fight against this demonic beast together? After the battle, we’ll split the sacred object equally.”

Both Li Wushuang and Chu Yuanshan exuded the aura of a Divine King.

Moreover, they didn’t attack the Cultivator Alliance just now, so Patriarch Qingfeng thought that they were human cultivators who were suppressed by Patriarch Yellow Squirrel.

Li Wushuang had just recovered from her weakened state, and she didn’t know what to do when she saw Qingfeng waving at her.

Patriarch Yellow Squirrel smiled at Qingfeng’s words and said to Li Wushuang,”

“Brother Wushuang, that old man wants to share the passion fruit with you. What do you think?”

Li Wushuang’s body quivered when she heard the words. She smiled at the old ancestor and said,”

“Why would I be interested in passion fruit?”

Then, Li Wushuang shouted at Qingfeng,”

“What are you talking about? How can a person like you get your hands on a passion fruit? Do you want to die?”

As she spoke, she gathered her True Qi and attacked Patriarch Qingfeng.

Seeing Li Wushuang attack him instead of helping him, Qingfeng’s injuries worsened.

“You, you’re simply…”

Bang! Before Patriarch Qingfeng could finish speaking, the next attack flew toward him.

His body couldn’t take it anymore and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

The Hidden Dragon Sect’s sect master’s injuries were similar to Patriarch Qingfeng’s. A few wounds could be clearly seen on his arm.

Patriarch Clear Wind and the Hidden Dragon Sect Master stood back to back as they looked at Patriarch Yellow Squirrel in the sky with determination on their faces.

They knew that if they couldn’t hold back this ancestor, the entire Cultivator Alliance would probably die here today.

At this time, Li Wushuang’s participation in the battle made the situation worse.

Some of the cultivators who recognized Li Wushuang hated the Red Cloud Sacred Hall even more.

Li Wushuang was happy to see this resentment. She wished that the Red Cloud Temple would disappear.

At the same time, a white kitten also came to the sky above the battlefield. Looking at the battle below, it yawned again.

“Boring!”

The White Tiger casually said a sentence, and then the White Tiger saw the Yellow Squirrel Ancestor in the air.

“So the taste is coming from this little yellow mouse. This little yellow mouse obtained the passion fruit by chance. 1 hope it won’t disappoint when it eats it.”

The white tiger in Xiao Changtian’s courtyard naturally sensed the attack of the old ancestor.

If it was just a God Emperor Realm expert, it would not be to the extent of making him attack like this.

However, Ancestor Yellow Squirrel had used the help of the White Incense Fruit to break through to the God Emperor Realm. His body also had some of the fragrance of the Passion Fruit.

The white tiger was quite fond of a natural treasure like the passion fruit.

When the white tiger spoke, it did not hide its voice at all. Its slow voice naturally entered everyone’s ears.

After hearing the White Tiger’s words, Ancestor Yellow Squirrel’s expression darkened. He looked at the White Tiger in front of him, and the killing intent in his eyes was not concealed at all..