Four seventh-rank spirit beast pets, and one eighth-stage spirit beast, these five pet beasts alone are enough to make Murong Feixue in front of him die no longer...... Of course, this is just the idea of Ning Qingqing and others.

Su Qinghe stood on the edge of the ring, looked at Murong Feixue with a sneer, and asked playfully, "Murong Feixue, why didn't you bring your pet beast, is it because the grade is too low for fear of embarrassing people?" ”

"Haha There was a burst of laughter all around.

Murong Feixue didn't speak, and directly slapped Su Qinghe's face with practical actions.

An orange light flashed from Murong Feixue's figure, and then, an earth-shattering tiger roar shook the entire ring area.

It was a snow-white one with a faint orange glow all around it. There is also a white tiger with a pale black king character on his forehead.

This white tiger was two meters tall and nearly five meters long, and a strong and powerful tail swept at will, but the momentum of the king of beasts was enough to make everyone on the stage fearful. And the orange glow made these people even more stunned. You must know the Dao, and the demonic beasts of the divine beast level will emit light.

From the first stage of the divine beast to the ninth stage of the divine beast, they are white, red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, purple, and black......

The little white tiger is emitting orange light, which means that it is a three-stage divine beast!

"Glowing! Mythical beasts? And it's still a three, three-stage divine beast? ”

Many people rubbed their eyes, thinking that they had seen it wrong, how could there be a demonic beast of the third stage of the divine beast here?

Su Qinghe was surprised, and his face was ugly for a while.

He obviously didn't expect that Murong Feixue actually had a pet beast.

When the white tiger haunted the Baihua Building before, only a few people had seen it, and these people obviously did not include Su Qinghe, Ning Qingqing and others.

Therefore, Ning Qingqing's face at this time was also not very good-looking.

"It's okay, what about the divine beasts! Let's have a spirit beast with an eighth stage, and four spirit beasts with a seventh stage, and two spirit beasts with a sixth stage, and this white tiger is doomed to death when we fight. Ning Qingqing comforted herself, and at the same time began to secretly rejoice in her decision to change the duel to a fighting achievement.

If he directly competed with Murong Feixue for pet beasts, then his Flame Marco would be dead.

But now...... Ning Qingqing couldn't help but laugh.

Everyone else probably thinks the same way, although the white tiger is a divine beast third stage, but it is not a one-on-one duel on the stage. The opponent's potential is obviously much greater.

However, most people have overlooked one problem, Murong Feixue's divine beast has already spanned three stages, even if it is against the first and second stage divine beasts of the same purpose, it is also confident.

Only Liang Yali frowned slightly with a few division commanders, and then couldn't help but look at Murong Feixue a few more times.

Both sides are on both sides, and the situation is clear.

Murong Feixue is on one side, two sixth-stage pet beasts, four seventh-stage pet beasts, and one eighth-stage pet beast are one-sided, and the two fifth-stage pet beasts are soy sauce.

These two guys are also very self-aware, and they know the ancient precept of the Dao immortals to fight fake mortals, so at the beginning of the war, the two of them should admit defeat and retreat.

When there were only eight people left on the stage, Murong Feixue waved his hand, but he gave the order to attack first.

Although the little white tiger fan and Murong Feixue did not have a heart-to-heart connection, Murong Feixue's voice could sound directly in its ears, and as soon as Murong Feixue waved his hand, it roared angrily and rushed towards the other party.

The huge roar of the tiger together, from the momentum, overshadowed the enemy's head.