Concealing Garment, the Might of Instant Slaughter

Boom!

The earth trembled, and the entire forest seemed to shake at this moment. Rolling deathly aura swept over the land, surging in all directions as if it wanted to devour the heavens and earth.

Amid the rolling deathly aura, gray-white shadows shot over one after another. Faint black light could be seen among them. All of them were Beast Spirits whose strength rivaled that of Seventh-Grade Sovereigns.

By this point, how could Mo Yu and the others still not know that they had been schemed against?

Those two directions should originally have been areas cleared by the Dark Tiger Tribe and the Earth Leopard Tribe. Yet now, all the Beast Spirits there were roaring toward Mo Yu and the others. It was obvious that the two tribes were behind this.

Han Yue's face turned livid, and the chill in his eyes almost solidified. Clearly, he already hated the Earth Leopard Tribe to the bone.

"Deal with the Beast Spirits in front of us!" Just as Han Yue's face turned livid, Mo Yu calmly spoke.

Although the Beast Spirit army was terrifying, there were fortunately no Beast Spirits at the Eighth-Grade Sovereign level. Thus, although the situation was perilous, as long as Mo Yu was present, they were as steady as Mount Tai!

Hearing this, Han Yue, Cai Lin, and the others immediately recovered their senses. At once, spiritual energy erupted wildly from their bodies. They no longer held back in the slightest, and wave after wave of violent attacks swept toward the Beast Spirits before them.

Bang!

Mo Yu's eyes were icy as well. Looking at the Seventh-Grade Beast Spirit battling Cai Lin, his body trembled slightly, and his palm flashed like lightning as it pressed against the Beast Spirit's brow. Then, violent power erupted.

Boom!

The Seventh-Grade Beast