Long Xingtian casually chose a direction, brandishing his sword as he charged out. Not long after, the cries of ferocious beasts echoed over.
Beibei said in a milky voice, "Daddy, go! You can do it!"
The little one also chimed in, "Uncle Long, you can do it!"
Qin Xianglian wore a bright smile. "Beibei, Mommy is going to kill ferocious beasts too. Aren't you going to cheer me on? I'm getting jealous."
Beibei rolled her round eyes. "Mommy, you can do it too!"
Since they were all one family anyway, whoever lost or won meant the same thing; Beibei was definitely not a foolish child.
Most of these ferocious beasts were at the Tribulation Crossing Stage in strength, and they should have been forced over here to march to their deaths. Their purpose was to exhaust physical strength and power, and these beast kings were none other than formidable figures.
Soon after, Long Yanran returned first, carrying a sack filled entirely with beast cores, and Beibei ran over happily.
One... Two...
In the end, it was An Qing who helped her finish counting. Wouldn't a sweep of divine sense have finished it instantly?
Long Yanran's tally was forty-three!
Bang!
A lightning-like figure flew over, turning out to be none other than Long Xingtian. The latter suppressed his anger, immediately flipping around to charge back out.
"Brat, you still dare to come back?"
At this moment, an unfamiliar voice rang out, and Long Yanran and the others immediately ran over to find a few extra people standing outside the towering tree.
"Give them back to me." Long Xingtian blazed with anger!
At this moment, he had swords held against his neck by two people!
"Whose things? With just this bit of strength of yours, you still dare to claim these beast