Nian Gao is still young, and he still needs to practice his breath control frequently.
Fortunately for Baozi, although his bloodline is not as good as Nian Gao's, his cultivation is far superior to hers, so he has not really suffered any substantial negative impact.
But the group of brass snow-singing sheep shrouded by the pressure of the divine beasts were not so lucky.
They all burst out with a mournful neighing, and then plunged to the ground, with no trace of life in their eyes.
As expected of a divine beast, the power from its bloodline would frighten the second-level monster to death without even needing to stretch out a claw.
This competition also came to an end very quickly.
Mu Chuyue and Xiao Jinyan both watched the complete process in their eyes.
They looked at each other and smiled, with a hint of tacit understanding lingering in the air.
Gu Yilin stood next to the two of them without knowing why: "Sister Yue, Dean Xiao, what are you laughing at?
Tell me and tell me."
Xiao Jinyan had no intention of answering, but silently looked away with a cold face.
This guy seems to be isolating Gu Yilin because of what happened before.
Mu Chuyue couldn't help but laugh, and then called to the two of them: "Let's go, the competition between rice cakes and steamed buns has come to an end."
Xiao Jinyan nodded and followed the two little ones in the direction they left earlier.
Gu Yilin touched the back of his head, his face full of surprise: "No way, how could it be so fast?
Didn't they just leave not long ago?
Even with the strength of Baozi's fourth-level magic beast, it would be difficult to kill a second-level brass Snow Song Sheep.
It’s not something so quick, right?”
"Hearing is false, seeing is believing.
If you don't believe it, let's go over together and see with our own eyes."
The corners of Mu Chuyue's mouth raised, and the slight arc made the girl bright and delicate, and there was no trace of earthliness in her stunning beauty.
Fireworks.
Gu Yilin caught up with him in two steps, feeling a little excited in his heart.
He wanted to see what method these two little guys used to kill all the Brass Snow Song Sheep in such a short period of time.
You know, there are nine people gathered around here.
When Mu Chuyue and others arrived, they saw such a strange painting style: The huge bun squatted peacefully in the empty space aside, while a knee-high little baby easily carried a big sheep carcass in one hand and stacked them together.
Not only was Gu Yilin dumbfounded, but Xiao Jinyan, who claimed to be well-informed, was also shocked by the astonishing power of the rice cake.
If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, who would have believed that a little baby who had not yet been able to walk steadily could actually do this.
What is the concept of the weight of an adult Brass Snowyin Sheep?
It is huge and normally requires at least three to four strong mercenaries to move it smoothly.
Now he is being picked up by the little rice cake with one hand Among the three people present, the one who felt the deepest feeling was none other than Gu Yilin.
He had just personally felt the weight of the Brass Snow Song Sheep, but the size of the Brass Snow Song Sheep he got from Xue Liuqing was still large.
Less than half of what Nian Gao held, it was still a monster in its infancy.
Comparing Nian Gao's behavior with his own, Gu Yilin instantly felt that he was extremely weak.
While excited, he couldn't help but yell at Mu Chuyue:
"Sister Yue, I suspect that this little dumpling is not a human being at all.
How can a normal child be as strong as her?"
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