The Ten Thousand Beasts Peak was covered in mist. The extra divine needle that appeared not far away was blocked by the mist, but it was still shocking. The huge square was crowded with people, but most of them were looking at the periphery. Only the more than 200 disciples who went to the battle were surrounded. Once they came back, they would receive a huge reward. Everyone who returned from the battle was ecstatic.
There is a spirit altar in the front. If you drop blood into it, you can get a winged bird guard with the same strength as yourself, and it does not occupy the position of a spirit pet. Who wouldn’t be jealous!
The disciples who had not participated because of too many worries regretted it so much that they wanted to beat their chests and stamp their feet: "I regret it! If I had known there was such a treasure, I would have gone too! I finally broke through the Spirit Emperor Realm. If I could have a puppet like this to protect me, it would be like having another life. I would be willing to die!"
Those guard-level winged birds that could fly and kill enemies carried the disciples into the blue sky at a speed rarely seen in life.
"It's like a dream." The disciples who got the treasure wanted to cry for joy, "Thank you, Peak Master, thank you, Great Elder!"
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