The Escape of the Saint Perishing Fruit

At the sound of Qingfeng Li calling his beast garbage, the Left Guardian's eyes started fuming. At the same time, he was also stunned. After all, he was a member of the Beast-Emperor Sect, and he was skilled at attacking with beasts.

Although the mutated demonic snake that the Left Guardian had called out was only a half-step Spirit Emperor Realm demonic beast, its attack powers were equivalent to that of a Spirit Emperor Realm demonic beast.

But so what? His mutated demonic snake had been easily defeated by Black Puppy.

"Qingfeng Li, you dare to kill my mutated beast? I'm going to end you!" The Left Guardian glared at Qingfeng Li, his eyes full of rage.

The mutated demonic snake had lived with the Left Guardian for many years, and they were very close to one another. It had protected him in many battles, making it his prized battle beast. But now, it had died a miserable death.