Sacred-blood Black-feathered Beast

Han Sen did not have time to explain to Wang Dongling. He summoned his mutant three-eyed beast mount and called Wang Mengmeng, "Mengmeng, let’s go."

Han Sen had seen what the sacred-blood fox king could do, and these black-feathered beasts might also have a king like that. Constantly seeing them around gave him a bad feeling. Since he had taken Wang Mengmeng here, he needed to be responsible for the safety, not to mention the trust she placed in him.

"Sister, let’s go together?" Wang Mengmeng summoned her big white bear, and asked Haungfu Pingqing.

Huangfu nodded and summoned her mount, following the two.

Wang Dongling had to summon his mount and follow them. He murmured, "Just a few black-feathered beasts. What’s to be afraid about?"

Han Sen simply ignored him, and guarded Wang Mengmeng run at full speed. Half an hour later, the sky darkened.

It was day time and in a desert, but the sun was suddenly gone. The black-feathered beasts rushed toward them like bats.