Ye Xuan's request for Fat Tiger was just to let him chase the group of wind sheep and drive them to a specific direction.
The lone alien Mingfeng? From time to time, it would be crowded by the few male sheep behind it, and its speed would continue to slow down.
Whenever Fat Tiger gets an opportunity, he will pounce on that bright wind and inflict a few wounds on his body.
Running all the way down, Mingfeng? His snow-white fur was dyed red with blood.
In this process, its strength continued to decrease, and it gradually became difficult to control the golden and red wind, and the distance between it and the wind sheep in front became farther and farther.
Mingfeng? How could it not understand that it had mistakenly looked at the male wind sheep that was accompanying it?
Even the male wind sheep that circled around him earlier have been bribed by the accompanying male wind sheep, and have become his right-hand man to harm him at critical moments!
It only regrets that it mistrusted this group of so-called compatriots!
I wish God would punish me and wipe out all these people!
The seeds of hatred were planted in Mingfeng's heart. It was no longer able to avenge itself, and could only watch helplessly as a group of its kind ran further and further away, leaving itself behind.
The attendant male Feng Sheep hissed, and the sheep in front of him separated into a passage, allowing him to lead a few of his men to the front and become the new leader of the Feng Sheep herd.
Everything was planned in advance.
Since Mingfeng doesn't want to be associated with the same kind and deliberately draws a clear line with the same kind, then it is natural for the same kind to be used as a pawn and sacrificed in critical moments.
"Baa--baa!" Mingfeng hissed in grief and anger. The canine variant behind him was getting closer and closer, and the shadow of death had already shrouded its head.
It no longer cares whether it lives or dies in the end.
Mingfeng stopped its galloping pace, covered in blood, and stood in the forest, staring deeply at the retreating figures of its kin.
May God send down divine punishment!
Kill these treacherous beasts!
Boom!
As if God was responding to Mingfeng's call, a golden-red thunderbolt suddenly fell down, narrowly grazing the body of the accompanying Gongfengyang and creating a deep pit several feet wide on its side!
Many wind sheep couldn't dodge and ran into deep pits, lost their front hooves and fell down one after another.
The latecomers rushed into the deep pit like dumplings, trampling on the forerunners and seriously injuring them.
The sheep suddenly became commotion, barking in panic, and wanted to scatter in all directions, then turned and fled to other places.
Click! Click! Click...
The sounds of trees being crushed and broken were heard one after another. From the side of the sheep, a yellow dragon more than nine feet long passed through the forest and slowly approached the sheep.
The breath of the real dragon came here, bringing deep fear to the sheep.
Many wind sheep knelt down on the spot and lowered their heads!
The shadow now appeared in front, gradually covering the sky above the sheep - it was another real dragon covered in purple-black scales and shining with metallic light!
It is surrounded by thunder and light, and its majesty is even more majestic than the yellow dragon!
The two dragons intertwined, blocking the left and right sides of the sheep, as well as the way forward. Facing the two dragons was undoubtedly more frightening to the sheep than facing the canine monsters.
Some sheep tried to turn around and retreat, but there was no fat tiger chasing behind them.
There was only one Mingfeng covered in blood, standing in the middle of the forest, looking coldly at the retreating compatriots.
The fellow tribesmen lowered their heads to it, begging for mercy and a way to escape.
It just watched with cold eyes. Once someone of its own race approached, it would light up its horn and directly poke a hole in the neck of the wind sheep!
Three to five wind sheep died under its horn.
More wind sheep screamed angrily and stared at Mingfeng with their red eyes. They did not dare to shout with the twin dragons, so they used all their courage on their former leader.
In the matter of attacking Mingfeng?, they showed even more fearlessness in death.
The injuries on Mingfeng's body seriously hampered its fighting ability. After stabbing three male wind sheep to death with its horn one after another, it could no longer support itself and began to retreat steadily.
"Okay."
At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in the woods.
The two dragons, who were whispering in mid-air, immediately stopped watching the show when they heard the voice. They each used their magical powers to herd the sheep together and headed out of the forest along a fixed route.
Mingfeng fell to the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
Ye Xuan walked over from the forest and looked at the more than ten wind sheep lying on the ground, and his saliva began to secrete rapidly.
He swallowed his saliva, waved his hand, and directly rewarded Fat Tiger with a recently dead wind sheep.
Fat Tiger, who was following behind, immediately selected the strongest male sheep in the field, disembowelled it, and feasted on it.
Ye Xuan was busy skinning all the remaining six or seven dead sheep and stuffing them into the magic bag.
He held a sharp knife and very neatly peeled off the skin of each wind sheep, disembowelled and took out the internal organs. Mingfeng, who fell to the ground, gradually regained some strength. When he opened his eyes, he saw a human cultivator with his back to him.
Follow it and cook all its former kin.
The other party did not let go of the sheep that either fainted from fright or were trampled. They were all tied up with an iron rope and handed over to the guard of his canine aliens.
Seeing this scene, Mingfeng?'s mood was somewhat complicated.
It forced its limbs and climbed up from the ground, but did not run away - with its current strength, it would not be able to escape very far before it would be caught by Ye Xuan.
When this alien creature woke up, Ye Xuan felt something in his heart, but he never had time to pay attention to it.
Ming Feng was ostracized by his own kind and regarded the Feng Sheep as enemies. He sent two dragons to imprison the sheep, thus avenging them.
Let’s see how it expresses its stance now.
After Mingfeng stood up, he froze in place for a long time. When he saw Fat Tiger next to the human cultivator, he finally realized that the twin dragons and the human cultivator were in the same group. They both belonged to the same powerful force!
——As long as they are intelligent creatures, no one would think that a human cultivator is capable of raising two real dragons.
In this way, in the eyes of other uninformed creatures, the twin dragons can only be considered as being in the same group as Ye Xuan, and will not think that they are Ye Xuan's subordinates or adopted sons.
Even if this is the case, is it enough to intimidate Mingfeng? Let him know what he should do.
It slowly moved forward, walked to Ye Xuan, raised its front hooves, and knelt on the ground.
A ray of true energy escaped from its head and flowed into Ye Xuan's Dragon Bird Seal.
"Yes, you will be one of my subordinates from now on." Ye Xuan smiled softly, handed over a healing pill, and stuffed it into Mingfeng's mouth.
The north wind is blowing, and the bright wind is blowing, and the head is lowered.
The elixir was moistened, and a warm current rippled through its limbs and bones, beginning to repair the injuries on its body.
Ye Xuan quickly left here with the subdued Mingfeng?, Fat Tiger, and seven or eight wind sheep.
This battle, which was not too fierce, but was enough to shock others, was covered up by the north wind and the snow, all traces of which were covered up.