This Race Should Be Destroyed

The waves surging in Ning Yan's mind shook his entire body.

He was aware of how high and mighty Qingqin's three heads were. Each of its heads had a significant meaning.

The center head was its life. The left and right also had different meanings. To put Xu Qing on its right head was absolutely impossible in Ning Yan's understanding.

This had nothing to do with the cultivation base and was related to Qingqin's recognition. The only person who was lifted by the center head was its master. Regardless of whether it was the current Qingqin or the ancestor back then, they had never recognized a master.

As for the left head, only its descendants could appear there. If outsiders stepped on it, it would be a huge insult to it. It would definitely fight them to death.