Who Is She?

Other mystical beasts submitted to the flying silver wolf, respectfully giving way and making room for it.

As soon as the flying silver wolf arrived, it locked onto the strongest presence in front of it—Qiu Moyuan.

Under its oppressive aura, Qiu Moyuan felt as though he were pinned under a mountain, unable to move a step.

A trace of contempt flashed in the eyes of the flying silver wolf.

Saint beasts were on par with human saints.

Its strength was more than enough to crush everyone present.

Normally, it wouldn't even spare a glance at these people.

But now...

Troublesome fellows, just go and die!

The flying silver wolf lazily raised its paw, as if swatting a fly.

A cold light shot towards Qiu Moyuan.

"Lord Qiu, be careful!"

"Lord Qiu, quickly dodge!"

People cried out in fear.

Qiu Moyuan also wanted to evade, but under the opponent's pressure, he couldn't even move a finger, let alone dodge.