"Roar!"
Lu Qing's words were not only spoken but also accompanied by a tremor of the Divine Soul.
Thus, the Wind Beast of the Primordial Spirit Realm, although not highly intelligent, understood.
Immediately, it was enraged.
A tiny ant dared to provoke it so.
As the king of this plain, how could the enormous Wind Beast endure?
Immediately, with a mighty roar and struggle, it broke free from the suppressive force on it.
Then, with its fully restored claw, it lunged at Lu Qing with the force of a mountain crashing down.
Simultaneously, it issued an order.
The three Golden Core Level Wind Beasts at its feet immediately roared, their bodies transforming into three streams of quicksand.
Chasing in the direction where Old Man Qiao and others were fleeing.
However, that Primordial Spirit Realm Wind Beast did not want to let Old Man Qiao and the others off, so it sent its subordinates to intercept and kill them.
