The Beast Taming Concubine: The Useless Miss Wants to Strik Back

Everyone hurried forward, and soon they saw towering ancient trees standing in the distance.

Each ancient tree is at least ten feet tall and extremely thick, as if it were an ancient tree that survived from ancient times.

The group walked for a long time, when suddenly, the ancient tree in front of them changed. The tree became thicker and thicker, and finally they saw a hundred-meter-tall ancient tree standing tall.

This seems to be the first ancient tree that appeared between heaven and earth at the beginning of the world, and it has lived for who knows how long.

Runes appeared on the ancient tree, shining brightly, and mysterious sounds spread all around. Feng Qingcheng and the others listened to it, but they couldn't hear what it was saying.

The height of this ancient tree shocked everyone and it seemed unreal.

The ancient tree exudes a dangerous aura, like an ancient ferocious beast lurking, making people's scalps tingle just by looking at it.

Under the ancient tree, there stood ten ferocious beasts, standing on two feet, shaped like dragons, with a pair of huge velvet wings, horns on their heads, scarlet eyes, and were extremely powerful.

"Double-winged flying dragon!"

Feng Qingcheng's eyes flashed with light. This was a spiritual beast comparable to the top five level. If its bloodline was pure, it would be even more powerful.

Liu Bang and Luo Nan were both shocked, because this flying dragon had dragon blood.

Below the flying dragon, there are hundreds of strange monsters and beasts distributed all around, blocking the way to the giant ancient tree.

Opposite this group of people, there is a huge willow tree, with golden branches waving, emitting a terrifying aura. In another corner, there are many human geniuses.

Among the more than 20 people, the leader was a young man, wearing brocade clothes, with an arrogant look, and an arrogant look. Next to the young man were three men and one woman, standing on one side like followers.

Others were either in pairs or in groups of three or five, forming a small group. Among them, Feng Qingcheng saw an acquaintance, Feng Xinyu, who was from the same Feng family as her. She was standing with a man, looking intimate.

The brothers Yuan Wu and Yuan Yi were also among them.

On the other side of the human race, there was a unique group, all holding green bows and arrows. There were only nine of them, wearing a layer of light green soft armor, with a green gem on their foreheads, emitting a faint light, appearing spiritual and holy. The men in this group were extremely handsome, and the women were beautiful and charming, making many human beings present pale in comparison.

"It's the elves!"

Liu Bang lowered his voice and spoke into Feng Qingcheng's ear.

Looking at the nine people, Feng Qingcheng felt a strong energy of life. The purity of their spiritual power was so high that almost no one among the human beings present could be compared with them. Even her own body, which had been nourished for a long time, had not yet reached such a level.

"As expected of the elves, they are the darlings of God!" Feng Qingcheng sighed.

As they arrived, everyone looked over with different expressions.

The human race was filled with joy, after all, they belonged to the same camp.

"Come here, stand behind this young master and work hard, you will get your rewards." The leading man held his head high, his nostrils almost pointing to the sky, and said arrogantly.

The tone sounded like he was commanding subordinates, which made Feng Qingcheng and others look unhappy.

"He is the godson of Minister Wen, the brother of Mu Wanqing, Mu Wenhai!" Liu Bang whispered again.

Hearing this, Feng Qingcheng's eyes sparkled. He was Mu Wenhai!

Feng Qingcheng and the others chose to ignore the other party's words. They were not small fry, and one of them was a royal family member, with a more prominent status than Mu Wenhai.

Mu Wenhai frowned, someone actually ignored him, which made him angry. But when he saw Cang Wuya, he was stunned.

"It's Cang Wuya. You are here too." Mu Wenhai called Cang Wuya's name directly without much respect. From this we can see how arrogant he is.

Cang Wuya replied calmly: "Can't this prince come?"

"Of course I can. Who dares to say no? You are the Eighth Prince." Mu Wenhai smiled and said, "I'm afraid it's dangerous here. If something happens to you, it will be troublesome."

"Don't worry about it, just take care of yourself. The reputation of Prime Minister Wen cannot be ruined in your hands." Cang Wuya is not weak.

The relationship between the two does not seem to be very good.

At this time, Mu Wenhai noticed Feng Qingcheng and said with a frown: "How dare you show up in front of me. It seems that those people have failed, a bunch of rubbish."

Mu Wenhai’s eyes were cold: “I’ll let you live for a while longer. When I get what I want, I will definitely take your head off.”

"That dog is barking so noisy." Feng Qingcheng scratched his ear and said sarcastically.

"You dare to scold Master Mu, you are seeking death."

In order to take credit, a young man behind Mu Wenhai shouted angrily and attacked, his spiritual power surged and turned into a beam of light.

Feng Qingcheng drew her sword and swung it, a white lotus flew out and shook the silk away.

"I've seen people who pick up money and credit, but this is the first time I've seen someone who picks up scolding. What? Do you also think that your young master is like a dog?" Mu Qingcheng looked helpless.

"Hahaha!"

Many people laughed, this sentence was really hurtful.

"Who dares to laugh!"

Mu Wenhai roared, his face flushed. He had never been humiliated like this before. He glared at Mu Qingcheng.

"Master Mu, this is where you are wrong. You can control your lackeys, but can you control the world's talents? Do you think you look down on the geniuses present here?"

Feng Qingcheng's words were sharp, and she immediately placed Mu Wenhai in front of everyone.

Many geniuses of status looked at Mu Wenhai with cold eyes, and a faint desire to fight arose.

Mu Wenhai clenched his fists, veins bulged on his forehead. He took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and suddenly laughed.

"You are so sharp-tongued. Seeing how beautiful you are, I'm afraid you are not even as good as a woman. Tsk tsk."

This sentence changed the topic, and many people looked at Feng Qingcheng and started talking. Indeed, among men, it was rare to find someone as beautiful as Feng Qingcheng!

However, in the Sky Continent, having the appearance of a man or a woman is a huge humiliation for a person.

Liu Bang quickly grabbed Feng Qingcheng's arm, fearing that she would act impulsively.

But what surprised him was that Feng Qingcheng's expression did not change at all, and she was very calm. This made Liu Bang admire her very much, thinking that she was a real talent, and she could remain calm in the face of such humiliation!

How could he know that Feng Qingcheng was a woman and naturally had no feelings towards such words.

Mu Wenhai said coldly: "You can only show off your power of words for a short while. When this is over, you will definitely die!"

Feng Qingcheng sneered, with a hint of murderous intent: "I'll wait!"

"Roar!"

At this time, ten flying dragon beasts roared, creating a hurricane with infinite power, warning all enemies.

"As for the Xuan Ji treasure, I told you when I came in that whoever dares to snatch it from me will die! No matter who he is!" Mu Wenhai shouted coldly, his eyes deliberately lingering on Cang Wuya, his meaning was obvious.

"Boom!"

At this time, the ground shook, and the insect monster came here, roaring at Feng Qingcheng and others, but did not attack. Instead, his eyes fell on the huge ancient tree with an excited look.

"This earth terror seems to be coming for the Flying Dragon Treasure." Feng Qingcheng said, "Eighth Prince, I wonder what this Xuanji Treasure is?"

Feng Qingcheng was very curious about what kind of treasure it was that attracted so many powerful people to gather here.

"It's mainly for a piece of wood, the essence of an ancient tree.

This wood can increase the speed three times when practiced. Not only that, this wood has a trace of the essence of heaven and earth. At a critical moment, the spiritual wood can save a life!" Cang Wuya did not hide it and revealed the key to the flying dragon treasure.

"Oh! This essence of spiritual wood is indeed so attractive." Feng Qingcheng's heart was shocked. The three-fold cultivation speed was not to be underestimated. If it were in the outside world, it would be enough to cause a big storm.