"Don't wait any longer, slaughter these brats from the Extreme Fist Sect!" Miao Xiyang roared in anger.
"Kill the bastards from the Heavy Sword Sect!" After seeing Zhou Yang die, Elder Zhou's eyes turned red, his killing intent soaring to the skies.
"Kill, kill, kill!" The people of the Extreme Fist Sect shared a common enemy, their eyes filled with fierce killing intent.
...
Several days ago, at Sunset Mountain.
Looking at the Black Bear Spirit in front of him, who was displaying a fawning look in an anthropomorphic manner, Lou Yi was somewhat speechless.
He's killed many monsters before, but this was the first one that actively wanted to follow him.
However, this Black Bear Spirit, with its sleek and shiny black fur, along with its shiny black eyes, black nose, and black tongue...
It looked quite a bit like a five-black dog he had raised in his previous life.
