"It seems that things are not as simple as imagined."

He turned around, looked at the creatures with tiger heads and lion bodies opposite, and said calmly: "Which of you is the leader? Come out and talk to me."

"Hey, a weak boy like you is worthy of meeting our leader?"

At this time, a burly Liger tribe member stepped forward and said, "Boy, I give you a final warning. Go back wherever you came from. This is already our Liger tribe's territory. If you don't want to die, just get out."

The burly liger looked at Lu Yuan fiercely.

This time, Wuya Pavilion launched an action and summoned hundreds of forces to raid the deserted valley.

The Liger Clan is one of the vanguards, and formed a force with three other forces. There are more than ten people in the natural disaster realm alone.

But after all, not everyone is a natural disaster.

The high-intensity long journey made other cultivators in the tribe very tired.

When I happened to pass by this place, I discovered that there is a kingdom of mortals below.

When it comes to cultivation, a hundred mortals cannot compare to one cultivator.

But when it comes to enjoyment, it's different.

Mortals always like to enjoy themselves, and there are countless relaxing activities.

Therefore, the leader of the Liger tribe ordered everyone to rest here for two days and then continue to set off.

Because it was a surprise attack, the whereabouts could not be revealed.

Therefore, the ligers specially arranged some small teams to patrol everywhere.

But he didn't expect to find Lu Yuan and others.

The moment they discovered Lu Yuan, these ligers immediately sent a signal to the leaders.

Asking Lu Yuan and the others to retreat as mentioned before was just a delaying strategy. If Lu Yuan really retreated, he would have to risk his life to drag them down.

After all, the auras of Lu Yuan and others were so unfathomable that even a third-level cultivator like him couldn't tell the depth.

This is why, as soon as he discovered the whereabouts of several people, he immediately reported them.

"It seems that you are somewhat seriously ill."

Lu Yuan has never seen such an arrogant person.

It turns out that everything in the novel is true.

"Combat Master, I leave it to you."

Lu Yuan waved his hand. Such a little guy was not worthy of his own action.

"Yes, Lord Holy Son."

Behind him, the warrior nodded, and then a powerful aura suddenly erupted from his body.

"Oh my god, natural disaster realm!"

Feeling the strength of the warrior master, the expressions of dozens of ligers suddenly changed.

"Escape separately!"

The leader of the liger clan roared and fled downwards without looking back.

***

The capital of the Fanxing Empire, Moonlight City.

Imperial City Hall.

This was originally the most solemn and majestic place in the empire, but now it was peaceful with singing and dancing.

The dancers with graceful figures are dancing their bodies.

Both sides of the hall were filled with various creatures, including tiger men, werewolves, bears and pig monsters.

These creatures had smiles on their faces and looked very happy.

They held a woman in each hand, and they kneaded her under the thin clothes with their big hands.

While causing these women to tremble, they bit their lips and did not dare to make a sound of pain.

Several girls had previously screamed out because of pain and were beaten to death by these demons on the spot, even devouring them in front of them.

At the top of the hall, there was a three-meter-tall liger sitting. There was no female companion beside him.

But the wine glass in his hand was filled with blood.

"The blood of a girl is so delicious."

The liger man drank the blood in the cup and showed an expression of enjoyment.

"Hehe, Chief Xisai, although these mortal girls are a little weak in body and bone, they have fine skin and tender flesh. Is it possible that no one here can even take a fancy to you?"

Below the main hall, a werewolf with a powerful aura toasted to the liger man from afar.

"Yes, if you ask me, I was only focused on cultivation before, but I didn't expect that mortal girls taste so delicious. When I leave tomorrow, I will take some with me and eat on the way. I think it will be quite good."

A strong man from the Ursine tribe also smiled and spoke. There was some blood on the corner of his mouth when he spoke.

His appearance made many of the already nervous women in the hall start to cry in fear.

"Did I make you cry?"

A werewolf looked at the girl in his arms, laughed ferociously, and slapped her down.

Pfft.

Blood splattered everywhere.

In response to this, the man from the liger tribe above the main hall had a calm expression.

"Only you like some vulgar fans. The one I like is the empress."

"I just didn't expect that in this small mortal country, there would be a ninth-level formation mage protecting the empress."

"Otherwise, it would be a good feeling to have a mortal empress serve you."

The liger man said calmly.

"Haha, so you taste better?"

Hearing what the Liger man said, the other leaders of the tribes in the hall burst into laughter.

"No wonder you didn't take action yourself and didn't allow us to destroy the formation. Instead, you relied on your subordinates to slowly consume the power of the formation."

"It turns out that I have fallen in love with that empress, and she belongs to you."

The leaders of these races looked at the liger-footed man with the same expressions as before, with ridicule on their faces.

A ninth-level formation mage is nothing in the eyes of these natural disaster experts.

No matter how powerful the formation he deployed was, it could not stop dozens of natural disaster experts.

But the formation of this formation mage is very interesting, as long as there is a strong person who transcends the mortal realm to take action.

The formation will immediately self-destruct and annihilate everything in the formation.

Therefore, if a man from the Liger Tribe wants to get the Empress, he can only rely on his mortal subordinates to slowly wear away the power of the formation.

But in this way, the time the formation can be maintained will be greatly enhanced.

If you want to break the formation set up by a ninth-level formation master, it will take several hours even if dozens of first-level cultivators take action.

That's why the scene just happened. Everyone in the hall had female companions, except for the Liger men.

It turned out that his intention was all about the empress.

"Report!"

Just as the atmosphere in the hall became more and more lively, suddenly, two creatures of the liger tribe rushed in.

"What's up?"

Xisai, the leader of the liger tribe, said displeased.

"Report to the leader, the fifth patrol team found a shuttle in the west of the capital. When they were about to intercept it, all twenty-four people in the team died. The opponent was suspected to be a strong man from the natural disaster realm."

"Natural disaster realm? How could a natural disaster expert appear here?"

Cisse frowned.

"How many people are there in the other party?"

"Three people, but only one took action."

"Okay, I understand, please step back."

Cisse waved his hand, and then cast his gaze to a corner of the hall.

There is a small Bagua formation there. In this formation, two figures are sitting cross-legged.

Outside the formation, dozens of cultivators from the ligers and werewolves were attacking the formation.

"It seems that your reinforcements have arrived."
Chapter completed!