After all, the difference in cultivation between the two beasts was too great. The moment it hit the beast King's body, the scab on the silver Wolf's most serious wound, which had not yet fully formed, split open with a 'pa' sound. Fresh blood spurted out, but the wolf King seemed to feel no pain.
Before it could land, it turned its head and bared its fangs, which glinted coldly, and bit at the beast King's throat.
This Wolf was quite ambitious. Even now, after knowing the beast King's ferocity, it still didn't give up on its previous plan and seemed to be trying to devour the beast King.
Song qingxiao saw this scene from the corner of her eyes and could not help but laugh bitterly in her heart.
Fortunately, the silver Wolf was holding the beast King back. It should be able to buy her some time.
The one in real danger was shikugo.
Compared to the cruel and cunning beast King, song Qing was more concerned about him.
