"Wuwuwu!"
When the host saw who it was, his eyes were filled with joy. He struggled, and his body, which was bound by Luo Qian's spider silk, twisted like a bug.
"I asked you to help me manage the arena, and this is how you manage it? Trash!"
It was the Beast God with a tiger head and a human body. He snorted coldly, and a large number of beast shadows appeared beside the host.
"Wuuuuu!"
The host was terrified, but it was useless. Even though the spider silk left behind by Luo Qian suddenly exploded with power and blocked a portion of the damage, it was still torn apart by the countless beast shadows on the spot.
It was laughable that the first person to die in the Beast Deity Arena today was actually one of their own.
Even if he was working for a god, he would not end well.
The Beast Deity lowered his head to take a look. Ji Ruo and the others were also looking up at him.
