Turner was still worried, but the battle in front of him was gradually drawing to a close.
The spiritual beast babies who originally flew in the sky and ran on the ground, biting and bumping into each other, throwing stones, spitting, splashing water and igniting fires, one by one fell down. Some lying on the ground did not forget to wink at their masters, while others tearfully pitifully towards their masters.
Especially those that had their fur burnt to a crisp, they wore an expression of grievance on their faces.
By the time the last dragon sparrow from the [Xuanyuan] faction also fell to the ground, the tavern conquest war had finally decided the victory ——
It surprisingly turned out to be the [Shennong] faction, which was second in number, and won the final victory.
The moment the result appeared, all the spiritual beasts that had fallen to the ground all stood up in an instant, rushing to their masters for comfort.
