Chương 992: Seriously Injuring the Old Daoist

Let's have this hawk-faced ferocious beast's mystic beast core benefit her pitiful little white squirrel!

Suddenly, Qiao Mu's gaze shifted as a dim light flitted past.

An attractive mystic energy coming from her hand instantly drew the hawk-faced mystic beast out of the defensive thunder barrier and to her feet.

"Roar!" The hawk-faced ferocious beast howled angrily, trying to lift its wings and slapping them over.

The little monk who had been silently forming Buddhist hand seals the entire time deftly flung out his small palm in an awe-inspiring manner, smacking a gold "卍" character straight onto the bellicose hawk-faced beast's forehead.

With a huge bang, the pitiful hawk-faced beast was basically pressed down to the ground by this "卍" character seal.

Qingluan also quickly ascended, giving the hawk-faced beast two more sword slashes without room for objection.