Chapter 137: Killing Beasts

This team was dressed as Immortal Sect members, the women in fairy clothes, the men handsome.

They were only at the Green-tier and below, and were only addressed as fairies and immortals, but the excitement of seeing the small space of the Beast Realm from afar had no immortal bearing at all; there was only greed.

This team was young disciples, and someone said from afar: "It seems to be a new small space of the Beast Realm."

"If it really is a new small space of the Beast Realm, we are really lucky."

"My fortune value is high..."

Hearing this, Qin Bi knew there was no need to be polite. Qin Yan and the first branch's concubine-born son were also facing a great enemy, and the first branch's concubine-born son even wanted to go and call Qin Tan and the others to meet the enemy.

"I'll try first." Qin Bi waved her fighting spirit, turned her head, and called to this concubine-born cousin: "If it doesn't work, you go call Third Uncle."

The first branch's concubine-born son stopped and turned back. In this gap, Luo Bi had already mobilized fighting spirit from the surroundings and waved her hand. This team had twenty people, and before they could run close, they were split to death by the power of the fighting spirit.

The Immortal Sect disciples fell all over the ground. Qin Yan's pupils shrank. With this killing intent, if he hadn't stopped her before, Qin He would only have died.

The first branch's concubine-born son was stunned, unable to believe it for a while.

Qin Bi was very satisfied and laughed: "Didn't give them a chance to yap."

Qin Yan: "..."

The first branch's concubine-born son: "..."

The first branch's concubine-born son swallowed his saliva, looked at Qin Bi again, and felt a mix of flavors in his heart. This concubine-born cousin was still a transparent figure before, but he didn't expect her to become so powerful. This fighting spirit, he didn't even dare to get close.

"Collect the artifacts and storage bags." Qin Bi reminded the two.

Qin Yan came back to his senses, called his concubine-born younger brother to search for the artifacts and storage bags on the Immortal Sect disciples. They were all combat artifacts; there were very few artifacts that could summon rain or promote plant growth.

The storage bags didn't have much space, but fortunately, there were many of them, one storage bag per person.

The people collecting things didn't hear any movement, let alone the teams outside the new small space of the Beast Realm. This side killed cleanly and neatly, just as Qin Bi said, no one had a chance to yap with her.

Except for Qin He, whom Qin Bi didn't kill.

Being from the Qin Yan Marquis Manor had this disadvantage. If they weren't related, Qin Bi wouldn't even blink when killing Qin He. However, the Qin Yan Marquis Manor was her maternal home, and the family didn't allow clan members to kill each other.

Next, two more groups of people came, some from Rong Di, and some from Great Chu.

Qin Bi wasn't polite and killed them all, making the Qin Yan Marquis Manor's Shizi and the first branch's concubine-born son look stupid. At first, they were shocked, but later they only cared about excitedly collecting artifacts and storage bags.

Qin Bi's fighting spirit was very powerful. She felt it wasn't just fighting spirit, but also a powerful force from the Immortal Realm gathered together, but it wasn't entirely the power of the Immortal Realm. In short, no one could stop her from killing in all directions.

Back then, back then if she had this power, how could she have been forced to divorce upon marriage?

Qin Bi's chest burned with anger, which she suppressed. Here, Qin Yan and the first branch's concubine-born son were cleaning up the aftermath. Qin Bi returned to the new small space of the Beast Realm, called the little milk bun and Rong Yan, and went to catch spirit-planted chickens again.

That kind of bamboo black chicken, a type of spirit-planted chicken, this chicken eats black bamboo, and the meat is delicious.

This new small space of the Beast Realm had about the same area and produce as the previous one, only with a small bamboo forest. Qin Bi had reason to suspect that the Heavenly Dao thought Qin He could snatch it, so it prepared it for Qin He.

Therefore, she dug it up and transplanted it back, not even leaving the soil.

Qin Bi had always been ruthless, and she wouldn't give it to Qin He even if she cut it down.

Seeing a beast, it was a bird with a big mouth that could fly and belonged to a bird of prey, so Qin Bi didn't hammer it, but waved her fighting spirit and split it down. One by one, the fighting spirit split the beast's wings.

First split the wing tips, and after injuring them, split them bit by bit to the middle of the wings. Qin Bi didn't believe that a beast without wings would have much lethality, and those claws, Qin Bi also used fighting spirit.

Every time Qin Bi split, the busy crowd shivered.

The Marquis Manor's descendants had mixed feelings. What they were thinking didn't matter; they were all busy digging bamboo trees, digging soil, and seizing the opportunity to drink more water. The water in this small space of the Beast Realm was clear and delicious.

This time coming to the small space of the Beast Realm was unlike the past. In the past, every time they were so thirsty their throats smoked and their lips chapped. This time there was water, so they didn't have to be thirsty.

Qin Tan watched his cousin kill, almost excited to death, and ran over: "Qin Bi, don't just kill one beast. You kill it half to death, and leave the rest to Qin Tang and the others."

"Right, right," Qin Lang said: "Let me practice."

Qin Bi thought it was fine, and Rong Yang also needed to train. Next, she split and split, splitting the winged beasts until their wings were broken and legs were broken, and threw them to Qin Tang and the others, ignoring them.

This kept Qin Tang and the others and the little milk bun busy. Qin Bi thought they were using spiritual swords to wave spiritual power.

As a result, her jaw dropped.

One by one, they hurriedly opened their storage bags. Qin Bi was suspicious. A moment later, the little milk bun and Qin Xun took out summoning artifacts first. Qin Xun held a large tea bowl, on which vines were drawn, and the little milk bun held a small tea bowl.

Qin Bi: "..."

This style, it wasn't as good as her killing the beast herself. Were they trying to anger her?!

Qin Xun summoned a killing vine, and the little milk bun summoned, splashing a ladle of water into the air, not splashing a drop on the beast, but splashing it all on his uncles' heads.

Qin Tang wiped his face: "Rong Yang, where did your summoning artifact come from?"

Mother condensed it, Rong Yang said: "My home's."

"Try again." Qin Xun said.

The little milk bun tried again, a bowl of sand and soil was scattered, not splashing anywhere else, but all benefiting his uncles. Qin Lang choked, cough cough cough, ptooey, ate a mouthful of sand and soil. This little nephew couldn't be kept.

Qin Bi walked over and reached out to the little milk bun: "Give it to me, I'll try."

"Mine." The little milk bun hugged the small tea bowl in his arms.

"You can't do it." Qin Bi continued to ask.

"I can." The little milk bun said.

"I'll try and give it back to you." Qin Bi coaxed the child: "Don't want your small tea bowl."

Eh? The child tilted his head: "Small tea bowl?"

Qin Bi poked the small tea bowl the little milk bun was holding. No pattern was drawn, white porcelain, a very small tea bowl. Qin Bi said: "This summoning artifact of yours, isn't it just a small tea bowl for drinking water?"

The little milk bun corrected seriously: "This is a summoning artifact."

Call it whatever, Qin Bi said: "I'll try it and give it to you."

The little milk bun gave it to Qin Bi like a treasure. Qin Bi walked not far from the beast and summoned with the small tea bowl. Instantly, a gentle breeze and drizzle. Qin Lang's eyes lit up, thinking it was going to rain.

As a result, Qin Bi also summoned a ladle of water, but didn't splash anyone, directly splashing it on the beast.

The winged beast was stained with water.

"Gaga..."

The beast was startled, then chirped happily.

Everyone looked at the ground suspiciously, and the split wounds had healed.

This wouldn't do. Qin Bi hurriedly returned the small tea bowl to the little milk bun. Rong Yang immediately hugged it, fearing it would be asked for again. Qin Bi waved her fighting spirit and split toward the beast one by one.