C1245 A World of Blood

At this moment, there were no longer any soul beasts in the sky of the Dream Spirit Clan.

Those soul beasts that were not killed by Jiang Ting, either ran away or went back to their own world.

Seeing this, Jiang Ting nodded in satisfaction. Did he finally look like a savior?

On the ground, the people of the Dream Spirit Clan were all dumbfounded. Although they knew that Jiang Ting was powerful