At the height at which Qingluan was flying, Tiger Flood Dragon looked down to see that the view below was a blur.
Three hundred and fifty thousand fighting beasts, when flying away from Tianjing City, were very dense.
The moment they left the city, many areas had already plunged into battle.
Qingluan immediately climbed higher to avoid the chaotic fighting.
But there were still many fighting beasts in the sky.
However, no one dared to provoke the combination of three Fifth Grade beasts easily, especially since there was a cat standing on Qingluan's back.
No matter how one looked at it, it was strange, and since it was strange, prudence dictated that no one took the initiative to provoke them.
If they encountered a flag, however, that would be another matter.
