Supreme Dragon System

Seven men from the Bird Race appeared around Zhan Tianming and Spirit Women.    

Spirit Women tightly grabbed onto the clothes on Zhan Tianming's back. Her breathing was a little heavy and her breathing was also a little chaotic. Clearly, she had suffered some injuries.    

"Human, this is the territory of my Bird Race. I advise you to mind your own business." One of the men from the Bird Race said in a deep voice.    

"Humph, why are you being so polite to a human? In my opinion, we should just kill that human and capture that girl from the Spirit Race." Another man from the Bird Race said.    

"That's right. Why waste your breath on a human?"    

"I agree with what Dier and the others said. Since this human dared to step into the territory of our Bird Race, he deserves to be killed."    

"Since that's the case, let's do it."    

A few people of the Bird Race reached a consensus in a short period of time.    

However...    

Zhan Tianming did not put these guys in his eyes at all.    

Damn it, a Feather King Realm Feather Cultivator and six Feather Spirit Realm Feather Cultivator, how dare they act so arrogantly in front of him?    

Those seven Feather Cultivator didn't even see through Zhan Tianming's realm.    

And just as they were about to attack...    

Swoosh!    

Swoosh!    

A purple light flashed. The expression of the Feather Cultivator, who was leading the group, suddenly changed. Both of his eyes were wide open. A bloody hole had appeared on his chest. Fresh blood splashed out.    

"Humph! Just the few of you trash dare to touch my master?" The Little Purple glared angrily at the few Feather Cultivators.    

"Transformation."    

Whoosh! The originally palm-sized Little Purple appeared in a split second. The original adorable figure had turned into a ferocious and domineering figure. Two purple flames were spat out from its nostrils. It was like two purple pillars of fire.    

The scorching hot air pressed down on the Feather Cultivator's faces, causing them to be filled with shock.    

"Fourth-Rank Demon Beast?"    

"Damn it! Why would a Fourth-Rank Demon Beast appear here? Furthermore... and it's that human pet? "    

The remaining few Feather Cultivators, as well as the King Grade Feather Cultivator that had been seriously injured and whose life was hanging by a thread, all understood what a Fourth-Rank Demon Beast represented.    

The Fourth-Rank Demon Beast was equivalent to the king level powerhouse among them.    

And the strongest member of their group of seven was their captain. He had a cultivation at the Three-star Feather King Realm, but now he was seriously injured. He could die at any time. The rest of them were definitely no match for that Fourth-Rank Demon Beast. Not to mention, there was still a Demonic Beast's master?    

"Captain, are you alright?" One of the Feather Cultivator supported the injured King Rank Feather Cultivator.    

"I'm... I'm fine... Wah..."    

Just as he said that he was fine, the King Grade Feather Cultivator spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. The aura of his life force became weaker.    

Zhan Tianming only took a glance at it.    

Tsk, and he still said he was fine? He had already lost some blood. He could fall to his death with just a casual fall.    

Hold on, just keep holding on.    

But, you can't hold on for long, right?    

A thought flashed through his mind. Zhan Tianming said to the Little Purple that had turned into a Leviathan, "Bajie, to deal with such a small character, you actually didn't manage to kill him in a single strike. Truly a failure."    

"Uh... Master, it's all my fault." The Little Purple snorted.    

"Alright, I'll give you a chance to make up for your mistakes. These guys are an eyesore. Take care of them all." Zhan Tianming said casually.    

"Yes."    

The Little Purple nodded. Then, it stared at the Feather Cultivator.    

"Hmph! How dare a few trash provoke my master? They simply don't know how the word 'death' is written. Today, I'll teach you all."    

"Thunderclap Ninth Heaven!"    

Crackle...    

Crackle...    

With a loud bang, a large amount of purple lightning fell from the sky.    

"AHHHHHHH..."    

The seven Feather Cultivators were completely destroyed.    

"Dingdong!"    

"Congratulations to host Zhan Tianming for killing a King Grade Feather Cultivator. You have obtained 150 experience points and 5 Enrage Points."    

"Ding Dong!"    

" Congratulations to host Zhan Tianming for completing the first kill of Bird Race. You have obtained 1 Supreme Dragon God Martial Skill Point. Congratulations to host Zhan Tianming for completing the first kill of Bird Race. You have obtained 1 Supreme Dragon God Martial Skill Point. "    

"Ding Dong..."    

"Ding Dong..."    

The experience points was very low, but it was because of the Bird Race's First Clear that he obtained a bit of the Supreme Dragon God's Martial Skill Point.    

This was not out of Zhan Tianming's expectation.    

Currently, he had completed the first kill of the Demonic Beast, Human Clan, Beast Clan, Ghosts and Devil Clan. The only things left were the Bird Race, Spirit Race, and Star Race.    

However...    

Zhan Tianming was a little puzzled.    

Damn it, if I remember correctly, when I was in Dead Desert, because of that Mottled Mystical Crystal, he was being hunted down by the people of all clans. At that time, it seemed like I had already killed the people of the Star Race and Bird Race. However, he didn't obtain the confirmation of the first kill. Instead, he had completed the first kill.    

F * ck!    

Could it be that the system made a mistake?    

If even the Divine Dragon's Supreme System made such a mistake, would there be a possibility that the plane would die in the future?    

If the Divine Dragon's Supreme System died, could he still use these skills that he had obtained?    

Zhan Tianming suddenly thought of this serious question. He couldn't help but raise his hand and rub his chin.    

This, he needed to think about it carefully.    

Next to him, from the start, those few Feather Cultivators simply didn't know what the Little Purple was humming about. But the Little Purple had a satisfied expression and continued to hum, "Little thing, you can't even beat me, and you still want to fight Master? With your eyes that can't even differentiate between strong and weak, do you really not know how you managed to survive until now? "    

Turning around, the Little Purple looked at Zhan Tianming and continued, "Master, you're right?"    

"Ah?"    

Zhan Tianming came back to his senses and was speechless.    

Damn it, why did this Little Purple sound more and more like him?    

It was said that those who were close to the vermillion tree would become red, and those who were close to the ink would become black. It seemed like these words were indeed correct. This time, the Little Purple was getting more and more awesome.    

Hahaha...    

"En, that's right, that's right, that's right. You've done well." Zhan Tianming praised with a smile.    

Just as the Little Purple was about to be pleased with itself, Ying Er, who was swimming happily in the lake, suddenly said, "Che, Master. Bajie. You bullied a few triple-legged cats. Do you have the nerve to brag about yourself there? If I were you guys, I would find a hole and hide in it. "    

Instantly, the Little Purple showed a careless look and suffered a heavy blow.    

Zhan Tianming was also speechless as he glared at Ying Er.    

He didn't even make a move, so why was Ying Er also counting him in?    

This girl was really becoming more and more capable of hurting people.    

"Thank... Thank you." Spirit Women came back to her senses and thanked Zhan Tianming and the Little Purple.    

"It's nothing. It was nothing." Zhan Tianming said indifferently.    

"Dingdong!"    

"Congratulations to host Zhan Tianming for completing the rescue mission. Obtained 10,000 experience points, 20 Friendship Points from Spirit Race, 10,000 Dragon Qi."    

"Yay!" Zhan Tianming was delighted. This kind of easy and easy mission was really satisfying.    

At this time, Spirit Women was squeaking and showed a hesitant look.    

"That... that..."