"Ha ha ha..."
Qin Feng laughed heartily, looking up to the sky, "With this Hell Three-Headed Dog, surely a Demon Immortal will soon appear under my command. Who in the world will dare to challenge me then?"
His words were rather arrogant.
Li Miaozhen glanced at him, shrugged her shoulders without saying a word, and with a flip of her hand, she made a beautiful swing with the White Tiger Saber before sheathing it!
She was not a modest person herself, so she rather liked this bold character and couldn't be bothered to remind him that he could only dominate among the cultivators who had not yet reached the state of becoming an Immortal. If these words were heard by an Immortal, they would likely be ridiculed!
Qin Feng felt an immense joy in his heart, having not expected to capture this formidable monster, the Hell Three-Headed Dog, into the Demon Refining Pot so effortlessly!
