Even in the face of more than eighty tigers, the golden dragon still exudes majesty, with contempt in his eyes!
Seeing the golden dragon condensed behind Chen Ping, Gu Ya’s expression suddenly changed!
He never thought that a junior of the Golden Dragon clan, a mere monk in the Fusion realm, could burst out the soul of the Golden Dragon?
This is simply impossible. Only the purest and noble bloodline of the Golden Dragon clan can burst out the soul of the Golden Dragon!
And how could Chen Ping, a young monk from the world of heaven and humans, be the noblest bloodline among the golden dragons?
Impossible, absolutely impossible…
But the golden dragon was flying above Chen Ping’s head. This was actually in front of his eyes. Gu Ya couldn’t even admit it even if he wanted to!
Everyone else looked at the golden dragon flying above Chen Ping’s head, and they were all stunned!
Chen Ping, a monk in the Fusion Realm, gave them too much shock!
Facing the golden dragon, even the eighty-one tigers began to tremble!
This is the suppression of bloodline. These ancient beasts know better what kind of existence the golden dragon lineage is!
The golden dragon is the leader of the dragon clan, and these tiger beasts are just the kings of beasts!
In contrast, judge the difference between high and low!
Looking at the eighty-one trembling tigers, Gu Ya began to retreat in his heart!
He never expected that Chen Ping would summon the soul of the golden dragon. This was outrageous!
Seeing Gu Ya’s ugly expression and those trembling tigers, Chen Ping didn’t stop!
I saw Chen Ping swipe the dragon-slaying sword in his hand!
The golden dragon roared and charged directly towards the eighty-one tigers!
The golden dragon rushed into a herd of tigers, just like a wolf rushing into a herd of sheep. It killed one with one bite and killed another with its claws!
Those tigers were in a mess and fled everywhere, but there was no way to escape from the island!
For a time, those tigers were killed by the golden dragon one by one, and the sky-raising spears fell from the mid-air, turning into a pile of broken bones!
In just a moment, not one of the eighty-one tigers was left!
The Sky-Lifting Spear, which had been refined for thousands of years at Bone Cliff, was all in vain!
Bone Cliff without the Sky Spear is like a tiger without teeth!