Little Jiu unleashed his soul skill. Three rays of light flashed over True Dragon Douluo's body, directly draining �% of his speed, soul power, and defense. True Dragon Douluo's strength was suppressed to below even that of an ordinary Titled Douluo!
At that moment, countless wind blades, lightning bolts, and flames swept in once more as the beasts launched another combined assault.
True Dragon Douluo was now too slow even to flee and could only fight head-on. He was beaten until he vomited blood and rolled across the ground again, his divine dragon body covered in horrifying wounds. Even one dragon horn had been snapped off, and one of his claws was crippled.
Little Jiu's gaze was cold and sharp. Like a king, he raised his hand and brought it down.
"Er Ming, send him on his way!"
"Ice Seal!"
To ensure there were no accidents, Little Jiu used Ice Seal again, leaving True Dragon Douluo without even a chance to perish together with the soul beasts. He was cautious to the extreme.
Then Er Ming leaped high into the air, viciously grabbed the divine dragon, and tore with all his strength, ripping it into two halves.
"Ah!~~" True Dragon Douluo screamed in agony. At the very end of his life, he raised his head and roared, "Xiaofeng, lead the clan and survive! Never avenge me!"
He was truly despairing. They had joined forces with the Clear Sky Sect to attack the Star Dou Great Forest, only to suffer devastating losses!
After fleeing for thousands of miles, they had still been intercepted. The Myriad Beast Hall's Pope was not someone they could contend with. At this moment, he only wanted his clansmen to survive and forget their hatred, because they simply were not on the same level!
Roar!~~~
The Titan