A wolf's howl jolted everyone out of their shock.
Ghost Leopard Douluo let out a strange cackling sound from his throat, then looked gratefully at Ghost Douluo. If he had not surrendered just now, he might have ended up like that cliff wall.
"Today, I finally understand what true violence is!" Liu Erlong's eyes lit up. Before such overwhelming might, her usual pride in her own strength seemed utterly insignificant!
"I only used one support skill just now! This is way too terrifying!" Ning Rongrong found it all unreal. It was hard to imagine that this level of destruction had been caused by someone she had supported!
What she did not know was that her single skill had directly increased Little Jiu's strength by nearly nine hundred thousand jin!
Ning Fengzhi's heart burned with excitement. This was exactly the kind of Assault Type soul master the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect most wished to support. One skill had directly helped him cross the boundary between man and god!
Ma Hong Jun and the others' heads were buzzing. They wanted to ask, Am I still dreaming?
At that moment, a flattering voice woke everyone from their daze, and their expressions immediately turned strange.
Ghost Douluo dropped to one knee and bowed deeply to Little Jiu. "His Majesty the Pope's divine might is unparalleled. We pay our respects!"
Those who did not know Ghost Douluo nearly thought he was from Myriad Beast Hall!
Could you possibly be any more cowardly?
Porcupine Douluo, Holy Dragon Douluo, Ghost Leopard Douluo, and Snake Lance Douluo all twitched at the corners of their mouths. They truly did not want to admit that they knew Ghost Douluo, but they too had been awed into submission by Little Jiu's divine might.
This was still without using his second