Xu Yi finally got a clear look at the demonic beasts. Each had a long, thick body like a giant shark, covered in gleaming golden scales. Its enormous head was twice as thick as its body, its golden fur dense. Beneath its gaping maw sprouted a purple beard, and its bowl-sized eyes were red as blood.
Its four hooves were as thick as pillars. The front pair resembled human hands, while the rear pair looked like clusters of splayed steel needles. Its claws and fangs gleamed with a bone-chilling cold.
A pair of stubby wings seemed to summon wind and clouds. Without any visible flapping, they carried its massive body swiftly through the air, chasing clouds and pursuing the moon.
"Purple-Bearded Golden-Scaled Flying Fish Lions!"
Elder Wu shouted furiously. "Careful! These beasts hit with tremendous force, and their defenses are astonishing..."
Before he could finish, massive shadows came pouncing from all sides. Gales howled in their wake; despite bodies as huge as elephants, they were astonishingly agile.
A single pounce scattered the group. Xu Yi's side, however, had formed a formation early, its spirit walls sturdy. Three Purple-Bearded Golden-Scaled Flying Fish Lions charged them one after another, each crashing into the defenses with a furious roar before turning toward the Ming family instead.
There were twelve Purple-Bearded Golden-Scaled Flying Fish Lions in all, each savage and bloodthirsty. Their frenzied attacks immediately forced the Ming family members to fight with everything they had.
Yet the Flying Fish Lions were every bit as tough as Elder Wu had said. The Ming family's magical attacks only made them roar in fury; they couldn't even draw blood. Instead, the attacks stirred the beasts' ferocity, and they kept lunging and snapping without pause.
Before long, Ming Erde quietly took back his earlier verdict that these