"Sir isn't an ordinary member of the Dragon Clan!" From afar, Qingming heard the words of several old Profound Immortal monsters and secretly curled her lip. Qingming had transformed from a python into a dragon, absorbing Lu Xiaotian's true-dragon aura in the process. By comparison, she could better appreciate its benefits. It far surpassed the dragon-transformation art passed down through her own clan.
"You can't compare Mister to an ordinary member of the dragon race!" Qing Ming listened to the words of the several old Mystic Immortals from afar and secretly curled her lip. Qing Ming had transformed from a python into a dragon, and during the process, she had absorbed Lu Xiaotian's true dragon intent. By comparison, she could better appreciate its benefits. It was far beyond what the dragon transformation art passed down through her Lineage could match.
"You all come too." After making several passes through the ranks of the Howling Moon Wolf Cavalry, Lu Xiaotian beckoned to Xudun, Daoist Yingqing, and the others.
"You all come too." After darting back and forth through the ranks of the Moon-Howling Wolf Cavalry a few times, Lu Xiaotian beckoned to Xudun, Yingqing Daoist Immortal, and the others.
A flush of green spread across Xuanjing and Dushan's faces. Even the Dragon Clan couldn't look down on the Wolf Cavalry. As members of its ranks, they had their own pride. The Wolf Cavalry had assembled in such numbers that it could rout an immortal army more than ten times its size, yet it couldn't do a thing to Lu Xiaotian.
Xuanjing and Dushan's faces darkened. Even the dragon race couldn't look down on the wolf cavalry. As members of its ranks, they had their own pride. With such a vast number of wolf riders gathered, they could easily break through an