"Mere rats dare to come and kill me?" Wen Yan opened her eyes.
Even under heavy injuries, as a Golden Immortal-grade five-clawed golden dragon, the imposing aura emanating from her entire body remained matchlessly fierce.
It directly struck the leading Lintong and other Celestial Immortal-grade Qilin, causing their figures to stall. A chill directly sprouted from behind them.
Lintongfeng, you bastard, actually sending us to deal with a Golden Immortal-grade dragon, and a five-clawed golden dragon at that—why don't you just drop dead!
Feeling the threat of death, several Celestial Immortal-grade Qilin cursed fiercely in their hearts at that moment, full of anger at Lintongfeng's actions yet daring not to speak of it.
Wen Yan stretched out her hand and struck into the void, more than ten palm shadows striking in succession toward Lintong and the other Celestial Immortal-grade Qilin.
There was not the slightest change, yet under the terrifying momentum and suppression of the five-clawed golden dragon, Lintong and the other Celestial Immortal-grade Qilin felt their movements slow down as if they were snails.
Let alone in the eyes of a Golden Immortal-grade dragon, even from their own perspective, their strikes were riddled with flaws everywhere. For a time, more than ten Celestial Immortal-grade Qilin all felt themselves enveloped in the shadow of death.
Plop! Plop! Two Celestial Immortal-grade Qilin had already been struck by the palm shadows, two bloody holes bursting directly on their bodies as they screamed and flew backward.
Zi Luo and Wen He watched with a wave of sourness in their hearts. Lintongfeng was also a Golden Immortal-grade powerhouse, yet for the sake of his own safety, he pushed the juniors of the clan out to die without the slightest hesitation.
Yet Wen Yan, even injured to this extent, did not have the slightest intention