The little milk dog stood calmly on Little one's shoulders, facing the Flame Leopard lunging at them with a majestic and serious expression, letting out a dog bark that shook the heavens and earth: "Woof woof woof—woof woof woof—woof woof woof—"
With its tense, solemn little face and its tiny paw pointing angrily at the fierce leopard, it assumed as a matter of course that the creature lunging over was not a holy beast, but a rebellious servant committing insubordination.
Little one saw the little milk dog's deadpan, serious look and immediately burst into laughter, bending back and forth.
Ma Shaowang's mouth curled into an arrogant, aloof sneer.
Mocking it as a fool!
Mayflies shaking a giant tree, overestimating their own strength, woof woof woof... What woofing! A dead dog was a dead dog after all.
Whether it was truly overestimating its strength would soon become clear.
Just when the Flame Leopard was barely a meter away from Little one, its huge body suddenly twisted mid-air right then and there, its face filled with terror as if it had seen something extremely terrifying, sweat dripping drop by drop...
However, how easy was it to twist such a massive body while airborne?
Thus, with a loud bang, the oversized Flame Leopard tumbled directly onto the ground, slamming down with heavy thuds that left it completely disoriented.
The Flame Leopard felt extreme terror within its heart; this time it had been screwed over by its master, screwed over to the point of losing its life. The aura emitted by the little milk dog across from it was the aura of a divine beast, while it was merely a humble holy beast.
The harmless little milk dog was actually a divine beast, and it was trembling with fear.
This action instantly stunned everyone