Lei Xiang looked at the Holy Lord, his tone carrying a trace of disdain. He was known as the Mad God, and the word "mad" summed up his personality perfectly.
In his eyes, there was nothing that could make him afraid.
"Another dragon. Still, you seem a little different from the others. But forget it. You're just a dragon. It's not like I haven't seen one before.
"Hey! Remember this: the one who defeats you today is me, the Mad God, Lei Xiang!"
"Heh. I've seen countless arrogant fools, but there really aren't many like you. Defeat me? Still haven't woken up from your daydream?
"Show me what you've got. Give me a little amusement. Don't make this too boring."
The careless attitude the Holy Lord showed right then infuriated Lei Xiang. What he hated most was someone even more arrogant than him.
"You're asking to die!"
The aura of the Mad God, Lei Xiang, erupted in an instant, and even the clouds around him changed in strange ways.
When the group supporting Tang San saw the terrifying pressure the Mad God Lei Xiang displayed, their eyes lit up one by one, and they shouted encouragement for him.
Perhaps the Mad God Lei Xiang thought they were far too noisy. He shot them a single look, and they were instantly frightened into silence.
"A swarm of noisy ants! Ah..."
With a great roar from the Mad God Lei Xiang, twelve silver-white divine wings slowly unfurled behind him.
At the same time, a suit of silver-red divine armor covered his entire body, flowing with a heavy halo of Divine Power.
Finally, Lei Xiang brought out the God-Slaying Sword. With the dark God-Slaying Sword in hand, the Mad God Battle Qi surging around him stirred the surrounding air like a storm.
Over