Long Zhanye's eyes had completely turned gray at this time.
The pure whiteness of killing without any impurities is like death itself.
The Killing Intent in his body had been released at an unknown time, but at this moment, the Killing Intent was still rising crazily.
Countless white stripes appeared on his face.
Like cracks, scars, and ghost faces, they were densely covered all over his face.
At this moment, his appearance was comparable to that of a demon in hell, extremely ghastly and terrifying.
There was no emotion or reason in those gray-white eyes.
There is only pure, primitive, and unstoppable killing intent.
Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff's eyes were wide open at this time, with a look of disbelief on its face. There was even a hint of panic in its eyes.
It is the king of beasts, the overlord, the being with Ultimate Strength, and the terrifying Soul Beast that can rival Super Douluo.
It has never felt such pure murderous intent, such cold breath of death in a human being.
That's not the look in Spirit Master's eyes, that's the look in the eyes of an evil ghost crawling out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
It was like the eyes of a dead soul who had been lost in the slaughter for thousands of years.
Just when Long Zhanye's giant ax was about to wipe it out, Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff actually spoke.
"Don't kill me... don't kill me... spare my life!!"
The voice was low and hoarse, trembling, fearful, and pleading.
In the face of the threat of death, it sends out the most instinctive cry for survival.
But at this time.
Long Zhanye's brain was filled with murderous intent, and he could not hear Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff's begging for mercy.
There was only the sound of his own blood rushing in his ears, and there were only thoughts of killing in his mind.
And the stunned Ye Guyi.
She was stunned when she heard Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff speak.
Soul Beast can talk, that is the ability that only Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast has!
She never thought that this little beast that looked like a poodle could actually speak human words!
But when she saw Long Zhanye's face that was completely swallowed up by murderous intent.
When I saw the giant ax he held high and the fatal blow that was about to fall.
She instantly released her Martial Soul!
White wings spread out behind her, and holy golden-white light spurted out from her body.
The light is warm and pure, like the first ray of sunshine in the morning.
At this time, Long Zhanye's sharp ax was already swinging towards Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff.
Just when Qian Jun fired, Ye Guyi showed his third Soul Ring.
She shouted loudly:
"Third Soul Skill, Sacred Praise!"
A powerful divine light burst out from her body.
Like a golden torrent, it shines directly on Long Zhanye!
Then, countless sacred little Angels appeared around Long Zhanye.
Those little Angel are all golden and white, with small wings on their backs.
With an innocent smile on his face, he made bursts of laughter and joyful sounds, like the most beautiful birdsong in spring.
They were Entanglement around him like butterflies, flying up and down, left and right.
At this moment.
Killing Intent in Long Zhanye is gradually being suppressed by this sacred light.
The gray-white killing intent began to fade and dissipate, and the dark-white stripes faded from his face one by one.
The cold, pure, and unstoppable killing intent gradually weakened and recovered under the light of Sacred Praise.
His breathing became steady, his heartbeat became regular, and his eyes became clear.
When the gray and white stripes on his face gradually disappeared and his eyes turned clear, the giant ax transformed into his right arm also disappeared.
The two-meter-long giant ax turned into dots of light and reintegrated into his body, and his arms returned to their normal appearance.
At this moment, he looked at his body with an innocent face.
Then he looked at his empty hands. His expression was as if he had just woken up from sleep, very confused and confused.
He didn't remember what happened just now, he only remembered that he swung an axe, and then he didn't remember anything else.
His right arm was still a little sore, his head was still a little dizzy, and his brain was blank.
And he turned to look at Ye Guyi, his expression full of confusion.
Ye Guyi did not look at Long Zhanye, but instead looked at Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff.
Her beautiful eyes were full of shock, her lips trembled slightly,
Her voice changed slightly. "You... you can actually speak?"
Long Zhanye is confused at this time. Can Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff speak?
When did this happen?
How come he doesn't know?
I saw Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff slowly stand up, its right leg still shaking.
The golden hair was covered with mud and fallen leaves, and there was still unwiped gastric juice hanging from the corner of its mouth, making it look extremely miserable.
If the blow just now had really hit, it would have probably died at the hands of Long Zhanye.
It spoke slowly, its voice low and hoarse, with a trace of undisguised irritation:
"Yes, I can speak."
Long Zhanye was stunned for a moment and then came to his senses.
His eyes became sharp and he clenched Demon-Breaking Sword in his hand again.
He said coldly:
"You, give me a reason not to kill you."
Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff looked at Ye Guyi, then at Long Zhanye, with a trace of confusion flashing in its eyes.
As a beast king-level Soul Beast, it has the strength to rival Super Douluo, but it almost fell into the hands of a Soul Emperor.
It felt very regretful in its heart. It was really bad luck.
Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff At this time, his stomach was still turning over, and the feeling of nausea came up one after another.
Its limbs are still weak, its vision is still blurred, and its true strength can hardly be displayed.
It has never been so embarrassed, never been so humiliated, and lowered its head in front of a human being.
At this time.
It could only lower its head to admit its mistake, its golden head drooped slightly, and its ears drooped.
With his tail between his legs, he looks so pitiful.
Its voice sounded a little aggrieved:
"I didn't mean to hurt you, but you have food that I like."
"I just hunted some food instinctively, without any malicious intentions."
Long Zhanye shook his head, with a sneer on his lips, and a hint of murderous intent:
"You almost killed us, and you said you meant no harm? Believe it or not, I'm going to kill you now?!
"I think it is most suitable to treat you as my Soul Ring."
His voice was cold, and the Demon-Breaking Sword in his hand was slightly raised.
When Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff heard this, he was instantly shocked and took several steps back.
Its eyes were widened, its pupils shrank sharply, its golden hair stood on end, and its whole body was trembling slightly.
It said quickly, with obvious fear and urgency in its voice:
"Don't kill me! I don't want to die yet!"
It looked at Long Zhanye with lingering anger, murderous intent still surging in its eyes, and the sword in its hand might swing at it at any time.
Its brain was working rapidly, desperately thinking of ways to save its life.
Suddenly, it remembered the green Soul Beast from before.
Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff said quickly, with a bit of flattery and a bit of pleading in his voice:
"I can be like it, become your mount and your beast slave like it!"
"As long as you keep me alive, I will be at your disposal from now on."
"It?"
Long Zhanye hesitated for a second, and his brain spun around rapidly.
Finally, I realized that Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff was referring to Tang San.
It thinks that Tang San is its own mount and its slave, and it thinks that as long as it surrenders to him like Tang San, it can save its life.