"Huh?"
"There's actually a disturbance. Has everyone let their guard down?"
"What a perfect chance!"
Grandma Zhu, who had been sneaking through the shadows, found her opening. With Hell Spirit Cat as her martial soul, she slipped straight in close.
Whoosh!
A Dark Claw stabbed silently toward the back of Wu Zhangkong's head.
Hell Stab!
As long as she assassinated the person with the highest cultivation, wouldn't the rest of these little brats be easy pickings?
But just as victory seemed assured, Grandma Zhu suddenly realized something was wrong. It seemed... a little cold?
"Ah..."
Wu Zhangkong sighed, turned back, and looked at her with pity in his eyes.
The icy power of the Frost Sky Sword slowed the Hell Spirit Cat.
The next instant, "Woof!!!"
A bark like a thunderclap rang out, and the Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff lunged straight forward.
Like a runaway truck, it shot ahead like lightning and smashed the ambushing Hell Spirit Cat to pieces.
Instant kill!
"Ah, what did you think was where we got this soul bone?"
Wu Zhangkong looked at the Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff, terrifying as a demon god and already in guard mode, and even felt a little sympathy for the person just now.
You dared launch a sneak attack at a time like this?
You really were brave.
"What?!!!"
In the distance, Wu Sidu's pupils abruptly widened, her eyes full of disbelief.
As an observer, she had seen the whole thing clearly.
The instant Grandma Zhu ambushed Wu Zhangkong, time seemed to slow down.
Then, among the crowd, that unremarkable little earth-yellow dog suddenly transformed into a huge demon god, lunged with a bite, and instantly killed Grandma Zhu.
"What's going on with that dog?"
Wu Sidu was both shocked and afraid.
Because the Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff had already begun sniffing