Yu Xiaogang, Liu Erlong, and Flender immediately felt a terrifying crushing force.
Under the terrifying power of the Heaven-Supporting Dharma Avatar, the Golden Holy Dragon simply could not withstand it.
"What's going on? Why does the phantom Li Han condensed possess such terrifying power?"
Flender cried out.
"Impossible! This is impossible! What kind of soul skill is this?
Could it be a Soul Bone skill?"
Yu Xiaogang could not make sense of it no matter how hard he thought.
This completely defied his understanding.
"We need to find a way to break free quickly. The Golden Holy Dragon can't hold on much longer."
Liu Erlong growled.
But it was already too late.
The Heaven-Supporting Dharma Avatar grabbed the dragon's head with one hand and its tail with the other, then pulled hard.
In the next instant, the Golden Holy Dragon was stretched straight like a strand of noodles.
Under that terrifying force, the Golden Holy Dragon could no longer maintain its original form and exploded outright!
Boom!
As the Martial Soul shattered, Yu Xiaogang, Liu Erlong, and Flender all spat out blood at the same time and fell from the Golden Holy Dragon's mangled remains to the ground.
"How is this possible?! He actually tore the Golden Holy Dragon apart!"
Yu Xiaogang felt as though he had seen a ghost.
Even a Titled Douluo probably could not accomplish something like this, could they?
But he had no time to care about that now. Since Li Han had forcibly torn apart their Martial Soul Fusion Skill, all three of them had suffered severe injuries.
Yu Xiaogang in particular.
He had been the weakest of the three to begin with, and the Golden Holy Dragon had been condensed with Luo Sanpao as its vessel. One could only imagine how grave Yu Xiaogang's