Ye Xinglan gritted his teeth, took a step forward, and reached out to pull Zhong Shenxiu's sleeve.
"Are you crazy? There is not one Diamond Baboon, but more than a dozen! Do you know what it means to have more than a dozen Diamond Baboon rushing at you at the same time? Even the four-ring Soul Master can't hold it!"
Zhong Shenxiu glanced sideways at the sleeve she was holding.
The light golden vertical pupils lowered slightly, and their gaze fell on those slender fingers.
Ye Xinglan's fingers are beautiful, fair and slender, but at this moment, the knuckles are turning white due to exertion.
"Let go."
Zhong Shenxiu's voice was very soft, as if he was talking to himself.
But Ye Xinglan heard it clearly.
She didn't let go.
"If you don't leave, I won't leave either."
Ye Xinglan bit his lip, his blue eyes full of stubbornness, "You saved me, I can't leave you here alone."
Zhong Shenxiu was silent for two seconds.
Then he moved.
With a slight shake of his arm, a soft but irresistible force came from his sleeve, shaking Ye Xinglan's fingers away.
The force was controlled just right, not causing her any pain, and just letting her fingers loosen naturally.
Ye Xinglan wanted to say something else, but before the words came out, he felt the ground shake.
It's not an illusion.
The soil beneath my feet was trembling slightly, the leaves on the tree crown above my head were falling, and even the air began to feel heavy.
Then she heard a sound.
Not a roar, but a roar.
Roars came one after another from the depths of the forest, like muffled thunder rolling underground, getting closer and louder. There was anger in the voice, murderous intent, and madness that wanted to tear everything apart.
Ye Xinglan's face turned completely white.
Zhong Shenxiu turned around and faced the depths of the forest.
His back was straight, and his broad shoulders outlined a cold outline in the dim light. His right hand grasped the handle of Light-Imperial Ninja Blade at his waist, and his left hand was raised, and golden light began to condense in his palm.
Then he started to glow.
It was not the light of Soul Ring, but the golden halo coming from his bones. The halo was getting thicker and thicker, as if something was awakening in his body. A low dragon's roar sounded from deep inside his body. The sound was not loud, but it was like a hammer hitting the heart of a person, dull and powerful.
Ye Xinglan's eyes widened.
She saw that Zhong Shenxiu's body was slightly taller, and pieces of light golden dragon scales began to appear on the skin exposed by his collar and cuffs. Those dragon scales were closely arranged and had a metallic, cold luster in the light, as if he was covered with a layer of armor.
His fingers stretched out, their fingertips became sharp, and the pale golden dragon claws scratched through the air, leaving a few tiny traces of light.
On both sides of the forehead, two short and hard golden dragon horns broke out of the skin, like the prototype of a crown.
And those eyes.
The pair of light golden vertical pupils completely changed at this moment. The golden color in the pupils seemed to be ignited and turned into two burning masses of molten gold. The pressure of an apex predator poured out from those eyes, making Ye Xinglan subconsciously take a step back.
Dragon Fighting Form.
Martial Soul Possession.
Zhong Shenxiu did not look at Ye Xinglan's reaction. His eyes were fixed on the depths of the forest, where the trees began to shake violently, as if something huge was approaching at high speed.
The first big tree was broken.
The sound of the tree trunk breaking was like a signal, and then, a hole was torn open at the edge of the forest as if by an invisible giant hand, and several white figures rushed out of the darkness.
Diamond Baboon.
Not one, not two, but a group.
The leader, Diamond Baboon, was much taller than the other companions. He was over eight meters tall. His white hair stood up like steel needles, and his muscles were knotted. Every muscle seemed to be carved out of rock. Its eyes were dark red, filled with violence and the desire to kill.
5000-Year Diamond Baboon Leader.
Behind it, a dozen Diamond Baboon fanned out, surrounding Zhong Shenxiu and Ye Xinglan in the middle. Their movements were surprisingly coordinated, without confusion or crowding, like a well-trained army.
Ye Xinglan clenched the Stargod Sword in her hand. The starlight on the sword was particularly eye-catching in the dim forest. Her palms were sweating, and her heartbeat was so fast that it seemed like it would jump out of her throat.
But she didn't run.
It wasn't because she didn't want to run, but because she knew she couldn't run away. She had seen Diamond Baboon's speed with her own eyes before. The Diamond Baboon she had led towards him ran faster than the wind, and she couldn't get rid of it at all.
If you can't run away, then fight.
Ye Xinglan takes a deep breath, First Soul Ring lights up, and the stars shine brightly on Stargod Sword.
But before she could draw her sword, a golden light flashed before her eyes.
Zhong Shenxiu swept forward with a ferocious smile!
His speed was so fast that Ye Xinglan's eyes could hardly catch it. The figure under Dragon Fighting Form pulled out a golden afterimage in the air, and the whole figure was like an arrow off the string, rushing towards the Diamond Baboon group.
Right hand Light-Imperial Ninja Blade, left hand Sky Light Dragon Spear.
The condensed golden light on the blade drew sharp arcs in the darkness, and the blazing white light condensed on the tip of the gun shuttled through the forest like a meteor.
Before the first Diamond Baboon could react, Zhong Shenxiu had already passed by it.
Light-Imperial Ninja Blade slashed across its throat, and the golden sword light left a thin line in the air. The movement of the Diamond Baboon head froze, and after a few seconds, its head slipped from its neck. The fracture was scorched black, and no blood spurted out, because the wound had been burned and sealed by Light Power.
The body fell to the ground with a crash.
Zhong Shenxiu did not stop, turned around, and stabbed the second Diamond Baboon in the chest with his left hand Dragon Spear.
The Diamond Baboon was smarter than the first one. The moment it saw its companion being killed, it had already raised its thick arms to cover its chest. Its arms were covered with thick white hair and hard skin, and its defense was strong enough to withstand a full blow from Soul Master of the same level.
But Sky Light Dragon Spear is no ordinary attack.
The moment the spear tip pierced the arm, Light Power exploded. Blazing white light exploded from the spear tip, blasting a bloody hole as big as a fist in Diamond Baboon's arm. The bones were shattered, muscles were torn, and the white hair was burned to ashes.
Diamond Baboon let out a howl of pain, and hit Zhong Shenxiu's head with his other fist.
Zhong Shenxiu turned sideways, his fist flew past his ear, and the strong wind brought up broke several small trees behind him.
He took advantage of the situation and drew his gun, sweeping the gun tail across and hitting Diamond Baboon hard on the temple.
A dull crashing sound sounded, and the Diamond Baboon's eyes instantly went blank. The huge body shook twice and fell to one side.
Both ends.
From the time Zhong Shenxiu rushes out to killing both Diamond Baboon, it takes no more than five seconds.
But five seconds is enough.
Although Diamond Baboon's intelligence is low, their fighting instincts are not bad. After losing two companions in a row, the remaining Diamond Baboon quickly adjusted their formation.
Four Diamond Baboon rushed towards Zhong Shenxiu from four directions at the same time. Their pace and rhythm were almost the same, blocking all Zhong Shenxiu's escape routes.
At the same time, the other Diamond Baboon Leader did not rush to take action, but stood not far away and observed the movements of Zhong Shenxiu. The dark red eyes flashed with dangerous light, and it was looking for Zhong Shenxiu's flaws.
Zhong Shenxiu's pupils shrank.
The four Diamond Baboon attacked at the same time, the fist wind roared, squeezing the air and making a sharp scream. Their fists were as big as millstones, and each punch carried the power to smash a person into pulp.