Hell Demon Dragon Zi JI Comes to the Rescue, Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff Takes on Two

"Awooo!"

"You damned little bastard!"

"I'll burn you to ashes!"

The Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff was practically killing and twisting the knife.

His string of outrageous maneuvers had thoroughly enraged Scarlet King.

Although he held an absolute advantage in Soul Power and combat experience,

he had no advantage in speed.

That was the most fatal part.

Even if your teeth were sharper than the other party's,

and your claws were no weaker,

and those Hell Demon Flames were scorching beyond belief,

what did it matter if you couldn't hit your target?

"Heh, you should save some strength, unless you want to die before that little meatball!"

He pointed at the Three-Eyed Golden Lion, who was watching the battle from not far away.

The Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff was waging psychological warfare.

Though he seemed to have the upper hand for the moment,

his rapid movements consumed a great deal of stamina.

And once the effects of Berserk Art vanished, there would be a period of weakness.

That would be seriously bad.

Unless he could quickly kill this three-hundred-thousand-year soul beast,

a prolonged battle would put the Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff at a huge disadvantage!

"You damned little beast!"

"You think you can stop me just by relying on speed? When this king was dominating the world, you didn't even know where you were!"

Scarlet King was not wrong.

After all, there was a difference of more than two hundred thousand years in cultivation between them.

They were indeed not soul beasts from the same era!

But so what?

Here, the law of the jungle prevailed.

Whoever was stronger was king!

Just as the Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff searched for his next angle of attack,

a shadow suddenly swept over his head.

It was the shadow of a dragon.

Its body was several dozen meters long.

Unlike the Eastern dragons from his memories,

this was a Hell Demon Dragon with wings.

"Scarlet King, have you run into trouble?"

It sounded like the voice of an older woman.

That also meant her strength exceeded one hundred thousand years.

"Zi JI?"

Looking up at the giant dragon that had come to support Scarlet King,

the Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff immediately recognized her.

She was the beast god Di Tian's mate, the demon dragon Zi JI!

Her cultivation was slightly lower than Scarlet King's.

But as a dragon, her defense and strength were no weaker than his.

Even more astounding was her terrifying control of the skies.

For the Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff, that was indeed a major headache.

"Zi JI, it's great that you're here!"

"See that golden-haired kid ahead? He's the one Xiong Jun specifically named!"

"His cultivation is only fifty thousand years, but for some reason, he can speak human language."

"He seems to possess some kind of innate domain. Even my three-hundred-thousand-year bloodline is being suppressed!"

"He's incredibly fast, and his claws are sharp too!"

"What?"

Hearing Scarlet King's words,

Zi JI lowered her head and looked at the golden giant beast on the ground.

At first, she did not pay much attention to him.

After all, he was only a fifty-thousand-year soul beast.

Though his body was astonishingly large,

and his vitality far exceeded that of ordinary ten-thousand-year soul beasts,

before a dragon like her, with cultivation exceeding a hundred thousand years,

that level of strength was still nothing worth mentioning.

But the next second, when Zi JI saw the wound on Scarlet King's leg,

her expression changed.

"You're injured?"

As a member of the Hell Demon Dragon race,

Zi JI knew Scarlet King's strength all too well.

Three hundred thousand years of cultivation,

combined with the bloodline of the Three-Headed Red Demon Hound—

injuring him was easier said than done!

But now,

there were three bone-deep claw marks on Scarlet King's hind leg.

And around the wounds,

a special metallic power still lingered.

It was continuously preventing his flesh from recovering.

"Those claws of his..."

Zi JI narrowed her eyes slightly.

"They carry the power of the Dark-Gold Dreadclaw Bear?"

"That's right."

Scarlet King gritted his teeth.

"I don't know what method that brat used, but he actually absorbed the power of Xiong Jun's race."

"And his speed..."

At that point,

Scarlet King's expression turned even uglier.

"It's troublesome."

"A fifty-thousand-year soul beast forced you into this state?"

Zi JI could not help taking a few more looks at Lei Dong.

At that moment,

the Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff was already getting irritated.

"Hey!"

"Are you two done chatting?"

"We're fighting here!"

"Can you show your opponent some respect?"

Hearing that,

Scarlet King nearly laughed in anger.

"You really don't know how to spell death!"

"Kid."

"You think that because you managed to hurt me a few times with your speed, you can really win?"

"Now that Zi JI is here,"

"how long can you keep running?"

"Running?"

The Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff grinned,

revealing his pale fangs.

"Who told you I was going to run?"

"To fight two great beasts of the Star Dou Great Forest at once is truly an honor!"

There was an unyielding stubbornness in the Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff's bones.

If Di Tian were standing before him right now,

there would be no question about it—he would flee immediately.

But Zi JI was only a little dragon.

What was there to fear?

The next second,

his body suddenly lowered.

The golden fur all over his body instantly bristled.

"Second Berserk!"

"Roar!"

A terrifying surge of blood energy erupted once more.

The ground around him began to tremble.

His enormous body, which had already neared thirty meters in length, swelled again.

His muscles looked as though they had been forged from steel.

A pair of dark-gold claws slowly extended.

They glinted with a chilling light.

"Since there are two of you..."

"Then come at me together!"

"Let me see."

"Just how strong"

"the so-called beasts of the Star Dou Great Forest really are!"

"Arrogant!"

Scarlet King roared.

All three of his heads opened at once.

In an instant,

black flames blotted out the sky.

"Hell Demon Flames!"

Rumble!

Three enormous pillars of black fire instantly sealed off every direction around the Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff.

But just as the flames were about to devour him,

the golden figure vanished.

"Again!"

Scarlet King's pupils contracted.

This feeling

was far too familiar to him.

He clearly knew his opponent was nearby,

yet his spiritual power could not lock onto him.

The next moment, "Zi JI, watch out!"

Scarlet King suddenly shouted.

But it was already too late.

A streak of golden light shot out from the side.

Those enormous dark-gold claws

slashed fiercely toward Zi JI's dragon wing!

"You're courting death!"

Zi Ji was no ordinary soul beast.

She was a Hell Demon Dragon.

Faced with the ambush,

she did not dodge.

Instead, she directly beat her wings.

A purplish-black energy shield appeared instantly.

"Boom!"

The sharp claws collided with the shield.

The impact erupted with a deafening sound.

The Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff was sent flying backward.

Meanwhile, on Zi Ji's dragon wing,

a faint claw mark had also been left behind.

"What?"

Zi Ji froze.

She had not expected

to have her defenses broken by a fifty-thousand-year soul beast.

"Your dragon scales..."

"Really are tough."

The Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff landed

and shook its slightly numb claws.

Yet the smile on its face only grew more excited.

"The blood of a three-hundred-thousand-year dog doesn't taste good."

"But the blood of a Black Dragon over a hundred thousand years old..."

"Should be more nourishing, right?"

That was why the Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff had chosen to stay and keep fighting.

That was Demon Dragon blood!

It would be such a waste not to have a taste.

And her husband was not by her side. Today was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

If drinking dragon blood caused some physical mutation, that would be a huge profit!