"You guessed right. Unfortunately, your only reward is death." At Mu Chenxi's command, holy light blazed across the dazzling, mighty Five-Clawed Golden Dragon as he charged at the human he regarded as pitifully weak.
At the same time, a crystalline drop of saliva trickled from the corner of his mouth. In his eyes, the human before him was food.
As that enormous creature hurtled toward him, even the rushing wind alone told Xiao Ding how terrifying the force of the impending collision would be.
This breathtakingly beautiful girl could actually command a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast. He had badly miscalculated.
He was merely a Soul Douluo. How could he possibly match a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast?
In the Soul Master World, only those who had broken through to Titled Douluo could hope to wrestle with a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast. Only with Soul Power above rank ninety-three could they barely fight one to a draw. To firmly overpower one, they would have to reach Super Douluo.
What was more, the golden dragon before him was not only enormous and endowed with a holy attribute, but also a dragon-type Soul Beast, naturally several notches above other Soul Beasts.
With his meager strength, how could he possibly defeat this Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast?
Without the slightest hesitation, his Seventh Soul Ring lit up. Responding to it, the Martial Soul behind him immediately materialized and swallowed him whole. Then its eight arms began spinning at high speed, whipping terrifying gales through the sky. Xiao Ding vanished in an instant.
"Damn it, he fled without a moment's hesitation! Little Gold, let's chase him!"
Clouds followed dragons; winds followed tigers.
Dragons were incredibly fast, especially dragon-type Soul Beasts with profound cultivation.
Moreover, Mu Chenxi's was a Golden Sacred Dragon, her Five-Clawed Golden Dragon Martial Soul, rather than a mere