"So it's a dragon … No wonder there are such fierce flames. That's dragon flames!"
Lu Zhi muttered.
Leng Mu and the others' expressions changed instantly!
Oh my god!
We actually saw a legendary dragon!
But … weren't dragons supposed to have python-like bodies?
How could they be in such a form?
Saint Yi looked at everyone's shocked expressions and immediately raised his proud head.
He enjoyed this feeling very much.
I'm only at the third level now. When I grow up, everyone will worship me.
Oh!
Of course, they'll worship me and Boss.
Just as he was enjoying himself, he heard Zhang Xing's voice.
"Saint Yi, take care of them."
Saint Yi glared and his ferocious look appeared again.
Leng Mu looked into his eyes and felt a chill in his heart.
Although he was at the late stage of the Meditation Realm, he didn't dare to fight Saint Yi.
He was so scared that he immediately turned and ran.
Now that the Valley Master had run away, the disciples of the sect also dispersed.
But they were still people on two legs. How could they be faster than a dragon with wings!
Whoosh!
A strong wind blew, and the disciples of Cold Snake Valley were immediately sent flying by Saint Yi's wings.
Suddenly, there was a burst of wailing and howling in the sky.
Those who were close were directly smashed by the wings, and those who were further away were hit by the next wing.
They became a pile of debris in the air.
Saint Yi ignored these small fries. His target was Leng Mu.
"Where do you think you're going!"
Hearing the voice behind him, Leng Mu didn't stop and quickly turned to look.
He saw that Saint Yi, who was originally a hundred meters away, was now only a dozen meters away.
And … Saint Yi even opened his mouth, as if he was going to spit fire.
"No … Grandmaster, save me …"
Leng Mu was terrified. He shouted at the top of his lungs toward the cliff in the clouds in front of him.
"Stop!
You bastard, how dare you! "
Two voices rolled out from the clouds and mist.
Then, two figures appeared in front of Leng Mu.
These two were Leng Mu's grandmasters.
Seeing them come, Leng Mu's eyes lit up.
He didn't have to die … He immediately stopped and let out a sigh of relief.
Just as he thought of this, he saw the two grandmasters looking behind him with serious faces.
Leng Mu was stunned. He was so scared that he didn't dare to move.
He felt the hair all over his body stand up, and a chill ran down his spine.
He slowly turned his head.
Caw!
A pair of big eyes, a big mouth, and a blue face …
His nose was only a foot away from Holy Trinity's face.
"Lord … Lord Long …"
Leng Mu made a smile that was uglier than crying.
He knew why the two Patriarchs had that expression.
At such a close distance, they did not have the confidence to save him.
"Mr. Long!
Hold on, please listen to me … "
Leng Huai said as he stretched out his hand.
Humph!
Saint Yi snorted coldly and interrupted Leng Huai. Two streams of white air came out of his nose and hit Leng Mu's face.
Leng Mu thought that it was Long Yan and screamed in fear!
Ah …
Caw!
However, when he realized that they were just two streams of gas, he immediately shut his mouth.
His legs were already trembling as if they were dancing, but he was completely unaware.
"My boss said that this is where you will be buried. No one can escape!"
Saint Yi did not say a word, but the breath from his mouth hit Leng Mu's face.
Before Saint Yi could finish speaking, Leng Mu knelt on the ground with a thud.
He kept kowtowing and begging for mercy. His whole body seemed to be shaking, and he could not say a word.
Saint Yi raised his front claws and stared at Leng Mu's two grandmasters. He slowly reached for his head.
This was a provocation!
'I'll kill your disciple in front of you. What can you do about it?'
"Wait!"
"Pfft!"
When Leng Huai said these two words, Leng Mu's head also shattered.