At this time, Long Xiangtian was still very calm. In his opinion, the three ferocious beasts in front of him were not completely impossible to deal with.
"Leave the biggest one to me, Wenhao, you deal with the second-grade Xuan realm lion, and try to hold the smallest one back. Once I've dealt with the third-grade Xuan realm lion, I'll come help you."
Time did not allow them to hesitate, Long Xiangtian decisively gave a solution. In his opinion, he could reach the realm of the sixth level of the Mysterious Realm under the Nine Nether Realm, so he should be able to deal with the male lion of the third level of the Mysterious Realm with ease.
Although Wen Hao was only at the first level of the Xuan Realm, Long Xiangtian felt that Wen Ha would always have some trump cards. Even if he could not defeat his opponent, he could delay him for a while. Similarly, Wang She and the others should be able to deal with the first level Xuan Realm lion in a short period of time. Therefore, as long as he could deal with the third level Xuan Realm lion and then help them, the battle would definitely develop in their favor.
Several people also knew that Long Xiangtian’s arrangement at this time was indeed the most reasonable arrangement at the moment, and then they directly took action to meet several lions.
The aura on Long Xiangtian's body suddenly increased, and a blazing light gray flame filled his body. As the flame burned, Long Xiangtian's cultivation also increased by leaps and bounds, directly increasing from the third level to the sixth level before stopping.
"God-killing Finger!"
Long Xiangtian did not hold back at all and directly blasted out with one finger, revealing the power of the sixth level into the Profound Realm.
The lion was obviously frightened by the ferocious aura of the "skinny" creature in front of him, and subconsciously tried to dodge Long Xiangtian's moves.
The lion dodged the God-killing Finger, but Long Xiangtian took this opportunity to get close to the lion, swinging his arms and hitting the lion's head with a stick. The lion's entire body was smashed into the ground by Long Xiangtian's Fang Tian Stick, but the lion was obviously no better than an ordinary beast, so just a stick would not kill him. The lion stood up and fought with Long Xiangtian.
On the other hand, it was more difficult for Wen Hao, Wang She and others to deal with at this time. Their cultivation was originally lower than that of the lion in front of them. Although the ferocious beast could not attack with mysterious power, its body was extremely strong. The attacks of the crowd only made its body stagger, but did not cause much damage.
When Wen Hao saw Long Xiangtian's rapidly increased cultivation level, he secretly cursed him as a pervert and simply put away the long sword in his hand.
"Kitty, I don't want to embarrass myself. I'm going to be serious about this."
The writer laughed evilly, and a half-man-high machete appeared in his hand. His aura changed from the original heroic spirit to an arrogant look. In fact, this is the real writer. Usually, his strength is reduced because of the sword, but now he dare not be careless, after all, the opponent now is not a small fish.
The literary giant holding the machete was like a tiger with wings, extremely ferocious. In an instant, he forced the second-grade Xuan realm lion, which was one level higher than him, to retreat repeatedly.
But things were not going well for Wang She. Although Wang She and Yu Xunxue were extremely powerful, they had to protect the fat boy and Zhang Yerong all the time, so they were inevitably in a bad situation under the attack of the lion.
“Ouch!”
At this time, a wolf howled, and it turned out that the little wolf had joined the battle. Before, the little wolf was left outside, but when the lion roared, the little wolf sneaked over, and now it was just in time to help Wang She and the others.
The arrival of the little wolf just eased the situation, after all, the little wolf was not weak. In fact, the arrival of the little wolf surprised Long Xingtian. You know, the male lion is a beast king-level beast, and the pressure on the little wolf is from the bloodline. However, the little wolf rushed out fearlessly. This was not only because of the power of "Illusion God Art", but also because the little wolf had feelings for Long Xiangtian and others.
Although the battle situation was developing in his favor, Long Xiangtian did not relax at all. First of all, he did not know how long Wen Hao's fierce momentum could last, and Wang She was only able to maintain the balance. If something unexpected happened, it would be terrible.
"die!"
Long Xiangtian shouted and swung his stick, hitting the lion's paw. There was a sharp sound of metal contact. A scar deep enough to see the bone immediately appeared on the lion's front paw. The lion seemed to feel that Long Xiangtian had touched his dignity as the king of beasts. He ignored his own injuries and roared at Long Xiangtian.
"Damn it, so what's the big deal about having a loud voice? Do you think you're the only one who can roar and I can't?" Long Xiangtian was annoyed by the lion's roar and responded loudly.
“Long—”
Suddenly, a thunderous sound suddenly appeared in everyone's ears. No, it was not the sound of thunder, but the roar of Long Xiangtian.
Long Xiangtian roared with the Dragon Roar Technique, and although it came from a human body, it was like the roar of a giant dragon, shocking everyone. Especially the three lions, Long Xiangtian has the blood of the dragon clan, and can be said to be a human dragon beast, so Long Xiangtian's roar, coupled with the blessing of the Dragon Roar Technique, directly hit the souls of the three lions.
The dragon, with horns like a deer, head like a camel, eyes like a rabbit, neck like a snake, belly like a clam, scales like a fish, claws like an eagle, paws like a tiger, ears like an ox, is the master of all beasts. How could these purple lions stop it? The lions, even the little wolf, trembled as the dragon shouted to the sky.
The little wolf even bent down, as if submitting to Long Xiangtian. This was a distinction that came from bloodline, and no one could change it.
"Get started!"
Seeing that even Wen Hao was stunned, Long Xiangtian was also a little surprised. It seemed that he had underestimated the power of the Dragon Roar Art. But how could he let such a good opportunity slip away? He shouted at Wen Hao and the others, awakening them and then attacked the lion directly.
"God-killing Finger."
This time, Long Xiangtian did not use the Fang Tian Stick, but pointed at the lion's abdomen with one finger. Before the lion could come to its senses, he directly pierced through the lion's body, and blood spurted out, staining Long Xiangtian's clothes. However, Long Xiangtian did not stop, but hit the lion's abdomen with another stick. He did not want to make a big mistake because of his carelessness.
Even the lion's body, no matter how strong it was, could not withstand this blow. Its entire body seemed to be smashed into two parts. The sound of bones breaking filled Long Xiangtian's ears, and the lion's body, stained with blood, flew dozens of meters away. There was no breath of life on its body, and it could not be deader.