"Dragon King!"
At some point, the ice dragon appeared beside Xiaojiao.
"Dragon King, let me kill this bastard!"
The next moment, Binglong looked at Qi Zhen, with a terrifying murderous intention in his eyes, and said coldly.
"Ice Dragon, retreat!"
Seeing this, Xiaojiao quickly shouted coldly.
"Dragon King..."
Binglong opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end nothing came out.
Then he retreated reluctantly.
Although Xiaojiao was injured, Xiaojiao knew very well that Qi Zhen would not be his opponent!
"Damn it, your little Grandpa Jiao, my Shenlong Tail Wag tastes good, right?"
Xiao Jiao looked at Qi Zhen in front of him and said with an evil smile.
"Does it taste good?"
"Little reptile, I think you are tired of living and looking for death, so I will help you today!"
Listening to Xiaojiao's words, a terrifying murderous intention suddenly rose in Qi Zhen's eyes.
"I think it's not me who died today, but you!"
The cold light in Xiaojiao's eyes was terrifying, and the cold voice made people shiver even more.
"This little reptile is so ridiculous, he actually dares to fight with Senior Brother Qi Zhen!"
"It's simply sending itself to death!"
"Senior Brother Qizhen, hurry up and get rid of this little reptile!"
"Kill this little reptile and go back to stew some meat!"
…
The disciples of the beast race couldn't help but exclaimed when they looked at the dragon body standing upright in the void again.
"Little reptile, suffer death!"
"A hundred tigers sing together!"
Qi Zhen shouted coldly and saw phantoms of white tigers appearing behind him. There were as many as a hundred phantoms.
Moreover, each of the white tiger phantoms was tens of feet in size, and the power on them was rolling out. From a distance, it was terrifying.
The next moment, the hundreds of white tiger phantoms were seen, standing proudly in the void, roaring crazily at the little dragon.
"Hoho..."
As the tiger roars sounded one after another, the entire void couldn't help but tremble.
Some warriors with lower cultivation levels felt that their minds were out of control, while those with higher cultivation levels had pale faces without any color at all.
"Senior Brother Qi Zhen's white tiger chants together, it's so powerful!"
"I feel like my heart is shaking, it's so scary!"
"Go back quickly, don't let this sound wave hurt us!"
"I think the little reptile will be handed over to Senior Brother Qi Zhen!"
…
The terrifying sound wave came, and the disciples of the beast tribe retreated continuously.
But their eyes were staring at Qi Zhen in the void, with sneers on their faces.
It was as if they had seen the little dragon being directly killed by this terrifying sound wave at this moment.
"You bitch, you like to bark randomly, so today, Grandpa Jiao, I will help you so that you won't be able to bark even if you want to!"
"The dragon swings its tail, come again!"
I saw the little dragon with a body of a hundred feet, standing proudly in the void, and its eyes were even more indifferent.
In the next moment, the little dragon ducked out of the way, and regardless of the terrifying sound waves, the little dragon's tail, which was several feet in size, was drawn directly towards Qi Zhen.
The vast and boundless power shook the void.
At this moment, the aura on Xiaojiao's body surged instantly, directly exceeding the initial state of the Heavenly King.
"Master Xiaojiao's aura is so strong!"
"Isn't Mr. Xiaojiao in the early stage of the Heavenly King? But why do I feel that the aura on his body at this moment has exceeded the early stage of the Heavenly King!"
"This Qi Zhen wants to kill Master Xiaojiao. I think he is looking for death!"
"Yes, Master Xiaojiao is so terrifying. How can Qi Zhen be Master Xiaojiao's opponent?"
"Poor Qi Zhen, he is going to die here today!"
…
Throughout the Heaven-Eating Kingdom, countless disciples looked at the hundred-foot-long dragon body standing proudly in the void, with expressions of confidence on their faces.
"Little reptile, you still want to whip me?"
"die!"
"Hoho..."
Qi Zhen's eyes suddenly shrank when he saw the little dragon in the void that was instantly drawn toward him.
Then he increased the intensity of his roar and roared crazily at the little dragon.
The roar grew louder, and Qi Zhen's power became more and more terrifying.
The next moment, in the void, the dragon's tail, which was dozens of feet in size, broke through countless sound waves and whipped towards Qi Zhen's mouth.
"ah… "
A scream came.
Countless warriors at home and abroad of the Devouring God have eyes filled with astonishment.
"boom… "
The next moment, the sound of a figure falling was heard, and everyone came back to their senses.
"This...how is this possible?"
"How could Senior Brother Qi Zhen be whipped to the ground?"
"Isn't this little reptile in the early stage of King Caitian? How can he be so strong?"
"This dragon is too terrifying!"
…
Everyone looked around and saw Qi Zhen's figure falling to the ground, making a big hole.
After being stunned for a few seconds, he came back to his senses, and everyone's eyes were filled with astonishment.
"Pfft..."
At this moment, Qi Zhen, who flew backwards, spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Pfft..."
The little dragon was not much better. The hundred-foot-long dragon body also flew backwards, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.
"Little Jiao!"
Mo Wentian had just finished dealing with the remaining miscellaneous things from the demon clan when he saw this scene.
Without the slightest hesitation, the figure flashed and appeared directly beside Xiaojiao.
Looking at the little dragon, Mo Wentian's eyes flickered with cold light.
"Boss, believe me, I can deal with this bitch!"
Before Mo Wentian said anything, Xiaojiao had already understood, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said with a slight grin.
"Little Jiao..."
Mo Wentian opened his mouth, and he wanted to say something, but when he looked at Xiaojiao's eyes full of confidence, Mo Wentian finally said nothing.
Just the figure flashed and disappeared beside Xiaojiao.
When he reappeared, he was already on the city wall.
"Emperor!"
"Emperor, Lord Dragon King..."
"Emperor, Master Xiaojiao..."
…
Seeing Mo Wentian's arrival, figures one after another hurriedly came forward to greet him, saying in a deep voice.
"Don't worry, that kid from Qi Zhen is no match for Xiaojiao!"
"Everyone is here to watch the battle. No one is allowed to take action without my order!"
Mo Wentian glanced at everyone, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly.
"Yes, Emperor!"
"Yes, Emperor!"
"Yes, Emperor!"
…
Although everyone was very confused, they said nothing more and agreed with a slight bow.
"Xiao Jiao, this boy's strength has already exceeded that of the Heavenly King in the middle stage, and I'm afraid it's not far behind the Heavenly King's late stage!"
"Stop fighting him and get rid of him as soon as possible!"
Mo Wentian looked at Xiaojiao and said secretly.
"Don't worry, boss!"
Mo Wentian's reminder came to his ears, and Xiaojiao quickly sent a message to answer.