3326: C3326 Return of the Ancestor

C3326 Return of the Ancestor

Lion dog?

Rabies?

The dignified young master of the War Lion Tribe was actually associated with such a phrase. This caused Lion Ba Feng to go mad with fury. He was no longer in a good mood.

"Roar!"

"You dare insult this young master, all of you must die!"

"Are the three great races of the Demonic Sound Clan always here?" "In the eyes of this young master, you are just a bunch of ants. I, this young master, will suppress all of you by myself!"

"Roar!"

The massive blood-red lion finally went berserk. It let out a roar from its mouth. Its huge body that was like a small fortress suddenly flew up. With a leap, it flew thousands of miles and directly landed in front of the Shadow Devil Clan's camp.

"Swoosh!"

"Ka Cha Cha!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

A strong gale blew up, and the right forelimbs of the ten thousand foot lion platform swept towards the ten thousand demon clan members. Instantly, the sound of bones shattering could be heard, and there were even some dense sounds of bones cracking, and some of the weaker demon clan members were unable to resist the attack. In the blink of an eye, they were struck by the powerful force and died.

For a time, a dense black fog surged out from the Void. The Demonic Sound Clan's people were not made of flesh and blood, this black fog was the manifestation of their souls being destroyed and their bodies being destroyed, turning into energy and dispersing.

It was just a simple sweep of the claw, but at least hundreds of Demonic Sound Clan's clansmen had perished. Such a terrifying blood vitality had long since surpassed the power that a peak twelfth stage Void would have. And the current Wild Lion Young Master, Lion Ba Feng, was at least at the mid to late stages of the thirteenth realm.

Furthermore, this was only the result of successfully activating the third form. Although the Clan Chief of the War Lion Tribe had indeed only cultivated to the third form, it was said that the young master of the War Lion Tribe, Yu Lan, had already mastered the fourth form's Profound Truths.

At this moment, after personally witnessing the terrifying might of the third form, the surrounding Void s that were spectating the battle from afar exclaimed in shock.

"Formidable, my brother. What a huge wild lion! It's actually 30,000 meters in length. Even a true space beast would rarely see someone with this size."

"That's right, the bloodline of the War Lion Tribe's young master is too extraordinary. Even if he hasn't reverted to his ancestors, he should still be around the same level. There will be a day when he will become the number one hegemon among the younger generations of the clans in the second universe."

"The name 'Lion Tyrant Wind' has been heard in the Second Universe for a long time, but the true battles rarely occurred in public." The name 'Lion Tyrant Wind' has been heard in the Second Universe for a long time, but the real battles rarely surfaced in public.

"That's right, the humiliation of Ji Jinghong, Jiao Tiantian and the others were previously suppressed by the Third Universe's peerless monsters, they might be wiped clean today. Although the ones being suppressed are not the human Strongman, the Demonic Sound Clan is not a federation race.

"It's a pity that young master Linghu has already been exiled. Otherwise, if he were to see the supreme authority of Lion Tyrant Wind in the Sea of the Nether Turtle, he would probably have to kneel down ?"

"Sigh, back in the Heavenly Battlefield Starfield, the lion clan's young lord never showed himself and missed the chance to become famous in the three universes!"

Facing these gasps of surprise, the Wildlion clan's young master, Lion Ba Feng, was in high spirits as he arrogantly pointed out: "Although these three old fellows are clan elders, they are not even ants in my eyes. Suppressing them and the third form of the Blood-slaying Ferocious Lion is already too extravagant, there's no need for the fourth form!"

"As for that glutton named Hu Chong, I did not go to the Heaven Battling Empire that day. Otherwise, I would have definitely suppressed him. Although there is no problem with slaughtering or devouring him, a single claw strike could have crushed his body, and his head would have been trampled under his feet like a ball!"

These words were too arrogant, the fleets watching the battle from afar in the Void were mostly humans from the Third Universe, there were some from the Science and Technology Faction and some from the Cultivation Faction, although they did not like Young Master Linghu, but the latter was still a human after all, and was currently being belittled by a young master of a race in the Second Universe. Many of the surrounding human Strongman were furious.

Not to mention that there was a powerful being with a cultivation of the fifteenth stage sitting in the dark fort behind them. The human Strongman in the vicinity did not dare to say a word because the prestige of the War Lion Clan had immediately shook the entire Void, and its aura was extremely strong.

A great battle broke out. All of the Demonic Sound Clan's clansmen started to move out. Aside from the two hundred clansmen protecting the Nine Dragons Green Luan, the rest all joined in the battle to fight against the young master.

"Boom!"

boom boom boom *

The gigantic Lion Ba Feng alone had ignited the entire Void, and every minute and every second, the Demonic Sound Clan's clansmen would die or injure. Yin Seven, Yin Eight, and Yin Nine, the two Clan Elders who were at the middle and late stage of the twelfth stage of the Void, would all be forced to retreat as they spat out blood.1

Lion Tyrant Wind was indeed too powerful. The power of the third form was not something normal. It was clearly a strength that could suppress an entire tribe by itself.

The most powerful being of the Demonic Sound Clan was the leader of the Demonic Sound Clan, the Yin Emperor, who was already at the 15th level, a supreme existence. However, the Yin Emperor was not here, and no one treated the Demonic Sound Clan like they were nothing.

"Pfft!"

A fierce gale burst forth, and Yin Qi suffered a heavy injury. He opened his mouth and spat out a stream of blood, and was enraged: "Lion Dog, you just wait for me, our Ancestor will return soon, and then we will burn you into a lion's head, and we will eat to our heart's content!"

"Hahaha!"

"That's right, the Red Braised Lion's Head!"

"Destroy his dog head!"

The Demonic Sound Clan's people had a very good temperament, they were all just a bunch of rogues. In this short period of time, their bodies had exploded, turning into a cloud of black fog that spread out. The battlefield was truly tragic.

Even so, not a single one of the people from the Demonic Sound Clan retreated. Despite the fact that casualties were imminent, they continued to grow braver as the words from Yin Qi echoed in the air. The surrounding Demonic Sound Clan's people all roared out arrogantly, their battle intent awe-inspiring; this was clearly a battle between every member of the clan, even if they had to die here, they would not lower their heads.

This scene caused all the surrounding Strongman to sigh. They all believed that the Demonic Sound Clan was finished and that even if their leader, the Yin Emperor, was revived in the future, he wouldn't be able to shake the War Lion Tribe!

It was also at this time that an extremely lazy voice suddenly came from afar among the Void: "Yo, this Ancestor just heard a bit a moment ago that someone said 'braised lion's head', where is it? "This Ancestor's saliva is already flowing out!"

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