Chapter 308: You are bullying the few with the many, don't go too far!

"Warriors of the Dragon Race, our King has returned! Are you all willing to follow me back to the Holy Mountain and bring our King back together?"

Ao Meng nodded, looking at the other Dragon Race warriors with a solemn expression.

As soon as these words were spoken, they instantly triggered an enthusiastic response from the other dragons.

In their Dragon Race, bloodline is supreme, and their loyalty to their superiors is such that they are willing to die; even if their superior ordered them to die, they would do so willingly.

Not to mention that this is their long-lost King; to be able to die in battle for the King now is their supreme glory.

Suddenly, all the dragons headed toward the Holy Mountain in a mighty, surging force.

By this time, Yi Zhuyue was already struggling, beaten back step by step by Lanbo; she had been struck several times, and several mouthfuls of fishy, sweet blood were blocked in her throat, yet she swallowed them back down by force.

"Give up. If it were in the past, I might not have been able to defeat you, but you are truly too foolish. After coming here, you didn't think about improving your strength, and now you can only be the loser under my hand."

Compared to Yi Zhuyue's disheveled state, Lanbo could be said to be handling it with ease, even having the mood to chat with her.

"If you feel lonely, I can take that woman along to accompany you, keeping you both by my side. As for the other insignificant scraps, if you don't like them, I can just kill them."

Lanbo said this very casually.

But Yi Zhuyue knew what he was talking about; there had long been rumors in the Western Wasteland that Lanbo liked to plunder young, beautiful Spirit Beasts to serve as his Blood Slaves.

Those Spirit Beasts who became Lanbo's Blood Slaves had no dignity of their own; not only did they have to serve Lanbo, but they also had to nourish Lanbo with their own cultivation, completely like large blood bags.

He actually wanted to take her and Luo Shen to become such things without any dignity.

Just thinking about it, intense killing intent erupted from Yi Zhuyue's eyes.

Proud as she was, she would rather die in battle here than ever become a blood bag without dignity or thought! But no matter how she resisted, the disparity in strength between the two was still vast.

Following a heavy blow from Lanbo, Yi Zhuyue fell directly to the ground, vomiting a mouthful of blood heavily; her internal organs felt as if they were shattered and reassembled at this moment. Her complexion was ghastly, pale as paper, and her lips parted and closed several times, facing Su Chen's direction.

"Run."

Although she made no sound, it was still detected by Lanbo, who directly slapped Yi Zhuyue across the face with a wind blade.

"You traitorous thing!"

Lanbo was so embarrassed that he flew into a rage and couldn't help but scold her.

Yi Zhuyue's head was knocked to the side, a buzzing sound rang in her head, and half of her face was swollen high, even bleeding from the strike; she looked extremely disheveled.

But she still stared stubbornly at Lanbo, looking as if she would never give up.

"Since you care so much about this human man, I will suck his blood dry, peel his skin, and pull his tendons right in front of you!"

Lanbo snorted coldly, an evil glint flashing in his eyes.

Just at this moment, Xiaoxian struggled to climb up and rushed toward Lanbo without hesitation, but was immediately grabbed by the neck by Lanbo.

"A worm, daring to show off in front of me; I see you're tired of living."

Lanbo looked at Xiaoxian coldly.

The repeated provocations from these ants had caused him to completely lose his patience.

Xiaoxian stared fixedly at Lanbo, wishing she could kill him on the spot, but the side effects of burning her essence blood were now backfiring on her; her strength at this moment was even a few notches lower than the Quasi-Emperor Realm. "Since that's the case, I'll kill you first. It just so happens I haven't tasted the bloodline of a Five-Clawed Golden Dragon yet."

Lanbo laughed sinisterly, his gaze at Xiaoxian no different from looking at a meal in his stomach.

"No!"

Su Chen immediately summoned his Divine Dragon Martial Soul and attacked toward Lanbo.

Even if he died here today, he absolutely could not let Lanbo kill everyone around him; he absolutely would not be a deserter.

Even if it meant death, he would pay any price to bite the flesh off the opponent and fight to the bitter end.

Caught off guard, Lanbo's body was ignited, and only then did he discover that this Spirit Fire was extraordinary; however, the gap in cultivation was so great that he only spent a little effort to suppress the Spirit Fire.

"You..."

Before Lanbo could finish his words, four dragon roars came from the void, instantly attacking toward Lanbo; Lanbo's unfinished words were abruptly interrupted.

Only to see four dragons in the lead flying over, with a vast army of the Dragon Race behind them.

They saw their King struggling in Lanbo's hand at a glance, and were instantly so distraught that they attacked Lanbo with all their might.

Lanbo did not expect that the dragons from just before had actually returned; caught off guard, he directly dropped Xiaoxian and began to fight them.

Su Chen hurried over and took Xiaoxian into his arms.

Xiaoxian was already breathing more than she was exhaling; this battle had consumed her greatly. She looked at Su Chen with tear-blurred eyes and said, "Master, it's good that you're okay. Xiaoxian was able to protect you this time and didn't cause you any trouble."

Su Chen's eyes grew moist; he never expected that the usually carefree Xiaoxian would be so loyal and righteous at a time like this.

He took out several Pills and fed them to Xiaoxian, his voice already choking: "Don't talk nonsense, you have never caused me any trouble. Hurry up and nurse your body back to health; haven't you always wanted to see your clansmen? They are back now, you must hold on."

Xiaoxian looked like a blood dragon, with dense, intricate scars covering her body, and in some places, her skin was torn open.

As everyone knows, the skin and flesh of the Dragon Race are extremely tough, yet at this moment, she was in such a disheveled state, which shows just how much pain she was in, yet she didn't cry out in pain once.

One must know that when only a little blood was taken before, Xiaoxian was hesitant—what a pain-fearing dragon she was—yet now she was silent.

Lv Luo's eyes also turned red, and she couldn't help but hug Xiaoxian, using her own Spiritual Power to warm and nourish her body, hoping she would get better soon.

Although Lanbo could infinitely recover his strength, he was ultimately flesh and blood, and his body's energy had reached its limit; he was now struggling.

And those four Elders, seeing their future King injured to such a state, were each so angry they wished they could burn Lanbo to ashes on the spot; the other dragons also held a determination to die, wishing to burn all their power to defeat Lanbo.

One or two madmen would be fine, but in front of Lanbo were more than twenty madmen.

Lanbo couldn't help but curse inwardly, feeling that he hadn't checked the almanac before going out today, being so unlucky.

"You are bullying the few with the many, don't go too far!"

Lanbo said angrily, his eyes almost spitting fire.

(End of this chapter)