Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar!
After colliding into Ye Chen and sending him flying, several dozen Purple-silver Horned Lion Beasts had seven of their kind charge at him once more.
The remaining Purple-silver Horned Lion Beasts turned their heads, setting their sights on Mu Qingxue and the other eleven God Kings. With a deafening roar, they raged toward Mu Qingxue and the others, intent on slaughter.
Mu Qingxue and the eleven God Kings turned pale with fear.
The moment the Purple-silver Horned Lion Beasts had slammed into Ye Chen, they had already gauged these beasts' combat power.
Each of these beasts carried the strength of a Middle Immortal Divine Venerable. How could they possibly resist such monstrous creatures?
Boom!
Even as they unleashed their full combat power, it was clear to them—within the next instant, their lives would be claimed by these Purple-silver Horned Lion Beasts!
