"Hmm, you look a bit like my little brother, but he's a hundred times stronger than you." Qin Feng looked at the giant beast and couldn't help but shout.
"Ancestor, that's a Great Ming Dragon and a horned lion. Don't talk, don't talk." Behind him, the beast shivered in fear. In terms of bloodline dignity, the Great Nether River Dragon Horned Lion was no less than the Dragon King. It was only because it and its big brother hadn't reached their peak period, so their power was temporarily inferior to the Dragon King, but only temporarily. This son of a human really bragged beyond belief, claiming his little brother was even stronger than the Great Ming Dragon Horned Lion by a hundred times?
"Man, you will die."
The Great Ming Dragon Horned Lion roared, stomping directly on the ground, suddenly soaring from the sand and leaves. It was a real lion's roar performed amidst fierce winds. It was tremendously ferocious.
