Dragon's might increases again!
This time.
The fifteen great scholars showed painful expressions on their faces, their knees were cracking, and their bones were breaking inch by inch. Even though they tried hard to straighten their bodies, the dragon's might seemed to crush their spines.
Boom!
A great scholar could not hold on any longer and fell to his knees.
Immediately following.
There were thudding sounds everywhere.
The knees of the fifteen great scholars were deeply embedded in the soil, and the white bone spurs protruded from the flesh and blood, and were broken abruptly.
"Are you a dragon?"
"You clearly have the aura of the human race."
"Are you an orc?"
The great scholar spat out a mouthful of blood.
Lu Hen Ge will not follow his words.
But he knows the power of dragon.
The Golden Holy Dragon clan is a top-ranked race in the fairy world, and these great scholars in front of them are only at the peak of the Mahayana stage, and there is no way they can withstand the dragon's power.
Lu Hen Ge ignored these great scholars and walked towards Chu Ge.
Seeing this.
The great scholar quickly said, "Second Master, run!"
"Second Master!"
"This boy is invincible! Only the young master can contend with him!"
"We will hold him back even at the risk of our lives!"
Due to the huge gap in strength, these great scholars have begun to think about self-destruction.
Frankly speaking, it is not easy to cultivate to the peak of the Mahayana stage. These great scholars do not want to die, but as members of the Chu family, if they cannot protect Chu Ge's safety, their end will be more terrifying than death.
Besides.
Monks also have homes.
Their wives and children are all in the Chu family.
If they die here, the Chu family will still take care of their wives and children out of their old friendship. If they escape, their wives and children will definitely have no chance of survival.
It is not easy for a monk to have a child. It is much more difficult than for ordinary people. Therefore, as long as they have children, no matter how selfish these monks are, they will consider their children.
"In front of me, you don't even have the qualifications to self-destruct."
Lu Hen Ge raised his hand and grabbed it.
A moment.
The soul of a great scholar was forcibly pulled out of his body. The miserable wails made people feel a little annoyed. After the soul was pulled out, the body lost control and could no longer self-destruct.
"Thanks to Ye Feng."
"I'm much more proficient in extracting spirits."
The first time Lu Hen Ge extracted someone's soul was Ye Feng's. He was unfamiliar with the process and the strength, so he didn't control it well. Ye Feng screamed for almost an hour. This time, Lu Hen Ge was obviously much more skilled.
really!
Practice makes perfect!