The group was a bit confused, wondering why he was talking about an ancient tomb. After a while, they realized what he meant and couldn't help but laugh until their stomachs hurt.

Princess Soren couldn't help but chuckle; this guy really was...

Lion Spirit was initially bewildered, but after hearing the laughter of the crowd, he realized what was happening and flew into a rage: "Today I will skin you alive and tear out your tendons, and burn you with raging fire every day, only then can I vent my hatred!"

The Lion Spirit's rage points increased by 999+999+999...

Zuan looked at him calmly: "It seems I was right after all. Your best skill is still your mouth."

The others looked at them strangely, thinking that it was clearly their mouths that were more powerful.

Lion Spirit fell silent. After all, he was a genius and knew that the other party was deliberately trying to mess with his mentality. His cold eyes were like looking at a dead man: "Fine, since you say I have a sharp tongue, then I'll use my tongue to make you wish you were dead."

The fat Taoist priest watching the show from the sidelines suddenly widened his beady green eyes. Hmm? Why does this sound a bit dirty?

Fortunately, Lion Spirit was unaware of his thoughts at that moment, otherwise he probably would have abandoned Zu'an and come to settle scores with him first.

The other demon experts instantly understood his meaning; he clearly intended to use the Lion's Roar Technique.

The Lion's Roar is a unique skill of the Lion Clan. It can directly turn the target into an idiot. If the target's cultivation level is low, it can even explode into a cloud of blood mist.

The group scattered to the side and rear of the Lion Spirit. The Lion's Roar was a group damage skill, and they didn't want to be caught in the crossfire.

Princess Soren glanced at Zuan with concern, thinking that even if this guy had some skills, he was being too arrogant. The Lion Spirit was now unleashing its fury, and its Lion Roar was incredibly powerful; he could very well be killed instantly.

Qiao Heng couldn't help but remind him, "Be careful!"

Unfortunately, it was too late. A deep, terrifying sound came from the lion spirit's throat, and then he opened his mouth, about to unleash a tremendous amount of energy.

Just then, a mocking voice rang out: "What are you looking at?"

Lion Spirit felt a strong urge deep within his soul and instinctively responded, "What are you looking at!"

He was stunned as soon as he said it. How could he have said such a thing at such a critical moment?

However, before he could react, the energy he had accumulated with the Lion's Roar Technique was swallowed back into his body instead of being released, causing his blood and qi to surge and inflicting some injuries.

At this moment, Duan Tiande, the Night Elf who had been watching the show, suddenly sharpened his eyes. He had been interrupted by this when he was about to successfully kill Qiao Heng. At the time, he thought it was just a coincidence, but now it seemed that it was not!

Qiao Heng was both surprised and delighted. He looked at Zu An beside him and thought to himself that he was indeed the one who had saved him, but he had never seen him before. Why did he save him?

Forget it, if he really gets into danger later, I'll risk offending the Lion Clan to save him.

The other scions of noble families were not fools. Recalling what had just happened by the swamp, they immediately understood what was going on.

Princess Soren smiled slightly; this guy was indeed no simpleton.

The lion spirit swallowed the blood that welled up in his mouth: "What kind of evil magic did you use!"

The lion clan has a strong physique. Although he was injured by the backlash of the Lion's Roar, he quickly suppressed the injury by circulating his vital energy.

However, the thought of how he had just made such a bold statement only to suffer a loss at the hands of the other party the very next second filled him with rage.

The Lion Spirit's rage points increased by 399...

Zu An laughed and said, "Weren't you so stubborn? Go on, will you?"

Lion Spirit's breath hitched, and he instinctively wanted to use Lion's Roar to kill him again, but reason made him give up.

The opponent's skills are clearly designed to counter his Lion's Roar, so using it again would be foolish.

Rage from the Lion Spirit: +411 +411 +411...

"Very well!" Lion Spirit took a deep breath, his face grim. "In a moment, I will trample you under my feet, pull out your tongue, chop it into pieces, and feed it to the dogs!"

As he spoke, he swung his fists, sending two golden fists flying through the air. The two golden fists grew as soon as they were hit by the wind, quickly transforming into two mighty lions that let out deafening roars. They were ferocious and vicious, opening their blood-red mouths and lunging at Zu'an.

With a casual flick of their wrists, the two golden lion phantoms turned boulders along the way into dust and trees into ashes.

"The Lion Clan's ultimate technique, the Mad Lion Fist, is indeed incredibly powerful and difficult to withstand head-on," Princess Soren couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

At this moment, Yun Jianyue was somewhat surprised and couldn't help but gently nudge Yu Yanluo: "How come your man can attract so many suitors everywhere? This demon princess is praising you on the surface, but she's actually giving you a subtle warning."

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I'm not feeling well today, so I'll only be posting once.