As Zhao Long finished speaking, before Zhao Haicheng and Guo Hongli could react, he had already taken action.
The soul energy of Huaxia shook, imposing and overwhelming, subduing the zouyu creatures from making any move.
The intent to kill was so pervasive that many zouyu turned tail and fled.
The soul beasts, being animals, are naturally skilled at avoiding disaster and seeking fortune. In their perception, Zhao Long feels extremely dangerous.
But many formidable zouyu bared their teeth and snarled at Zhao Long.
In their eyes, whether it was Zhao Long, the five people, or the two who suddenly appeared, they were all food, all deserved to die.
"Be careful!" Zhao Haicheng hurriedly warned his senior brother, wielding his Primordial Weapon Armament, a battle axe engraved with verdant leaf patterns. As he swung it, vines suddenly burst from the ground, coiling towards Zhao Long.
The vines appeared out of nowhere, emitting a green glow, and bore thorns that might be poisonous.
