Suddenly, Wen Qingye's eyes sharpened. He glanced at the True Essence Fruit Tree, then grabbed Yann Chuxue's arm and pulled her behind him.
Yann Chuxue looked on in confusion. 'The Flaming Three-Headed Dog is already grievously wounded,' she thought. 'What is there to worry about?'
Lei Hao was also quite perplexed. His previous strike had been fierce and domineering, but not enough to kill the Flaming Three-Headed Dog. So why was there no movement?
But in the very next moment!
From within the dust and smoke, a red shadow suddenly erupted, streaking like a flash of light toward the True Essence Fruit Tree.
Everyone subconsciously looked toward the True Essence Fruit Tree. Just then, several black shadows rushed over from the distance, the one in the lead moving the fastest.
"Hahahaha, thank you all for grievously wounding this Flaming Three-Headed Dog for me!"
