"Such a cluck, Little Flame did well, some people just have dog eyes looking down on others."
Seeing the Howling Moon Golden Wolf intimidated by the Fire Flame Lion, Zilan glanced at Teng Yingwu, and immediately giggled.
Upon hearing this, Teng Yingwu's face became even gloomier.
This invisible humiliation is the most embarrassing. Teng Yingwu simply couldn't go forward to roar against the Fire Flame Lion himself.
"Qin benefactor, this Fire Flame Lion seems quite extraordinary."
Monk Huiguang's eyes fell on the Fire Flame Lion's brow and the deep red crystal armor on its back, his eyes flashing with light.
This Fire Flame Lion is also at the Late Stage of Demon General level, and yet it managed to scare off the Howling Moon Golden Wolf, which is of much higher bloodline.
"As far as I know, even if a Fire Flame Lion reaches the Late Stage of Demon General level, it shouldn't develop crystal armor. Qin Daoist, this Fire Flame Lion is indeed quite remarkable."
