Slaughtering Saints again

"Yi, why are you attacking me as well?" The large black dog broke into a run. "This human is really too despicable. Brat Han, beat him up for your Grandpa Dog, thrash him until he admits defeat!"

Its speed was really exaggeratingly quick. It actually managed to race out of the range of attack of a Saint in the nick of time, and then stood on its hind legs, patting its iron underwear. "If you're not convinced, come bite your Grandpa Dog then? If you manage to bite me, Grandpa Dog will gift this supreme treasure to you!"

Everyone was rendered speechless. This large black dog was as despicable as always, but they did not have the leisure to be distracted. The attack from a Medium Saint fell, and was already pressing down on the top of Ling Han's head.

"Small Tower!" Ling Han called out internally. Weng, his cultivation level suddenly soared, spiking up to the peak stage of the consummate level of the Genesis Tier in a single instant.