The blood flowed down his throat, making a gurgling sound.
The pain of pulling out one's tongue was no small matter!
"Woof woof ... Wuwuwu ..."
The dog's shrill screams were hair-raising and piercing to the ears.
Only those who had met its eyes knew how terrifying this two-headed dog was. At first, number four had only looked at it from a few steps away and was already terrified. However, song qingxiao had not only not lost to it, but had even seriously injured it.
Number six's flute sound was strange. It should be able to control the minds of living creatures and play a role in creating hallucinations.
Although he had acted in a hurry to control the dog, the cultivators in the arena should have been affected.
However, at that critical moment, number three was not restricted by the flute sound, but took the opportunity to pull the dog's tongue off.
Number four swallowed his saliva, his hands and feet trembling.
