Female Transformation: I Run Away When I See the Female Lead

The stripes on the tiger's body were like burning flames, bright and dazzling, and extremely hot. Each stripe seemed to be flowing with boiling magma.

Its pair of copper bell-like eyes flashed with a fierce light, and the light penetrated the air like a substance, making people shudder.

With every step it took, the ground trembled slightly, accompanied by a dull "dong dong" sound, as if the earth was shaking under its feet.

Both sides froze instantly, and the air seemed to freeze at this moment.

The tiger beast opened its bloody mouth and spoke in human language, "How dare you humans trespass into my territory without permission! Since you are here, leave your life to me!"

Before he could finish his words, his huge body suddenly sprang up and he swooped down like a swift lightning.

It opened its bloody maw and spewed out a stream of blazing flames, heading straight for the six monks in front. Wherever the flames passed, the air was burned and distorted.

The tiger beast flashed and waved its claws as sharp as steel knives, quickly attacking the six monks in front.

Its claws drew deadly arcs in the air, accompanied by a whistling sound, extremely sharp.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the black-robed monk took out a knife with a cold glow from his storage bag.

The blade was engraved with mysterious runes, and under the infusion of spiritual power, the runes shone with a dazzling light. He kicked his feet hard, facing the tiger beast's attack.

The black-robed monk waved the knife in his hand, and the blade collided with the tiger's claws, bursting out a string of dazzling sparks.

The tiger beast is extremely powerful, and each attack carries a tremendous force.

The black-robed monk gritted his teeth, poured all his spiritual power into the sword, and struggled to resist the tiger's attacks and scratches.

The tiger swung its tail violently, and the tail, like a steel whip, swept across with a whistling sound.

The black-robed monk dodged to the side and slashed at the tiger's tail with the knife in his hand.

The tiger beast felt the pain and roared angrily, attacking even more frantically. It swung its claws continuously, and the shadows of its claws were like an impenetrable net, enveloping the black-robed monk.

The black-robed monk displayed exquisite sword skills. The sword light flashed and turned into a curtain of light, dissolving the tiger beast's attacks one by one.

But the tiger beast's attacks came wave after wave, leaving the black-robed monk no chance to breathe.

Other cultivators also used their own spells and magic weapons, and colorful lights flew towards the tiger beast.

The tiger beast was not afraid at all. A layer of red light appeared on its body, forming a shield that blocked these attacks.

It roared and pounced on the black-robed monk again, and the man and the beast fell into an even more intense life-and-death battle.

Although the black-robed monk was already a powerful warrior in the late stage of tribulation, he could only barely fight the powerful tiger beast on equal terms.

For a moment, the two sides fell into a fierce stalemate. The surrounding trees kept falling in the aftermath of their battle, deep pits were trampled out on the ground, dust was flying, and the scene was thrilling.

Dust rose up and filled the air, covering their figures.

Every collision and every attack carries the momentum of destroying the world. The scene is thrilling and terrifying.

Seeing this, the two-headed wolf's eyes flashed with cunning and ferocity.

He moved his limbs without hesitation and rushed towards the monks' camp like a black lightning.

The left side of its head spewed out blazing black flames that were so hot that they seemed to burn the air; the right side of its head spewed out freezing cold frost that instantly froze the grass and trees wherever it touched.

The monks were slightly thrown into disarray by the sudden arrival of the two-headed wolf.

But soon, they adjusted themselves. One of the monks waved the staff in his hand and muttered something, and instantly formed a transparent shield in front of him, blocking the flames and frost spewed out by the two-headed wolf.

Another monk used a formation to summon a huge water dragon, which pounced on the two-headed wolf with its fangs and claws bared.

The two-headed wolf dodged nimbly by leaping, its body drawing an arc in the air and landing behind a monk.

Before the monk could react, the two-headed wolf's claws had already slapped him hard.

The monk's protective magic weapon emitted a dazzling light, barely blocking the attack, but he was still blown away by the powerful impact, hitting a big tree heavily, and spurting blood from his mouth.

Upon seeing this, the four monks all displayed their unique skills.

The two-headed wolf was not afraid at all. Its two heads roared at the same time, and the black hair on its body stood up, emitting a powerful aura.

It waved its claws, knocking down the flying knives, then struggled to break free from the vines and pounced towards the monks.

A monk skilled in close combat, sword in hand, charged at the two-headed wolf. The sword and claws collided, producing a sharp metallic clang and sending sparks flying.

The monk gritted his teeth, making a harsh sound of metal clashing and sparks flying. The monk gritted his teeth, continuously injecting spiritual power into the sword, and started a close combat with the two-headed wolf.

In this fierce battle, both sides gave their all, neither side was willing to give in. The surrounding environment was completely destroyed, with trees falling and the land scorched.

This earth-shaking movement was so huge that even though Bai Jin was far away, he could clearly feel the strong fluctuations of spiritual power and the shocking impact.

Jiang Yunjiu's beautiful eyes focused, she tapped the ground lightly with her toes, and took the lead in mobilizing the spiritual power in her body, and flew towards the place where the fierce fighting was taking place like a stream of light.

Leaving Bai Jin where he was, he looked at Jiang Yunjiu's receding back.

Bai Jin took a deep breath, moved his legs and ran towards that direction desperately.

Along the way, his breathing was rapid and his forehead was covered with sweat, but there was a determination glint in his eyes and he did not dare to stop for a moment.

Bai Jin arrived at the scene panting.

Looking up, I saw that both sides were still fighting fiercely.

Among the six people, a cultivator in the late stage of tribulation was fighting a desperate battle with a tiger beast in mid-air.

Powerful spiritual energy fluctuations emanated from them, and the air around them seemed to be distorted.

The tiger roared and flames spewed out of its mouth. The monk in the late stage of tribulation waved the sword in his hand to fight against the flames.

On the ground, the two-headed wolf was majestic. Although its body was covered with wounds, it was still extremely ferocious.

It had seriously injured two monks, who were lying on the ground with their blood staining the land beneath them red.

There were three other monks struggling to deal with the two-headed wolf. Their clothes were disheveled and they had many wounds on their bodies, but they still gritted their teeth and struggled to resist the two-headed wolf's attack.

Bai Jin's appearance brought a brief pause to the originally stalemate battle. His actions attracted the attention of both sides.

Jiang Yunjiu, who was in the dark, saw Bai Jin exposing himself so recklessly and thought he was ridiculous and impulsive.

The moment the tiger saw Bai Jin, a trace of fear flashed in its eyes, and it almost turned around and ran away.

The cultivator in the late stage of tribulation was greatly surprised when he saw the tiger beast's reaction.