Ling Hantian hid in the distance and did not leave immediately, he didn't want to miss such a wonderful battle, at least he wouldn't leave easily until he was sure that Ye Wuqi was about to lose. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

As for whether he would face the wrath of the wolf king when he said it, Ling Hantian had a 'underworld' character, and he didn't believe that this wolf king, whose wisdom was already not low, would fight him to the death.

"Thief, if I don't die today, I will break your body to pieces, and I will hate you with snow."

In Ye Wuzhen's opinion, Ling Hantian would definitely take advantage of his battle with the Nether Flame Demon Wolf to sneak away.

He roared angrily in the sky, his blood-red robe drumming, condensing a billowing sound wave that was transmitted in all directions.

This is almost the strongest power that condenses the Night, reverberating throughout the mountain range.

His howl was a vent for the anger in his heart, and it was also a signal to the Nine Shadows Sect, he was trapped by a powerful existence, and Ling Hantian fled.

"Dark Whirlwind."

After the whistle, Ye Wuyu let out a loud shout, and launched the strongest attack first, and the cold aura condensed on the black long sword, almost substantial.

At the moment of life and death, Ye Wuzhen attacked with all his might, Ling Hantian had no doubt that this move could kill him in an instant, and there was no possibility of any luck.

"Boom!"

The sharp and cold blade slashed towards the Netherflame Demon Wolf King like lightning, and a violent crackling sound was heard.

Under the full force of Ye Wuyu's move, the place where the Netherflame Demon Wolf King was standing was instantly cut out by the long sword A ravine more than ten meters long and nearly one person deep, the power of the sword was very terrifying.

The power of this move is comparable to the attack of a strong person in the innate realm.

"What?"

It's a pity that after the dust and smoke, the ravine is empty, and Ye Wuqi's face is gloomy, and he instantly moves his position, but he is still a beat slower.

"Poof!"

The sharp wolf claws, carrying the sharp wind, a slight tearing sound sounded, and Ye Wuqi's right arm was instantly stained red with blood, five deep blood marks, under the light of the moon, the white bones of the forest were extremely terrifying.

"What a speed!"

With a soft snort, Ling Hantian's eyes widened, this Netherflame Demon Wolf King was worthy of being a seventh-order demon beast, and the speed at which it erupted was really terrifying.

"This night is not clear, I must have been completely crazy at this time."

Ling Hantian sneered in his heart, the Nine Shadows Sect brutally seized the Nine Shadow Pagoda of the various tribes of the Southern Wilderness Blood, and even the tribe where Qianlong was located was all slaughtered, leaving only Qianlong alone wandering alone in the Southern Wilderness Blood Forest.

Ling Hantian didn't believe that all this was the idea of the Night Rakshasa , more often than not, I was afraid that the Night Rakshasa was just an executor, and in the end, the real mastermind was Ye Wuxi.

In the field, Ye Wuqi's face was pale, but he didn't look flustered, but a little sweat oozed from his forehead, and he stared at the Netherflame Demon Wolf King not far away, guarding against the terrifying speed of the Netherfire Demon Wolf King.

Seeing that Ye Wuzhen looked like he was facing a great enemy at this time, the corners of Ling Hantian's mouth, who was hiding in the bushes, curved a cold arc, and said: Ye Wuzhen, enjoy the feeling of being a prey.

Before the words fell, Ling Hantian hid his breath, and the dustless step was sent to the extreme, retreating towards the location of the wolf's den, away from this battlefield where there was no suspense.

Ling Hantian walked quickly through the dark woods, his target was naturally the Soul Grass Garden in the wolf colony, where there were hundreds of Soul Grasses, each of which was able to recover 0.1 Soul Power, which was extremely precious to him.

If all these soul grasses were collected, Ling Hantian would not have to worry about the danger of soul power being exhausted for at least a short period of time, and he could calmly cast the strongest soul attack.

After all, his current power attack effect of the Juyuan system is limited, and he must strengthen his soul attack.

Ling Hantian ran wildly while devouring all the remaining soul grasses one by one, recovering his soul power with all his might.

More than a dozen soul grasses would be devoured by Ling Hantian in just a few minutes, and Ling Hantian's soul power was also completely recovered and reached its peak state under the nourishment of these dozen soul grasses.

In the process, Ling Hantian also kept looking at the map given by Qianlong and found a shortcut to the wolf colony.

"This is the shortcut to the wolf's den."

Ling Hantian stopped under a cliff, put away the map given by Qianlong, and slid down the thick vine rope.

Approaching, there was no way to do it, Ling Hantian couldn't be sure how long Ye Wuzhen would be able to delay the Netherflame Demon Wolf King.

If you don't take a shortcut, maybe you haven't reached the wolf's den yet, and the Netherflame Demon Wolf King has solved the problem and returned to the wolf's den.

What Ling Hantian needed was the time difference, only in this way could he get his hands on the soul grass and leave the wolf's den before the Nether Flame Demon Wolf found out.

Sliding down the straight cliff, a few minutes later, Ling Hantian was once again outside the wolf colony.

What made Ling Hantian extremely surprised was that in the wolf colony, near the pitch-black cave, there were actually two Nether Flame Demon Wolves guarding nearby.

Moreover, these two Netherflame Demon Wolves were demon beasts, which Ling Hantian could clearly feel.

"Whew!"

But just as Ling Hantian was hesitating whether to take action, a monstrous wolf howl came from the distant woods, and the earth-shattering howl contained extreme anger and warning, and at the same time, the furious aura of the Netherflame Demon Wolf King came from far and near.

It's unbelievably fast.

"Impossible, impossible......"

Ling Hantian gasped and exclaimed in his heart: "I have already urged the Nine Ghost Hidden Soul Technique to the extreme, and even used the Thousand Illusion Exquisite Technique, all the aura is perfectly hidden, it is impossible for this Nether Flame Demon Wolf King to find me." ”

After all, Dacheng's Thousand Illusions and Exquisite Techniques, Widow Ya couldn't even find herself in the first place.

"Unless, unless the wolf king also has a search for the evil stone, he can locate himself in this vast mountain forest."

"It's impossible for Ye Wuyu to be killed by the Wolf King so quickly, could it be that they have reached some agreement?"

In an instant, countless thoughts came to my mind.

Ling Hantian only felt extremely irritable in his heart, this was simply a situation that had never been seen before.

"Whew."

The wolf king's warning became more and more urgent, and even the violent aura was getting closer and closer.

"This wolf king's howl seems to contain a rush sound, it seems to be in a hurry?"

Ling Hantian grasped the key to it, but how could he put so much pressure on it by picking a little soul grass by himself, otherwise this wolf king would have pursued him just now.

But in this case, the wolf king issued such a stern warning in the direction of the wolf colony.

"Why is that? Could it be that someone else is approaching the wolf's den! ”

In an instant, this thought flashed through Ling Hantian's mind.

As soon as this thought flashed, an ominous feeling suddenly rose in Ling Hantian's heart, as if he was stared at by a pair of poisonous snake-like eyes in the dark dense forest.

"Don't move!"

Just as Ling Hantian was in shock, an inaudible old voice came from behind.

Immediately afterwards, the two demon beasts in front of the pitch-black cave exploded directly and died.

If it weren't for the fact that Ling Hantian's soul power had fully recovered, I am afraid that he would have regarded this voice as an illusion.