Hundreds of giant wolves surrounded Gu Xuan and Xing Xiangtian.
These giant wolves are all black, as if they were outlined with heavy ink.
But every hair on their bodies is lifelike, and when they open their mouths, they spit out stinky hot breath, which is exactly the same as real flesh-and-blood ferocious beasts, which is extremely frightening.
The most frightening thing is that the aura exuded by each giant wolf is at least comparable to that of the top half-step saint.
There were even six giant wolves among them, exuding the aura of the first-level Saint King.
When they join forces, even an ordinary mid-level saint can challenge him.
A junior saint king would probably be torn into pieces by them in a matter of seconds.
Xing Xiangtian's face was as pale as paper.
It's not that he's afraid of these giant wolves. He's not even afraid of death anymore. Why is he afraid of these giant wolves?
However, when he thought about his people, when they came to this fake secret land of mountains and rivers, they would face such a powerful group of giant wolves. It was really hard to predict what would happen to them?
Even if his master sacrificed his body and used forbidden techniques to create puppets, he might not be able to protect his clan members.
Just as Xing Xiangtian changed his mind, waves of fishy wind were blowing towards his face.
The giant wolves flying at the front had already pounced in front of Gu Xuan and Xing Xiangtian.
Xing Xiangtian was full of momentum and wanted to take action, fighting to the death with these giant wolves.
Unfortunately, with Gu Xuan by his side, he didn't even have a chance to take action.
"No matter who you are, if you send this group of trash, aren't you insulting our sect leader?"
Gu Xuan held his left hand behind his back and looked at the group of giant wolves in front of him with a lack of interest. The index finger and middle finger of his right hand were still parallel as swords, and he lightly slashed into the void.
Buzz!
The sound of the sword pierced the air and resounded through the nine layers of the sky.
One after another, sword lights seemed to appear out of thin air, filling the void and blocking the head of every giant wolf.
The giant wolves continued to charge forward, looking as if they were sending their heads above the sword light.
Chi Chi Chi!
There were sounds of flesh being cut.
The giant wolves were cut in half from head to tail.
Even the six giant wolves of the initial Saint Lord level were all the same, and they all turned into two halves.
In front of Gu Xuan's sword light that he gathered at will, whether it was a first-level Saint Lord or a giant wolf at the level of a half-step Saint Lord, they all looked like ants and would die if stepped on.
The corner of Xing Xiangtian's mouth twitched a few times, and he put away his hand gesture in embarrassment.
Before he could take action, everyone had killed all the giant wolves, including six junior sage-level giant wolves. Comparing people with each other was so infuriating!
For a moment, black blood sprinkled from the sky, like a black rain of blood.
Gu Xuan opened his right palm, and a few drops of black blood fell into his palm.
"It's actually blood ink. This is a type of ink that can only be used by warriors who have entered the Tao through painting and have reached an extremely advanced level.
If this ink is used with color, it can be confused with the real thing.
Judging from the strength of the giant wolves just now, it can be inferred that the person who drew them is at least a peerless expert in the realm of Dzogchen!
The ink painting space we live in is not just a space.
It is an immortal weapon!"
Gu Xuan's eyes were sharp, looking directly at the palace below his feet that had completely emerged from the depths of the river bottom.
The palace floated on the water, almost spanning both sides of the river, but it did not float away with the current.
Tick tick tick.
Black blood continued to drip onto the palace, soaked in it, and disappeared without a trace.
"Immortal weapon?"
Xing Xiangtian felt cold all over his body.
One of his own people actually entered the immortal weapon.
Moreover, this fairy weapon has no good intentions no matter how you look at it.
This is so terrible!
"Since it is an immortal weapon, the owner here is the spirit of the immortal weapon.
Get out, Qi Ling!
Otherwise, I will demolish your palace!"
Gu Xuan's voice was loud and loud.
Even the palace below was buzzing and shaking.
"Since you know this is an immortal weapon, you should know that you cannot defeat me!
Unless a strong person from Dzogchen arrives in person, I will be invincible in this mountain and river map!"
A wolf head flew out from the palace, hanging in the void, staring down at Gu Xuan.
Terrifying pressure was released from the wolf's head, causing the entire world to undergo some inexplicable changes.
A feeling of suffocation appeared on Gu Xuan and Xing Xiangtian.
Gu Xuan smiled casually, and the suffocating feeling disappeared without a trace.
Xing Xiangtian was already soaked to the skin. Although this feeling of suffocation was not fatal, it was as if a peerless strong man was strangling his neck with one hand.
"Sure enough, he has some skills."
The wolf head stared at Gu Xuan.
"Eh? Aren't you Xing Xiangtian? Why has the aura of your soul changed?
Have the soul breaths of the two of you exchanged?
That's all, such trivial matters are not worthy of my attention.
After all, you are just a junior saint king. Even if your strength is top-notch and comparable to an intermediate saint king, so what?
The hundreds of black wolves just now were just a greeting gift.
It is impossible to save the people of the Star Clan! You..."
As Wolf Tou finished speaking, his voice gradually became louder, becoming more arrogant and contemptuous.
Gu Xuan stretched out his hand to stop him.
"This sect leader has enmity with the people of the Star Clan and has no intention of saving them.
I came here just to find someone, but as soon as I came in, it was confirmed that he was not here.
Therefore, please let this sect leader leave immediately. You can kill those 100 million people in the Star Clan if you want, and refine them if you want."
Xing Xiangtian bit his lip and wanted to say something, but he didn't say it.
For a while, the situation was a little awkward.
The wolf head was stunned for a moment.
"You guy, why don't you play your cards according to the rules?
It has completely disrupted my train of thought."
The wolf grinned, revealing its sharp fangs.
"I don't care whether you save others or not. I let you in just to devour you.
You and other Star Clan people will become my sacrifices to restore my strength!
Just wait here obediently. I can only refine one Saint Lord in one day, or a warrior below one million Saint Lords.
Don't make trouble, I will give you a happy time when the time comes.
Otherwise, hey, have you seen the corpses at the bottom of the river?
They were all disobedient, so they died."
Gu Xuan put his hands behind his back and smiled lightly.
"So, your strength has not been fully restored yet?
In this case, if my sect master doesn't take advantage of your illness to kill you, is there any justice in it?
Give you one last chance, or let me leave.
Or, this sect leader will kill you, this weapon spirit, and then leave on your own!"
The wolf head smiled coldly.
"If you have such a loud tone, there is nothing you can do.
If you want to die, I will help you!
That’s it. I’ve decided to give you a chance to jump in line. I’ll refine you first!
Children, come out!"
The wolf head muttered words, and the power of laws hovered in the air.
A pen suddenly condensed, and the tip of the pen moved a little into the void, and a summoning circle was outlined in the void.
After a while, the magic circle was completed, white lights lit up, and ten giant wolves flew out from it.
Each giant wolf is twenty to thirty feet tall and exudes a terrifying pressure.
They are all the same color, they are all middle-level saints!
"hiss……"
Xing Xiangtian took a breath of cold air.
Any giant wolf is enough to tear him into pieces.
But that’s not all!
With a whooshing sound, a figure flew out of the huge palace.
It was a one-armed holy king, exuding a suffocating aura.
He is actually a high-level holy king!
However, the expression of this high-level holy king was a bit stiff, and other than the murderous intent on his face, there was no other look on his face.
"Master!"
Xing Xiangtian's pupils shrank suddenly, and his tone was full of shock.
"That is a puppet that my master transformed from his own body, retaining 90% of my master's original strength.
The weapon spirit must have obtained the method of controlling the puppet from Xing Luoyang.
We have no chance of winning."
Whoosh!
The one-armed saint dodges and stands on top of a giant wolf.
In the void, the huge wolf head laughed.
"One-armed, remember, just keep the body.
Anyway, even if you die, your soul cannot escape from the Mountains and Rivers Map.
Only when there is a corpse and a soul can it be refined.
Just struggle here, I still have enemies to deal with, so I won’t accompany you."
With a bang, the wolf's head dispersed in the void.
The two of them, Gu Xuan, have been surrounded again!
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