The first thousand one hundred and twenty-seven chapters
The monk who has used the power of evil is trying to regain control of his consciousness and trying to wake himself up, but this does not prevent him from taking action against the two kings.
Because at this moment, there are only two kings in his field of vision.
At the moment when the battle broke out in the front, among the people in the rear, Su Mengyao walked forward alone, and with her delicate body, she faced the pack of wolves coming towards her.
Different from last time, this time there was a blue and white flower in front of her, and her cheeks reflected by the flower were even more beautiful.
Zi Chen and others watched quietly as Su Mengyao stepped forward alone.
The silver wolves dispersed and did not attack Su Mengyao alone.
Apparently he doesn't think it's worth dealing with someone.
At this moment, a ray of light flowed from the flowers in front of Su Mengyao, and all the silver wolves saw Zi Chen and his party behind them, and suddenly turned into rays of light and flew towards the sky, like shooting stars.
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At this moment, they all broke away from the control of gravity and flew high into the sky. Almost subconsciously, all the silver wolves looked up.
Zi Chen and his group fell into the sky, staying briefly in the air, and then their bodies suddenly dissipated. Where they disappeared, countless green vines appeared. These vines fell straight down and wrapped around the bodies of the silver wolves.
These vines are very tough, like ropes made of steel, getting tighter and tighter.
A group of silver wolves began to struggle hard, and some fell to the ground, as if their necks were strangled by vines and unable to breathe.
This is the vision of the silver wolves.
In the eyes of Zi Chen and others, Su Mengyao took a few steps forward without any movement. She just glanced at them and the silver wolves stopped.
The next moment, the silver wolves seemed to have been hit by some kind of spell. They turned over and fell to the ground. Some even started to twitch and then stopped breathing.
died.
From beginning to end, Su Mengyao just glanced at them, and it had such an effect.
Zhang Haotian's figure disappeared immediately, and the next moment he appeared next to a fallen silver wolf. The sharp bone spur in his hand pierced directly into the silver wolf's head.
Zi Chen was in the other direction, and he moved just after the silver wolves fell to the ground.
This was a rare opportunity. He chopped off the bone knife in his hand and directly cut off the silver wolf's head.
Others followed closely and took action one after another, harvesting the lives of the silver wolves.
Compared to everyone who was in a panic last time, this time it was much more relaxed.
If this continues, I believe all the silver wolves will be killed, and no one will be left alive.
The silver wolves fell to the ground and were slaughtered.
At this time, the two silver wolf kings who joined forces to besiege the monk in the distance noticed something unusual, and one of them let out a long roar.
Sound waves spread out one after another, forming ripples and vibrations.
Su Mengyao, who was already pale, spit out a mouthful of blood. The flower in front of her became dim and returned to her side.
The eyes of those silver wolves who fell to the ground regained their clarity, but their thoughts were at a loss.
The thick smell of blood in the air immediately alerted them, and at this time, the number of dead silver wolves had reached as many as thirty.
These recovered silver wolves rushed forward and attacked several people nearby.
At this moment, they used the light of ability, and their strength and speed were greatly improved.
Fortunately, none of them have reached the formation yet.
puff!
Zhang Haotian's attacks were even quicker. He could often kill the silver wolves with one hit, and then immediately dived to avoid other silver wolves.
The bone knife in Zi Chen's hand was also extremely sharp, and it was no longer so difficult to kill the silver wolf.
He retreats while fighting, with a calm and composed expression, trying to avoid being harmed or reducing the damage under siege.
The six silver wolves nearby all attacked Heifeng, who stood motionless while several hurricanes appeared beside him.
These hurricanes successively enveloped six silver wolves, five of them were blown away by the hurricane, and the one left behind made a popping sound in the hurricane.
When the hurricane dissipated, the silver wolf's body was already covered with wounds, as if it had been licked, with more air coming out and less air coming in.
Next to Black Wind, Netherworld was also besieged by several silver wolves. It did not have Black Wind's ability to summon wind, but it did not retreat either.
I saw faint lights flickering on its body, and the next moment it opened its mouth and sucked at these silver wolves.
A strange force fell on these silver wolves, and inside their bodies, there was an illusory little wolf that was forcibly dragged out.
During this period, the silver wolves were struggling, dozens of lights of power flashing continuously, as if they were engaged in a tug-of-war with the Netherworld.
But as Netherworld made a biting movement, a strange concussive force came out, and the little wolves were in a trance for a moment, and then were swallowed by Netherworld.
These are the souls of the silver wolves. After losing their souls, they also lost their lives.
Devouring the souls of five silver wolves in one gulp, Netherworld immediately retreated towards the rear. At this moment, its appearance was distorting, and from time to time a phantom of a wolf would appear. I wonder if it was competing with the silver wolves for control of its body.
Upon seeing this, one of the silver wolves immediately charged towards Netherworld.
At this moment, a sword light appeared, directly piercing Silver Wolf's head, shrouded in sword intent. In Wang Xian'er's hand, the bone sword was comparable to a magical weapon.
Lin Xue, Shangguan Yue'er, Guangyao, and Mingyue also showed their own methods to kill the silver wolves.
The pale-faced Su Mengyao stepped back. She no longer needed to take action in the battle for the time being.
Zi Chen, who had no awakening ability but was not weak in combat power, glanced at the battle in the distance and said, "Zhang Haotian, go help the monk."
Zhang Haotian's figure disappeared immediately.
boom!
Powerful power surged, and a ravine appeared on the ground. At the end of the ravine, the Wolf King fell there, and the light of power on the surface of his body dimmed slightly.
At the beginning of the ravine, the monk stood there with his hands clenched into fists, evil thoughts swirling around him, like a god descending into the world.
Another silver wolf king launched an ambush at the monk from the side, approaching instantly like a bright silver light.
A strong wind swept past, kicking up countless flying dust, and the monk's hands actually held the Silver Wolf King's mouth tightly.
Blood flowed out from between his fingers, and his eyes were still cold, as if he couldn't feel any pain under the evil thoughts.
The blood fell into the Silver Wolf King's mouth, seeming to inspire a stronger fierceness in it, and the ninety-eight lights of power around it became chaotic.
Bang!
The monk used his strength again and threw the Silver Wolf King away, bringing out a dust dragon on the ground.
At this moment, Zhang Haotian's figure appeared like a scale, and the bone spur in his hand penetrated the Silver Wolf King's wound.
Poof!
Directly into the wound.
After the blow, Zhang Haotian immediately retreated and did not continue to struggle.