Whew!

With a wolf roar, the soles of the six ghost wolves that surrounded Chen Chen's people were windy, soared into the air, and pounced on them with lightning speed.

Knowing that there was no way out, the Tiger Mercenary Group frantically urged the spiritual skills, preparing their strongest spiritual skills to fight to the death against the ghost wolves.

The Nether Wolf's sharp claws flashed with cold silver light, aiming at the throat and other vital parts, and the long fangs seemed to tear Chen Chen and the others apart.

"Boom"!

The spirit skill collided strongly with the ghost wolf, and the huge wave-like air flow exploded in all directions, and the two weaker ghost wolves were knocked to the ground, convulsing non-stop, and the four powerful ghost wolves were shocked back.

The Tiger Mercenary Regiment was also having a bad time, the three team members had scratches on their bodies, blood was dripping on the ground, their faces instantly turned pale, the corners of their mouths kept bleeding, their hands covered their chests, and they were half-kneeling on the ground panting.

Team leader Ye Qi also took a few steps back, and his chest was surging with blood.

"Hurry up, if you don't leave, you won't have a chance".

Ye Qi shouted at Chen Chen.

"Flying fire"!

Chen Chen urged the spiritual technique, and the Dao flames surrounded the Nether Wolf, and the firelight danced in the Nether Wolf's blood-red eyes, devouring everything unscrupulously.

The flames instantly devoured the two Nether Wolves, and the sound of their flesh bursting was endless, slowly carbonizing, and the stench of the Nether Wolf's flesh being burned came to his face, and the hot blood spurted out, accompanied by a scream of despair, turning into a pile of ashes.

The other two ghost wolves trembled, their mouths were half open, their blood-red eyes were full of fear of Chen Chen, and they took a few steps back.

"Whew"!

A deafening wolf roar pierced through the Thousand Mountains and Mountain Range, shocking the hearts of everyone in the Tiger Mercenary Regiment, and the sound of death made their faces look like ashes.

More than a dozen ghost wolves rushed over, surrounding Chen Chen and the others.

Ye Qi looked at the behemoth in front of him in disbelief, with hair like snow, strong limbs, and a majestic style.

"It's... , this is the Nether Wolf King"?

Ye Qi said tremblingly.

I'm afraid this Netherwolf King doesn't have middle-level strength, among the middle-level spirit beasts, he is known for his speed and strength, and he is much stronger than the spirit beasts of the same realm, and what is even more terrifying is that the Netherwolf in group combat is very difficult, so basically no spirit is willing to provoke the Netherwolf King.

Chen Chen frowned.

"These dozen ghost wolves are enough to consume us alive, capture the thief and capture the king first, we have to deal with this ghost wolf king first."

"Master, can you help the apprentice protect the people of the Tiger Mercenary Group, and I will deal with the Nether Wolf King."

"Stinky boy, you think about it, if I make a move, I will drain half of the spiritual power in your body."

"Master, it's important to save people, if I leave them behind, I'll have no problem protecting myself, but they will become food in the mouth of the ghost wolf, I can't do it."

Ling Lao nodded in satisfaction.

"This kid has a temper similar to mine, not bad."

"Stinky boy, the weakness of this Nether Wolf King is in the joints of the eyes and limbs, you be careful, don't hang up."

In an instant, Ling Lao extracted Chen Chen's spiritual power, and less than half of Chen Chen's spiritual power was left in his dantian.

Ling Lao placed a golden protective shield around the people of the Tiger Mercenary Regiment, protecting everyone inside.

Ye Qi looked at Chen Chen with a surprised face, and his heart was filled with gratitude.

Chen Chen retracted his mind and looked at this huge Nether Wolf King vigilantly.

"The spiritual power in the dantian is enough to perform the spiritual skill - Fire Burning at most, I must find a good time to release it."

The Nether Wolf King didn't give Chen Chen a chance to breathe at all, raised his huge front paws, and slapped at Chen Chen, Chen Chen's figure flashed, barely dodging the blow, urging the spiritual power to get close to the Nether Wolf King and launch a fatal blow to its vital point.

The Nether Wolf King also seemed to sense Chen Chen's thoughts, and used his agile body to jump left and right, not giving Chen Chen a chance at all.

Chen Chen was careless and was slapped on the shoulder by the Nether Wolf King, the huge impact made the shoulder almost break, and the pain in the heart made Chen Chen fall to the ground, and beads of sweat the size of beans poured out.

The Nether Wolf King playfully walked up to Chen Chen's side, and pointed its huge head at Chen Chen's neck, the Nether Wolf King's fishy warm breath blew Chen Chen's clothes, and the sharp fangs were suspended on Chen Chen's neck, and Chen Chen's neck oozed fine beads of blood.

As long as the Nether Wolf King wanted to end Chen Chen's life, he would gently stick his fangs in.

Seeing that they couldn't break through the golden protective shield, the dozen or so ghost wolves around them stopped and watched their king play with their prey.

The Nether Wolf King stomped his front paws on Chen Chen's legs, and the intense pain made Chen Chen almost crush his teeth.

Ye Qi in the protective shield looked nervously at Chen Chen, who was trampled underfoot, only to see that his eyes were full of determination, and the flickering flames in his hand made Ye Qi instantly understand Chen Chen's thoughts.

The Ghost Wolf King, who enjoyed the victory, had an imperceptible spark attached to the joints of his front paws.

Ye Qi was brewing a fatal blow in his hand, and the wind that kept spinning formed columns of wind the size of silver needles in his hands.

At the moment when the Netherwolf King wanted to deal with Chen Chen, a domineering whirlwind shot rapidly towards the Netherwolf King's eyes, rolling up bursts of dust, and the flames attached to the Netherwolf King's joints suddenly burst into flames.

"Wind Power - Wind Strike".

Ye Qi burst into a shout, draining all the spiritual power in his body and launching this powerful spiritual skill.