Mo Chen took advantage of this vacancy, and he had already come to the feet of the blue-faced white wolf in an elegant manner, picked up the dragon lance, his hands were in flames, and even the dragon lance was in flames, and he stabbed at the white wolf's claws.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. The blue-faced white wolf, whose claws had been pierced, let out a painful roar that made people uneasy. The black blood burst out directly and instantly, like a spring, flowing continuously.

The blue-faced white wolf instantly lowered his head and stared at Mo Chen with scarlet eyes, if ordinary people looked at each other, they would have been suppressed by the momentum of the blue-faced white wolf. Mo Chen's face was expressionless, but his eyes were as sharp as knives, as if telling the blue-faced white wolf that those who offended me would die!!

How could the blue-faced white wolf give up, he had just come out of the gloomy night demon well, and before he could enjoy the pleasure of seeing the light of day again, and before he could enjoy the pleasure of wanton slaughter, his claws were wasted.

The soldier is bearable, but the blue-faced white wolf is unbearable. The blue-faced white wolf bit Mo Chen with a bloody mouth, and Mo Chen was disturbed by the bloody wind blowing in his face, and he only felt dizzy. Immediately run the Xuantian Emperor Gong and keep the Dao heart clear.

At this time, the foul-smelling blood basin mouth had already arrived in front of Mo Chen, and Mo Chen threw out the dragon lance. The blue-faced white wolf bit on the dragon lance, Mo Chen stood in the mouth of the blue-faced white wolf, the green-faced white wolf wanted to close his mouth, but was supported by the dragon lance, his mouth couldn't close for a long time, and he wanted to throw the dragon lance out, but the dragon lance pierced into the roof of the jaw of the blue-faced white wolf, no matter how ink could shake it, the blue-faced white wolf let out an earth-shattering roar.

Mo Chen, who was in the mouth of the blue-faced white wolf, roared angrily at the jaw of the blue-faced white wolf: "Red Moon Fist !!"

I saw that Mo Chen's fist immediately glowed red, like a metallic luster, and the air around the fist was also torn, and the space seemed to be torn apart.

A heavy punch slammed into the jaw of the blue-faced white wolf.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. The blue-faced white wolf let out a cry of pain. The wolf's head also smashed to the ground because of the heavy impact of the Red Moon Fist. Suddenly, the earth trembled, the ground was smashed out of a deep pit, the blue-faced white wolf was lying on the ground, his body was constantly trembling, Mo Chen took the dragon lance and flew out of the mouth of the blue-faced white wolf, but the mouth of the blue-faced white wolf was still shaking, and it couldn't be closed for a long time.

Although the monks were also fighting hard, they were still paying attention to the battle situation on Mo Chen's side. When they saw Mo Chen punch the blue-faced white wolf who had just slaughtered the monk, they all roared in unison, and everyone seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood, and their combat power had increased by more than a little bit compared to just now. A big victory is about to be achieved, and victory is in sight.

But there was a sudden change, and I only listened to the sound of an ancient cry from the evening demon well, which was like a deer, a horse, a snake, and a bird

Everyone couldn't hear what the sound was, only Mo Chen knew.

When Mo Chen heard this chirp, his face immediately turned pale. muttered to himself, "Dragon Song"

"Dragon, the length of the scale insect, can be dark and bright, can be small and huge, can be short and long, ascend to the sky at the spring equinox, and dive into the abyss at the autumn equinox. ”

Legend has it that dragons are made up of a combination of animals, so the dragon's call is also mixed with the sounds of various animals. But the true dragon had already been extinct when the Tianlan Continent was fighting, how could there still be a real dragon

His own dragon lance is just the spirit of a dragon, and there is a real dragon here

I don't know if it's an adult, or if it's still young

Mo Chen didn't have the heart to continue the sound carefully, because the demon beasts that were already dying just now had a surge of momentum after hearing the dragon's roar, making it difficult for the human monks to parry. Even the blue-faced white wolf who had passed out just now also started fighting anew, rushing towards Mo Chen as fast as lightning.

Mo Chen was not in a hurry, picked up the dragon lance, and whipped towards the remnant of the blue-faced white wolf, and the dragon lance hit the blue-faced white wolf like a steel, making a huge roar.

The blue-faced white wolf stared at Mo Chen fiercely, and pounced on Mo Chen again, Mo Chen jumped high, his body drew a beautiful arc in the air, and landed behind the blue-faced white wolf.

Mo Chen quickly made a move, exerted all his strength, and once again took the dragon lance and pierced the other paw of the blue-faced white wolf, and the dragon lance shot out quickly, directly stabbing into the claw of the blue-faced white wolf.

"Whoa. The blue-faced white wolf let out another scream.

Mo Chen didn't stop, quickly pulled out the dragon lance, and stabbed straight into the reddened eyes of the blue-faced white wolf. The blue-faced white wolf didn't have time to dodge, so he had to close his eyes and whip his tail towards Mo Chen at the same time.

Hearing only a "bang", Mo Chen was whipped by the tail of the blue-faced white wolf and flew out, but at the same time, the dragon lance had already pierced into the eyes of the blue-faced white wolf, and the blue-faced white wolf rolled on the ground in pain. The tall trees were crushed and broken by the blue-faced white wolf, rolling out the size of more than ten zhang.

Although Mo Chen was whipped away by the tail of the blue-faced white wolf, but thanks to the small success of the Thanos body, there was no big problem, Mo Chen stood up from the ground and flew towards the blue-faced white wolf rolling on the ground. Mo Chen pulled out the dragon spear and shot it at the wolf head of the blue-faced white wolf, the blue-faced white wolf suddenly stopped moving, and just rushed out of the night demon well, he met Mo Chen, the bitter master, and before he could enjoy the breath of freedom, he had already tasted the taste of death. I don't know if the blue-faced white wolf will regret provoking Mo Chen.

After Mo Chen killed the blue-faced white wolf, the other demon beasts were almost killed by the army of monks. The army of monks also suffered slight losses, but they were still manageable. Mo Chen asked the guard next to him, "Is this the beast tide?"

The guard wiped the blood on his face and replied, "Back to the Ninth Prince, this is the beast tide." ”

"But this is only the first wave, and there are usually three waves in total. However, this year is very different from previous years, the cultivation of the beast tide demon beasts in previous years is basically not too high, only the last wave will be slightly stronger, but it is also within a controllable range. The first wave of this year is so difficult to deal with, and the number is still extremely large, I am afraid that there may be no three waves this year. ”

Mo Chen sighed in his heart: "Sure enough, whatever happens to me, there is no normal."

"Maybe this is fate," Mo Chen sighed faintly.

Mo Chen looked at the chaotic situation in the field and said, "Leave some people to take care of the wounded and clean up the battlefield, we can't work in vain to recover the materials on the demon beasts." When you're done, hurry up and catch up!"

Mo Chen didn't know if the hundred monks who came first were still alive, although the probability of survival was extremely low, but Mo Chen still wanted to make sure in person.