The corners of Mo Fei's mouth twitched, comforted Xiao Bai, who was whispering in his ear from time to time, looked at the mutant blood wolf, pointed to Zou Wen on the other side and said, "Blood wolf, Xiao said, let's discuss, we will treat your injuries, but you must take me and him and rush to Pisces City within two days." Then we go our separate ways, and no one owes anyone, what do you think?"

Zou Wen glanced at Mo Fei indifferently, although he didn't say that he agreed with Mo Fei's approach, he didn't say that he didn't agree.

The mutant blood wolf had red eyes, glared at Mo Fei fiercely, and walked towards Mo Fei stubbornly step by step.

Almost every step it takes, a few more drops of bright red blood appear on the ground.

The power of Fu Wu Ning Ice Needle Rain was not weak, but at the beginning, in the upper reaches of the waterfall, it had the advantage of geographical advantages and sufficient water sources, and it was not yet able to re-inflict the Ninth Yama who had just entered the spiritual realm.

After breaking through the bottleneck of the bloodline and transforming into a blood wolf, the strength of the lone wolf is already comparable to that of a spirit beast.

And in the same spirit realm, spirit beasts are definitely more resistant than humans.

When the ice needle rain was at its most powerful, even the Ninth Yama, who had just entered the Spirit Realm, could not be killed. There is not a slightly larger body of water near here, and the power of the ice needle rain is greatly reduced, and even if it hits the mutant blood wolf head-on, the damage is very limited.

Therefore, although the mutant blood wolf looked very embarrassed, his body was full of wounds, and the blood continued to flow out, which was extremely tragic. But in fact, although there were many wounds, none of them were deep, and they didn't have much impact on the mutant blood wolf.

However, no matter how small the wound is, so many wounds will bleed together, even the gods will not be able to withstand it for long. The mutant blood wolf is clearly determined to refuse to compromise, and is determined to fight to the death.

Zou Wen, and Qi Tong, everyone was silent.

Before the mutation, Zou Wen had threatened with death, and the lone wolf of the wild beast would rather die than give in.

After the mutation, he faced the threat of death again, but this lone wolf still did not give way.

Mo Fei shook his head helplessly, stretched out a hand, and above the palm of his hand, a symbol with a pale red light slowly emerged, which was actually a healing spirit pattern.

"Even if you don't know this, you should be able to feel how powerful this thing is. ”

"If I can hurt you once, I can hurt you a second time. But don't think that a desperate fight is over, I have this thing in hand, as long as I still have breath, no matter how injured I am, I can recover quickly. Again, this stuff can be used on you. ”

Murphy pouted and smiled, "Honestly, I don't mind beating you a few more times, it's up to you what you think." Do you all take a step back and make peace now? Or do we wait until we beat you to death, and then we sit down and talk slowly?"

Mo Fei was completely in a posture of negotiating with the lone wolf of the desolate beast, but he didn't know that when he saw the pale red healing spirit pattern emerging from his palm, Qi Tong was dumbfounded, and even his eyes were about to pop out, and he kept muttering: "This is impossible!

Zou Wen's eyes tightened, and he looked at Mo Fei in disbelief, and his heart was also shocked.

Rune Master, Fu Master Nine Grades are all beginners, and they must have their own spirit patterns before they can hope to officially enter the world of runes.

Ninety percent of rune masters are stuck in the step of spirit patterns, and the key is that it is too difficult to comprehend spirit patterns, especially to treat spirit patterns.

There are many rune families in the Principality of Dongyuan, among which the four major families of Qilu and Feng are called the Four Spirit Immortals is because each of their families has produced at least one rune master who has mastered the healing spirit pattern.

Just because there is at least one rune master in the clan who has mastered the healing spirit pattern, the four major families of Qilu Erfeng can stand out among many rune families, leaving the reputation of the four spirit immortals, and the importance of healing spirit patterns can be imagined.

As the Qi family of the four great families of the Four Spirit Immortals, the spirit pattern masters have passed the single digits, and there are countless rune masters, but among so many people, there are only five rune masters who have successfully comprehended the treatment of spirit patterns.

Although Mo Fei is not yet a spirit pattern master, with this healing spirit pattern in his hand, most rune masters will give him three points.

Zou Wen glanced at the mutant blood wolf with a strange expression, not to mention, since Mo Fei had mastered the healing spirit pattern and had a powerful healing power in his hand, it would be difficult for the mutant blood wolf to commit suicide. Rather than waiting until you are beaten to the death to consider compromise, it may be better to stop and make peace now.

Seeing that the mutant blood wolf didn't seem to be able to listen to his words at all, Mo Fei pursed his lips depressedly, and glanced at Zou Wen, who had been resting for a long time not far away: "Since it can't listen to persuasion for the time being, it can only do it." I'm in charge of limiting it, and you're in charge of seriously injuring it. Let's fight, Brother Zou Wen, are you okay?"

The corners of Zou Wen's mouth twitched, and he glanced at Mo Fei indifferently, and nodded muffled for a while.

Mo Fei's palm flipped over, and the pattern of the guardian spirit pattern on the back of his hand suddenly lit up.

Almost at the same time, the familiar muffled sound sounded again, and the mutant blood wolf narrowly escaped the ice needle rain this time, but immediately after, a fireball smashed head-on.

Two hours later, within a radius of ten miles, the ground was full of wreckage, countless potholes on the ground, and flowers and trees were all scattered around.

Bai Zheng and more than a dozen other mercenaries, as well as Miss Wanxuan and others from the caravan, all looked around blankly, and no one even cared if Qi Tong didn't say goodbye.

Rune masters have never been well known, and what they see today has almost subverted all their previous impressions of the strong, and it has had a great impact on their hearts.

Especially Bai Zheng and more than a dozen mercenaries, their weakest cultivation is the middle of the Xuan Rank, and Bai Zheng is even more powerful in the Ground Rank.

But just now, whether it was the arrogant Master Qi Tong, or Mo Fei and Zou Wen, the three teenagers were all under twenty years old, and they looked like ordinary people.

The three ordinary people, except for Qi Tong, Mo Fei and Zou Wen, all kinds of magical abilities displayed in the battle opened their eyes and shocked their hearts. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would never have believed it was true.

Thinking about the hardships and hardships he experienced during the various hardships and hardships he experienced during the period of risking his life to embark on the path of mercenaries, cultivating to break through from the Yellow Rank to the Ground Rank step by step, Bai Zheng's face couldn't help but feel a little more bitter: "Maybe Master Qi Tong is right, compared to so many magical methods of the Rune Master, and the amazing combat strength, we martial artists are really just ordinary people." ”

The other mercenaries looked gloomy, and they were all silent.

Miss Wanxuan opened her mouth, and just wanted to comfort them a few words, when a voice suddenly came from a distance: "Hehe, are you all done? ”

Bai Zheng and more than a dozen other mercenaries were all startled, but they saw a middle-aged man wearing a blue official uniform and a slightly chubby figure walking up with a smile.

The middle-aged official had a smile on his face and looked very talkative.

But in fact, whether it was Miss Wanxuan, the head of the caravan, or Bai Zheng, a ground-level cultivator, and more than a dozen other mercenaries, the middle-aged official didn't even explain a word, and he was very strong, and quietly erased this memory for everyone present at the same time.