"Whew!"

The earth-shattering wolf roar was heard, and the entire Wind Plains responded.

Millions of wind wolves howled together, and even the clouds in the sky literally dispersed.

In the howl, there is reluctance, lack of excitement, and ambition.

Their king, gone.

A new king has not been born, and every wind wolf is possible, it depends on who breaks through first and becomes the wolf king.

As for the Wind Wolf King, he headed for the west with all his heart and three young wolves.

The target, the Western Empire, the Dark Moon Empire, the Dark Country, that's the name of that country.

The entire continent, one of the three strongest empires, is also the concentration of darkness, where it is a paradise for dark mages, a sacred place for necromancers, an entrance to the abyss, and even a gateway to hell.

Going there, but it was the result of careful consideration.

If he wants to regain his strength, he must understand the abilities of this world, and he must learn magic, a world where mages are vital powers.

Now the whole heart, empty spirit and level, once the magic power is gone, just rely on the spirit to summon, to control, the consumption is too great, and the recovery speed is too slow.

For a full month and ten days, the spirit of wholeheartedness did not exceed 10,000, but the strength broke through 65 points and is moving forward little by little.

To be honest, the strength of the body has surpassed that of the Tempest Wolf King, but it is still too weak.

The speed of recovery, too slow.

As a last resort, I had to get out of here.

In the course of a month, dozens of waves of adventurers arrived, which improved the food in the Wind Plains, and many of the Wind Wolves were full, so they no longer had to attack their own kind or go to other places to hunt for food.

However, this is not good news for the whole heart.

What if a strong man comes, and he runs? Or run?

It's better to start running away now, and when you comprehend the magic power, or in other words, find the cultivation method of the magic power, who is still your opponent.

"It's a pity, there is only one task, and that is to get through the edge of chaos, this task is too high-end, and the reward is too scary, I can't complete it." Lie on the wolf's back and watch the only task in the taskbar with all your heart.

Breaking through the Edge of Chaos (Unknown)

Open up the chaotic edge of the Great Xia world, communicate with the fairy world, gain the original recognition of the Great Xia world, and become the master of the Great Xia world.

Mission Time Limit: None.

Rewards: Summon the Grim Reaper, Summon the Immortal Dragon Emperor, and Summon the Angel of Death.

Task Punishment: None.

Such a task, the rewarded things, are all high-end atmospheric and high-grade things, these three skills, I have never seen it with all my heart, but looking at the name, you know, absolutely powerful.

However, you can only look at it, and you don't need to try it in a short time, or even for a long time.

The combat power has not been raised to the level of a god, and don't even think about it.

"Great master, there is a battle ahead." Suddenly, the Tempest Wolf King spoke.

With this opening, Quanxin hurriedly sat up and looked into the distance.

In wholehearted perception, there is nothing.

"Damn, there is too little spirit, the range of perception is too short, go, stay away from the place of battle." His face was ugly, and he hurriedly gave an order.

"Master, it's too late, they're coming." The Tempest Wolf King's hair exploded, which was an action in an economic situation.

Around it, the three young wolves curled up in a ball, and the nature of the demonic beast made them sense something.

Only the seriously injured whole heart, nothing was noticed.

Soon, the horizon turned dark red, and the smell of sulfur began to rise.

"Is it a demon?" The nose moved, and the whole heart was concerned.

Sulfur is the exclusive taste of demons and devils, and some apothecaries may have this taste, but the dark red sky is definitely not a pharmacist.

Who is it?

Demon? Devil?

What is the level?

Is there anything that exceeds your limits?

A whole bunch of questions, waiting for the whole heart.

"You stay here, I'll go and see, if I die, you go, go where you should go." Patting the Tempest Wolf King's forehead, his heart jumping.

"Great you, are you going to abandon me?" The Tempest Wolf King was prostrate, looking at Quanxin with tears in his eyes.

"It's okay, I'm dead, it's a big deal to do it again, maybe, we can meet again." He smiled and ran forward without hesitation.

Every time you open your legs, it's a hundred steps away.

"Boom, boom, boom."

There is a deep pit under the feet of the whole heart, and every time you step on it, it is a heavy blow, and the strength of more than 60 points, fully displayed, is also ruthlessly wasted.

There is a lot of physical consumption, this is because Quanxin does not have the fighting methods of this world, nor does he have the fighting energy of this world, so he can only rely on his own physical strength.

Fortunately, the consumption is large and the recovery is fast.

Running 10,000 steps, with all my heart, stopped.

The sound of battle was heard, and light and darkness were fighting.

A giant lava monster is flying through the sky, and below it, a group of humans in white robes are besieging it.

Through the fluctuations and feelings of the battle, I breathed a sigh of relief.

The combat power of this group of people is not high, and it is only about sixty levels if they die, which is a little stronger than the Tempest Wolf King, but it is not too strong.

If you use your fists, you can kill them.

Only the lava hound was a little puzzled about how its body exuded an aura that made him unhappy.

Could it be that this lava hound is hiding its strength? Its combat power is about the same as its own peak combat power?

"Haha, you of light and lackeys, die, die." The Lavahound has a human voice from its mouth, and as a creature of hell, it has a gift for language.

If it's hell, I don't understand it with all my heart.

"Bato, obediently suffer death, this is just your projection, your combat power, you can't compete with us at all, die, the king of the abyss of sin."

"Kill, Sword of Light."

"Fist of Heaven."

"Light Shelter."

A burst of voices came out, and the white-robed human went berserk.

No, it erupted.

One after another magic and fighting martial arts were cast, and the lava hound that was beaten was not embarrassed.

The lava on his body began to fall.

"Tick, tick, tick."

The smell of sulfur has increased greatly, but on the human side, the morale has been greatly boosted.

"Damn, you lackeys, the one over there, help me, as long as you help me, I will repay you." The lava hound roared, and even asked for help from the heart.

It saw the whole heart, sensed the breath of the whole heart, that is not weaker than its breath, as long as the whole heart is willing to take action, this group of ants, directly killed.

"Who are you, Church of Light action, please stay away." The human sacrifice at the head saw it and hurriedly spoke.

He didn't want to fight with Quanxin, and the people who could make the lava hounds call for help were all strong people.

When you don't have a lava hound projection, you can't just provoke a strong enemy.

As for the lava hound's death, what to do, what to do.

"Bartow? Some familiar names, King of Lava Hounds, such a familiar identity, the Temple of Light? Die. He smiled and rushed forward with all his heart.

Flick your fists, ignoring the entanglements of those human paladins, the target, the human sacrifice.

Kill them.

As long as they die, the rest, there is nothing to worry about.

"Haha, okay, I Bato owes you a favor, kill, my projection, it's not so easy to kill."

Bartow laughed, and even the body in hell trembled, and stronger power was transmitted through the gaps in the space, strengthening the power of the projection.

The people of the Temple of Light were even more difficult to resist.

"Kamui."

"Mighty."

"Kamui."

"Like a prison."

"Kamui."

"Like the sea."

Faced with this situation, the priests, mad, with the power to dedicate their own strength and summon the gods, at this moment, the light is flourishing.

"Die."