The fight is in full swing here, and there is no peace in the Yan Valley.

As Jia Jie and the Flame Wolf Emperor disappeared from everyone's sight, countless long-suppressed howls rang out in the Flame Valley at the same time. There was anger and uncontrollable fear in the howl. Looking at the extremely terrifying sword mark in the middle of the valley, dripping blood and broken limbs were mixed in it, and the extremely thick bloody aura came to the face, which actually made the bloodthirsty flame wolf feel a feeling of gagging.

The feeling is a fear that emanates from the marrow

More than 100 elite flame wolves, most of the absolute elite of the flame wolf clan were killed by Jia Jie's sword, and among them were the number one wolf king god of war

Although these flame wolves survived, the courage in their hearts was swept away by the earth-shattering giant sword.

The howls grew louder and louder, and each of the surviving wolves participated, as if to vent the depression in their hearts.

The howl pushed the fear to the extreme

Suddenly, a wolf shadow flew towards the outside of the valley, it was the snow wolf king who was lucky not to die. I saw that she was "discolored", and she was the first to think of running away regardless of the dignity of the wolf king.

The remaining fifty or so flame wolves also reacted, and rushed towards Taniguchi closely behind the Snow Wolf King.

"Hmph, since you're here, don't even think about leaving"

With a clear shout, a pale green aura full of spirituality floated out from the charred Dan room where the walls were roasted by the fire, and it filled the entire valley in less than a breath.

The Snow Wolf King suddenly felt the crisis, and his figure sped up a little, like a snowy epidemic across the sky, and in a blink of an eye, he had reached the valley mouth. Unfortunately, it was too late. A faint trace of pale green spiritual mist gently circled around it, and the body of the Snow Wolf King froze inexplicably, and fell to the mouth of the valley with a snap, like an inanimate sculpture.

Almost instantly, dozens of flame wolves that were rushing towards the valley mouth suddenly stopped, and all of them froze in place. There was a chaotic sound, and the flame wolves flying in the air fell down one after another, not moving.

From speeding to stationary, there is no transition in between.

A "lifelike" "statue" appeared in the Yan Valley, and the vicinity of the valley mouth was even more dense, and there were thirty or forty of them, which was magnificent.

"Squeak" There was a soft sound, and the clan elder, who was dozens of years younger, opened the door of the Danfang that was only half left and walked out, while the red crow was already standing quietly in the valley, with a cold face.

In order to arrange the formation, Jia Jie once led the clansmen to spend a lot of effort to transplant flowers and plants, and countless elixir fairy grass towering giant trees were transplanted into Yan Valley. Although it is not as rich as Bear Hill Mountain, it is like a fairyland, but if you only talk about the scenery, Yangu is definitely not half a point. Coupled with more than 100 acres of spiritual fields all over the valley, wild deer and fairy birds wandering around, the feeling of tranquility and tranquility is like a "paradise" in later generations, and I am afraid that I will not be able to find a second home in this murderous wilderness.

But this beautiful place was destroyed by violence.

Today, Yangu is full of broken walls, the pungent smell of burnt paste fills the air, the ground is even blacker, and in some places the rocks have not had time to re-condense after melting, and the red emitts a compelling heat.

The red crow's face became colder and colder, and he was about to use his means to eliminate all these "executioners", but he heard the clan elder on the side cough: "Red crow, although these people are hateful, they are the absolute elite of the Flame Wolf Clan, don't kill them for the time being, and wait for Jia Jie to come back and deal with them." Jia Zhuo has been gone for more than a month, and he should have some understanding of the surrounding forms, and he will make the most favorable judgment. Survival is not a simple matter of fighting and killing."

The red crow was aggrieved, this peerless powerhouse who could kill the Wolf Emperor a thousand times in his back palm turned red, and he said: "Grandpa"

"Alright, alright. I know you hate them, grandpa hates them more than you, and the entire Yan clan is almost destroyed by them" Seeing the tragic situation in Yan Valley, the clan elder who could be indifferent suddenly gave birth to a trace of anger in his eyes, "Can the capital crime be avoided first, don't say it first, living sin is a girl who can't be less, what ability do you have, even if you use it, if you can't do it, grandpa will teach you, how can you make your heart happy, you can come, don't have any scruples"

The red crow nodded excitedly, suddenly hesitated, and asked softly, "Is it really possible?"

"Think about what they have done to spare their lives, it's okay, uh, by the way, girl, Jia Jie, he'll be fine."

"It's okay, I've been staring at them. That wolf emperor is so stupid, he can't hurt Brother Jia Jie," the red crow replied affirmatively, and then raised his little hand that was as clear as the best jade. With a slight touch of the red crow's small hand, he saw countless finger-thick dark green rattans break out of the ground, like a spirit snake, instantly entwining dozens of flame wolves. The rattan was covered with blue barbs, and a faint fishy smell emanated from it, which was obviously extremely poisonous and violent.

"Although the poison of the ghost vines is violent, it should not be able to poison them. However, this rattan is too ugly," the red crow muttered to himself, pointing again.

Those clay and stone-like flame wolves immediately regained some consciousness, and their eyes were full of light, that is, their mobility had not yet recovered, and they couldn't move a little finger. They couldn't see the situation on their bodies, but they could see their companions, only to see countless strange rattan spirit snakes wriggling on their bodies, and the small thorns that were not very sharp slowly but firmly cut across their bodies, dragging out blood marks that emitted a fishy smell on their companions.

The confusion in the eyes of the flame wolves was gradually replaced by the same amount of fear as they saw, and with a brush, countless beads of sweat squeezed out of the closed pores, and cold sweat flowed down. Sweat seemed to wake them up to their numb pain, and under the spell of the red crow, this pain was magnified a thousand times over.

Their nerves spasmed almost instantly, their blood vessels throbbing, and they instinctively wanted to shout and vent their emotions but couldn't even move their mouths.

As the skin on his body rotted one by one, the "ghost vine" grew rapidly. The foul-smelling liquid and rotting skin that oozed from the scars were swallowed up by them, and the rattan the thickness of the little finger soon grew to the thickness of the thumb. These elite flame wolves had extremely strong blood qi, tender flesh quickly grew from the scars, and the toxins injected into the body were also suppressed, and there was no large-scale diffusion. And these newly grown muscles were immediately turned into carrion by the rattans and devoured.

The fierce flame wolves have become the "private ground" of the "ghost vines", providing them with a steady stream of delicious carrion.

Just a quarter of an hour passed, and the flame wolves' bodies could still support it, but the brilliance in their eyes gradually dimmed. Their souls have been greatly damaged by extreme pain and fear, and if they continue like this, they will be scattered

"It's really useless," the red crow muttered quietly, flicking his fingers, and some of his little pale faces quickly turned to the side, not daring to look at them again.

This kind of method has never been used by the red crow, although it is used on the enemy who does not share the sky, the little girl is still a little unbearable.

The skyrocketing strength will inevitably change a person's mentality, but it may not necessarily change his heart. This can be well reflected in the red crow.

The "Ghost Vine" no longer injected venom into the flame wolf's body, but just crawled around slowly on them, still creepy to watch, but in fact it did not continue to cause great damage, at most it was discomfort and spiritual fear.

The faces of the Yan Clan who had just come out of the Great Array were full of horror, and they really couldn't understand how these extremely powerful Yan Wolves, who had almost wiped out their entire clan half an hour ago, could become like this.

A bitter hatred was evident in everyone's eyes, and if it weren't for those disgusting-looking vines blocking them, they would have rushed forward and tore the Flame Wolf to shreds.

Many people shed tears and knelt on the ground in prayer, sincerely thanking the great god Nuwa for his mercy.

A green light flashed, and the red crow had already thrown herself into her mother's arms, crying excitedly. The mother and daughter hugged each other and cried.

Although the clan elder who has been young for "most of his life" is not handsome, he is very chic, and at this time, in the face of the surprised eyes of the clansmen, his expression is timid, both a little proud and embarrassed, and of course the most headache: how much effort does it take to make them believe it

The body of the purple dragon with a length of 100 zhang rolled up, and pounced on the flame wolf from a tricky angle, the silver mist on his body, the auspicious clouds under his feet, and his body was like electricity, and he grabbed the belly of the flame wolf fiercely.

The giant wolf, whose entire body was wrapped in red and black flames, reacted quickly, and collided directly with it without dodging or dodging.

There was a loud bang, and the space around him for hundreds of miles all shook, the rain poured down, thunder and lightning increased, the stones the size of the millstone rolled with the wind, and the big tree hugged by several people broke off at the waist, and a scene of the catastrophe of heaven and earth was coming.

The dragon and the fire wolf were separated by a touch, and the purple dragon was knocked away by a huge force for more than ten miles, and the fire wolf also left a huge scar on his body that was deep and bone-seeing. A burst of black flame rolled over the wound, and the wound immediately recovered as before. The dragon also adjusted and pounced again.

Rolling around, half an hour later, the two of them had come to three thousand miles away.

The 3,000-mile road does not sound as shocking as the 30,000-mile chase that day, but as long as you see the terrifying area left on the ground that is 3,000 miles long and more than 100 miles wide, you will definitely feel that the chase and escape of that day is really "a small thing" compared to this.

If one looks up at the ground from the sky at this time, they will definitely find that there is a narrow and long road near the outskirts of Dongxiang Mountain, as if hundreds of primeval dragon elephants are running together, and this road is still extending at an alarming speed.

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