"Restored!" Bei Ming said incredulously. Standing opposite Xiu Mi, Bei Ming's fingers had begun to tremble slightly, afraid that he would not be able to hold the weapon steadily. Xiumi seems to be seriously injured, but Beiming will also run out of ammunition. Shumi's breathing grew heavier, and his mane was like a cast of lead.

"Weasel, kill those hostages for me!" Shumi's words were emotionless, and he opened his mouth to say to his subordinates who were guarding under the cliff and outside the wolf's den while looking at Beiming. Following Beiming, I saw Xiumi's figure slowly exert force backwards, retreat with his hind legs, kick the ground, and drink a mouthful of air into his throat.

"It's not good! Leng Yi! Yan Tong! Xu Ying! support! Night mourning!" Bei Ming said loudly.

Before the words fell, a tsunami-like night mourning came out of Xiumi's mouth, like ten thousand ghosts crying at night, the sun and the moon have no light, mourning is all over the field, the grass will wither, and the beasts will die. The soldiers on the battlefield were scraped up by the night mourning like floating on a dry meadow, and they no longer had the strength to touch the ground, and they crashed into the distance. Kill on the spot! Fall apart!

Not only Dongling's soldiers, but even the wolf beasts on the battlefield who did not evacuate in time were also affected. No matter how big it is, after being attacked by Xiumi's night funeral, it also flew to the ground like a rabbit and a gray fox, rolled away, and burst when it landed. Some of them reacted quickly, and when Shumi sent out the night mourning, they desperately fled into the distance, and even then, countless wounds were cut on the wolf beast's body, and some died in the escape.

The North Darkness dodged and ran to the cliff and jumped down, followed by Night Mourning, and the air attack came. He volleyed around, trying to pull out his splitting sword to resist, but his strength weakened and he could no longer use it. Bei Ming crossed his arms in front of his chest, and the night mourning was like a wolf's mouth wide open, engulfing him in an instant. Countless knife cuts were made on Beiming's body, blood was splashed everywhere, and the night mourning forced him to fall extremely quickly, and his life was on the verge of death.

I only heard a loud bang, and a huge cold shield appeared above the North Darkness out of thin air, and the power of night mourning was instantly separated.

"Leng Yi!" Bei Ming shouted in his heart. However, he himself was not yet out of trouble, but he didn't care about that much, and looked at the bottom of the cliff as he fell. I saw that the weasel was about to kill Shen Hu and others from the Ministry of Military Affairs. The hostages were confined under the wolf's den, just avoiding the most direct impact of night mourning.

Beiming saw the wolf beasts guarding Shen Hu and others, only a dozen of them, even if the Ministry of Military Affairs came to rescue them. Shen Hu should also be able to save himself in this battle situation. Why did he and Qiziying delay in making a move.

Suddenly, Beiming found that Shen Hu and the others seemed to be handcuffed with something, "Clavicle Key!" "Shen Hu How could they be handcuffed by the Clavicle Key! No wonder they couldn't save themselves, not because the wolf clan was strong, but because they were handcuffed by the Clavicle Key and couldn't mobilize their spiritual power.

"How can the wolf clan have a clavicle key!" Bei Ming was shocked, "No! that clavicle key looks like it came from the prison master!" At first, Beiming couldn't be sure, but when he looked closely, he found that the shape of the clavicle key was owned by the Dongling Prison Division. "How so?"

The weasel was covered in wolf mane and rushed away with his life on the three hundred officers and soldiers. Beiming saw that the lives of the soldiers were hanging by a thread, but there was nothing to be done.

Suddenly, I only heard the sound of the wind on the battlefield. I saw a cold needle falling rain towards the weasel attacking, and the roots hit the weasel wolf's blade, and the wolf cracked. Then the cold needle pried into the clavicle spoon of the soldiers, and the clavicle key fell apart in an instant, and the cold needle was intact, and the cherry blossoms fell without a trace in an instant. This world-shattering spiritual method is as refined as a furnace, and it is breathtaking.

Three hundred hostages were freed in an instant. Without waiting for Shen Hu's order, the warriors had already rushed forward and started a vicious battle with the wolf beast beside them.

Bei Ming fell violently, unable to land on the ground. Whoosh, a person came to Beiming's side, and he was supported with one arm, it was Leng Yi. Leng Yi took the ice arrow in his hand, and the bow was like the ice longbow of Sanskrit. It's just that Sanskrit Yin shoots bows and arrows, and Leng Yi shoots slender cold needles, but they are all water-based spiritual weapons.

"It's okay!" Leng Yi said loudly.

"Thank you!" said the North Underworld.

After the attack of Xiumi's night mourning, in the battlefield, the wolf beasts fled in all directions, and there was not much left. The soldiers gathered as close as they could, and fought against Shumi's night funeral with all their might. In front of the battlefield, a person unfolded a giant bronze eight-door shield armor, resisting more than a thousand soldiers behind him. After his shield armor was 100 meters long and seven feet high, the soldiers were spared.

"Stay behind my eight shields! Defend the defense! Defend the formation! Protect the wounded in the rear! Don't come out without my order!" Yan Tong ordered in a loud voice. One flew over his own shield armor. His shield armor is made of eight-sided bronze, and the front of each shield armor is cast with a bronze fanged tiger head, like a giant tripod, protruding in the middle of the shield armor, a total of eight heads, which is the military emblem of the Dongling Military and Political Department.

After Yan Tong deployed the defense, it was convenient to be a camp for wounded soldiers, and he gathered everyone together to defend together.

Yan Tong crossed the shield armor and saw that the battlefield was already in shambles: "What a madman!" He didn't expect that Xiu Mi would not care about the life or death of his subordinates, and he would also wipe out all the Dongling soldiers.

Xu Ying rushed to the wolf's den with him. There are still dozens of wolf beasts guarding there, all of which are fierce generals under Xiumi, and one is a hundred. All of them are wolf-slaughtered opponents.

Shumi stood alone on the cliff, he had never been so badly injured. A night mourning struck, and he seemed to have collected the anger in his heart. The horrific wounds on the face, in the mouth, and on the back are gradually healing. But what made him unhappy now was not these external injuries, but the thirteen sacrifices that had just been attacked by the Northern Underworld, which really made him unbearable, and he only felt that after a night mourning, his muscles and bones became more and more painful.

"This guy's weapon and physical skills have reached this point!" Xiu Mi secretly regretted that he wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to kill Bei Ming, but he didn't expect that he had been suppressed and approached by him in the first half of the journey, and he had invisibly lost his previous combat effectiveness. "I knew that as soon as he came to Liaodi, I would solve him with a night funeral, who wants to delay it to this point. Sure enough, being an adult is not skilled enough...... Not enough to play the full strength of the wolf form. ”

Thinking of this, Xiu Mi glanced into the distance, at the border of Liaodi. I saw that his eyes sank. After a while, Shumi paced towards the edge of the cliff. He stood at the head of a statue of the Wolf King, none other than his father, Shura, and he looked down at the bottom of the cliff.

Beiming saved his life under the cover of Leng Yi. Shumi looked at his figure and didn't move. Bei Ming raised his head and saw Xiu Mi standing on the top of the cliff, and his heart suddenly felt cold. Seeing him like this, Xiu Mi seemed indifferent, and he no longer attacked.

I saw Xiumi's figure gradually retreating behind the Wolf's Den cliff. Just when Beiming and the others were overwhelmed, they suddenly heard a wolf roar from the sky. The wolf beasts besieging them instantly scattered and ran towards the rear of both sides of the wolf's den. The next moment, a proud giant appeared on the cliff. Xiu Mi straightened his neck, his chest bulged, his mouth suddenly lifted his breath, and a cold wind rushed into the gaps around his fangs. Suddenly bowed his head, and at the people under the rock, he was arrogant, and the mourning roar sounded.