"Damn it!" The captain seemed to know that Jun Tingge would not save them, so he gave up, so a fierce look flashed in his eyes.

He didn't know what he had taken out of his bosom and clenched it tightly in his hands.

The surrounding wolves were staring at them fiercely, so that they did not dare to act rashly.

At this moment, the head wolf was howling in a low voice, as if he was commanding something to the other wolves.

The sound of howling came and went, which made people panic in their hearts.

Soon, the injured and immobile wolves retreated to the side, and the rest became tighter and tighter, wrapping them tightly in it.

Jun Qingge's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the wolf, and met its cold gaze.

The wolf's eyes faintly emitted a red light, a white light lit up on his forehead, and he opened his mouth, and a huge cyan wind blade began to gather, and the wind whirred, blowing the woods and rolling up the stumps and leaves on the ground.

"Oh no, he's going to make a big move!" Someone shouted loudly in a panic.

"Eight stars, this wolf is eight stars! Run! ”

The level of the wind wolf is generally a five-star demonic beast, and the head wolf may be a six-star or seven-star, but what they never expected was that this group of wind wolves led by it actually reached eight stars!

Low-level magical beasts generally only have attributes, and cannot use aura to attack. If you have more than five stars, you can use small talent spells. Once the demonic beast reaches the eighth star, there are no such restrictions, and the way to use aura is also changeable, and it can even use various spiritual arts, which is extremely lethal.

And this attack in the wolf's mouth gradually took shape, and the cyan wind blade quickly separated into a whirlwind, and with a wolf howl, the whirlwind quickly grew larger, attacking them.

Jun Qingge didn't expect that this wolf turned out to be an eight-star, once the demonic beasts reached this realm, they would have a certain amount of wisdom, and they would not easily let go of their enemies.

It's just that the whirlwind just now didn't attack him, maybe ...... Is there room for things to turn around?

The head wolf roared, and the wolves behind him quickly chased into the woods.

A wail sounded, and although the group ran into the woods, they were swept away by the wind blade, and then they were swarmed by the wolves, and there must be little chance of survival.

In the woods, the captain of the mercenary team looked at the wolves that were about to pounce behind him, his teeth clenched, and his expression was hideous.

"You all give me death!" He directly threw out the thing that he had been holding in his hand, roared, and watched as the thing exploded directly not far away, and the heat wave swept through the surrounding woods, and the leaves quickly turned yellow.

The wolves were caught off guard and were blown up, and soon several of them fell, the dead flesh and blood were blurred, the corpses became charred black, and some were lying on the ground, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

The rest were also not lightly injured and wailed in low voices.

"Don't blame me, only then can we live." The captain wiped the blood from his face and said to one of the team members who had been following him.

"They died here today, and I will avenge them." His eyes were cold, and he looked at the people beside him, "This is the teleportation talisman, grab me, let's leave." ”

"Captain, they're still alive......," the team member whispered, frowning.

"There's no help."

"Captain!" There were also his living team members behind him, and they looked at the captain who had become so indifferent in disbelief, "Help us, please ......"