Weiming was struck by lightning, and felt that the world in front of him was gray, and his heart spasmed.

Did a good man die like this? Did a man who was willing to give up his life to save himself die so easily?

"No!no! it's not true!" Weiming roared loudly in his heart.

"Unnamed, don't trust him easily. I guess he deliberately said this to provoke you. "Old man Zhao actually knew that there was no need for the Lord of the Ghost Wolf to lie and deceive Weiming at this time, and the Toad King was already dead, but he still kindly persuaded and comforted him.

"If I want to lie to you, there is no need to say that the toad is dead!" The Lord of the Ghost Wolf was so close that Old Man Zhao could naturally hear what he said to Weiming. The Lord of the Ghost Wolves continued to mock.

"That toad deserves to be killed, his body has been transported back to Toad Lake by the people of Toad Pond, but Toad Tan still has to join the Eight Mountains, Nine Pools and Ten Caves Alliance!"

After the Lord of the Ghost Wolf was slapped by Old Man Zhao, the whole person became extremely arrogant, as if the calm and indifference he had been all the time was just to hide the boundless desires in his heart. Now he is almost insane, and he has completely exposed that primitive savagery.

"The Toad King is really dead!" Wei Ming stopped talking, and when he learned all this, he had fallen into great grief, and for a moment, he couldn't extricate himself.

Old man Zhao watched from the sidelines, very distressed, he admired a young man like Weiming, and was willing to accept him as an apprentice, but seeing Weiming's current appearance, he was very sympathetic.

"Old man Zhao, aren't you afraid that I will ask the evil king to kill you!" The lord of the ghost wolf has now completely turned into a well-dressed beast, and with a murderous heart, it is difficult to turn back, so he wants to kill Weiming and Old Man Zhao.

However, he didn't dare to make a move with Old Man Zhao, just by virtue of what he had just now, he also had to weigh his own weight, and it was not enough for Old Man Zhao to beat him with both hands. The Lord of the Ghost Wolf had to move out of the Evil King, which can be said to be a very top-level existence among all the old demons.

However, Old Man Zhao didn't think about his own safety now, he was just very concerned about Weiming's life and death. If the evil king is allowed to come here, the unnamed will surely die.

Old man Zhao had no choice, he couldn't go out, so he had to say to Weiming: "Old Man Futu should have given you something to protect yourself, right?"

Wei Mingzheng was stunned, and replied for a long time: "I gave a condensing staff." ”

After hearing this, Old Man Zhao immediately shouted: "Weiming, you go out now, I'll drag the ghost wolf, you go find the Qi Condensing Staff, I have my own way to let you escape from here." ”

After Old Man Zhao finished speaking, he raised his right hand, grabbed the Lord of the Ghost Wolf, and said to Weiming: "Quick, I can't support it for long!"

Weiming understood that the dead man couldn't survive, and he didn't want to waste Old Man Zhao's good intentions, so he hurriedly took the opportunity to rush out.

"You!" The Lord of the Ghost Wolf didn't expect Old Man Zhao to capture him, he hurriedly used his whole body qigong, trying to break free of Old Man Zhao's right hand. But the right hand was like a pincer clamping him, and the Lord of the Ghost Wolf had no choice but to turn his head and roar at Weiming, who was running towards the outside of the cell: "Whew!"

The wolf howling skill of the Lord of Ghost Wolves can be said to be unparalleled in the world, and only an old demon with extremely deep internal strength can make such a power. As soon as he roared, the unnamed bird was like a frightened bird, and the man turned on his horse, rolled on the ground several times, and fell into the distance.

"Ahh

"You!" the Lord of the Ghost Wolf was completely furious, stretched out two big hands, and turned into wolf claws, which were even more terrifying than when he had slashed the Iron Man Mountain Lord before. Five one-foot-long white sharp claws burst out directly from between their fingers.

The left and right claws, ten sharp knives, stabbed at Old Man Zhao's abdomen.

Old man Zhao waved his left hand again, slapped the two claws apart, and hit them aside, while the right hand that grabbed the ghost wolf's shoulder continued to exert force, and the strength was that even the pig iron had to be pinched into ashes.

The Lord of the Ghost Wolves is indeed a hard bone, and he has never wailed except for the slap just now that caught him off guard. "Quack!" The bones in the shoulder of the Lord of the Ghost Wolf made a crisp sound, and they were crushed by Old Man Zhao.

The Lord of the Ghost Wolf immediately twisted his body and pulled his shoulders out of Old Man Zhao. "Shhh

"What a ruthless heart!" Seeing that he was so ruthless, Old Man Zhao didn't show mercy, spit out a mouthful of saliva from his mouth, and shot at the ghost wolf who was retreating backwards, and before the ghost wolf could react, he was hit. "Poof!" a mouthful of blood spat out of his mouth, but the ghost wolf turned over, fixed his body, and was about to kill Weiming.

The Lord of the Ghost Wolf rushed towards Weiming, who had entered the wolf pack and fought with the wolves, while his luck continued to recover, and the meridians at the shoulder were connected after a while, although the flesh and blood could not be regenerated, and even left a large scar in the future, but these were all things outside the body for the Lord of the Ghost Wolf.

What he wants is the death of those who oppose me!

When the Lord of the Ghost Wolf and Old Man Zhao were fighting. Weiming broke into the group of wolf demons belonging to the ghost wolf village on the periphery.

"Ape Knife Feet!" A knife kicked over, like a slash, that is, a wolf demon was kicked and flew far away, and then fluttered twice, and then he whimpered for his life, and there was a pool of blood under him.

"What a little ghost!" a demon wolf let out a beast language, and before he looked at it, it was a five-foot ghost wolf!

The young master of the ghost wolf village, the five-foot ghost wolf!

"It's good to come! Just learn my new tricks!" Weiming remembered the fiasco last time, and he didn't hesitate at all, and rushed over directly.

The five-foot ghost wolf, as the young master of the ghost wolf village, although his qualifications are not as good as his father's ghost wolf master, but he accepts the guidance of the ghost wolf lord and learns the so-called wolf howling skills, and he is simply an invincible existence in the fourth level of the Shi realm.

"It is impossible for ordinary demon beasts to learn martial arts during the Shijing period, you have this opportunity, you don't know how to cherish it, kill innocents indiscriminately at will, and collude with your old man ghost wolf master, it's really an unforgivable sin!" Wei Ming shouted loudly, at the five-foot ghost wolf.

When the five-foot ghost wolf heard this, he was completely stimulated to the nature of a beast, originally a low-level demon beast like him was beast nature greater than human nature, and when he was provoked, he completely turned into a beast.

"Whew!" the wolf howled, the ghost cried wolf, and everything within ten feet of the surroundings was shrouded. The flowers and plants withered, and the animals died, but they heard their voices, but they did not see their people.

"Ape Flash!" is not named the name of the second variable of "Seven-Step Ape Fly", dodging and moving, dodging and evading, agile as an ape!

Kick the ground lightly, leap into the air, avoid the main range of the wolf's howl, and then kick the air, and dodge another wolf howl, Weiming is a sparrow in the air, a hummingbird, no matter how big you are, no matter how strong you are, I am so small that you can't fight.

The five-foot ghost wolf Xiao Wu's wolf howl skills are far inferior to his father's, as long as he dodges the main attack, he can completely avoid it and not get hurt.

Weiming kept dodging and evading, but his body was constantly getting closer to the ghost wolf Xiao Wu, just waiting for the final blow from close quarters.

"Hugh is going to be rampant!" At this moment, the Lord of the Ghost Wolf got rid of Old Man Zhao's trap and rushed from the cell.

"Whew!" The wolf howl of the ghost wolf lord is not comparable to that ghost wolf Xiao Wu, with a howl, Weiming's body trembled, and the whole person fell from mid-air.

"Don't be rampant!" Old Man Zhao snorted, spit out a mouthful of saliva from his mouth again, and shouted: "Saliva seals the demon!"

"Bang!" saliva blurted out, shooting straight at the Lord of the Ghost Wolf at lightning speed, just as soon as it touched the coarse cloth clothes of the Ghost Wolf, it exploded fiercely.

If the ghost wolf was hit by a critical blow, the whole person shrank, immediately stopped, barely stabilized its body, and fell to the ground.

"Old man Zhao!" the Lord of the Ghost Wolf was completely hysterical, but at this time he still wanted to kill Weiming.

"Bang, bang!" Two explosions in a row, the saliva of the old man Zhao who fell on the Lord of the Ghost Wolf was really terrifying, wetting his clothes and sticking to them, but it wasn't until he penetrated into his clothes and touched his skin that he really burst out of power.

The Lord of the Ghost Wolf was completely overshadowed this time, and he didn't expect Old Man Zhao's stinky saliva to explode three times.

"Zhao ---" "Bang!" Before the Lord of the Ghost Wolf could speak, there was another explosion, "Saliva can explode four times!" "The Lord of the Ghost Wolf can be regarded as having comprehended the power of Old Man Zhao, an old-timer, struggling, his face is extremely distorted, but he still does not give up, and launches a wolf howl against Weiming!

He knew very well in his heart that he couldn't beat Old Man Zhao, so he could only take Weiming to open the knife, "Little ghost, go die!" The head of the Lord of the Ghost Wolf turned into a black wolf head again, and he was about to roar to death.