In an instant, Huang Lengyue's figure had reached a hundred meters away, and the demonic beasts were fleeing, but they still couldn't escape Huang Lengyue's explosive power.

Huang Lengyue stood still with a sneer, swinging her long sword and slashing out of thin air.

Hey?...... No, why hasn't the cyan spiritual power increased? Huang Lengyue secretly screamed that it was not good, didn't Ye Lao say that this thing could be managed for half an hour, why did it disappear in advance?

Roar, roar, roar!

Just when Huang Lengyue was stunned, the fourteen snow wolves trembling in front of him suddenly reversed their cowardice, and suddenly roared towards Huang Lengyue like crazy......

The fangs were sharp, glowing with coldness and murderousness, and roared towards the phoenix cold moon. That momentum is almost about to shatter Huang Lengyue in an instant

Oops, Huang Lengyue's heart was cold, and she swung her sword and slashed at the snow wolf who pounced on her.

Between the lightning and flint, Huang Lengyue's sword body glowing with cyan spiritual power faced the snow wolf's teeth, only to hear a sound of hitting the ground, and the sword shattered!

At this time, the other thirteen snow wolves roared towards the sky and pounced towards Huang Lengyue together.

"Xiao Yueyue, stand back!" Feng Jiechen saw that Huang Lengyue's super-evergreen spiritual power had actually disappeared, and when he landed on the side, his face turned dark, his long sleeves were raised, and a stream of seven-stage purple peak spiritual power of the spirit man lit up on the Qinglong Sword, and slashed towards more than a dozen snow wolves.

Huang Lengyue quickly retreated back, giving way to Feng Juechen's spiritual power.

Bang bang bang!

Wherever the purple spiritual power went, a scorching force began to spread, and the suffocating heat of that week almost scorched people's souls.

"Woo, woo......" The snow wolves couldn't see the fire, let alone the heat, and the purple spiritual power they saw when they met the phoenix was like a mouse meeting a cat and screaming backwards quickly.

For a while, the fourteen snow wolves retreated to their positions, looking at each other with Fang Huang Lengyue and the others but fearing each other. And the frenzy of demonic beasts in the distance swooped mercilessly towards them.

Huang Lengyue was angry and scolded, "Ye Lao, didn't you say that this can last for half an hour, you dare to lie to me?"

Angry, he almost killed her, this old guy is enough!

There was a faint laugh from the ring, "Hey, hey, I forgot to tell you, this maintenance time has something to do with your spiritual power, and your spiritual power is not enough to last for half an hour......"

"Then you didn't say it earlier!" Huang Lengyue's white forehead was so angry that the green veins jumped suddenly, what should I do now, fourteen fourth-level demonic beasts, they have encountered a strong opponent now.

The wind rose, raising Feng Juechen's white clothes, and under the bright light, Feng Juechen's handsome face was pale, and his lips were as white as snow.

"Xiao Yueyue, you stand back! they'll leave it to me!" Feng Juechen's hoarse voice sounded, and in the next second, his slender body had already flashed away.

On the land of Mangmang, a graceful figure flew by, and instantly disappeared into the wolves.

For a while, the wolves began to attack Feng Jiechen from all sides, desperately biting.

Feng Juechen's eyes were as cold as ice, gathering the spiritual power of his whole body and the body of the green dragon's sword, swinging his sword in the air, and shooting towards the surroundings. Three hundred and sixty degrees, every trace of space is not spared.

The purple spiritual power is like fire, like light, everywhere it goes, not a single grass grows, and everything withers. That power destroys the world and sweeps everything.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

The sword qi is like frost, and the spiritual power is like a knife.

As soon as the sword went down, I saw that the dozen or so snow wolves roared into the sky in unison, and the blood as red as the sun spurted out violently, followed by the miserable and ruthless screams of the snow wolves.