The hysterical roar resounded from the sea of fire, mixed with the monstrous killing intent of Sen Ran, and the big bronze bell in the cold bamboo mound also shook because of this, making a clear sound. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

As the first person in the junior in the clan, Wu Yunwolf can't tolerate it, a mole ant that he didn't even disdain at the beginning stepped on his head and was presumptuous, which was an insult!

Now, what is the competition regulation, what compatriots in the clan, go to ******!

Wu Yunwolf's handsome face was already hideous, and he was bound to kill all those who threatened his position.

On the eaves of the red tile house, the golden crow with open eyes spread its wings and flew down, and the crisp cry shook the nine heavens, and suddenly, the monstrous sea of fire rolled up violently, and it was swallowed by the golden crow into the belly.

The sea of fire disappeared, revealing the two figures on the stone field again.

Wu Yunwolf stood proudly, as the controller of the sea of fire, he was naturally not affected in any way, and his eyes were full of coldness.

The other figure was slightly embarrassed, and the water curtain condensed on his body was quite dim, but as the sea of fire dissipated, Wu Moxie also dispersed the water curtain and exhaled a breath of white air.

The original gray stone surface was burned black, and the smell of burning was scattered, and it was already a mess.

All the clansmen looked at the stage intently, looking at each other in astonishment.

The patriarch also took a step forward, but did not speak, his eyes were firmly fixed on Wu Yunwolf, and his heart shook slightly. I have never seen anyone force Wu Yunwolf to be like this, and I don't know what Wu Yunwolf is going to do.

Do you want the Golden Crow to join the fight?

But now Jin Crow is just swallowing the sea of fire into his belly and making other offensive intentions, and Wu Kui is not ready to interfere.

Wu Moxie didn't dare to slack off for half a minute, he looked vigilant when most of his soul power was consumed, but the dispersion of the sea of fire made him unable to breathe a sigh of relief, and the entry of the golden crow made him feel a little bad in his heart.

After a fierce fight, Wu Moxie truly experienced Wu Yunwolf's toughness.

Even if he exhausted what he had learned, he still couldn't defeat the latter, and the explosion of the Xuanshui beads couldn't make Wu Yunwolf hurt his muscles and bones at all, except for making him tired of defense.

And at this moment, the soul power in his body is getting thinner and thinner, and he can be regarded as suffering from the lack of foundation and the loss of low cultivation.

If it weren't for the help of ginseng dolls, I am afraid that I would not be able to survive in the sea of fire for half a moment.

Looking at Wu Yunwolf, who had not been tired at all, Wu Moxie couldn't help but sigh secretly.

In the final analysis, if you have the strength you have today, you have most of the opportunities in it.

On the mainland, other soul priests are cultivating soul methods and improving cultivation at the same time, and they rely on body refining to increase the soul power in their bodies, but they have not cultivated any soul methods at all, and now, they have only learned two soul methods.

The last time I was tied with Yun Yisheng, it was purely because of the power of prohibition. Yun Yisheng on that day was equivalent to fighting against Wu Chunqiu, not himself. And now when he really fights with a pseudo-emperor soul, he feels deeply powerless.

On the quiet stone field, Wu Yunwolf stood quietly, his cold gaze attacking, like a poisonous snake.

Above the void, a nine-tailed golden crow is spreading its wings and soaring, and under the drape of Rui Yu, the light on his body is also becoming more and more intense, and every feather is burning like a flame.

At dusk, due to the vacancy of the golden crow, the whole space became extremely bright, like a round of scorching sun hanging in the air.

Everyone was shocked, looking up at the sky, and they all felt a terrifying coercion spread down.

At this time, they seemed to be under the watchful eye of a god, and a tremor that rose from the bottom of their hearts could not be eliminated for a long time, even if the hostility above the void was not directed at them.

Even the patriarch Wu Kui had never seen a spirit demon above the king's soul once, and now he saw that his cultivation had completely exploded, and his heart was shocked.

Only the Great Elder trembled his hands, and the old tears were in his eyes.

The terrifying coercion that could only be felt in the Seven Generations Ancestor back then was finally felt in his own grandson! Although the Golden Crow was not as good as the red-eyed ghost of the Seven Generations Ancestor, it could be regarded as a half-step step into the emperor level, and the top that mortals could not reach in their lifetime.

Wu Moxie also raised his head, stretched out his palm, and looked at the dazzling but endlessly cold golden crow from the gap in his hand.

He had also felt this kind of coercion from Yun Yisheng.

The same fire phase, the same qualifications, and even, in a trance, the figures of the two seem to coincide together.

"Genius......

Wu Moxie squinted his eyes and muttered softly.

These Tianjiao have a striking similarity, that is, they are always like a towering mountain, pressing themselves and making themselves almost out of breath.

If it weren't for the creation of all kinds of opportunities, he Wu Moxie would not have anything that could compare with these Tianjiao.

But will he back down?

Even though the earth-shattering killing intent shrouded down, the white-robed figure still stood in the center of the scorched stone field, his face did not fluctuate, and he did not take a step back.

In this battle, he will never escape, no matter what the cost!

The golden crow roared and soared, and with the light of the magic seal in Wu Yunwolf's hand, the two-foot wings turned into a torrent of red gold, roaring and carrying a hurricane.

Wu Moxie's pupils contracted violently, his soul power was fully poured, and the water curtain in front of him suddenly spread, and ice blue ripples bloomed like lotus flowers.

The roar continued, and the waves of air rolled in, and once again erupted in the center of the stone field.

The clansmen who were a little closer were even affected and burned because of this.

Thousands of terrifying eyes came through, as if it was unbelievable, this was the battle between two Soul Priests of the Mixed Yuan Realm, and the power was comparable to that of the elders of the Soul Fusion Realm.

Sha Yue, who was squatting on the edge of the stone field, also straightened up, his snow-white hair stood on end, and his dog's eyes were full of ferocity, ready to attack at any time.

"Shade the moon, sit down!"

In the rolling dust and mist, Wu Moxie's voice came out, which made Rang Shaoyue have to retreat obediently.

Wu Moxie gritted his teeth, and the soul power of his whole body ran wildly, condensing into a curtain of water in front of him to resist the fierce attack of the red gold torrent. The reason why he asked Sha Yue to go back was because in this kind of battle, Sha Yue in the Initial Realm couldn't help.

Suddenly, Wu Moxie's face changed drastically, and in the afterglow, he found that an afterimage had swept in front of him at some point, and the blade of the snake in Wu Yunwolf's hand was raised high, and it was slashed down suddenly, turning into a gust of wind and rushing towards him.

"Peng!!

Wu Moxie, who was already reluctant to resist the torrent of red gold, flew out upside down, his body was shocked, his eyes were mixed with horror, the wind passed through the water curtain, and the moment he touched Wu Moxie's abdomen, his robe was torn, and his mouth was spitting blood.

Wu Moxie raised his head suddenly, endured the tearing pain in his abdomen, roared wildly, and a bead of Xuanshui condensed on his palm, shooting towards Wu Yun Wolf.

Suddenly, the two figures flew out upside down, embarrassed and panting.

In contrast, although Wu Yunwolf was gray-headed and dirty-faced, and there were blood stains overflowing from the corners of his mouth, Wu Moxie looked even more miserable, the flesh and blood on his abdomen were blurred, and the smell of burning came out.

However, it seems that there is a strange energy breeding, constantly repairing and healing the hideous wound.

Wu Moxie lowered his head, feeling that his body seemed to be a little overdrawn, and couldn't help but gasp and ask, "Xiao Shen, didn't you say that with the help of your cultivation, it would be easy to defeat Wu Yunwolf?"

“......”

The ginseng doll in the body was silent for a few breaths, and finally spoke: "The cultivation of this ginseng master has fallen again a few days ago, and now it is the first layer of the Soul Melting Realm, alas, it ......is a miscalculation."

Wu Moxie was silent, looking up at the nine-tailed golden crow spreading its wings above the void, not knowing what he was thinking.